Script

(A magical figure emerges from above the bulletin board.)

Stanley! Staaaaaanley!

Who's talking?

Psst, check out the bulletin board lil' britches.

(STANLEY looks at the bulletin board and sees it has come to life. STANLEY falls out of bed.)

What's going on!

I'm here to make your wish come true.

This has gotta be a dream.

Did you make a wish on a falling star?

I did.

And do you want that wish to come true, no matter what happens?

I don't know...

Pick up the pace, sour face  you want this wish no matter what?

I think so.

Then let's review! You wanna travel the world, do something amazing, something the world's never seen before, no matter what.

Is that possible?

Totally possible. Now... how best to do it? Magic carpet? Naw, too obvious. Nose that grows when he lies? That's just creepy. Oh, I got it. Yeah... That's flat out fun.

Uh, talking-bulletin-board-fairy-santa-thingy... dream over?

Dream over. Sleep tight, or should I say... flat.

Sleep flat? What's that supposed to mean?
(STANLEY yawns.)
What a crazy night.

(STANLEY falls asleep.)