Okay, so I didn't write about my dream. Sorry. Maybe I'll tell you later. In any case, here is some flash fiction to tide you over.

Unfortunately

The brain transplant between his sister and Zippy the Dog was not going as Jeremy had planned. In his basement laboratory, in the midst of the operation, Jeremy's mother started the washing mashine, adding extra bleach to remove the chemical stains before she went back upstairs. Unheeded by Jeremy, the machine belched forth a wave of phosphorescent soapy water which slid like a silent assasin towards the wall socket. At the critical moment, the basement plunged into darkness. The blue electric crackling of the switches was extinguished. When the lights flickered on again, Jeremy discovered that the python cage was open and empty, his sister had turned into an albino, and Zippy the Dog was reciting "The Merchant of Venice" in an English accent. Needless to say, Jeremy's dessert priviledges were suspended indefinitely.