I meant to post this as soon as I woke up, then coffee distracted me.

So kindoftrouble's beautiful Brian icon just reminded me that I dreamed about the QAF cast last night. The cast, not the characters.

Which makes it somehow weirder... except the dream started off weird because I was at some kind of hotel at a smart party, maybe, or a very posh house and I snuck off to have a look around. I remember pushing aside a sliding wall that looked distinctly like the Japanese-style Shoji wall covering on The Sims 2 (guess what I was playing yesterday) and finding a room with a bed, a massive TV, a precarious stack of DVDs and sitting in a leather chair next to them... a guy who my subconcious kept telling me was Prince Philip (no, I don't know either) but who I originally thought looked like a cross between Prince Charles and the Pope. (Clearly my subconcious had it right because I looked at that Wikipedia picture and went !!!!)

He was watching the DVDs and as I walked in the end credits of The Dark Crystal were rolling. I made a polite comment about "Oh I just bought that recently! Isn't it good!" and he said it was okay, he was catching up on stuff he'd been meaning to watch for ages. As he was taking The Dark Crystal out the DVD player, I saw the DVD on top of the pile beside his chair was Shaun of the Dead and immediately started saying how much I loved it, how it's one of my top five films (make_a_move, it is! I don't know if I forgot to mention it when I saw you) and how he absolutely had to watch it, all the time thinking WTF, I'm recommending a zombie film to Prince Philip?!

At which point the sliding wall-door opened again and Gale Harold was like "Oh hi, sorry are we interrupting?" And he, Randy Harrison, Peter Paige and Scott Lowell (yes I just had to wikipedia their names) wandered in, all lay down on the bed and asked what we were watching. Prince Philip just ignored them and started looking through the pile of DVDs for something to watch (I was kind of pissed he didn't want to watch SotD). Clearly bored, Randy Harrison flopped back against the pillows beside Gale Harold and started nuzzling his neck. Somehow my main thought was oh my god they're actually going to make out in front of Prince-freaking-Philip in the shock-horror sense, so clearly I'm a terrible slash fan even in my own subconscious. Gale tried to push him off, halfheartedly, but Randy started kissing the side of his face while Prince Philip threw DVDs away from the pile with more and more annoyance. About the time Gale gave in and started kissing back, Peter Paige made a snarky remark along the lines of "You know Hal might have something to say about this", Prince Philip was turning a shade of purple and...

...and I woke up.

Apparently my subconscious thinks that Prince Philip and a very gay QAF cast shouldbe thrown together for funsies. I DON'T KNOW, IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE A SAY IN THE MATTER.

(Because if I did, I very definitely would not have woken up as Gale Harold started kissing back. Thanks, subconscious.)