"Where am I?"
Inside a tree in Dreamland, a small pink blob woke up from a really long nap. His name is Kirby.
The blob sat up. He was covered in moss, and dirt, and beetles the size of his feet with rosy red cheeks and large sparkling eyes. Kirby screamed and flailed his fleshy pink stubs in mad circles to make the beetles fly off in a clustered buzzing frenzy. One of them farted little pink hearts as it flew away.
Waving his arms made Kirby lose his balance, and so he fell over onto his back. He rolled back and forth in a pathetic turtle-like struggle to get back to his feet. He soon gave up because he was too tired and hungry to put so much effort into things like getting back to his feet.