Dreams of the past - #9, #9, #9, #9...

I’m an Orange. My diameter is about 2/3 larger than a basketball. As if that weren’t interesting enough, I have 8 orange assassins after me. They all attack me, but I visualize Roy inside of my head, and in a few seconds I’ve killed all but 2 of them. I watch one of the oranges follow me, and I go into my house, which is a room with a second story connected to it by a ramp in the wall, with a small opening about big enough for an orange of my size. I lead the 2^nd to last orange up the ramp to the second story room, and then I eat all of him except for a piece of his peel, roughly the size of a curved sheet of paper. I then go back downstairs and see my roommate, who is a grapefruit, and he says that he will distract the last assassin. I go up to the second story and look through a small hole in the ground, which turns out to look like a dog sock puppet from the lower story. I feel that I have been discovered, so I exit the top room and cut off the last assassin orange from escaping, and I promptly consume him.

Totally unrelated, yet funny