Robot Drones

I had a really weird, random dream.

I was taking a class in the future (like sci-fi floating classrooms). It must have been a communication class, because Mr. Steinmiller was teaching it. Anyway, for some reason the lesson had to do with chicken noodle soup and everyone had to have a bite out of big bowl. Though we couldn't use a spoon, we had to use a little white doll bowl and take turns. I waited until most of the others had some. Suddenly, there was a blast and we were being shot at from spaceships. Everyone took off running as more bombs were blasted. I started falling off one of the flying classrooms and was grabbed by an enemy robot. I told it I surrendered and was on their side now. It let me go and I took off running. Later in the dream, I must have been running with the three main characters from Harry Potter, because I remember almost getting caught while I was doing something with Ron Weasley.
I went into one of the floating office buildings, because I had to find my brother and my mom. So, I snuck past offices and came to the gym, which was where I knew I would find my mom and my brother. I was almost to where they were hiding (a gym shower that for some reason was imperturbable and unnoticeable to the enemies)when a man that I recognized as a man from my class was on the floating track. As I was sneaking behind him, he turned around and morphed into officer clothing. He attempted to get closer to me, but I took off running around the track. At one point, he almost grabbed me and I climbed over the railing, dangling by a death grip on a pole. He offered his hand and I said that I would sooner fall than let them torture me. His response was that if I simple gave up running that I would be safe and we could live happily ever after. For some reason I grabbed his hand and decided I was madly in love with him.
I went and found my mom and brother in the secret shower and told them that we could all be spared. My mom said she was happy. She had started a photography business in the desert somewhere. My brother just sorta sat there.
While talking to my family, I decided I needed to shave my legs. After I had shaved one leg, my intended started knocking on the door and asked what was taking so long. I came out, wrapped my arms around him and said I was shaving my legs, but was only half done.

Weird, huh?