It was about to be 1 a.m. in the morning at Brian and Snoopy's house, but this night was not going good. Brian just woken up from a terrible nightmare and Snoopy hurried in to Brian's room to comfort him. "Oh Snoopy, it was awful I had a horrible nightmare but this time it was not like the last one I had," Brian sobbed.
Snoopy's eyes grew huge and tapped Brian's hand with care; for whatever happens to either of them, they will always be there for each other. "I know it's getting late but can you bring me a cup of warm milk?" Brian asked politely. Snoopy nodded and went downstairs to go get his friend a cup of warm milk. After Snoopy left his room, Brian took a couple of deep breaths then he wiped his tears off his eyes.
"I can't tell Snoopy my nightmare, he's done so much for me and I can't let him handle all this weight on me," Brian said to himself softly, "I just hope this was just a one time thing."
After seven minutes, Snoopy came back to his friend's room with a