[This is going to be consious-stream of thought type dream, okay?]
I'm asleep in my bed, and I'm drifting off to a dreamless sleep, the doorbell rings. I wake up, and it's the mailman, handing me a huge package in the mail. I open it, it's a jacket, with two books, and a manila envolope. I open the envolope, and inside is my birth records. I notice the jacket then, it's like Scooter's jacket, and I put it on, smiling, I snuggle into it. It smells a little odd. Like it's been worn already. I look at the name embroidered on the upper left breast...it says "Richard". Gasping, I then tear into the manila folder/envolope.
Richard Hunt is my father. Another smaller white letter falls out. They want me to come and visit them, for many different reasons they cannot say why.
Then I'm on a plane, going to Hollywood California. Meeting them, we talk about lots of different things. I suggest MuppetFest, they all smile, and say they'd love to do it, but Disney and blah, and blah. And I tell them, don't worry about Disney, just show them how much MONEY they'll make and they'll for it. They do so, and we have a MuppetFest!
I wear Richard's Scooter jacket the entire time, I feel like he has his arms wrapped around me.
Then I'm falling, through the sky. I try to keep ahold of the jacket, but it rips away from me, into shreads in sky above me. I'm still plummeting, until I hit something soft.
And it's warm, I look around, and gentle arms are grabbing around me. Hugging me, I look up, and I see Richard's smiling face looking down at me. I realize...I'm a baby in his arms, and he is saying something to me, but I cannot understand it. Then it dissolves into blackness...
And I wake up....