
Prochourus was out and about window shopping, he didn't have a lot of friends in town but he did have his siblings that he wanted to get gifts for if only he knew what he should get them. He frowned thinking. He had no idea he was a dancer and it was something that had always made him happy, he really needed to talk to his siblings more often and learn what they liked so he could figure out what to get them for the holidays. He looked into one shop that was filled with books and trinkets and thought about going inside. Many other nightmares and daydreams walked the streets behind him going from shop to shop, looking for their own treasures for the beings they cared about.