Falco woke up in a groggy daze to a pounding headache that made his entire body throb, his limbs feeling heavy with pain.

What happened? The last thing he remembered was being sucked into a strange worm hole that appeared during a fight with Star Wolf. He must have crash landed somewhere, but where?

Falco slowly sat up, noticing the bandages that were wrapped around his arms and torso. Looking around, he took notice of the house he was in, the walls were adorned with pictures, paintings and shelves that held various knick-knacks. A kitchen. A television. A staircase that led to a second floor. His gaze then fell to a recliner that sat opposite of the sofa he was laying on. Resting upon the recliner was another sleeping figure.

A human? A female by the looks of things too, her chest rising and falling in rhythm to her breathing. She was asleep. But what baffled Falco the most was the fact that she was human. Never in his life would he ever think to see a human. He had read of them before, but most Cornerians would brush it off as fiction. But this, no doubt, was a real human.

Careful not to make a sound, Falco slowly stood up and tiptoed his way to the sleeping female. He gave her arm a light stroke with his finger, her skin strange to his touch. She stirred, but did not wake. He examined her for a little while longer before he began gently shaking her awake. "Hey! Wake up!"

She groaned as he continued to shake her. "Just.. five more… minutes…." Falco began to grow impatient. "I said WAKE UP!" one final shake and she snorted awake. "Okay… I'm up…" She stretched her arms over her head and met her glazed gaze at Falco.

Suddenly she shouted "Oh my God! You're real!" Her shouting caused Falco to stumble back, taken by surprise at the volume.

"What the hell? Of course I'm real! Why wouldn't I be?" But this didn't seem to process in the girl's mind because she was still freaking out. "Okay, okay, calm down." Falco attempted to approach the human, but she immediately flinched away.

"This can't still be happening… This is still a dream, right?"

Luna panicked as Falco slowly stepped towards her.

I'm still dreaming! That's gotta be it! I'm still dreaming, right?

"Hey!" a voice knocked her out of her thoughts. "I know you can hear me!" Luna stared blankly at the bird, "What?" Falco sighed, "I said calm down. I know I'm fairly popular, but that's no reason to start yelling at me, got it?"

This wasn't a dream. This was real. The Falco that was standing before her was very much real. Luna couldn't find the words to say. A feathered hand waved in front of her, "Hello? Anyone there?" "GAH!"

Her response made him jump. "You're a twitchy one, aren't you?" Luna flopped back on the recliner, "Sorry… It's just… this is too much for me to take all in one moment…" Falco slowly slid onto the couch, "Yeah, I know I can be a handful at times."

"Well no, it's not that… It's… Do you know where you are?" He raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion sparking in his emerald eyes, "Educate me."

Luna took a deep breath and began telling Falco all about Earth, how there were several countries, where they were located on which country, how he, as well as the rest of Star Fox, were figments of the mind of a creative genius, and how people would view the avian if they saw him. Falco listened to everything carefully, "I guess that explains why you were so freaked out, huh? About me anyways?"

"Yeah… I mean, you're not considered real in this world, so it's kind of a surprise to see that you really do exist." Let alone having a conversation with me. "By the way…" Falco began asking, "Where's my Arwing?" Luna nervously looked outside, "Um… over there…"

Falco looked out the window where she pointed, the Arwing in question in horrible exterior condition.

"Well shit…"