That Dream I Had a Few Weeks Ago

Maurice Fischer from Inception was my evil grand-uncle who hated Christmas. He didn't just hate Christmas in an "I'm Ebenezer Scrooge and I'm secretly good deep down inside but a sad childhood has made me miserly and bitter, so Bah Humbug" sort of way. He hated Christmas because he was evil, and hated everything that was good.

I don't know why he was my grand-uncle, but because of this, my parents decided that they should take care of him in his old age. Whether my parents were doing this because they wanted him to leave them all of his vast fortune, or because my parents are nice people is never clarified in the dream.

Anyway, Evil Grand Uncle Maurice Fischer from Inception was evil, and for some reason, he hated me, so I had to move out of the house. After this happened, I changed my name and opened a Japanese deli, which oddly enough sold only ice cream and edible cookie dough (which I've tried in reality. It's not actually that edible). I seemed to be doing well in this entrepreneurial venture.

EGUMFfI hated Christmas a lot, so much so that nobody celebrated Christmas any more. However, he still had one group perform a Christmas Pageant for him every year. Apparently, Hillary's mother was part of this group, because she came to my deli one day wearing her biblically-themed pageant costume asking if I could provide her with a fake ID for her friend's daughter. Her friend's daughter wanted to participate in the pageant, but EGUMFfI hated children, and Hillary's mother's friend's daughter was only thirteen years old. She would have volunteered somewhere else, but in the Holiday season, the usual volunteer places are completely packed. She needed volunteer hours for her school project, and the pageant was her only hope.

Then my dream did that thing where it sort of changes the subject but not really. I was trying to get this poor girl her fake ID, but then for some reason I had called April up on the phone. I asked her what she did for Christmas in UaFWTD now that Christmas is gone. She told me that instead of celebrating Christmas, they made giant oil paintings of scenes from Blue Exorcist. To prove her point, she emailed me a scan of her picture of Young Rin and Yukio Okumura playing on a beach (Rin may have been wearing a Santa hat).

Then I woke up. I never found out whether that girl got her fake ID, or whether my parents inherited EGUMFfI's money. 

But I remembered what happened after I woke up, and that it why it was a good dream.

Why I Like the Master

"Shall we decimate them? That sounds good, nice word, decimate. Remove one tenth of the population!" ~The Master - Doctor Who: "The Sound of Drums"

Just to clarify, I like the Master for his correct usage of the word "decimate," not for his desire to kill one tenth of Earth's population.

Also, the guy brought his own soundtrack to the apocalypse, and spread terror by having a publicly broadcasted one-man dance party in his floating space-station headquarters.

He may be a manipulative, domestic abusing, mass-murdering, insane warlord, but he makes for a good respectable villain.

And to go back to my first point: we who know the correct definition of "decimate" have to stick together.

Wait...what? I don't even...

...I've read a lot of fanfiction in my time. I have a problem; I'm not ashamed to admit it. Does that mean I'll stop reading fanfiction? No. Of course not. It's far too entertaining.

Fanfiction is something I turn to after reading a really good book or watching something I really like, mainly so I don't have to let go of the fandom after I've finished going through all of the canonical materials. I read fanfiction when I can't sleep and need something to do, or when I'm really bored but don't want to get off of the Internet.

I know that most fanfiction is...not good. I've read Celebrian (the TVTropes page said that if I could get through that, I could get through anything. I took that as a challenge. I did get through it, but I regret taking that challenge ever so much). I'm well aware that all of fanfiction cannot be that one fabulous X-Men: First Class fanfic that fixed the Beach Divorce in an engaging and realistic way. I'm usually as entertained by the bad ones as I am by the good ones.

But really, I shouldn't pick out fanfiction to read when I'm too tired to think cohesively. Last night, I found one where Erik Lehnsherr's cat was turned into a human. "That sounds kind of odd," one might say. "Why did you read it?" Well, it was really, really weird, and for the first part of it, kind of entertaining. The author may pick really strange stuff to write (most likely) her story about, but she was being very witty and engaging about it. In my tired state, it was making me giggle. Giggling is fun.

To explain my problem, I have to explain the Pros and Cons of the fic:

On the one had, it had Charles Xavier acting like a cat, which is pretty darn funny.

On the other hand, CHARLES XAVIER is a CAT.

If it had just been a regular story about a guy who's cat turns into a person and they fall in love because of compatible personalities, I would be fine with that. Actually, there's a book I loved as a child with that exact plot:

http://www.amazon.com/Cat-Who-Wished-Man-1ST/dp/B0016CF68C/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1320779733&sr=1-2

But this was a fanfiction. About Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr. Two characters that I love and respect. It broke my brain.

I'm no stranger to kitten!fics, I am a fan of Fullmetal Alchemist, after all, kitten!fics come with the territory (for some reason); and as a fan of Doctor Who, I can turn a blind eye to the human/cat-person thing. I'll read almost any fanfic, as long as I know what I'm getting into. Which leads me to my main point:

If you're going to include human/cat-person mpreg in your hilarious, well-written fanfic, for the gods sake, please, please, PLEASE put a warning about it at the beginning before I get sucked in to reading the entire thing.