I look at my blue hot dog, than look up at my blue haired companion. âHahaâ look I joke, you look like my hot dog. We burst out into lafter as we sail apon our giant, flying hamster. The joke wasent even that funny, but everything was funny here. the way the cotton candy horizon, had a giant bubble in the place of the sun. the way there were big, white, feathers with the faces of Dolphins, jumping out of the grate, vast sea bellow us. I took a bight out of my hotdog and, ate it in thought. Of course i wasnât a actually thinking, I just wanted to give off that impression so, flin would ask me what I was thinking aboutâŠit worked. â so whatâs on your mindâ he asks me. âO nothing important just youâ I turn from my hot dog to see his expression, he gives me that taunting, devilish smirk of his, that just seems to perfect with his, long blue hair, that only his olive skin could pull off. â i was just thinking the same thing about youâ I know what happens next. I let out a sigh and, take one last look at him. I close my eyes, he reaches for my face and, just before our lips collide. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP I rub the eyes boogers from my eyes. âAlas it was only a dreamâ I sigh.
I watch a Blur of people running and, screaming for there dear life. Some caring, sacks of goods, trying to save some things from home. But I, my self could do nothing, but stand there and watch in Aw, as the great black smoke rose, from the volcano. At the time I was amazed, seeing all the ash around me, sticking out my tongue to eat some. I was an orphan, if it wasnât for the heroic soul, that grabbed my hand and, wouldnât let go till we were far enough, I probably would have bin star eyed till the lava ate me up. When I finally realized what was going on, I joined others, tear struck eyes, in watching our city burn. My home my playground me streets, all bing Devoured slowly by the read hot glowing sludge.