Night time. Sonic sunk into his bed, his blankets reaching up to his neck, eyes slowly closing as he drifted into sleep.
He opened his eyes and found himself in a fluffy plain white field full of ... HOT DOGS!
He rubbed his eyes but then a lovely scent guided him through the field.
Soon he bumped into a big, juicy, glowing hotdog. "Mmmm ... must ...eat" Sonic started drooling.
Suddenly the hot dog started running away from him. "Oh no you don't!" Sonic chased it all over the place, through the field, over a hill and down, in the sky, past Justin Beiber's house, and back again.
Soon Sonic finally caught up with it and took a bite of the hotdog.
"Oww! Sonic, what has gotten into you!"
"Wha?"
The dream faded into a messy room. Instead of eating a hot dog Sonic found himself gnawing on Knuckle's butt. Then Kirby entered the room, sleep walking and drooling. "Oh no! Not you too!"
"HIII!" Kirby inhaled everything, from the house to the whole universe.
The End
