((This one time, at Kids' Club...))

((So last night I dreamed that I was running around and hiding out in this Disneyland-esque something-or-other with the Rescue Rangers.

...Why, you tell me.

We were plotting against this maniacal overlord cat, who I think either was or was an alternate of Krosp from Girl Genius; at one point he apparently killed me, only he didn't - in true Disney-style - and I had to flop down apparently-dead every time he came past to gloat at us.

That was kind of fun, but the weirdest part of the whole thing when the Krosp-alt's treacherous advisor showed his hand and moved the walls - by the simple expedient of getting me to help him pick them up and cary them, since they were only slotted into the floor - to let Armada Megatron into the city to take over as Evil Overlord, being cheered by the locals all the way.

...My brain is weird.))