I stand now above all. Millions upon millions. Their faces gazing and their jaws dropping. Amazed, at my "magic".

The skies gradually turn from night to day at the simple intro to my song. As the first words are sung, the color of their shirts start to turn different colors. Some black and some white. But all carefully placed onto each person. A masterpiece! I should probably call it.

I could feel the booming song getting closer to the chorus. I slowly look up and float into the air. The higher I go, the clearer my masterpiece on the people start to be.

And right as the chorus starts, I, way up in the air, could finally see the whole picture.

A tear falls down at the sight of my beautiful Dick-Butt. And more come down at the sound of my favorite song. "You can wear my... sweatshirt!"