Originally planned to be part of the dream contest... but then I changed that idea when I thought it might work a little funnier if it was (fake) real.
Hey there Snake.
And what humiliating thing will you force upon me today.
Don't be silly silly. Why would I do that?
Because you do it every day.
And I also got this cake for you... I thought you might like it.
Is... is it poisoned?
And then afterwards, we can go someplace fun... my treat.
Wait a minute?! Noonie acting nice to me... or really anyone? This isn't real... it must be some sort of dream?!
But wait... I clearly remember waking up.
But if it's not a dream and this is real... then this throws off the whole dynamic. I'm wimpy and give in easily and she's bitchy and dominating. We were complete opposites and that comedic balance is lost.
The cosmos is inbalance. The end is neigh. My jokes will now require more work as I can't use our conflicting personalities as a joke.
It's... it's happening! I'm disappearing. Returning to the ether of the void... or something like that.
Ether of the void?
What a cruel fake world!
What just happened?
I don't know.
I mean, I was planning on acting nice to him, he would freak out, and crash through a wall, but not do whatever he just did.
Now will he somehow come back?
He always, somehow, comes back.