The Dreamland

A Family

"I can't stand another day of waiting! I want to go out there and search for him!"

 "Cams! Calm down! We'll find him! It's just like what we did before. We've been used to this already."

"MICHAEL KEVIN! You are his best friend! You should always be by his side!"

"I'm no baby sitter. Should we tell the others?"

"No... we can do this. Do you still have your axe?"

"Yeah. It's in my house. Wait here. I'll go get it."

"I'll come with you. I brought my items."

"Mickey? Cams? Where are you going?"

"Odette? Uh... We're just going...fishing! Yeah!"

"Stop lying Cams...Mickey, make sure they're safe. Go get him. We know that we can't stop you. As much as I want to help, I can't anymore. I don't want to be in another mess, and I want you to be safe...here...with us. There is no such thing as the Dreamland. It's a fake place."

"Yes...there is. I'll prove it, and we'll find Puff there."

"Do the others already know about this?"

"Yeah. I already told them. I know how Cams will react after Puff ran away. Be careful out there."

"Thanks. I'm sorry I have to do this, best friend. Tell my sis that I'll return with him."

"Okay. Mickey? Any request?"

"Tell Pat that she's still fat, just in case that I have to leave any last words to her."

"Oh, just a tip, try the canyons first. Go now. Good luck."

"So, remember that monster we fought in your turn?"

"Yeah. That giant green fish. Darn that monster. Good thing I turned its fins into a fan."

"And I also remembered how I hated that orange monster. It looked like a tiger."

"Come on...it's not that bad of a fight back then."

"If it wasn't for Puff that made it bite a tree trunk and got its teeth stuck."

"Yeah. How did you meet Puff back then again?"

"Hmm...we used to be neighbors. Everytime I get into a trouble, he brings himself there, and vice versa. We used to be the two best players of this game we invented. It's like baseball, but using your feet as the bat and using a soccer ball instead."

"You're getting teary."

"Darn it. I miss that guy."

"I still remember first grade. When his section was transferred into ours, and we met each other."

"Puff was such a scaredy cat. Hahaha!"

"It was embarrassing, but that pistachio chocolate he gave back in fifth grade was very delicious. It was worth the sore throat."

"How come I didn't have any of that?!"

"*Raspberries* It was reserved for me."

"Cams, be honest to me."

"About what?"

"Are you starting to have feelings for Puff?"

"Huh? Of course not! We're best friends! The four of us!"