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There was an endless cycle to the life of the toons. Go on a run, die, revive, repeat. So naturally, a lot of toons would take naps or sleep. Most of them asking for a dream from Astro.
“Could I have a dream about Christmas?”
“Can I have a dream where…”
“Can you give me….”
“Hey, Astro! Could….”
All these requests tired him out. He felt exhausted.
Astro was better than this.
“It’s wrong of me to feel this…resentment…” he muttered, pacing his room. “I want to give everyone their best dream…”
He ponders. Then he relaxes.
“I’ll do a large shared dream. That should help.” He smiled, his fatigued body struggling to make the dream.
He laid down amongst his clouds, unaware of the nightmares he put onto everyone.