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- Come on! - Got you now!

He's using the hourglass.

Whoa!

Back, Grimspawn.

You have no place in the Dream World.

Um, yeah we do.

These dreamers and their imaginations

belong to the Nightmare King now.

That's the worst Dreamcrafting I've ever seen.

There are still dreamers out there who have the creativity.

I can feel it.

And their creativity will power nightmares,

not your silly hourglasses.

You'll never conquer the Dream World.

Ooh, Cherry!

I'm so scared.

-Ha! Who's gonna stop us? You?

Hand over Lunia's hourglass.

There's nowhere to run.

Who said anything about running?

You let him get away!

-You let him get away. -You did.

-Every single time. -No. You did.

Wherever that hourglass is, we must find it.

This dream realm will fall.

Same as the others.

The Nightmare King will rule!

Oh!

Come back inside and we'll eat some pickles.

- Izzie.

-I just had the weirdest dream.

How... how weird?

Is Cooper still ignoring you?

No. He's just not talking to me.

-Huh?

K-Pop?

Izzie! Stop messing with my phone.

Got ya out of bed, didn't it?

Dad, where's my sign-up sheet?

Huh?

Mateo, where's yours?

Yeah, I don't understand the appeal of having things thrown at you.

That's not a sport, it's torture.

Sheep Week is more than just dodgeball.

Oh, right. There's tug of war,

capture the flag, the--

-Sudden Death Tetherball!

-Why don't you sign up with Cooper?

Right. Uh...

You gotta think outside the box.

This could be a chance to make new friends.

Real friends.

Yo!

Homework.

Mateo, what did I say about drawing your characters?

You said, "No drawing on my tablet

-until homework is done." -Not what I had in mind.

Gotta think outside the box, Dad.

Hey, Izz, do you remember your dream last night?

I do remember waking up and wanting pickles.

Mm, pickles.

Bacon breakfast burrito.

Buenos dias, Izzie.

Hola, Mrs. Castillo.

May I have a mahi-mahi breakfast burrito?

Oh, and a cobra-style with extra pickles, por favor.

And you, mijo?

Can I get a kimchi breakfast burrito?

No, wait, I love the huevos rancheros.

-But isn't that just an open burrito? -Don't overthink it.

Sometimes the key is to look at things upside down.

Yo, Mrs. C.

These are the freshest eggs possible.

-Hm. How fresh? - Ah!

Number 37, please.

Aw, look.

Matty has an imaginary friend on his Sheep Week team.

Good luck finding yourself real teammates.

You should call yourself "The Nobodies".

Right, Coop?

Of course.

It's not a sign-up.

It's just more Z-Blob comics.

You wanted this kid to come to Coney Island with us?

I did, but all he wants to do is draw comics in his bedroom.

At least I can create something

and not just follow a jerk like Logan.

-You finish that comic yet? -I'm very, very close.

I have good ideas about the fight scenes.

Hey, what's going on out here?

Aren't you supposed to be in class?

We're fine, Mr. Oz.

We were just discussing Sheep Week teams.

Hm, curious. I didn't take you for much of an athlete, Mateo.

Sick burn, Mr. Oswald.

No? Okay.

I wasn't burning anyone. Now get-- go on.

Expand your minds before it's too late.

Let's go. Get going.

Cut it out.

You need to get out more.

Says the girl who's watching anime by herself.

Because Nova said it was awesome.

Dad was right when he said you're gonna lose your friends

and die alone and sad in a cave

-if you don't try new things sometimes. -Dad did not say that.

Well, he should've.

Whoa.

-You can say that again.

What are you doing in my dream?

Your dream?

This is clearly my dream.

Isn't it?

I feel like I've had a dream there.

And there.

-What?

Uh,

either Dad packed me a live squirrel for lunch

or there's something in there.

Well, of course there is.

It's a backpack, silly.

OMG, we are totally sharing your dream.

Z-Blob?

This is so cool.

Oh, my god. I just want to squeeze him.

Wait, why don't I have a backpack?

Mine would have rad things in it like--

Izz, why is this happening?

How's it possible that we're sharing a dream like this?

I don't know, ask him.

I can't.

Dude, yes, you can.

Look what you did. You literally made a new friend.

No. I mean,

in my comics he doesn't talk.

I never drew him a mouth.

That seems like a missed opportunity.

No way.

That is awesome.

You think they go to those dream island things? But which--

Oh, okay, you're gone. Cool.

Okay. It's just a door.

In a dream.

A big swirly thing that could lead to anything.

Anything at all.

No, Izz, I'm not gonna die alone in a cave.

Huh? Ah!

Ow.

Wow. I've never had a dream like this.

Isn't it amazing?

I'm still assessing that.

So if this is a dream,

and I know it's a dream...

Do you think I can fly?

Nope.

Ah...

-Oh, why, thank you.

Maybe we can't fly,...

...but I've never felt this athletic before.

Oh, too bad Mr. Oz can't see.

Izz, what are you doing?

It's a dream.

I can be whatever I want to be.

It tastes like...

cotton candy.

Wow.

Are you seriously drawing right now?

Live in the moment, bro.

I'm drawing the moment.

Whatever.

-What is...

Okay, yeah. I think it's time to go.

-Uh, Izzie? -What? Why?

Look how majestic.

Uh, they're majestically headed this way.

Wait, we need that.

Hey, Mateo.

Mateo!

Izzie, run!

Get 'em. Come on!

Oh, over there. Over there.

I'm gonna get ya.

What happened?

I think they're turning this into a nightmare.

Wait! Buddy!

Um, nice monster?

No, bad monster. Bad.

Ah, watch out!

Ah!

- Run!

What did you just do?

I-- I don't know.

-But it was awesome.

Can you do it again?

I don't know how.

I don't think I like this dream anymore.

How do we wake up?

-Is that my phone?

-Knock it off. -You let him go.

-You do this every time. -Oh, me?

-You guys always... -It's all your fault.

His Darkness won't be pleased.

You let a couple get away on us.

Oh, I think they'll be coming back.

I take it all back. I love K-Pop.

-Best dream ever! -Worst dream ever!

-What? -Oh, come on.

How cool was it that we got to share a dream?

How many people can say that?

Yeah, it was pretty sweet.

-Bathroom dibs.

Alright. Okay, everybody.

- Logan. -Whassup?

- Keith. -Here.

Cooper.

Cooper?

Okay, absent it is.

-Nate. -Here.

-Tommy. - Here.

- Shelly. - Here.

Mateo.

-Um...

No way.

- Mateo. -I mean, yeah.

Yes, here.

Everything alright over there?

Oh, yeah, that's just my stomach.

Not up to the kimchi burritos, bro?

Mr. Oz, can I have the bathroom pass?

-Yeah, of course.

This burrito was so good. It was so cheesy-- Ah!

How many times do I have to tell you

I'm not reading Lord of the Rings.

What? No, not that.

But again, you're really missing out.

The dream!

What if it was real?

What if we made it come true?

Okay, look, that was crazy. I'll give you that.

But it was a dream, broseph.

-But what if it wasn't? -But what if it was?

See? We could do this all day. What are you getting at?

You have to promise you won't tell anyone what I'm gonna show you.

I'm supposed to be in P.E. right now.

-I don't have time for this. -Just promise.

Oh, okay. Okay. Sheesh.

'Sup?

Shut the front door.

I just want to cuddle him so hard.

Look at this guy.

We can't let anybody see him.

Especially not a teacher.

Yeah, we don't want him taken to some

secret evil government lab for tests.

No sirree.

But how is this even possible? I mean, seriously, how?

I don't know. But it means anything is possible, right?

The doors.

The islands. That thing I did with my pencil.

All of it.

I feel like Z-Blob is trying to tell me, but I can't quite understand.

I really should have drawn him a mouth.

Oh! I think he's trying to tell you he's hungry.

What does a Z-Blob eat?

He eats purple moon rocks from Planet Narbula.

-Without a mouth? - What do I know?

Let's see.

Maybe he's vegetarian.

Everything cool over there?

Dang girl, you really get around.

Izz, if Z-Blob is real,

do you think the other stuff in our dream could be real too?

I hope so.

I love fairies.

No. No, I saw Cooper in the belly of that monster.

And then he wasn't in class today.

Wait, you mean, like he's really stuck

in the belly of some giant walking cage beast?

Is that so hard to believe?

I mean, yes, but...

Mateo, feeling any better?

Uh, yeah. Yes, just hunger pains.

You know, growing boy.

Thank you for your concern.

That's good.

But it dawned on me when you ran out of class that

you might be trying to keep something from me.

What?! No, I mean...

Homework, Mateo.

You ran out without turning in your homework.

And now I see why.

Oh, did you sneeze in your backpack again, silly?

Not a lot of answers here.

You have so much potential, Mateo.

But, you're gonna need to come see me

after class this afternoon.

Sorry, Mr. Oz. Gotta go.

Cool beard.

Hey, don't forget about our little rendezvous after school.

Bon appétit.

Oh, well, sorry. Sorry I'm late.

Okay.

Now,

let's get to the bottom of what's going on with you.

So, Mateo,

what kind of big dreams do you have?

Oh, me?

I don't want to bore you with my dreams.

Ha! Something tells me

your dreams are anything but boring.

You know, I used to have big dreams myself.

To be a science teacher?

People can be more than meets the eye, smart aleck.

You seem to have quite the imagination.

Oh, that's nothing.

Mateo, imagination is a powerful thing.

Now, don't take my word for it.

Oh?

Ah-choo! Yep, there's that sneeze again.

O-kay, gotta--

I just remembered I gotta go walk my sister home.

Yeah, of course.

But before you go, I have a favor to ask.

I need you to run some homework assignments

over to your pal, Cooper.

He's home sick today.

Sounds like he might miss a few days.

Look, if you ever need to talk,

I'm... I'm always here to help.

I'm not the one who needs help, Mr. Oswald.

I just-- I feel so helpless.

He's never been sick like this before.

Just keep an eye on him.

Let me know if anything changes,

and I'm gonna be by after my shift.

He doesn't look so good.

Maybe we should get him some soup or something.

-I got the best recipe-- -What are you doing here?

Uh, he needs more than soup.

Uh, you give someone soup when they're sick.

It's what friends do.

You have no idea what he needs.

He was my friend, too, until you came along and jerkified him.

-That's not even a word. -Guys! Look at his color.

It's like he's fading.

What's wrong with him?

Izz, we gotta go back.

We gotta save Cooper.