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I had a running dream last night.

( And it turned into 'I'll call you. No, seriously, I will.' by the end. )

And then I woke up.

While I was lying there trying to recreate it so I could write it down, I fell asleep and re-dreamed the running part in some context that involved 6-8 year olds and Winnie the Pooh and Piglet and by winning the race, I won some kind of throne for Pooh from a usurper.

Yeah, the second one was . . . infinitely weirder.

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sluggirl pointed me to this SPN fic by lyra_wing, with some hilariously inaccurate Alaskan setting points, but great characterizations and a good-looking plot.

But you guys want to read it for the first seven paragraphs of part 2.

Trust me. :D