Dreams - Racing with Arnold

Last night I had an extremely vivid dream about a boy who enrolls in a race. It's not an ordinary race, in this race he participants each pick a piece of furniture and race on that. It's a very long race, going through a mountain.

The protagonist in my story was Arnold from Hey, Arnold! Well, he looked like Arnold, and was called Arnold, but he wasn't the same moral kid that Arnold was. He was a regular middle school to high school kid, who doesn't have the morals of a gold fish.

Arnold raced against three other participants, who were very well developed, but who I can't remember much about except that two of them were boys just like him (except for looks and mannerisms, of course), and the other participant was the girl Arnold fancied. It wasn't Helga, of course.

The girl was an Allison. She didn't look like Allison, of course, but she was Allison's essence. She was morally upright, very driven, and the main character fancied her something fierce. As I said, an Allison.

Arnold started the race in first, and didn't see the other participants, but facing the battles of the environment set out for him. He was racing on a chair. A wooden, 4-legged chair.

Oh, did I mention the most awkward part of the dream (for it being my dream, at least)? It was a musical. Not like a rock opera, but a straight up, chorus line musical. But I digress...

Towards the end of the race the other participants have caught up with Arnold. The Allison character tricks him somehow, and Arnold and the other boys walk across the finish line after her.

It was a coming of age story, and I really wish I could remember the songs, etc. because it would have made a good short story. But as it is, it makes a hardly cohesive few paragraphs.

Shame.