[title]Quest Completed - Mike the SG[/title]
[ND]It all started out in a supermarket. There were shelves filled with various products, but I was after the cereal. Trix cereal to be exact. 
Hadn’t had it in a long time and it’d be a nice change. At the very top shelf were a few boxes, and I grabbed one.
“All right… milk.” I thought to myself. “Do we have enough milk at home? Not sure, I should call. Dang it, no pockets in these pants. Don’t have my cell phone with me…” [com]Interesting thoughts, I know. 
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To the right were a few oddly shaped bottles of milk. I wondered why they weren’t in a cold section of the store, but looked anyway. “Ah, I see.” It was baby milk! Ah, I needed regular stuff. In the back I guessed… but then I saw my mom rushing out of the store in that quick walk of her’s holding a gallon. She was leaving without me! 
I double timed to catch up with her and found that we had gotten a new car. 
It reminded me of a go kart, but shaped more like a car and bigger. The seats were cushioned and very comfortable. Two people could ride at the same time, though there was no steering wheel. 
To stretch my legs out would leave my feet laying flat on the ground. In the back was a large glass or plastic piece that could come down and act as a cover if needed.
We started driving, though without a wheel, and stopped at the light. A little old lady in a blue car rolled down her window and asked, “Does Anthony still have his smile?” I replied before she could even get ‘smile’ out, “Yes.” [com]Anybody know an Anthony?[/com][/ND]
[LD]jump
I’m now driving by the duck pond in the same go kart-like vehicle. My mom disappeared and was replaced with Mike, the reoccuring DC with black hair. 
My ‘soul’ was catapulted out of my body and I watched what events unfolded without my mind to keep myself on track. Who was that? He looked familiar… Bruno? Nah, he has brownish hair.
Unfortunetly, my body can’t last two seconds without me. 
The only thing left to control it was my bad side. It was composed of all my faults, things such as stubborness, greed, selfishness, hate. Stuff I usually stomp out of myself for the sake of people being happy.
Anyhoo, we (my body and Mike) passed by a large light pole. I stuck my hand out and grabbed ahold of it, spinning us in circles. Mike finally got the engine to shut down and looked at me with wide-open eyes. He didn’t seem angry, just a bit dazzled. I (my body, who we’ll refer to as Wolf 2) got out and started pummeling him for no apparent reason. Surprisingly he didn’t fight back, just held up his arms in defense. He was about my size, so he could give me a challenge if he wanted to. 
With one last smack I beat him down to the ground. “Get… up… and fight!” I yelled at him. My soul (Wolf 1) was watching everything and I thought, “What is wrong with you? [com](meaning W2)[/com] He’s done nothing wrong and you’re hurting him!”
Mike got up, but didn’t fight. Instead, he pointed out the odd lights in the sky. It looked as of a bunch of Christmas decorations and flown away from their houses and into the night sky. At first I wondered if they were fireworks, but they streaked across the sky very quickly and I decided they must have been actually Xmas lights. [com]Yup, that makes peeeeerfect sense. 
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Aight, enough of that. Wolf 2 wasn’t very into the ‘patience’ thing and didn’t want to stare at the stars all night. (though they were very beautiful to me) “Stupid living corpse,” I thought. Obvious DSs and yet it still won’t get lucid. 
My body pushed my friend out of the way and started walking home. “Wait-” he yelled. “We have to go to my house!”
“Why should I listen to you?” W2 scowled rudely.
“I show up all the time… show you obvious dream signs that you ignore…” he said in a friendly, goofing way.
Awwwwwww dang. My soul got it before my body did. My SG! I reeeally wanted W2 to apologize for everything, but he scoffed instead.
jump
We’re all inside Mike’s house. My mind told me that it was somewhere in the col-de-sac near the pond, one of the end places to the northeast side. "All right, now that you FINALLY understand that I’m your guide [com](he had one of those playful looks on his face that makes you want to punch him for fun 
)[/com], I’ll introduce you to my family.
In came two BIG dogs. Not sure what kind they were, but they were fluffy and looked to be part St. Bernard. They had brown marks and huge grins on their faces. “This is Peanut Butter,” he said, pointing to the one with a lighter shade of brown. “And this is French Toast.”
W2 seemed more mellowed out and like myself by now. I was still hovering above the scene, but he wasn’t as bad. “How the heck did you get those names?”
“Well watch what happens when I sprinkle the sugar from french toast on his head.”
He grabbed a piece that magically appeared in my hand and shook it over the dog. Nothing. “Bleh, not enough sugar.” He threw it down for them to eat.
“Hey! I was going to eat that!”
Looking again at the scene I found that everyone was younger. PB and FT both were puppies, and Mike looked to be about 6. I hadn’t changed much in looks except that I was a bit shorter and chubbier. Elizabeth (my neighbor) came in, her too looking young, holding a giant bunch of bananas. She held them near the back door and the dogs looked afraid. “They’re used to potty train them,” she explained. How, exactly, I didn’t know.
jump
I arrived at a coffee house with Mike. I was once again in my body, thank the Lord. We looked to be in our twenties though, a bit older. He told me that we should relax a bit, since I’d be waking soon anyway. A cup of java appeared on the table. He dunked a marshmellow, it turned brown. He handed it to me and it was delicious. [/LD]
[com]From here you can see how much I hate some of my faults.
“–Fear that one’s actions hurt other people or cause bad things to happen”
and
“–Inappropriate sexual and aggressive thoughts and images”
Those two showed up the most, and it made me really uncomfortable to not be able to control them. ><;
Fun though, finally met my SG. 
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…and in all 3 I remember to search for my SG 
… but alas my SG seems to be very illusive … I’ve typed up all 3 LD’s in my DJ 
… had a fourth attempt today but it seems that my SG still doesn’t want to meet me… ah well … at least I learnt my SG is male …