AN: This story is for Miss Misled-Bloodshed, who wanted to see Johnny go up against Monopoly. I hope you enjoy it Miss Misled-Bloodshed, if you don't then I can always try again.
Disclaimer: I in no way own Johnny or Monopoly or anything recognizable.
Nny opened his eyes and took a look around. Man, did he ever hate sleeping, it always made everything so unclear and confusing once he'd woken up.
Like right now, he would swear that the floor he was laying on said 'Go' on it. That would just be weird if it was true.
"It would be weird, wouldn't it?" He asked a passing dog that simply shrugged at him and kept going on its way.
Getting to his feet, Nny looked down and noticed he was missing a shoe. But then he spotted it kicking over a wheelbarrow so that was alright.
A sudden bang from behind him made Nny jump and turn.
It was a battleship, racing across the Boardwalk, guns a blazing and coming straight for him. So he took off running across several people's cheap looking properties.
'Why do all these places look so flat?' He wondered as he took shelter behind an oddly green colored house.
Deciding that he'd had enough walking, Nny jumped on the nearest train.
"If you can't pay, you can't ride!" Yelled the conductor, who looked a lot like an overly large hat, just before he was thrown out of the moving train and into the side of the jail that they were passing.
Then Nny saw a chest, just lying around where anyone could take it, and jumped off the train to collect his prize.
The train then immediately hit another one that was just a little ways up ahead.
"Well that was a close call." Said a thimble that had been broken out of jail when the conductor had crashed through the wall.
But Nny couldn't care less as he was too focused on his new-found treasure chest to pay attention to inanimate objects that wanted to talk to him.
Opening the box he found that he'd just won the beauty pageant!
"Mr. Scary Neighbor Man?"
This would show all those starlet wannabees. He didn't even remember entering the contest and he'd won!
"Nny? Could you please wake up now?"
Wake up? What was little Squeegee talking about? He was already awake.
"You've got a hotel sticking up your nose."
But if he wasn't awake then that meant that he was dreaming, and if he was dreaming then that meant he had to wake up. He hated waking up!
A sudden pain stabbed him through his nose and he quickly sat up to see an apologetic Squee holding a snot covered red hotel in a tissue.
Realizing that he'd passed out while playing Monopoly with his little neighbor, Nny rubbed his tender nose where the kid had kindly removed the hotel from it.
"I hate sleep." He muttered before promptly passing out again.
Only this time he was facing a space adventure poster instead of a monopoly board.
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AN: Let me know what yall think! And I'm still taking requests if anyone wants to leave one.