i'm at this weird carnivel, and some guy is really sick. the key to curing him lies in finding out who was the driver of the nascar picture above his bed.
to find out, i go through a door, and the other side is my grandmothers house. i go into the bathroom, and there is a human sized robot that looks like skywarp on the toilet.
"ok, who put the toy skywa...." i begin to say, but i look closer and the robot is actually a gundam.
i'm really confused, and i walk into the kitchen. all three reflectors are there, one at the sink, one at the stove and one with a mixing bowl. they are all wearing flowery aprons and turn to look at me as i enter. they all say "hi!!!" at the same time in a very girly sing-song voice.
dazed, i look past them to the dining room table, where all the first season g1 decepticons are arranged like the last supper. i ask, "okay, does anyone know how to read nascar signs?"
megatron looks up at me and smirks, "who's it for," he nudges soundwave, "huffer?" all the decepticons laugh with him.
"no, not huffer." i say, all serious business.
megatron holds his hands up in front of him, palms outward. "whoa! don't get all histerical!" he mocks. i roll my eyes. "i don't know." he says. and the other 'cons say the same thing.
i then ask the autobots, which are seated in the living room, if they know, and none of them do either.
dream ends.

oh, btw, kenya. i have a couple drawings inspired by a certain fanfic, depicting certain twins playing a certain flying game. hope to have them up soon!