splodeymissile

I'm on a bus ride home. The bus, despite my protests, drives past my stop. Suddenly, lucidity. I immediately decide to indulge in numerous flips, twists and other cool aerial maneuvers, whilst staying inside the bus and, miraculously, dodging my fellow passengers. Haphazardly, but gracefully, soaring through the sky, I return home. I attempt to summon my dream guide, but am instead greeted my ominous, red clouds. The floating fluffs of doom coalesce into Jafar, from Aladdin, in his genie form. Giving a rather stereotypical, but no less disturbing, laugh, he points at a random patch of sky and all goes black, save for some unintelligible, white text at the bottom. A brief and effortless spark of willpower and I'm back home, with my towering antagonist glaring with annoyance at me. He fires an unremarkable, yellow energy blast at me. I psychically grab it and redirect it. Hitting him square in the chest, he tumbles into my neighbor's house. Regaining his composure, he fires another volley and I send it back. He dodges and the house takes another beating. Wishing to finish this fight, I grab onto the fence gate that leads to my home and convert it into a giant slingshot, firing myself at the nigh omnipotent titan. Before I can charge into him, I wake up.