Me: *kicking Dream* *kicks her fingers*

Dream: *falls on ground dramatically*
I look around
My fingers go numb
I see her coming to get me...
She's coming to get me...

Me: are you okay?

Dream: no! I'm not okay! You broke my fingers!

Me: okay *kicks her again* get up then

Dream: no

Me: why?

Dream: I can't walk

Me: how do your fingers bring broken have anything to do with your legs?

Dream: they do! Fingers control your legs!

Me: no, no they don't.

Dream: yes they do! *wiggles left hand fingers* *moves legs* I can't bend them because of you!

Me: why can't you just use your left arm?

Dream: because my right fingers control my bending of my legs. *picts up random backscratcher with RIGHT hand*

Me: you just picked that up with your broken hand!

Dream: duh! My fingers control my legs! Not my hand!