It was a dream, it had to be. Good things like this didn't happen to him, he was the personal running gag of the universe. 'There goes Junkyard, give him a kick!'<br/><br/>He didn't move, simply enjoying the moment, wanting to hold onto it until the world decided it was done letting him actually have some peace, and needed to wake him up. Probably with a minion making something explode under the cot again.