Charlie was distracted. How to make make better turrets was a pressing distraction at the moment. He was building sand castles, with this stuff called magic sand. It was all the craze when he was a kid you poured the stuff in water and it solidified. He had a large aquarium of water, a 25 gallon one to be precise. He also had every color of magic sand ever imagined, never mind it had originally only come in the primary colors with mixing directions on how to make others, this was a dream.

So yes, Charlie is dreaming he's playing. There is sadly though, no one to play with today.

She wasn’t sure how she got to this place, but she was there. Perhaps while the other was at play she wandered in and out of other dreamscapes. It had happened before though rarely. Anyone who saw Ally in this dream would know right off that she was not wearing her normal attire. Instead she wore a pink spaghetti strap top and jean shorts and bare feet. Hair was braided in pigtails and her elegant white wings were furled out behind her.

The little girl stopped when she found a man playing with several colors of magic sand and a tank of water was next to him as he built castles. Strange. She’d never seen a grown man play before like that.

”Who are you? Where am I?” She stated quietly a few feet away from the man.

"I'm Charlie, and you are dreaming." He said looking at her when she spoke. He smiled. "Do you like castles?" he asked. He shook an almost empty bottle of blue and frowned. "Be full!" he told it, and it was.

She blinked for a moment as she watched the bottle refill. Make castles? That was something she’d never done before.

”I’ve never made one before.” She stated with a monotonous voice.

His eyes went wide. "You want to?" he asked offering a bottle of purple.

”Alright.” She walked over to him and sat down beside him, taking the bottle of purple sand. After all this was a dream. Not like he could hurt her right?

While it's not entirely true Charlie isn't that way. He continues working on his blue turrets. "Will you pass the turquoise?" he asks once he's done witht he blue. He's decided to make a moat and a drawbridge.

She blinked for a moment before searching for the turquoise. Locating the color she picked it up and passed it over to Charlie, continuing to watch him build a sand castle.

When his castle was done he began working on the surrounding landscape. He wasn't really paying much attention to the angel girl, she was playing politely after all. "How is it you've never made a sand castle?" he asked her.

She shrugged. ”Haven’t been around sand to do so.” The girl looked over the castle that he had just made and was now working on landscape. ”It’s very pretty.”

"Yes, now for some trees....." Charlie says. "Never been around sand? Not even a beach? Where do you live then?" he asks. He picks up the green and begins squirting out little pine trees.

"I live in the city. We are near a beach, but we've never gone. Too busy with work." Her hand was digging into the sand next to her and letting it sift out of her hands through her fingers.

"You look like a kid to me, or is that just how you look when you're dreaming?" Charlie asked her. Work, wasn't child labor illegal?

”When I’m dreaming. I don’t have any clothes with color. It’s all white. Gregory thinks it’s a clean look and blends with the hospital colors.”

"Hmm who's Gregory, your boss? I thought you could wear color in a hospital just not anything that wasn't tasteful, the orderlies had colored scrubs when I lived in a hospital." Charlie said absently. There was something strange about this, but the conversation was slightly confusing to him.

"Should we paly something else, or should I make another tank to play in?" he asked, as the current tank was very full.

"I live with him. Guess you could say he's my boss." Depends on what you call an abductor. It varied.

"He just likes a clean look. His whole house is white to. Guess I needed to match it."

She shrugged with his next question. "Up to you. It's your dream I'm assuming."

"Hmmm, yes for once I think it is. In that case I want to play go carts." He said and then they were at the go-cart track on a warm spring afternoon. "Oh look a sno-cone cart......let's get sno-cones." Charlie said grinning.

She watched as the scenery changed and they were now standing at a Go Cart track. Blue eyes wandered to where Charlie was looking and saw the cart for sno-cones. She’d never done go carts or had sno cones before.

”Are they good?”

"Yes, I like the bannana, but the peach strawberry is also good. WE should get some, they let you try the flavors, come on." He said to her.

She followed him over to the cart and stood beside him.

Charlie oredered a banana. "What sort did you want to try?" he asked her. The woman running the cart smiled at them. "She's never had one before.....what's a good flavor?" Charlie said.

"Oh I like Cherry Jubillee." the woman said.

She listened to the woman’s favorite and listened to what Charlie got. Thinking about it for a minute she finally asked. ”Do you have strawberry?” She liked strawberries.

"Yes we have strawberry." the woman said, Charlie only nodded as his mouth was full.

”May I have that then?” The lady gave her the sno cone. ”Thank you very much.” She smiled and then tested the flavored ice. It really did taste good.

There were other people on the go cart track, but Charlie ignored them. They went to the kiddies track which was empty but had the same go carts. Charlie began to explain the rudiments of driving one to the girl while eating his sno-cone.

She listens quietly. Ally thought she got the jist of driving one of these carts and signaled so by nodding her head to Charlie.

Charlie nods. "Okay take her for a spin, remember is it goes bad just don't touch anything and let ot coast to a stop."

She climbed in after hearing his advice and buckled the seatbelt around her waist. Looking out at the track she wasn’t sure if she should do this or not. The go cart was already started and waiting to go. Stepping down on the gas she flew forward. Quickly she put her foot on the break. Whoa.

Charlie stood watching. She seemed a little nervous. He called out to her. "Remember, it's only a dream!"

She nodded. Right. It’s only a dream. Breathing deeply she put her foot on the gas pedal again only this time was more gently. Taking off once more she struggled to figure out how to steer, but finally got the hang of it after the first lap.

"Looking good!" Charlie called out in encouragement. She did seem to be getting the hang of it.

His encouragement made the little girl smile and grow a little bolder, stepping down more on the gas. Speeding up she tried catching up to Charlie.

After eight laps, Charlie was convinced she had the hang of it. She could probably drive bettter than him, truth be told. "Let's go race on the big track." he suggested smiling at her.

”Are you sure?” She looked over to the big track. It was really big. Did Charlie really think she could handle it?

Again the grinning man reminded her, "It's a dream, and know what, It's my dream, I can do alot with dreams. Come on! " he urges. "It'll be fun."

She giggled at his comment about it being his dream. ”Alright. We can go over there then.”

"Okay. Let's go kick some butt." he says. They walk over to the track and pick out their go carts.

She follows behind him and over to the bigger track with a little bit of anxiety. But it was just a dream and that reassured her more than anything as she got into one of the carts.

They drove around in the race carts until it was dark. Sometimes they would stop long enough for a sno cone. When it was dark the track closed down. " Now what shall we do?" he asked.