Arrow dreams, second night running
Sep. 30th, 2013 03:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethI dreamed a Sentinel/Guide AU of Arrow. Tommy Merlyn was a Guide, and he'd volunteered to meet me off the plane as part of his new and improved Responsible Human impression.
... oh hell, I just looked up how to spell his name right and saw a great big spoiler I did not want to see. Especially since I'd just decided he's most interesting. Great.
ANYway...
Tommy Merlyn as a Guide, unbonded in his late 20s, helping a fragile Sentinel out as part of his being an actual person plan. I was me, still disabled, just with Sentinel powers as well, so I could be freaked out by the vacuum cleaner from miles away and wouldn't notice cars because of zone outs. Guides tended to be helpful and polite and very, very distant, unless they actually liked the idea of a short weak Sentinel who would be totally dependent on them, in which case it would be me keeping my distance. So I'd never had a long term Guide. But I met this guy and he's really very shiny and he smells good and oh look holding hands now that's totally a helpful thing... and basically I'm in that happy stage of just having met someone where they seem awesome and I want to keep them, but I know next to nothing about him. And I know me and I'm trying to remind me that 'keep him' is not an option, and I just need to get to the conference, and I should really concentrate, and did I mention he smells nice? Cause he really did.
We leave the airport and it's actually the Forum in Norwich, which is a big glass and steel building, only it has giant escalators down it like Heathrow. Outside there's some kind of big event, speeches and cheering, probably political. Merlyn manuevers me around the edges and we head towards the taxi rank down by Tesco Extra. I have to really concentrate on him to avoid getting lost in all the input from the crowd and the market and the shiny new to me buildings. That's what Guides are for so it's totally not creeping on him.
We get to the taxi place and it is for the minute empty, so he brings me to a bench and then gets his phone out to call for a ride, only with the crowd and the market stalls and all it's noisy so he steps around the corner to hear the phone better.
... and does not come back.
So, if I was in a bad mood, I'd have probably thought he got one look at me and decided, no. But he doesn't even know me that well and we only walked a couple hundred yards and also he's just too pretty to give up on that quickly.
Awesome Sentinel powers to the rescue!
So then there was a lot of running around in tunnels. Norwich apparently has some very cool underground structures, but I've not been in waking life, so these were just the usual mish mash of non places. Also it's dark, cold, and stinky, so this would be a tough challenge even for an adept Sentinel. But Tommy's spirit animal turns up, his Merlin, and I track him, and find Tommy, and he's being tortured. I'm on an upper level and I can see him but I'm far enough out they could only detect me if they had a Sentinel. Or CCTV. Either works. But, I've probably been sneaky enough. The problem is, now, I'm still 5' 4", clumsy, terrible at the martial arts I did study for years, and unable to use ranged weapons because I'm not good enough at controlling my senses to be sure that what I'm looking at and what the gun is aimed at actually match right then. I have all the must-protect instincts, and I can see exactly how much bad is happening, but if I go charging in I'm just going to get myself messily dead. So, time to call for backup.
But while I'm waiting for the police and ambulance to get there, Tommy is getting hurt worse, and I'm getting really, really annoyed. My spirit animal turns up and starts growling and it's just this continuous low rumble of you will imminently regret your life choices. Tommy's Merlin is kind of dive bombing the torturers, but they can't see the spirit realm so they're mostly just getting stabbing headaches and it's only pissing them off. Which means they do worse to Tommy, harder. And then he stops breathing.
I've only just met the guy, but I can't just stand there watching him die, and I know there's one thing I can do about this. My spirit animal bounds down to meet Tommy's and they merge in a burst of light.
So, next thing I'm really clear on, me and Merlyn are both in hospital, in a private room together, and the nurses have given up on trying to make me be further away than arms reach. His injuries are healing super fast, and the hospital's Sentinel and Guide pair (who would be awesomely useful) have confirmed that we're a bonded pair now. And Tommy still hasn't woken up, so, this is kind of ... awkward.
But I don't have time to feel guilty or whatever, because there keep being people all wanting to touch My Guide, and it's possible I'm a teensy overloaded, but I felt I was doing fairly well to allow in people specifically tasked with his care. I had learned them and hadn't growled at them for hours. Winning.
But then his father turns up. And he's all 'I will be taking over now'. And he's a Sentinel.
No. Way.
So actually, legally, he is no longer Next of Kin. (Which leaves so much room for abuse. I just met Tommy, and suddenly, because our spirit animals did a mystical, I have authority over his medical decisions? Messed up. Except, because our spirit animals did a mystical, him dying could actually kill me, so the alternatives are differently messed up.) But being CEO Merlyn he tries to walk in and take over Tommy's care, or rather, from his point of view, he has done that, and I'm just going to be brushed aside if I'm yappy. Yet I won't let him through the doorway, because I just really don't like this guy. I'm trying to figure out why, and I watch his spirit animal, which is also a Merlin but different colors. It's like an emoticon, being big and cranky at me, while Merlyn senior is just kind of looking down his nose at me with a little wrinkle like I'm stinky. So I take a breath and I think he's stinky and I just get real stubborn.
Which, logically, not going to work out well for me, him being substantial taller and actually any good at all at fighting. But my spirit animal is still on high alert, and she pads up behind him, rears up, and sets her paws on his shoulders.
He feels it. And as a Sentinel he knows exactly how dangerous whatever is breathing on the back of his neck now can be, and also that Tommy's life right now depends on her. So, he backs down.
Reckon he'd make some comment about leaving me to pay the bills, if I'm going to be Tommy's protector now, but money is a bit abstract for a day like that, so I wouldn't stress about it right then. Too busy holding Merlyn's hand and watching the progress on his healing.
When the police get there (Laurel's dad, of course) I have to make a statement. In coherent people words. Which would not be my forte at the time. But when I told them my day I'd get as far as kicking Merlyn senior out and by then I'd have realised what was bugging me: he smelt familiar. Not as in family, not just smelling his connection to Tommy, but as in, I'd already smelt him that day. Only problem is, I'd only just arrived in the city, and I'd walked a few hundred yards before things went very wrong. I doubted I could have pulled anyone's scent from the crowd outside the airport, but the only other place I'd been with people? Where Tommy was tortured.
Smells are not admissable evidence in court. But I did not trust that guy one little bit.
Laurel's dad wouldn't be liking me very much right then... hmmm, unless he wants Laurel to dump Tommy? No, even then, it's different if someone tries to swoop in and claim him while he's unconscious. Really, from the point of view of just about everyone, I'm being very creepy to this guy. It's just I'm also healing him and saved his life. So everyone would be watching me pretty close.
I was just waiting for a chance to curl up next to Merlyn and get as much skin contact as wouldn't hit anything that still hurt. My Guide. Keeps.
So I dozed off like that, and then jolted awake to awareness of Sentinel, and tried to spring up into a defensive posture... failed utterly, nearly faceplanted off the edge of the bed, got caught on the way down and set back on my feet, between the newcomer and Tommy, though he stepped aside to get a clear view.
Oliver. Also a Sentinel.
And now Tommy woke up too, so there can finally be coherent conversation on all this.
So this being a dream, it kind of wandered off after that, where Sentinel me had to go look stuff up in the library and was trying to find different animals from just having seen them, possibly for identifying spirit animals. (The RSPB page on Merlins has one black and white form for female/juvenile and one blue and brown one for mature males. So if the two generations looked different Tommy either has a female spirit animal or is still juvenile at nearly 30. Neither of which would impress his father.) There were big white cats (snow leopards!) and awesome white snakes (I haven't found those yet, hard to find, esp when might be a variant of like any other snake. it had kind of barbed scales? it was annoying, not finding it while asleep.)
But, thinking about it:
Malcolm Merlyn is a Sentinel, and his son is not. Also, this being my dream, Tommy was my favourite height ie kind of in reach of me, so he was also smaller and not very martial at all. His father seems epically unimpressed with him. There's also no one in the show who particularly seems like Merlyn's guide, so he's getting along fine without one.
In my head being a Sentinel is genetic but being a Guide is more of a choice. None of that mystical born for each other stuff, what a Sentinel needs is someone they can remain focused on, someone calm and sociable, someone who can be a buffer between their hair triggered defences and the tribe they're supposed to protect. Tommy seems like a nice, sociable kind of guy, usually trying to help people if you count parties as helping. So he's got some useful qualities. But the other thing that would be useful in Guides is to be as strong on the spirit level as Sentinels are on the physical level. Sentinels handle the earthly, Guides can be more shamanic. Being a shaman is a bit of a combination of born for it and choosing it, maybe like being an artist, like you maybe have a way of seeing the world but you don't have to dedicate your life to it. But if Tommy actually deliberately went into the mystical stuff? I don't see that playing well in modern America, even a modern America where Sentinels and Guides are routine common knowledge.
So, say Tommy's mom was Malcolm's guide. She dies, Malcolm goes off the deep end. I'm only on disc three so I don't know the circumstances, but as far as Tommy knows, she got killed and it sucked and Malcolm left for a year. So when Malcolm gets back he has no Guide and goes on about how he's stronger that way, how it all taught them a valuable lesson, they don't need Guides. Only, Tommy wants to grow up to be like his mom. Or, to put it another way, epically not like his dad. So what his dad keeps telling him is he doesn't need him, that in fact nobody really needs him, they'd all be stronger standing alone, better off without him, etc etc. He's teaching the kid he's a hanger on. It's nasty.
Then Tommy gets a best friend: Oliver Queen. He's got the genetics to be a Sentinel, but absolutely no desire to do the kind of stereotypical jobs. Like, what use are super senses to a potential CEO? And Malcolm Merlyn could be a role model for that, except he knows him through Tommy and from Tommy's point of view, so he really and sincerely does not want to grow up to be that guy.
And then the island happens, and his choices are few. To survive, he's pretty much that guy.
So he comes home, and he's a Sentinel with no Guide, and his best friend is a Guide... and he keeps trying to encourage him to go off with his ex girlfriend instead.
So when they were younger, they were both party guys and kind of useless, and then they try and be responsible, but the secrets stop Oliver from connecting, and from Tommy's point of view he's still being treated as kind of surplus to requirements. But he's decided to be helpful to the community instead, he's helping with the fundraisers and using his ability to connect with a lot of different people to get things done. That's actually pretty good Guide stuff. Plus while nightclubs aren't exactly great for conversation, they would be a way to reach a whole set of people who wouldn't necessarily go to people who'd clearly set themselves up as helpful. So he could be helpful, but still make it look like he's playing, and that would make him helpful to people the others aren't reaching. Useful.
If he helped with Oliver's crusade, it would also still be useful, because he'd be connecting to one layer of society, and Dig would connect to another. But it's not Tommy who gets let in to that, just Dig. Only Dig has more of a Sentinel attitude. I don't know though, if he knew letting himself be sniffed would be helpful, he'd probably do that, just stay, like, professional about it. Which in my head is kind of hilarious.
Sentinel's spirit guides aren't around all the time like daemons, or they aren't supposed to be. Maybe Malcolm Merlyn's was because Malcolm was kind of messed up? Like, it kept trying to bounce him back on track, but he really thinks he's already there, so it's just getting crankier.
I'm only guessing what the big plan is, but I can imagine Merlyn senior thinking he's gone Batman, and planning to get rid of all the criminals at once. That's a perfectly good protect the tribe plan, if you define your tribe too small in the first place.
Tommy would mix with more people, even if only in the context of getting wasted with them.
So it's different angles on protect/defend/revenge but with an added emphasis on social connection and that whole spirit guide level.
I know that usually fanfic wouldn't want to add a me, but I like the idea of a Sentinel who just isn't going to be Jim Ellison or any kind of physical superhero, who has the abilities but uses them differently. Like, librarian/researcher with very acute senses? It seems like that wouldn't be very helpful. It's not a very necessary timesaver to be able to read the spines on books the other side of the library. But what if you're only interested in systematised knowledge in nice tidy written form? That's a reasonable reaction as a refuge from a Sentinel's senses. It's very loud bright stinky in the modern world, and while having a Guide there all the time to help might make it tolerable maybe, that might seem like a waste of the Guide's time if you can just hole up in a library and know every inch of your topic area. So it's people who get the powers but won't be defined by them.
That kind of attitude could give lots of angles on other characters. That'd be a useful OC.
Also, getting accidentally soulbonded to save your life? You suddenly have this person totally dependent on you and only you. Possibly a bit more responsibility than one intended to pick up? Potential to reveal character there as well. Especially if there's already very strong social relationships this is going to crash into.
But I'm pretty sure this is the kind of thing that is too specific to file the serial numbers off without a ton of work, and too OC focused to be much use as a fanfic. Or at least much read as a fanfic.
:-/
Fun to dream though.
... oh hell, I just looked up how to spell his name right and saw a great big spoiler I did not want to see. Especially since I'd just decided he's most interesting. Great.
ANYway...
Tommy Merlyn as a Guide, unbonded in his late 20s, helping a fragile Sentinel out as part of his being an actual person plan. I was me, still disabled, just with Sentinel powers as well, so I could be freaked out by the vacuum cleaner from miles away and wouldn't notice cars because of zone outs. Guides tended to be helpful and polite and very, very distant, unless they actually liked the idea of a short weak Sentinel who would be totally dependent on them, in which case it would be me keeping my distance. So I'd never had a long term Guide. But I met this guy and he's really very shiny and he smells good and oh look holding hands now that's totally a helpful thing... and basically I'm in that happy stage of just having met someone where they seem awesome and I want to keep them, but I know next to nothing about him. And I know me and I'm trying to remind me that 'keep him' is not an option, and I just need to get to the conference, and I should really concentrate, and did I mention he smells nice? Cause he really did.
We leave the airport and it's actually the Forum in Norwich, which is a big glass and steel building, only it has giant escalators down it like Heathrow. Outside there's some kind of big event, speeches and cheering, probably political. Merlyn manuevers me around the edges and we head towards the taxi rank down by Tesco Extra. I have to really concentrate on him to avoid getting lost in all the input from the crowd and the market and the shiny new to me buildings. That's what Guides are for so it's totally not creeping on him.
We get to the taxi place and it is for the minute empty, so he brings me to a bench and then gets his phone out to call for a ride, only with the crowd and the market stalls and all it's noisy so he steps around the corner to hear the phone better.
... and does not come back.
So, if I was in a bad mood, I'd have probably thought he got one look at me and decided, no. But he doesn't even know me that well and we only walked a couple hundred yards and also he's just too pretty to give up on that quickly.
Awesome Sentinel powers to the rescue!
So then there was a lot of running around in tunnels. Norwich apparently has some very cool underground structures, but I've not been in waking life, so these were just the usual mish mash of non places. Also it's dark, cold, and stinky, so this would be a tough challenge even for an adept Sentinel. But Tommy's spirit animal turns up, his Merlin, and I track him, and find Tommy, and he's being tortured. I'm on an upper level and I can see him but I'm far enough out they could only detect me if they had a Sentinel. Or CCTV. Either works. But, I've probably been sneaky enough. The problem is, now, I'm still 5' 4", clumsy, terrible at the martial arts I did study for years, and unable to use ranged weapons because I'm not good enough at controlling my senses to be sure that what I'm looking at and what the gun is aimed at actually match right then. I have all the must-protect instincts, and I can see exactly how much bad is happening, but if I go charging in I'm just going to get myself messily dead. So, time to call for backup.
But while I'm waiting for the police and ambulance to get there, Tommy is getting hurt worse, and I'm getting really, really annoyed. My spirit animal turns up and starts growling and it's just this continuous low rumble of you will imminently regret your life choices. Tommy's Merlin is kind of dive bombing the torturers, but they can't see the spirit realm so they're mostly just getting stabbing headaches and it's only pissing them off. Which means they do worse to Tommy, harder. And then he stops breathing.
I've only just met the guy, but I can't just stand there watching him die, and I know there's one thing I can do about this. My spirit animal bounds down to meet Tommy's and they merge in a burst of light.
So, next thing I'm really clear on, me and Merlyn are both in hospital, in a private room together, and the nurses have given up on trying to make me be further away than arms reach. His injuries are healing super fast, and the hospital's Sentinel and Guide pair (who would be awesomely useful) have confirmed that we're a bonded pair now. And Tommy still hasn't woken up, so, this is kind of ... awkward.
But I don't have time to feel guilty or whatever, because there keep being people all wanting to touch My Guide, and it's possible I'm a teensy overloaded, but I felt I was doing fairly well to allow in people specifically tasked with his care. I had learned them and hadn't growled at them for hours. Winning.
But then his father turns up. And he's all 'I will be taking over now'. And he's a Sentinel.
No. Way.
So actually, legally, he is no longer Next of Kin. (Which leaves so much room for abuse. I just met Tommy, and suddenly, because our spirit animals did a mystical, I have authority over his medical decisions? Messed up. Except, because our spirit animals did a mystical, him dying could actually kill me, so the alternatives are differently messed up.) But being CEO Merlyn he tries to walk in and take over Tommy's care, or rather, from his point of view, he has done that, and I'm just going to be brushed aside if I'm yappy. Yet I won't let him through the doorway, because I just really don't like this guy. I'm trying to figure out why, and I watch his spirit animal, which is also a Merlin but different colors. It's like an emoticon, being big and cranky at me, while Merlyn senior is just kind of looking down his nose at me with a little wrinkle like I'm stinky. So I take a breath and I think he's stinky and I just get real stubborn.
Which, logically, not going to work out well for me, him being substantial taller and actually any good at all at fighting. But my spirit animal is still on high alert, and she pads up behind him, rears up, and sets her paws on his shoulders.
He feels it. And as a Sentinel he knows exactly how dangerous whatever is breathing on the back of his neck now can be, and also that Tommy's life right now depends on her. So, he backs down.
Reckon he'd make some comment about leaving me to pay the bills, if I'm going to be Tommy's protector now, but money is a bit abstract for a day like that, so I wouldn't stress about it right then. Too busy holding Merlyn's hand and watching the progress on his healing.
When the police get there (Laurel's dad, of course) I have to make a statement. In coherent people words. Which would not be my forte at the time. But when I told them my day I'd get as far as kicking Merlyn senior out and by then I'd have realised what was bugging me: he smelt familiar. Not as in family, not just smelling his connection to Tommy, but as in, I'd already smelt him that day. Only problem is, I'd only just arrived in the city, and I'd walked a few hundred yards before things went very wrong. I doubted I could have pulled anyone's scent from the crowd outside the airport, but the only other place I'd been with people? Where Tommy was tortured.
Smells are not admissable evidence in court. But I did not trust that guy one little bit.
Laurel's dad wouldn't be liking me very much right then... hmmm, unless he wants Laurel to dump Tommy? No, even then, it's different if someone tries to swoop in and claim him while he's unconscious. Really, from the point of view of just about everyone, I'm being very creepy to this guy. It's just I'm also healing him and saved his life. So everyone would be watching me pretty close.
I was just waiting for a chance to curl up next to Merlyn and get as much skin contact as wouldn't hit anything that still hurt. My Guide. Keeps.
So I dozed off like that, and then jolted awake to awareness of Sentinel, and tried to spring up into a defensive posture... failed utterly, nearly faceplanted off the edge of the bed, got caught on the way down and set back on my feet, between the newcomer and Tommy, though he stepped aside to get a clear view.
Oliver. Also a Sentinel.
And now Tommy woke up too, so there can finally be coherent conversation on all this.
So this being a dream, it kind of wandered off after that, where Sentinel me had to go look stuff up in the library and was trying to find different animals from just having seen them, possibly for identifying spirit animals. (The RSPB page on Merlins has one black and white form for female/juvenile and one blue and brown one for mature males. So if the two generations looked different Tommy either has a female spirit animal or is still juvenile at nearly 30. Neither of which would impress his father.) There were big white cats (snow leopards!) and awesome white snakes (I haven't found those yet, hard to find, esp when might be a variant of like any other snake. it had kind of barbed scales? it was annoying, not finding it while asleep.)
But, thinking about it:
Malcolm Merlyn is a Sentinel, and his son is not. Also, this being my dream, Tommy was my favourite height ie kind of in reach of me, so he was also smaller and not very martial at all. His father seems epically unimpressed with him. There's also no one in the show who particularly seems like Merlyn's guide, so he's getting along fine without one.
In my head being a Sentinel is genetic but being a Guide is more of a choice. None of that mystical born for each other stuff, what a Sentinel needs is someone they can remain focused on, someone calm and sociable, someone who can be a buffer between their hair triggered defences and the tribe they're supposed to protect. Tommy seems like a nice, sociable kind of guy, usually trying to help people if you count parties as helping. So he's got some useful qualities. But the other thing that would be useful in Guides is to be as strong on the spirit level as Sentinels are on the physical level. Sentinels handle the earthly, Guides can be more shamanic. Being a shaman is a bit of a combination of born for it and choosing it, maybe like being an artist, like you maybe have a way of seeing the world but you don't have to dedicate your life to it. But if Tommy actually deliberately went into the mystical stuff? I don't see that playing well in modern America, even a modern America where Sentinels and Guides are routine common knowledge.
So, say Tommy's mom was Malcolm's guide. She dies, Malcolm goes off the deep end. I'm only on disc three so I don't know the circumstances, but as far as Tommy knows, she got killed and it sucked and Malcolm left for a year. So when Malcolm gets back he has no Guide and goes on about how he's stronger that way, how it all taught them a valuable lesson, they don't need Guides. Only, Tommy wants to grow up to be like his mom. Or, to put it another way, epically not like his dad. So what his dad keeps telling him is he doesn't need him, that in fact nobody really needs him, they'd all be stronger standing alone, better off without him, etc etc. He's teaching the kid he's a hanger on. It's nasty.
Then Tommy gets a best friend: Oliver Queen. He's got the genetics to be a Sentinel, but absolutely no desire to do the kind of stereotypical jobs. Like, what use are super senses to a potential CEO? And Malcolm Merlyn could be a role model for that, except he knows him through Tommy and from Tommy's point of view, so he really and sincerely does not want to grow up to be that guy.
And then the island happens, and his choices are few. To survive, he's pretty much that guy.
So he comes home, and he's a Sentinel with no Guide, and his best friend is a Guide... and he keeps trying to encourage him to go off with his ex girlfriend instead.
So when they were younger, they were both party guys and kind of useless, and then they try and be responsible, but the secrets stop Oliver from connecting, and from Tommy's point of view he's still being treated as kind of surplus to requirements. But he's decided to be helpful to the community instead, he's helping with the fundraisers and using his ability to connect with a lot of different people to get things done. That's actually pretty good Guide stuff. Plus while nightclubs aren't exactly great for conversation, they would be a way to reach a whole set of people who wouldn't necessarily go to people who'd clearly set themselves up as helpful. So he could be helpful, but still make it look like he's playing, and that would make him helpful to people the others aren't reaching. Useful.
If he helped with Oliver's crusade, it would also still be useful, because he'd be connecting to one layer of society, and Dig would connect to another. But it's not Tommy who gets let in to that, just Dig. Only Dig has more of a Sentinel attitude. I don't know though, if he knew letting himself be sniffed would be helpful, he'd probably do that, just stay, like, professional about it. Which in my head is kind of hilarious.
Sentinel's spirit guides aren't around all the time like daemons, or they aren't supposed to be. Maybe Malcolm Merlyn's was because Malcolm was kind of messed up? Like, it kept trying to bounce him back on track, but he really thinks he's already there, so it's just getting crankier.
I'm only guessing what the big plan is, but I can imagine Merlyn senior thinking he's gone Batman, and planning to get rid of all the criminals at once. That's a perfectly good protect the tribe plan, if you define your tribe too small in the first place.
Tommy would mix with more people, even if only in the context of getting wasted with them.
So it's different angles on protect/defend/revenge but with an added emphasis on social connection and that whole spirit guide level.
I know that usually fanfic wouldn't want to add a me, but I like the idea of a Sentinel who just isn't going to be Jim Ellison or any kind of physical superhero, who has the abilities but uses them differently. Like, librarian/researcher with very acute senses? It seems like that wouldn't be very helpful. It's not a very necessary timesaver to be able to read the spines on books the other side of the library. But what if you're only interested in systematised knowledge in nice tidy written form? That's a reasonable reaction as a refuge from a Sentinel's senses. It's very loud bright stinky in the modern world, and while having a Guide there all the time to help might make it tolerable maybe, that might seem like a waste of the Guide's time if you can just hole up in a library and know every inch of your topic area. So it's people who get the powers but won't be defined by them.
That kind of attitude could give lots of angles on other characters. That'd be a useful OC.
Also, getting accidentally soulbonded to save your life? You suddenly have this person totally dependent on you and only you. Possibly a bit more responsibility than one intended to pick up? Potential to reveal character there as well. Especially if there's already very strong social relationships this is going to crash into.
But I'm pretty sure this is the kind of thing that is too specific to file the serial numbers off without a ton of work, and too OC focused to be much use as a fanfic. Or at least much read as a fanfic.
:-/
Fun to dream though.