Book3:WereMyDreamIs

heBARTstationandsawseveralpeoplelininguptobuyticketsfromtheticketvendor.Hesuddenlyrememberedthathehadnomoallonhim,sohowwashetopurchaseaticket?Turningtohistwoloyalservants,hesaid,

    “IhavebeeutetoolongtorememberIneedcash.Doyouguyshaveanymoneyonyoutobuymeaticket?”Creativityshruggedandreplied,

    “Howcouldwehaveanymoneyonus?Wehideintheairanddon’tevenwearclothes.”

    “Whatwedo?”saidDimitriinaquandaryandpacedaroundnotknowingwhattodo.

    “Don’tworry,KingDimitri”saidCreativity.“Thisisnobigdeal,I’llthinkofsomething.”Justthenayoungmanwearingrimlessgsseswalkedover.Hewaswelldressedandlookedlikeawhite-colrworkerfromsomebank.Creativityreachedintotheyoungman’spocketforhiswallet,opeandtookoutaBART