Me: *kicking Dream* *kicks her fingers*
Dream: *falls on ground dramatically*
I look around
My fingers go numb
I see her coming to get me...
She's coming to get me...
Me: are you okay?
Dream: no! I'm not okay! You broke my fingers!
Me: okay *kicks her again* get up then
Dream: no
Me: why?
Dream: I can't walk
Me: how do your fingers bring broken have anything to do with your legs?
Dream: they do! Fingers control your legs!
Me: no, no they don't.
Dream: yes they do! *wiggles left hand fingers* *moves legs* I can't bend them because of you!
Me: why can't you just use your left arm?
Dream: because my right fingers control my bending of my legs. *picts up random backscratcher with RIGHT hand*
Me: you just picked that up with your broken hand!
Dream: duh! My fingers control my legs! Not my hand!
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