It has been two weeks since Rose Lalonde had that fowl nightmare, she didn't want to tell anyone; not even Kanaya, that she had this dream. You turn to the creator.

"What the hell has been going on in their dreambubbles?" You cautiously ask.

Andrew Hussie fixes his hair with his left hand, trying to think of the proper words to answer your question.

"Well, think of it this way," he pauses, "it's the end of Alternia, zombies are infesting the streets, and they are the last survivors. How could they not have vulgar infested dreambubbles?"

You pounder for a minute. Thinking of his words.

"That's a pretty good point." You say.

"Exactly."

You look over at Rose, the look of fear was tearing her apart. You couldn't just sit there and watch this whole thing go down; you have to tell Rose to go explain the nightmare to someone. But, then again; no one can see you.

"Rose, go tell John about your nightmare!" You scream out.

Hussie comes slowly behind you, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"No one can see you, nor hear you."

"Is this some sort of trick?" You ask, turning to him.

"No."

"Then, what the hell would you fucking call it?"

"Just a bit of fun." He laughs, "Do you really think that I would let my characters see someone that is part of the fandom?"

"No."

"Then, shut up and enjoy the show."

You give out a long sigh, turning back around; to "enjoy" the show.