When Gazzy woke up he was flying. Over a large city. When suddenly: BANG. He was hit by a flying car! He went spiraling through the air and landed in a field of flowers. When he sat up he realized he was not alone. A girl, a dog, a lion, a scarecrow, and some sort of tin-man were lying passed out next to him. He backed away slowly, not wanting to disturb them. The poppies smell so nice… stop, he thought, it's obviously one of the schools tricks. Gazzy quickly tried to distinguish the smell with one of his signature scents. Nothing. He tried again. Nothing. He dropped to his knees.
"Whyyyyyyyyyy?" Then he realized he was French. "Pouquooooooiiiiiiiii?" A piece of toast landed next to him.
"What's wrong Gasman?" The toast asked.
"Oh piece of magical talking toast," he began. "I forgot how to fart. A smelly fart."
"You can if you believe, and have pixie dust." The toast said.
"But I don't have- OW!" The toast had thrown up a ton of sparkles in Gasman's eyes. "OWOWOWOWOWOWOW!" Gazzy cried running in a circle. When he was done he sat down and curled into a ball. He stayed like that for a while. Until plop! A spoon landed on his head. He picked it up cautiously.
"Oh there's my rabbit, thanks Mark." Max said taking the spoon from him.
"Max, that's not a rabbit, and I'm not Mark." Gasman said carefully.
"Wrong." Max said flying away. Gasman sat down and tried to fart again. He did. But it smelled like strawberries! Gazzy ran to the cliff he didn't know existed and jumped off it. When he woke up he was in bed. It had been a dream.
yay two new chapters! This is the end, I think one more chapter to tie it off. But review if you want Ari and Jeb's dream. Also I might do an Avenger Christmas, and yeah thanks!