FLYING. BANANAS.

[onewomanarmy]

[what the flying fudge are flying bananas doing here]

[this mask wearing young lady is watching the sky in bewilderment, side-stepping the occasional fruit that falls too close]

Comments

[onewomanarmy]

[sounding releived]

Right. Of course... this is a dream.

[sparire]

It has to be! Why else would there be flying bananas and a ninja?

Though I guess... a ninja isn't all that far-fetched, compared to the bananas part. Are you all right, miss ninja?

[onewomanarmy]

I'm fine, and I'm not "miss ninja."

[sparire]

Oh? Are you a boy...? No way! Your voice definitely sounds feminine...!

[onewomanarmy]

[why are the people in my dreams so stupid that i have to introduce myself]

Ran Fan.

[sparire]

Mizushiro Hizumi! Nice to meet you, Ran Fa—

[and then another banana hit him in the face]

[onewomanarmy]

[if only i had a sense of humor to find that funny...]

[oh, and successfully avoiding a banana]

Less talking, more dodging.

[sparire]

Easy for you to say...! Unlike you, I'm not a ninja!

[onewomanarmy]

Stop calling me that. Refer to me as Ran Fan or don't refer to me at all.

[sparire]

Hey now! That's being way too serious for this!

[onewomanarmy]

This is a dream, so you have a point.

But you're wrong if you think I won't take a dream such as this with utmost seriousness.

[sparire]

[heaviest sigh]

Is my subconscious trying to tell me something? Are you going to tell me to eat healthy food next...?

[onewomanarmy]

[stare]

You're the one in my dream.

[sparire]

No way! You're the one in my dream!

[onewomanarmy]

[the most intense stare of stares]

No, you're definitely the one in my dream. I'm not one to be fooled so easily by something my mind own created. Nice try though.

[sparire]

I think it's best to assume this is reality. Did you know? When you dream about other people, it's never strangers. You might not recognize them, but it's always someone you've met before in your life. Your brain always uses faces you've seen.

[onewomanarmy]

This? Reality? Chances are I've seen your face in a crowd.

[sparire]

Nice conclusion. That's also likely.

[onewomanarmy]

And the falling bananas. How do you explain that?

[sparire]

They could be our own imagination. Maybe we're just hallucinating.

[onewomanarmy]

You keep insisting you're real.

[sparire]

[all the pouting]

Because I am!

[onewomanarmy]

Can you prove it?

[sparire]

... Pinch my cheek?

[onewomanarmy]

[...

...

cautiously pokes his cheek with a cold automail finger '-']