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Ron woke up to the sound of the alarm buzzing.

"I´m up. I´m up." he said to the inanimate object. He pushed the snoze button as his eyes went wide.

Ron looked around his surroundings. He was in his room. His room in america. But how did that happen? he wondered. Was it all a dream? Had he been dreaming that the last 3 months of summer he had spent in Kyoto? What was he doing home? And why does everything look different?

As Ron focused his sleepy eyes onto his room, he began to notice that everything seemed to be sharper, more focused. He rubbed his eyes and checked again. Same thing. Ron knew he had problems with his vision before, and he knew one day he would have to get glasses, But his vision wasn´t supposed to be corrected seemingly overnight. But then again this was a dream, he decided.

"What a stupid dream..." He muttered while he got up. All he was doing was things he would normally do in a normal day. He stubbed his toe while he walked and he realized with certain distinction, Pain.

"But aren´t I not supposed to feel pain?" he asked aloud.

He put it off without a second thought though when he noticed Rufus just waking up. He walked over to his cage and let him out, all the while looking at his freind oddly. For Rufus... had pink fur... and pink, feathery wings....

"Kaaayyy......" He raised an eyebrow while Rufus started flying excitredly onto his shoulder.

"Hey Ron! I´m Hungry! Come on or we'll miss breakfast! Nacos!" Rufus chattered to him urgently in Japanese, meanwhile rubbing his stomach to emphasize his point.

Well he hasn´t changed all that much.... you know except for the wings and the fur and the sudden update of vocabulary and different language, Ron thought to himself.

Wondering how much weirder this dream could get, Ron walked over to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the school day, which he figured it must be since he had to wake up with the alarm clock. Usually he just slept in on weekends or summer. As soon as he removed his shirt and gazed at himself in the mirror his mouth dropped.

He gazed first at his face. It was completetly different. No longer round, it was tough built. He could see jaw lines. It looked shaded, deeper. His eyes were no longer cirular but looked more like those comic book characters. They were big, but had more emphasis on his brow and other areas, giving them a pretty boy but still solid feel. He had a band-aid over the bridge of his nose. His freckles were still present. His mouth was smaller, and seemed more solid as well. His eyes appeared extremely deep and filling, with emphasis. His hair appeared golden now, no longer just yellow, and seemed to go down to his shoulders, uncombed and tattered however. His body seemed tone now. Very tone in fact.

Ron admired his physique in the mirror and approved. Well if it´s a dream, at least things are looking up. He tried to take the bandaid off, but it wouldn´t come off.

"Okay, this is definately one weeeeiiirrrddddd dream..." He trailed off as he removed the rest of his clothing and procedded to take a shower, and as always began to sing. But his voice died quickly when he realized it was not he was singing, the voice was beautiful, deep, and wonderful. The complete opposite of his. But when he stopped singing, the beautiful voice went away. He started singing again and the beautiful music was on again. Ron closed his mouth. giving a few quick practice singing, realized it was actually his voice.

"Hey, this is pretty cool!" Ron stated cheerfully as he began to sing again. He tried different songs and his voice carried them perfectly.

Still whistling to himself he got out of the shower, dryed himself, added his deoderant and other Hygene products. He went to his closet and opened it. He picked out his normal clothing, but while putting them on, couldn´t help but notice he had a uniform stuck in his closet. It appeared to be business like, in a odd way to him, but he brushed it off. Grabbing Rufus, he went downstairs and saw his mother getting ready for work. His mother hadn´t changed that much either, except looking more shaded, defined.

"Hey Mom." He greeted her in japanese, deciding to go along with this weird dream, as he plooped down in a chair in the kitchen.

"Hi Honey." She responded to him in japanese, without turning to see him, she was rather busy.

Ron pulled out a box of some cereal and noticed that it too was written in Japanese. Ron decided that the cereal could be as japanese at it wanted to be, as long as it tasted good. He and Rufus dove in, but stopped when his mother interrupted him.

"And just where do you think you are going dressed like that?" she fixed him with a dissaproving glare.

"Huh?" Ron muttered unitelligebly, lifting his milk covered face from the bowl.

Him mother cringed at the sight and pointed to the stairs.

"Get up there and change into your school uniform." she stated.

Might as well, thought Ron. Ron interrupted eating, which Rufus quickly finished off for him.

Ron got upstairs and changed into that uniform he saw earlier. It was tight and chafting. He didn´t like it at all in comparison to his baggy clothes but ehh...

Ron said goodbye to his mother as he went out the door with his backpack, Rufus flying behind him. He started walking to Kim´s house like he did every day. He noticed everything was just as detailed and shaded as the insides of his house.

Dreams aren´t supposed to last this long..... He muttered to himself in confusion, as he noticed that it was talking just as long to get to her house.

Well this is a dream.... Maybe I can control it? He asked Himself. Then for no apparent Reason that Rufus could see Ron started Running. Ron was amazed at how fast he was running. It´s like he was built for running. Well he was, he had been Running away from bullies, villians, Mr. Barkin and was training at a secret Japanese Ninja school, so that could be explained. He arrived at Kim´s house, and started panting. his chest hurt him, and he was hot. Well so much for that, he concluded. He rested and then pushed the door bell.

Mrs. Dr. Possible answered the door.

Correction: Mrs. Dr. Milf answered the door.

Ron stared stupidely at the woman who he presumed to be Mrs. Dr. Possible. He could only persume, because there was no possible way that Mrs. Dr. Possible was that Hot.

"Oh, hello Ronald." Mrs. P beamed a warm smile at him.

Ron stuttered something unintelligeble as he continued to stare stupidely at her.

"Kim will be down in a minute." She stated as she walked back into the house.

When direct vision with her was cut off, Ron regained his senses.

"...I do not know if I should be happy or mortally disturbed...." He said to himself. Sure the real Mrs. Possible was an attractive woman even in being in her early forties, but never like that! And why is my nose running!? He wondered as he began to feel the trickle down his nose. He took a tissue and whipped it away, only to pull back with blood.

"...Why is my nose bleeding? I didn´t hit it...." Ok.... one really weird dream.

"Bye Mom!" Kim´s voice came from within the house.

Man Kim´s voice is pretty... Ron thought to himself. He had been thinking alot to himself lately, which wasn´t strange, but He knew Kim would probably put some cruel joke about how he should not think too much or else the hamster in his head would become too tired.

But when Kim steeped outside the house, Ron concluded that Kim´s voice wasn´t the only thing about her. Well he would have concluded that, if the hamster in his head hadn´t died of a heart attack at the sight of her.