Chapter eight
Kyle blinked his eyes open, and sat up in his bed. He was in his bedroom. He groggily shuffled downstairs to see his family in the kitchen.
"Ah, Kyle, You're awake. Hurry up and eat breakfast. You don't want to be late for school, do you?" said.
"You sure slept in today, Kiddo." His dad said.
"My alarm didn't go off." Kyle said, making a bowl of cereal.
When Kyle got to the bus stop, he was met by his usual friends.
"Hey Kyle."
"Hey dudes."
As the four waited patiently for the bus to arrive, Kyle finally asked, "Um, Did any of you have a really long dream about being on another planet last night too?"
The three boys thought for a moment.
"Hmm, nope."
"Mmmph, mmph."
"...No, can't say I did."
"Oh."
A minute later, Butters showed up. "Heya Fellas! Guess what? Last night I had the weirdest dream, we were all-"
Cartman pushed Butters into the snow before he could finish his sentence. "Shut up Butters."********