"Don't worry, guys," Hal declared cheerfully. "If you could snap me out of that orange voodoo, we can definitely find a way to help Aya."
"You sure you're feelin' alright, Jordan? You were pretty deep in that orange lantern's influence."
"I'm fine, Kilowog. A little fuzzy-headed, but nothing a quick power nap won't cure. Razer, keep an eye on the comm." A grunt was the only response he got. He didn't push the Red Lantern; he was taking Aya's turn to the dark side harder than anyone. Poor kid. Hal went to his quarters fully intending to take that power nap, but there was just one thing he had to do first. Pulling out a notebook and a pen, primitive tools to the Guardians, he lay down on his bed and began to write. "Dear Princess Celestia. Today I learned a very important lesson about the strength and power of friendship…"
I REGRET NOTHING!