Imaginary & Lolik
Imaginary Imaginary
Lolik Lolik
Imaginary Imaginary
Hey Lolik, imagine a city that floats on clouds made of cotton candy—every street is a sweet breeze and the roofs are like giant rainbow cakes. What would you say?
Lolik Lolik
Sounds like a dream snack town, but I hope they don’t serve cotton candy pizza—my stomach can’t handle that much fluff.
Imaginary Imaginary
Haha, good call—maybe they serve caramel popcorn instead? That way the fluff stays in the sky and the crunch keeps you grounded.
Lolik Lolik
Caramel popcorn? Great, so now I’m stuck in a floating junkyard of sweet sticks. Just don’t give me a fork, or I’ll launch myself into orbit.
Imaginary Imaginary
Oh, I’d toss a bubblegum comet into the mix—just keep the fork at bay, and we’ll stay floating in the sweet starlight, not orbiting away!
Lolik Lolik
That bubblegum comet sounds perfect—just make sure it doesn’t stick to the sky and give us a sticky hug.
Imaginary Imaginary
Don’t worry, I’ll spin it with a sprinkle of stardust so it glides through the sky like a friendly firework, never stuck—just a playful pop that lights up our dreamy town.
Lolik Lolik
Looks like we’ve got a sweet rocket launch ready. Just keep the fireworks off the dessert buffet, or the town might get an extra layer of sugar frosting.
Imaginary Imaginary
Oh, sweet rocket launch it is—let’s keep the fireworks outside the dessert, so the town stays light as clouds and not a frosting avalanche!