That night, we stayed in the garage of the house to sleep. I woke up in a dream, but I was human again. I was in an alleyway, and there was our murderer, holding a Five-Seven. I stepped back, only to get shot in the leg. I screamed in agony, holding my leg on the floor. I heard footsteps, and a figure rammed into the Purple Guy. "Stay away from him!" The figure yelled. The Purple Guy managed to shoot the figure in the chest, killing whoever was attacking him. He kicked the figure off and shot me in the face, making me black out, ending the nightmare. I sat up, and saw that it was morning. I went into the living room, where the others were. They were watching TV with Mike, who was bouncing around on the couch. "What are ye watchin?" I asked. "We're watching a show called 'Steven Universe'. It's a show about gems that fight monsters in a place called Beach City. Wanna watch?" Mike answered. "Sure." I said, sitting on the floor. After about an hour of watching Steven Universe, I thought of something. "Guys, can I talk ta ye fer a second?" I asked, and so we went into the garage so I could tell them about what I had in mind. "OK, so one: they made us function a bit like humans, right? An two: have our souls, ta six of us, gotten older?" I asked. "Umm, I guess to both of those." Freddy said. "Then can't we buy a house or somethin? An get jobs?" I asked. "That could work.... but how will we hide ourselves as animatronics? Cover with clothes or something?" Mari asked. "Mateys, let's find some fabric!" I said.
