Fic: Gen: Strange Dreams, G, Indiana Jones
Apr. 9th, 2012 09:16 pmTitle: Strange Dreams
Author:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
alexcat
Fandom: Indiana Jones
Type: Gen
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters nor do I profit from their use.
Warnings:None
Beta: None
Characters: Henry Junior
Archive: Ao3, Alex’s Story Book
Author’s Note: This is not taken from a scene in the movie(s)… it’s just a dream, after all.
Spoilers: Not really.
Summary: Henry has a scary dream.
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STRANGE DREAMS
Henry Jones Junior knew he was a lucky boy. Hr got to travel all over the world with his parents and Miss Seymour, but he sure didn’t feel lucky sitting here in his room here in Cairo conjugating Latin verbs while his mother and father were exploring the city with their guide.
He got tired of the verbs and sprawled out on his bed. Soon he was riding across the desert on a white horse, dressed in robes like the men he’d seen the day before wore. He was running from someone, but who?
He saw a man with an eye patch coming after him and he rode harder. He still couldn’t quite figure out what was happening. It was as if he’d been dropped in a story half told.
The man shouted something at him in what he thought was German. He didn’t understand it but understood that the man meant him harm,
He had to get away. He couldn’t let the object fall into the hands of ---
“Henry! Wake up. Your parents are back and it’s time for dinner.” Miss Seymour shook him gently.
“I finished my verbs, ma’am,” he said as he bolted upright in the bed.
“I know you did. Are you all right?”
“I just had the strangest dream …”
~end~
Author:
alexcat Fandom: Indiana Jones
Type: Gen
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters nor do I profit from their use.
Warnings:None
Beta: None
Characters: Henry Junior
Archive: Ao3, Alex’s Story Book
Author’s Note: This is not taken from a scene in the movie(s)… it’s just a dream, after all.
Spoilers: Not really.
Summary: Henry has a scary dream.
~~~
STRANGE DREAMS
Henry Jones Junior knew he was a lucky boy. Hr got to travel all over the world with his parents and Miss Seymour, but he sure didn’t feel lucky sitting here in his room here in Cairo conjugating Latin verbs while his mother and father were exploring the city with their guide.
He got tired of the verbs and sprawled out on his bed. Soon he was riding across the desert on a white horse, dressed in robes like the men he’d seen the day before wore. He was running from someone, but who?
He saw a man with an eye patch coming after him and he rode harder. He still couldn’t quite figure out what was happening. It was as if he’d been dropped in a story half told.
The man shouted something at him in what he thought was German. He didn’t understand it but understood that the man meant him harm,
He had to get away. He couldn’t let the object fall into the hands of ---
“Henry! Wake up. Your parents are back and it’s time for dinner.” Miss Seymour shook him gently.
“I finished my verbs, ma’am,” he said as he bolted upright in the bed.
“I know you did. Are you all right?”
“I just had the strangest dream …”
~end~
