Dream thought that he would liven things up for everyone. "UNDER THE TREE!!" he yelled.

"What?" George heard that. "Oh, Dream's singing."

"UNDER THE TREE!!!" Dream continued. He could hear Bad and Sapnap starting to laugh. "Remember this, George?" he said. He was singing the version that he sang when they were trying to beat the game while he was a dog. "I AM A DOG, UNDER A LOG!!! UNDER THE TREE!!!"

George started to laugh harder. "Dream, stop!" he laughed. He could hear his friend's wheeze. That wheeze.....why did he like it so much?

Dream laughed again and ran off. I sound like a teakettle! he thought. He looked at the world. He saw a glimpse of desert biome. He scaled the mountain again back down to the plains. He walked in the direction of the sand. Later, he found the desert. He mined the dead bushes and got sticks. Then he saw a silhouette of a building in the distance. He picked up his pace. Is it a village? Or, maybe if I'm lucky, a Desert Temple! he thought. He reached the structure quickly, and found that he was lucky. A Desert Temple... he thought. He ran inside and started mining down. When he got to the bottom, his pickaxe was almost broken. Stupid wooden tools! he thought angrily. Oh well....there might be enough iron for me to make an iron one in here! He stopped in his tracks. Ha! Almost forgot! he thought. He mined the pressure plate so that he wouldn't blow the whole temple up. Then he mined down, switched to his hand and mined all the TNT that was down there. These will come in handy! he thought. He checked a chest. Some string....a couple of bones....two gold ingots.....YES! Three iron ingots! He went to the next chest. Rotten flesh, don't need that....some more bones and string....some sand....only one iron ingot, but that's fine, I already have enough. The next chest had four gold ingots, five string, ten bones and a Golden Apple. JACKPOT! He went to the last chest. Ok....diamond horse armor....a saddle....more bones....and two iron ingots. That's enough for an iron pickaxe AND an iron sword! He built his way back up and was on the run once more.