Bottled Sky

This is an excerpt from an online chat I had with my friend Chrissa recently. It should give you an idea of the depth and quality of our friendship

Me: I had the weirdest dream last night.
Chrissa: Oooh! Was it naughty?
Me: Unfortunately not.
Me: I dreamt there was a competition, kind of like the Amazing Race, except the end goal was to reach an old, abandoned mansion and capture a mouse living in one of the rooms.
Me: I joined, but instead of teaming up with other people, I decided to team up with — get this — a chihuahua and a rat!
Chrissa: Uh huh… a chihuahua, a rat and a human looking for a mouse?
Me: We were running all over the place. We got a bit lost and got separated from the other teams, but we ended up finding a shortcut and made it to the house first.
Me: The rat was the one who captured the mouse, because of course he knew where to find it. We won!
Me: So… what exactly is my subconscious trying to tell me? I am at a loss.
Chrissa: Well, a chihuahua is sort of a rodent but only it’s canine…
Me: I know!
Chrissa: So you’re with a rat, a canine-rodent hybrid, and you’re looking for a mouse…
Me: I’m thinking Ratatouille had something to do with it.
Chrissa: Ah, I dreamt of mice, too, after watching Ratatouille!
Me: OMG, Pixar is going to take over the world, and they’re starting with people’s dreams! CONSPIRACY!
Chrissa: Ratatouille must have had some subliminal messages embedded in the film.
Me: Ooh, that would explain everything!
Me: I’m also suddenly hungry…
Me: The film was more powerful than we ever expected.
Chrissa: I am now scared of Pixar.
Me: Pixar is evil.
Chrissa: Next you’ll think that your toys are really alive.
Chrissa: And that bugs are intelligent beings!
Chrissa: And that there are monsters inside your closet!
Me: And that cars have sex lives!
Chrissa: And that super-heroes everywhere are getting busy and making little baby super-heroes!
Me: Condoms are no match for super-sperm!
Chrissa: Eeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Me: Hehehe.