They say dreams are a reflection of an alternate universe… or something. Actually, I’m not sure how that phrase got in my head. If that’s true… then an alternate universe me [squealy voice] got to dance with Billie Piper! [/squealy voice]
It was all so vividly weird. True facts bled through this dream, like Billie having a new baby, me being sick and hopped up on medication, things like that… but in the dream it was like the second season of the New Who had only just aired or something. David, Billie, and Camille were in the States promoting. Crew were there for Confidential filming. Going to hazard a guess that universe didn’t have as much Who fandom or something because people were milling about going meh or whatever when they saw them. Very sad. Another true life fact bled through, as I remembered Skids watching this through the internet. Odd things, dreams.
Anyway, it was night and at some club or pub I’ve never seen before. I was a nervous twit, with my wife being reassuring and stuff. Not sure how we came to be there, but it was like a contest was won. The cast were in an outside foyer when we came across them. David (with a day old scruff going) had just stood up and went to go get a drink or something and nearly bumped into me with a ‘Sorry’. The wife disappeared while I was listening to Camille answer some fan questions to one of the cameras.
While I was listening, I felt a hand grab mine and lead me back inside to the dance floor. Thinking it was the wife, I wasn’t bothered… then I saw who the hand belonged to and went all pittery pattery in my chest. Yes, I have a distinct crush on Billie. The dance was something I’m unfamiliar with, as it was some organized thing. We might’ve actually been in Britain now that I think on it. Accents were London-y. They put some sort of thin masks on everyone, and there were changing colours on them… which is when I started questioning the validity of being awake or not. The color changing included some neon like hair color changes.
Not going to go into details of what went through my mind while dancing with her, as it should be obvious… But afterwards while being led around by the wife, was when I squeaked out the above phrase: I danced with Billie Piper! And do you know what the woman I married said? “I know you did.” It struck me odd, and when I looked at her, she was mouthing ‘thank you’ to someone I didn’t see right off. Looking to where she was looking, I saw Billie looking back with a huge grin on her face. Apparently, the wife told Billie how much of a nervous twit I was, and she decided to take me to the dance floor. While looking at her, she looked at me and winked.
Being the total twit I am, I blushed and looked at the wife and told her flat out that she did that on purpose. And she looked back with batting eyelashes, “Who me?”
Which is when I woke up grinning like an idiot.
So, annnnyway. I’m sure in some Alternate Universe out there, there’s a Doctor Who Confidential going to air that shows how bad of a dancer I am. I can only hope they show me from the waist up. <_<