My dreams have had some really good plots lately. Holy cow.
I had a couple other ream bits before hand.

 There was something about my brother busting my sunglasses at a play rehersal, and I was like "I'm telling mom!"

Then I was on some space exploration mission. We had landed on a planet and ended up surrounded by an alien horde. They were gearing up to fight when they realized that our group had women. Something about their culture made them think that females were kind of mythical and they didn't want to harm us because they were curious. An elder showed another lady and I a book about how all the females blasted off centuries ago. I was like "same, dude, same". Our group leader wanted to exchange supplies and technology, but one shit head was like "sabotage the heathen!" I was trying to deactivate his firebomb he had rigged, to make sure none of the aliens were harmed so that if humanity ever came back, they wouldn't be reviled because of this one shit nugget. Also, they had the tech for space travel, so they could've followed us...

I arrived at a school on a bus. I was there to be a student. I needed a bathroom and the closest one was down a hall that had like hospital corridor style doors across it. I tried to open the door, but it was locked, or being held shut. A male voice asked for a password. I don't remember if I got it right or if I pleaded my case really well, but he let me in. It would appear that this school was part of a movie, because this "kid" was being played by grown ass adults. The guy on the other side was about my age and greying a bit, clearly an adult. (Come on! Even in my dreams, they can't hire kids to play kids!) I went to the bathroom and went to my next class, and there was grey-dude. We exchanged witty banter, he said something like "Im 18, but I'm pretending to be 32", to which I replied "well, I'm 26, pretending to be 16". He just kind of chuckled and went back to working on some complicated cryptogram. I gave him a few pointers and scooted my chair up close to help out.
Turns out, I'm actually an adult in this one. I was there to investigate allegations of extreme bullying. I had woken up in some sort of supply closet, and noticed a bowl and a cup on the floor. I then remembered/hallucinated vividly about some girl that didn't like me, gave a girl she had bullied into complacency into tricking me to drink this "tea" that was some kind of poison. Luckily, she dosed it wrong and I woke up ok, instead of dead or dying. Grey-dude found me and was hugging me really tight, going on and on about he was so scared he'd never find me and that he was so glad I was ok. He tried to kiss me but I stopped him. Partly because I didn't know if there was any lingering poison in my mouth, but also because "I wasn't joking. I am actually 26 pretending to be 16." I explained that I was a cop and what I was doing, and he was just kind of like "oh.... so are you with the City?" and he showed me his FBI badge. I just kind of smiled and said "how about we go to IHOP and talk about this over waffles."

I had a dream last night that I married my best friend.
He wore white silk pajamas, and I wore slightly fancier white silk pajamas.
We both wore simple flower crowns.
The cake was decorated with Calla lilies.
It was so beautiful and peaceful, I didn't want to wake up.
And when I did I was so sad that it wasn't real.