#madaboutmunson Dream Weaver

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Dream Weaver - Part 1

Prompt: Dreams are Soulmate's Memories (C2) @eddiemunsonbingo Summary: Eddie begins to get a reoccurring dream, and Wayne advises him of an old bit of folklore he heard once. That some dreams could be the memories of your soulmate. Ever the detective, a young Eddie Munson, sets to documenting these dreams in hopes of gathering the clues of who his soulmate might be. Notes: I wanted this to be a visual as well as just text so below the standard fic text you'll see Eddie's actual diary entries, if you like that sort of thing :) But this is Eddie's diary so expect the language to be less than polite and the doodles may be a little immature let's say 😂 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Dreaming is free.

Or at least that's what Debbie Harry sings.

You're my official new Dream Diary! Well, first of any diary, really. Nabbed you out of the lost & found when I was skipping class.

You're kinda girly, but you were free, and being girly aint all that bad. That's all patriarchal bullshit, anyway!

Never thought I'd need one of these, but I figure maybe these weird dreams are worth tracking, just in case I do have one. A SOULMATE!!! Christ, that's terrifying!

I was having trouble sleeping, and then I started getting these weird ass dreams. Not like weird-cool, like after too much cheese, chocolate or weed (He’s drawn a picture of a joint here), but like weird, as in they were really fucking normal. I mean normal, like TV family normal, like the Brady bunch, but way less people, not like reality normal.

Well, at least at first. Sometimes they aren't so nice. Sometimes they reminded me of living with my folks, and that FUCKING SUCKED!

Anyway, I told the font of knowledge that is Wayne about these weird dreams and at first, he was like, don't worry about it, but then he told me this bit of folklore and it was something like your dreams are the memories of your soulmate, so I thought I'd start writing them down. Like campaign clues to figure out who it might be? Unless one of their memories is looking in a mirror, I'm gonna need all the clues I can get!

So far, I think that I'm like a little kid, and there are a few people that show up. One is a man who looks real fancy, probably loaded. I guess he’s the Dad? He’s mostly always in a shirt and tie, sometimes one of those Dad polo shirts that he probably wears to golf with his yuppie friends. Well, bad fashion aside, proves one thing at least, being richer wouldn’t have got me a better Dad because the guy is a grade-A star fucking asshole! He’s always holding some object in his hand, a broken picture frame, a Barbie, a book, a glass of whiskey, shoving it towards my face and yelling like I just pissed in his cereal or something. WHAT A DICK! I can feel my soulmate wants to cry but is holding it in. I’m not sure how. Maybe she’s small for her age? The Dad guy is at least 2 feet taller than them. No way someone with that good a life would shout at a kid that way, right? A shitty dad is a pretty sad thing to have in common, but at least it's something because it’s the only thing so far. 

There is a woman in a uniform with an apron, she's nice, and she gives us cookies on the sly, and when the Dad ogre has finished shouting at us, she’s normally the one who turns up just before I wake up.

The last person, I don't know if she’s the Mom or a piano teacher, but she’s way too good-looking to be either. She looks like a movie star and dresses like one too. Velvet Looks like Faye Dunaway in Chinatown, but her eyes slope down, like when she isn’t smiling, they always look sad. But my god, when she smiles and tells me I played something right, I feel like my heart could burst right out of my chest and explode into a million cartoon bluebirds and butterflies or some shit like that. I don't think I've felt that way about anything except my guitar and when a cheerleader smiled at me one time accidentally. Shit what if my soulmate is a cheerleader? Most of them are rich girls, right?

Anyway, that's what I have for now. Until next time Double-D