LEGO Dreamzzz

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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!

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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.

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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.