The next thing Corazon knew, she was sitting on her hands and knees, panting, on the floor of her room. She was entangled in the bed sheet, as well. The lights were on, and bright. Quickly, Corazon tried to get up, but failed. It took a while, but Corazon had finally managed to untangle her sheet, get up onto her bed and try to calm down.

     “Corazon!” Giselle had barged into Corazon’s room. “Are you okay?”

     “We heard a scream!” Dienna added.

     “What happened?” Felicia asked.

     “Are you all right?” Tia wanted to know.

     “What’s going on in there?” Twilight’s voice came from the hall.

     “I’m fine.” Corazon panted. “Just a dream.” She took a deep breath. “It was just a bad dream. Just a dream.”

     “Hey!” Twilight yelled. “Can I come in?”

     “Yes!” Corazon yelled just before plopping her head into her pillow.

     “What’s going on?” Twilight demanded.

     “Corazon had a nightmare.” Dienna said, rather uninterestedly.

     “A nightmare?” Twilight was intrigued. “What sort of nightmare?”

     “Only the very freaky kind that seems so real that you don’t know which end is up when you wake up.” Corazon replied.

     “Enlighten me.” Twilight said as he stepped further into the room, with everyone else.

     “Sit down.” Corazon said. “It’ll take a while.” Then she relayed the whole dream as close to detail as she possibly could. “I’m almost afraid to go back to sleep.”

     “Oh, please do!” Dienna said, without sarcasm. “That was a good story!”

     “Dienna!” Tia snapped.

     “What?” Dienna protested. “It’s a good story!”

     “If you’re not going to take it seriously, then go back to bed.” Twilight said. Then he added. “Or go fix breakfast. It’s seven ‘o clock, so there’s no use in trying to sleep anymore unless you’re really tired. Now, about that dream.”

     “What about it?” Corazon asked. Then she took a good look at Twilight’s serious face. “You’re not going to tell me that that dream was supposed to be forecasting the future, are you?”

     “Actually, I am.” Twilight said. “We’d all better be careful from here on out. It sounds like the Bandaa are pretty mad at us for that escape.”

     “Who wouldn’t be?” Dienna asked. “I mean, one tiny ship taking out all those attack drones!”

     “She does have a point.” Felicia said matter-of-factly.

     “Yeah,” Tia said. “We better watch our backs.”

     Corazon moaned and flopped into her pillow.

     “What’s wrong with being careful?” Giselle asked.

     “It’s just that,” Corazon said after turning to take her face out of the pillow. “It sounds like I’m going to be the one everyone else winds up counting on and what if I can’t do it?”

     “Corazon, don’t worry about that.” Giselle said.

     “Actually, I think she’s right.” Twilight said.

     “You’re not helping.” Corazon put in.

     “Really!” Twilight exclaimed. “I had a dream once. It was just as real as that one, and every last bit of it came true.”

     “Then you had better be extra careful.” Dienna glared at Twilight. “Because Corazon said that you had been caught by the Bandaa.”

     “Not exactly.” Felicia argued.

     “It was close enough.” Dienna snapped back.

     “Look, why don’t we all just go eat breakfast?” Corazon suggested.

     “Sounds good to me.” Giselle said as she stood up. “Are you going to be okay?”

     “I’m fine right now.” Corazon said. Then she yawned. “I guess that dream tired me out.”

     Giselle laughed, but Twilight gave Corazon a very stern look. She rolled her eyes.

     “You should pay attention to that dream.” He said very seriously. “Remember what you said about hope? Here’s what I say about hope. I say that hope is fine on it’s own, but even better with wise actions.”

     “I’m a poet.” Corazon said. “When I talk like that, I talk from my heart, like any real poet would. I write like that, too, sometimes. Just because I talk it and write it, doesn’t mean I am it.”

     “But you have it in you.” Twilight said. “That’s what counts. It’s that you have that heart that you speak from and write from. It’s that you are able to feel other’s pain because your heart is so big. What counts is that you have all the power in the world to do anything. You do. That’s because of your heart and what’s in it.”

     “You’re as good as I am.” Corazon said.

     “At what?” Twilight asked.

     “Making people believe what you say is true,” Corazon answered. “Even if it isn’t.”

     “Do you think I’m lying?” Twilight demanded.

     “No.” Corazon quickly responded. “That’s not what I meant. Whether all that about my heart is true, or not, you make it sound so believable that I can’t help but go along with it.”

     “That’s how I made a lot of my friends,” Twilight wistfully said. “And enemies.” Smiling, he and Corazon left Corazon’s room.

     Then Twilight went to change his clothes while the girls went to get breakfast ready. Because Tia and Felicia had helped Twilight the night before, it was the other three’s turn to fix a meal. With a little argument, Corazon, Dienna and Giselle fixed eggs, bacon, toast, and milk for everyone.

     “That was tough.” Dienna said when she finally sat down.

     “It’s because you have to add a bunch of extra ingredients to whatever it is you’re going to cook.” Felicia said. “They lack so much in the first place in order to make it easier to carry them in outer space.”

     Dienna just sniffed before eating her food. Then Twilight joined them and sat down to eat his meal. Everyone ate breakfast in silence. They were either thinking about Corazon’s dream, or about what they would do when they docked that afternoon.

     “So,” Giselle said when she was done.

     “So.” Corazon replied.