Me and Shawn Spencer from Psych are training kids to be heroes. They're all standing in line in the gravel driveway next to the garage at my dad's house. They are all in costumes, mostly Spiderman and Batman. Me and Shawn's job is to weed out which kids are actually villains, and we are supposed to be able to tell by their costumes. Basically, the better the costume, the more likely to be a good guy. So, we have them stand in a line as we look them over. Some of the Spiderman dressed ones have eight workable legs in their costume, which I find kick ass. Then I see an arrogant Spiderman dressed guy with two legs. He stands tall and has a scowl like he's better than all of this. I have a strong feeling he is a villain at heart. I go to tell Shawn about my thoughts on the arrogant kid, not knowing that the kid is speaking to the other villains in the group. We didn't know that there would be more than one villain, we were under the impression there would only be one. I go into the camper as the kids pile onto their bus to go to the facility. Shawn is walking away, so I start grabbing things in the camper like pillows and clipboards to throw at him to get him to turn around. A clipboard clocks in right in the back of the head. He turns to see me hanging out the camper door. I wave him over. He comes into the camper with me, and I think that now that the children heroes are gone and that our job is done, we'll have some time together. He tells me, however, that we don't have time to spend right now, that there's more to be done.
Now I am in line at Taco Bell, Shawn and my family in line in front of me. All of their backs are to me, and I feel left out. I look out the window to my right, and see a magnificent wolf splotched with deep red color and a gorgeous grey blue color in his fur that I've never seen before. I try to tell the others so they can see him too, but Granny is the only one that will listen. She tells me that I should take pictures of moments like this, moments that I'm likely to only see once. I feel my pocket, and to my dismay I don't have my camera or even my iPod. So, instead I pick up the wolf through the window, the wolf now being a Roku remote. I pull the batter cover off, thinking I can keep a piece to remember and keep the color. But, the color on the cover is not the same as the wolf's fur. It now is colored like a titanium coated crystal, with a metallic mix of gold, blues and purples. The cover is plain metallic black now, so I start to work on pealing off another part of the remote that has a spectrum of the colors, mostly gold. I pull of it's back again, the remote now being a cellphone, and pull out the battery. There are four little gold screws that I need to undo to be able to pull apart the plastic shell, to keep a piece.
Now Shawn walks me into a basement for the night, and I think we'll finally have time to cuddle and spend time together. Instead, he starts heading back up the stairs. I ask him where he is going, and he tells me he has important business to attend to, and then he just leaves me in the concrete basement. The only light is coming from door at the top of the stairs, and a creepy green-glowing lap from Gus's corner. The basement is empty other than Gus's "room" which is a corner with a sleeping bag, a bed-side desk, and a computer chair. Gus is excited I am there with him, and he rushes to his backpack. He pulls out a life size cardboard head cut out of a green super hero, and gives it to me. I thank him, and consider leaving the basement. I'm only there for Shawn and if Shawn isn't going to be here with me, there's no point in staying the night. [End]
Relative to Real Life~
Night of June 8th, 2013
Real-life Characters: Shawn, Gus, Granny, Family.
Dream-created characters: Kids, arrogant kid, wolf.
Real-life places: Taco bell, by garage.
Dream-created places: Basement.
Different than real life: The line at Taco Bell is not by the windows, but rather on the other side of the building near the front doors. The line for the drive through, however, is right next to the windows. Because I rarely go inside, and almost always use the drive through, that would make sense as to why the line was by the windows.
Reasons:
Spiderman with Eight Legs = I was on Tumblr and I saw Spiderman in a comic-type drawing, and the spider on his chest was pointed out to only have six legs instead of eight.
Precognitive: (6-10-13) Somewhat precognitive, last night which is one day after this dream, I came home to find that my dog Skye, once again, chewed off the back of the Roku remote.
Reoccurring: No.
