look how happy they all are when i point my happy gun at them! they dance around and yell having the time of their lives! oh, how i love to make people happy!

it's been six years now since i was taken out of the scary place. i lived there all my life until the nice doctor and general let me out. they said i could help people. make them happy and make them stop fighting.

the general gave me the happy gun that shoots magical red dust that makes people dance and sing. he put me in my sane suit, though, so i couldn't make myself happy with the dust. he says i have a mission to make everyoen wearing the other color happy.

i love it so much that i can't help but laugh with them! they are so tired from the dancing that they fall over and go to sleep. i wish i could do that. because of the sane mask, i can't ask them to wake up or talk to the other happy soldiers on my team. they look at me like i'm crazy or something when i talk to them.

maybe they aren't as happy as i thought... when all the other color is happy... i'll have to make my friends happy as well.