Floppy Flapzee at the trash can and he is asleep, resting after another long week. He was tired and uncomfortable, however, the trash can he was sleeping in was full of garbage and smelled awful.

He didn't want to sleep here any longer, and he decided to leave. He walked through the city, past the hustle and bustle of everyday life, until he came upon a park. It was much nicer here, and he found a spot to rest his head.