"What the hell did ya do to me," Smoke's tiny voice is heard from the corner of the class.
Sure enough, Smokes is there too. Just a kid. His quasi-futuristic clothes are smaller as well, and still fit him, but his bionic eye is gone. And beard. Replaced by a smooth face of a child.
"GODDAMN YOU, JIM!" Smokes squeaks and loads his raygun to fire.
By instinct, Jim grabs the snack plate, spilling milk and cookies everywhere and raises it to head just as a ball of energy comes into contact with it. The sphere bounds off of the plate, forcing Jim backwards out of his Tiny chair and onto the ground. The ball screams through the air and hits the teacher right between the eyes before the words "in the corner" escape her lips. Her head explodes, showering the kindergardners with pieces of noggin.
"Hey, settle down, Bevis," Jim says to Smokes.
"T'were a bonny shot, Smokes," The leprechaun from episode 633 says.
"What the hell? Your not supposed to be here."
"Neither am I," the white rabbit from episode 42138 chuckles.
Jim looked around. The babes, the dwarves, the aliens, the were-animals, the mysterious shop keepers, the video game characters, even some celebrities. They were all there. Every single one was crowded into the room. Every thing that Jim or Tom or Ned ever experianced in the BE universe seemed to be drawing themselves there.
"WHATS GOING ON HERE?" Jim demanded.
"Prehapze I can explain," a voice from behind him spoke through the crowded banter.
Jim spun around to greet the stranger. "Who the heck are you?"
"Zigmund Freud, at yout zervice. I believe I can answer your question."
"Y... you can..."
"Yez... Indeed, young Jim. The reosen is..."
"Malfunction... malfunction..." Robot Sharon squaked.
"Quiet you!" Freud growled.
The atomaton spuddered out some sparks and toppled over.
"The reozen iz... iz that thiz iz all a dream, my boy."
"It is?"
"Yez! A young boy, right now begining to go through puberty zlumberz, dreaming all you see before you. So confusing, these emotionz. The zexual origonz are facinating. They have zuch a tremendous influence on the brain!"
"So, I only need to wake up, and everything will be back to normal?"
"Prehapse. But remember... I only zaid it was A dream. Besidez, dreams are magical thi--"
"Oh Jim," a massive thunder of a voice comming from a 50 foot giantess standing outside the window says, "Im so horny! Take me! TAKE MEEEEEE!"
"Hey," Siggie shot back to the giant woman, "I zaid quiet! That meanz you too, mizzie!"
The giantess pouted, but let Siggie continue.
"Very magical indeed. Dreamz are the fuel for imagination. To wake, would mean all this beauty that is BE archive come to an end."
"Wow," Jim said, "That is so deep."
Suddenly Siggie's ass sprouts two tiny wings and he hovers into the air.
"Do not be zo haztey, young Jim. You are a seriouzly dizturbed, acid-tripped young kid. Take advantage of it!"
With that, Siggie takes off out the window...
Thu Jan 27 12:16:04 2000