We were in some kind of city-place, and my dad told me to go into this dome-shaped toy store type thing and get something for Christmas. The inside of the store was huge, and looked kind of like an arcade.
I was walking down one of the isles, when this elf lady told me I was browsing too much and kicked me out. Then my dad appeared out of no where and was wearing tights, and said we have to go all stealth-mode. So we ran into the store, and got a Pikachu plushie and a Sirius plushie, and some other stuff before being chased out by the angry elf lady.
Then when we got out of the store, we jumped, froze in the air, landed on a matress and rode it down a hill. Then everything went white, and I saw a letter that said, "We managed to acquire the nessasary items, although I found out the Pikachu was controlled by a demon and had to tear it up and light its remains on fire." (Something like that). Then I woke up.

I'm bored.
Last night I dreamt I was eating never ending toast. I was looking at my self in third person, and it was just one peice that regenerated when you took a bite. Thats how it was until I woke up.
Its wAs ALl... Weird.