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Had a dream about TWISTEX today. (Am I just cycling through the mods or something?)

I was in bed, right, and Twistex comes home from work, stands in my doorway. He says something about slepeing or some s**t, since I'm only half-awake, and it's late and normal people should be sleeping right now. But then he says, with growing anticipation and force "You should move. Now."

I remember being "What?" And starting to say why, but was way too sluggish and there is a drive by shooting, but Twist grabs me and pulls me down behind the bed anyway.

I'm like.. "WTF was that? gonk "
And he goes, "I told you to get down."

I don't appear to be too injured(Weird, since they all went in my side - but then again, it's a dream, so whatever) so Twist walks to his bedroom instead.

I go to sleep, finally(how the hell do you fall asleep after getting shot?) but then I wake up at another drive-by and get shot SIX TIMES! gonk

I'm injured, but not as injured as I should be, but I get scared at being shot at again, and begin walking over to Twist's bedroom. For some reason, to get into his room, there is a pool of sharks you have to cross. DON'T ASK ME WHY.

Well, there's this really narrow bridge to get across, and I slip and fall, and the sharks eat my ankles up pretty bad. But Twist hears me screaming and pulls me out of the shark pit/pool, after spearing one of them. So I end up with like, a stump for my left foot, and a piece of shark for my right foot. From the outside looking in, it was pretty hilarious. But in the dream it was all emo

Keep in mind here that I'm in boxers and a shirt, and Twist is only in underwear(Which is weird... I thought he'd be a boxer man, myself...). So it was kind of weird(but fine in the dream... It wasn't anything erotic).

Anyway, he's got a king size bed, so we both crawl into each side of the bed(what's really weird is that there's no blood in this dream...) and I'm scared but now kind of comforted because I'm sleeping with Twist, now.

We have a little conversation.

Me: You just got out of work?
Twist: -groan- yeah.
Me: ... How did you know those people from youtube or Myspace were going to shoot me?
Twist: I saw them through the window, and just assumed.
Me: ... Well. Thanks for saving me. How do you know they won't come again?
Twist: Have you failed to answer any bodyguard or assassin post or comments lately?
Me: No, but a lot of people seem to be pissed at me for no reason..
Twist: (groans and tries to fall asleep now)

Weirdest conversation I've ever had(including in a dream o.o). I try to sleep as well. I remember sleeping under the covers, trying to share the warmth of Twist's body with mine. Cause of the shark feet thing, I was kinda cold.

The next day(I think) My real parents come home, and I go downstairs and they're all socializing with friends, and Twist's gf is there, and stuff. Twist is all... Just watching and listening a distance from the astrocities of socializing, and I'm trying to get my mom to pay attention to the fact that I was INJURED had not left foot, and was SHOT AT gonk
But she never paid attention to me, or even really cared I almost died!

So I was just standing there with no left foot and a piece of shark for my right foot and it faded to black before I woke up from the dream, like some sick comedy movie. gonk

I'd like to note that... Twistex is a father-type figure for me. And has always, always been that way, even in dreams.
In a way, it's good because there's not that whole "unbearable crush on a mod" thing going on, but on the flip side it probably puts a lot of unneeded pressure to "do good" on Twist or something. sweatdrop

Either way it's kinda stupid one of the founding things in my life is this whole "looking for cool father-type" in all my relationships with older males. It really is a kind of... depressing pattern in my friendships/relationships.