I was preparing for a family event back home in pennsylvania. My job was to do something with dunking some chinese food things in a soy sauce-type mixture. I accidentally dunked my pants or shirt, so I had to go to the bathroom to rinse out the stain. On the way there, I saw our first family guest, my great uncle, or something like that. I apologized because I couldn't stick around to meet him and continued to the bathroom.

When I arrived, there was some sort of strange shower head. It was a round bar/tube the stuck up from the ground to about my stomach and spouted water like a fountain. While I was attempting to use this to rinse my pants, Bonnie (my sister's mother-in-law) came in and said how much she liked that showerhead because it was just the right height for her.

Then all the guests arrived and began to sit down at long tables that were set up in the bathroom, which actually stretched out into a long hall. I sat with my sister, I think, but then noticed that everyone was sitting with people they already knew, which wouldn't help people get to know one another.

I have to mention that I actually have a very small family, but there were many people here. I was particularly excited because there were some guys in the family about my age (something I never had before). So I got up and sat with those guys, who were talking in some sort of british accent, or maybe irish. They were planning all sorts of mischeif, which I kind of liked.

They had change pouches on the table made of velvet, so I put my D&D dice bag on the table as well, but mentioned that it wasn't money. They found it strange that we used different money, and I had an inkling that these family members were from the past, perhaps the rennaissance era.

Somehow it was worked into the conversation that one of them was a prince, and I was suddenly speechless. A prince? in MY family? impossible... But they saw my speechlessness and my almost-falling-out-of-my-chair and asked if I was okay. I simply mentioned that I never knew there was a prince in the family.


Somehow I got from that to a power rangers dream. I was one of the power rangers, and we were searching for some evil rangers. Our power morphers doubled as a communication device, but they didn't seem to be functioning properly. We had to split up to look for them, and I think I was the red ranger because I was searching by myself. I had a bad feeling that they would jump me first because I was alone. I eventually found them laying down under cars in a lot and hid in a stable to contact the others.

When I came out of the stable, the black ranger from the bad side was holding a large chef's knife and waved it at me, and then stuck it in the ground. He signed (in ASL) to me that he and the others had had to wait because they were using a countdown. I swiftly grabbed the knife and thought to threaten him with it. We both stood up and the other evil rangers showed up. At that point I decided just to ask for a hug, and the black ranger hesitantly hugged me. The others were very confused.