A Short story.

Peter awoke with a start. Cold sweat flowed down his silky smooth cheeks and dripped onto his Powerpuff girl's bedsheet.

"What a bad dream!!" He mumbled to himself, reaching out and helping himself to another mouthful of Hole-reos. "I must discuss this with someone..."

Peter climbed out of his bed, changed out of his soiled undergarments and proceeded to Zhiyang the Beer Belly Queen's apartment. It was 6 in the morning and the Beer Belly Meister was the only one still awake at that crazy hour.

Rapping on the door, Peter whispered, "Hey Zhiyang, u still awake??"

"Yeah! What's up?" Zhiyang replied, opening the door.

"I have something to talk to you about." Peter said as he entered the door. He noticed how there was a generous amount of purple splashed everywhere, with the drapes and silk bedsheets. The air smelt alittle like a club, with hints of tobacco, alchohol and hair. "Anywayz, i had this weird ass dream just now!"

"Ahhh, i see my mystic powers as a hermaphadite gypsy are being called into use now." Zhiyang said with gusto. "Let me slip into something more comfortable."

"But you're already naked." Peter helpfully pointed out.

"I know u idiot. My hair is causing abrasions." Zhiyang said as he flipped through his articles. He selected a genie-like getup, equipped with a turban. "Helps me get in the mood" Zhiyang said, squeezing into the shimmery material.

"Mood for what?" Peter thought to himself. "Looks like something out of a porn movie set..."

"I got this cheap off ebay. Seconds off a porn movie set." Peter almost bolted for the door. But his desire to know the meaning of his strange dream kept him in his seat. Also, it was too much of an effort to run that fast in the morning anywayz.

"Ok, tell me your dream, little on..."

"STOP STROKING MY THIGH U PERV." Peter said, brushing Zhiyang's hand off his thigh.

"But itz just so smoooth." Zhiyang said wistfully, alternating looks between his and Peter's thigh. Just then, the silence of the morning and their train of thought were broken by Sebby's attempt at starting another Bear Rape. Looking out of the windowm they saw Sebby chasing Gullibear down the street.

"He doesn't let up does he?" Peter said.

"I think itz his way of dealing with some buzzing in his head. I heard it has something to do with Goofen" Zhiyang replied.

"In any case, here's my dream. I was busying myself at the river, having a bath.. then i saw someone waving at me across the river. It was a figure... the scary thing was that it had a squeaky voice and an armani. The hair resembled a skunk. The freakiest thing was that the figure was the shortest person i've ever seen in my life. That scared the crap outta me.... literally."

"Explains the stench.." Zhiyang said. "Ahhh...the appearance of the Stumpy One. We know not whether it is a she or a he... but it appears from time to time in our dreams. This is mainly due to it not sleeping when others are, and making alot of noise, hence causing them to dream of it at nite. What month is this? October? I believe it shall make an appearance soon. Just wait my little o...."

"I said keep your hands to yourself dude." Peter smacked Zhiyang's hand off his thigh again.

Thus we shall behold the Stunted One in another Short Story soon.