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"Virtually"? That does not inspire confidence, Messieurs.

Are you a wizard?

I am not.

Then you won't be able to dectect it *grins*

*headshake, smiling* True enough.

Try it

Go on whats the worst that could happen?

Perhaps you will turn me into a toad, Messieurs. I do not think I will allow you the opportunity.

If we were going to turn you into something

It would be much more funnier then a toad

How about a giant chicken? *laughs*

I would rather you didn't.

Sure you don't want a daydream?

Last chance

Thank you, gentleman, but I think I must decline.

A daydream charm?

Very realistic 30 minute day dream.

Side effects may include drooling or a dazed expression

A day dream about what?

That almost sounds like me on guard duty anyway...

It's you head, it's your dream.

We have no idea what you'll see

Though Fred had a daydraem this morning though, you should of...*Gets punched*

Is it guarantee that it will be a nice dream. Nothing horrid will happen in it?

*smiles*

We do nightmare ones if you want that instead?

Yes it's a guarantee

*grins*

No thank you, I do nightmares perfectly well by myself.

How do I go about purchasing a day dream, then?

You don't

We're letting people sample them today

*George rolls up his sleeve and pulls a rubber ball out his pocket*

Want a go?

~~I'm sure Ray would warn me against taking free samples from strangers.~~

*glances around*

Okay.

Right then, we'll wait for you

Will feel like 30 minutes to you, maybe longer

But will fly past in a few seconds here

Enjoy *throws ball towards him, catching it will cause the daydream to start*

*catches and fumbles ball, but manages to hold on to it*

It's the stream near his father's home. The sky is a bright clear blue and the water flows like a cascade of diamonds tumbling over each other. As he approaches, Ray is laying out a red checked picnic cloth over the grass, flicking it up so that it billows up as it settles over the vibrant green.

Birds sing in counterpoint to the pattern that the trickling stream sets. Smiling to himself, Ren settles on the cloth, taking care to sit in the shade. Ray glances at him briefly, giving him a tender look before begining to lay out the picnic. There are several varieties of cheese, Ren is pleased to notice.

Despite having his jeans rolled up to the knees, the bottoms of Evan's trousers are wet from paddling. With a grin to his half brother, Evan sits down opposite and leans back to bask in the sun.

Ren feels warm and at peace. Everything is where it should be. Evan is talkng softly about a dragonfly he saw and Ray's hand creeps over to find Ren's, fingers weaving together. He gives his hand a squeeze. Straightening up, Evan shoots the couple an honest smile before reaching forwards to take a slice of the flapjack Ren made....

*has glassy vacant eyes and a soft smile*

Fred, do you think we should take this chance to draw on his face?

I think the drool would wipe it off

Yeah your probably right

Plus he'll wake up any minute now

*blinks*

Oh. That was.... Thank you.

*smiles, slightly sadly*

*holds out hand*

As your official tester I think I get one of those.

*grins*

Knew we could rely on you! *Fred beams*

Right, 30 minutes of daydreaming, no nightmares, side effects may include drooling or dazed expression. Ready?

*rolls up his sleeve and takes a rubber ball out his pocket, careful for it not to touch his skin*

I've got nothin' to do for the next half hour. Hit me.

Hit you?

We'll seeing ask you asked so nicely

*both move upto her and stick their legs behind hers, playfully tripped her over, George sittings on her stomach*

*Fred laughs* Careful what you ask for Ace, haven't you ever seen the twilight zone?

You little gits!

*glares at Fred while fighting to get her arms around George*

You knew what I meant.

*when the struggling becomes impossible she collapses in laughter.*

*Georges starts laughing, lightly bouncing up and down to annoy her before moving and getting up*

Sorry, couldn't resist!

*Fred offers a hand to help her up*

People say we're bad influences, you brought that on yourself sis

Sure you want this daydream?

*points finger at George*

You're lucky i didn't have to pee, you bouncing like that boy-o.

*accepts Fred's hand*

Any reason I should be worried, aside from the drool? You said no nightmares, right?

Nope no nightmares

Unless you want some

You might drool a bit though, you should of seen Fred's face this morning!

Stop it!

Want nightmares? Are you bonkers?

I can handle a bit of drool.

You'd be surprised what some people ask for

Right there catch this *throws rubber ball at her*

Soon as you touch it your daydream will start

Enjoy!

Oi! I'm standing u...

*she barely feels herself being caught and lowered to the ground when she is overcome by a rainbow of colors that sort themselves into a beach scene. It's so real she can feel the warm sand between her toes and smell the salt of the ocean*

*both stand there watching her dribble*

Do you think we should get her a bucket Fred?

The water laps at her feet and foam swirls around her ankles. When she looks over her shoulder she can see a trail of footprints in the sand.

"Doro!" Someone's calling her but she can't see them yet. Strange, no one's called her Doro for years.

"Up here Doro." Ace looks up to see someone sitting on top of a boulder. The sun is behind them and she holds her hand up to shade her eyes. It's a woman with long dark hair and skin the color or caramel. When Ace looks into the woman's eyes she breaths in sharply and scrambles to the top of the rock.

"Manisha." Ace embraces her friend, breathing in the spicy smell that reminds her of the place she once thought of as home. She blinks when the beach swirls around them and they are suddenly sitting on the bed in Manisha's childhood bedroom.

"I've missed you Dorothy."

"I've missed you too, 'Nisha. I think of you every day."

"I watch you. Not all of the time, because that's not allowed, but sometimes I get a peak. I'm proud of who you've become." Ace watched the grown woman walk around the room that no longer existed, touching mementos of the childhood they had shared. "My best friend, time traveler and rebel queen."

"Sound's like one of the games we played when we were young, dunnit?" They had been spies, astronauts, wizards, movie stars. Anything that involved adventure and getting away from Perivale.

"We never dreamed of anything as aces as the TARDIS."

"It is bril. Meeting the Professor..."

"It was meant. You always were for bigger things than our naff little town." The room was starting to fade, and Ace knew that nothing would replace it this time.

"You're still the best friend I've ever had, 'Nisha. Not even a Time Lord can replace you."

"Take care of yourself, Doro." A hug that starts with the two of them ends with Ace standing alone.

*Ace keeps her eyes closed for a full minute, not willing to give up the remains of the dream right away. When she could sense Fred and George looking at her she blinks her eyes open*

One of you brats wouldn't have a towel or summit would you? You weren't lying about that drool.

*throws a towel at her head*

Have a good daydream?

Don't suppose you want a nightmare?

Got plenty of my own, thanks

*wipes her mouth and chin, looking down to examine her shirt even though she can feel that it's dry.*

The daydream was more real than I thought it would be. How long was I out?

30 minutes

Excatly

Felt longer than that... or much shorter.

*tosses the towel on the ground* *stands up*

Interesting product.

Thanks

Made it ourselves!

*both beam*