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Well, episode 2 takes me up to the start of the second dungeon, and I manage to offend the Finns, the Chinese, the Russians, Olga Kay, and people with nasal voices along the way. Also murder.
But the aforementioned bunch I had the day before yesterday saw me take possession of a portal gun, which I used to slap my own right foot through a portal. Then I went to a terrorists' convention, where I shot a portal in the bottom of a decorative pool, and another in the ceiling above it, to make an infinite waterfall. Then, as I was leaving, Barack Obama turned up and swam through another decorative pool, thereby setting a new Olympic swimming-record. Then, I saw fanart that shipped Bonnie with Foxy, the latter of whom being dressed like a hippie, for some reason, with the former lying in his arms and declaring that he was so glad they "are homo".
Then I went to meet my parents in the city of Reading, where we had breakfast, but I lost some bacon. Then I got lost, and it was suddenly night-time. Then there was some stuff about fog, and I ended up on a street, in a small crowd of people watching Hatsune Miku throw a small dog off a building, before jumping off after it, but they were both fine, because they had glider-wing-things made of cardboard and duct-tape. Then everyone in that small crowd, myself included, were trapped in her futuristic hotel-apartment thing with crazy-awesome future-technology-stuff. And that was the end of the dream.
According to some weird dreams I've been having lately (the day before yesterday's bunch was quite the varied spectacle), it seems my subconscious ships Tails/Cream and Foxy/Bonnie.
These conflict directly with my conscious mind shipping Tails/Amy and Foxy/Mangle.
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