The Best Dream Ever

So the night before last, I had the greatest dream of all time.

Seriously.

There is no dream that could ever beat out this one at all ever in the entire world.

That good.


So I had come home for the weekend in this dream, and had just walked in the door when my phone chirped. I thought it was one of my friends, or even one of my parents, but no. It wasn't.

It was from Agent Phil Coulson of SHIELD.

New mission, it said. We are on the way.

Normally, this would be the greatest text of my entire life. Like... SHIELD NEEDS ME AND I MUST GO! But instead, I just felt this rush of disappointment. I was finally home! I didn't want to go on another mission right now! So I texted him back with a quick "Sorry, but I can't. Maybe next time," groaning the whole time. If I knew anything about Coulson, I knew he'd come no matter what (or even if) I texted back.

Sure enough, at that moment I heard a car outside.

I walked over to the door slowly, because nope, no way, Coulson was NOT going to be there. There was no way. No way he had gotten there that fast. When I looked through that peephole, I would not see his car there. Nope.

Except when I looked outside, there was a black van parked outside my house, people rearranging stuff in the back, and none other than Agent Coulson half-way across the yard on his way to my door.

Needless to say, I was not pleased.

I opened the door for him because I knew that no door can keep out Agent Coulson--he's too fantastic--and I pretty much started yelling at him the second he waltzed into my house. Because HELLO you can't just show up at someone's house when they've pretty much told you to go away, and also expect them to go who-knows-where-but-it's-probably-dangerous with you for who-knows-how-long-and-may-miss-everything-important. But he just smiled at me and asked if I was ready to go.
"No, I'm not going!" I yelled. "I just want to be at home!"
And again, he just smiled at me.
"Talk to your parents about it. I have some things I need to do, and then I'll be back to pick you up."

Basically, Coulson is a jerk.

So then I was standing in the kitchen talking to my parents, telling them all about how I didn't want to go and why it was an awful idea. I was tired. I wanted to be at home. I just didn't feel like it. All that junk.

And then my parents got real deep.

"Kylie, we want to let you know that whatever you choose, we will respect your decision."
(AWESOME TEN POINTS TO KYLIE)
"But--"
(NO STOP PARENTS)
"We want you to consider the fact that they wouldn't keep asking you to help out on these missions unless you had something important to contribute."

I stood there for a few minutes thinking about how wrong they were when I realized they were right.
"Huh," I said, still considering everything, "I guess so. I mean, they're not asking me along for my physical abilities, I know that. Maybe they really do need me."

So, when that jerk Coulson came back and I gave him my answer, he just smiled and said "Yeah. I know."

And just like that, I was on a plane flying to--I think--some European country.

The rest of the dream is a little fuzzy after that. There was some guy who ran some sort of corporation who wore too much leopard print/ and kicked us out. We got stuck in the foyer because the elevators wouldn't work and I was somehow able to teleport outside onto the rooftop right next to whatever floor of the giant skyscraper we were on. There were weird monster hybrid things attacking the city and Coulson told me I had to start fighting them off even though I couldn't fight at all and had no physical skills. I was looking at the closest half-scorpion, half-lion thing, trying to figure out what I could do to stop it when I saw Amanda standing not too far away, also assessing the situation. We made a "game plan" (and by game plan I mean "hey I'm going to get a running start, jump on the thing's back, and start punching it in the head so you just jump in and start throwing punches when you feel ready") and I was just leaping on to the thing's back when my alarm went off and I cried because my dream was AWESOME and I didn't want it to end.




So basically the moral of the story is "never question a SHIELD agent."