I had a dream last night that went like this.
I'm in some very dusty ancient ruins with my cousin Tanner (He's in almost every one of my dreams) And I get attacked by some Star Wars characters (you probably wouldn't know) I fight them off then receive a message that my best friend and his sister and all of my family are touring "Flapjack City" (It's up in these really high mountains and there are mountains everywhere and everything is covered with snow and the city is built on this big red Frisbee thing that is very bendy) And the "Frisbee Thing" is going to slide off the mountain. So I have to fight a couple more Star Wars characters off and then some aliens from Halo until finally I have to hike the Machu Picchu trail but at the top is Flapjack city. The "Frisbee Thing" has already started to slip off and everybody is screaming so I jump and grab it with my cousin Tanner (He's been with me the whole time) while it's on the edge and we pull it back up with the help of some Sporgins (I knew what they were called in the dream for some reason. They are pretty much orange-colored moose spirits [beats me. don't ask]) We keep pulling it until it is at the top of the mountain instead of on this ledge that it used to be on. Next the town's people decide to name the town after me: "Braidonvile". After I try to explain that my name is spelled differently, everybody gets mad at me (Except Tanner and his girlfriend who are happily kissing) and they push me of the ledge. As I am looking up and falling, I see Tanner on his belly look over the edge and reach down to me as if trying to grab me then he is dragged away. I fall for about an hour or so and it was the most realistic fall I have ever had in any of my dreams, then I wake up with no blankets on me, halfway off my bunk, and with a sore throat and runny nose.