Warnings: Coarse language.

I rush into my history class, out of breath and clutching my books to my chest. Finding a spare seat in the middles of the room, I crash down in it, throwing my books onto the desk as fall into my seat, my seat swaying and threatening to fall over with me in it before I steady myself, and my books have already slid straight off the table and onto the floor from where they hit the desk, making my efforts to slide into class quickly and quietly without making a commotion have absolutely no effect whatsoever.

I don't even know if the writing made any sense. The whole shemozzle took only take about less than 5 seconds.

Of course, my teacher and class make no indication whether they heard me come in or not and are just staring at the writing on the whiteboard in front of them.

Now, talking to myself- "And ya wanna know why?! BECAUSE ITS A DREAM YA MORON!"

With that out of my system, I lick my books up- wait, sorry, pick not lick- my books up onto the table and start reading in my own time.

I'm in the middle of reading something pretty interesting on steam engines (dat reference there) when I hear someone settle into the seat beside me. I look over, and of course, it is Blank.

The overbearingly egotistical stubborn git. I'll get him for this, you just watch me, I'll handle like the bossiest of bosses!

I lean over to him, look him in his eyes, say:

"Fuck you."

and go back to my reading on old-fashioned locomotives. (That would be something to see, wouldn't it? A tiny in comparison female Toon Link stepping up to a huge by comparison animatronic who only wants to kill by swearing at them? You can just see the height difference.)

Blank's face is blank. Curiously, I look up at him to see if he'll do anything, which he doesn't. Looking closer, I can now see that his face has several doodles of other animatronics on it such as Foxy the Pirate Fox (which is odd because Foxy is from a different company and restaurant altogether).

He looks at me now, wearing a very much derp smile across his face and blinking every few seconds.

Is it just me, or does he look kind of cute?

Wait.

What?!

Blank leans in to bite my head off. I push him away and say, "You can't kill me here, it isn't your dimension! You would probably blow us up or something!"

Blank seems to consider this. His shoulders sag and he looks to the ground.

"What do I do then?"

At first I am shocked to hear him speak. His robotic voice is crackly, like he is about to start crying.

I think for a second. Can robots cry? Well, apparently in dreams they can, because tears are now freely falling down Blank's face.

Shit.

SHIT.

SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.

He looks up.

HE'S GONNA KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Speaking quickly, "If I show you around my world and let you get to know what its like to live life as a human, will you not kill me? A deal a sorts, yeah? Would you agree to that or...?" I trail off.

He looks at me, shrugs, and says, "Sure."

Relieved, I sigh.

"Alright then, lets do this. But first, I'm gonna need a fez."

I get out of my seat and make for the door. I look back at Blank to check if he's coming. Sure enough, he is right behind me, and looking downright awkward.

"What's a fez?" he asks.