Another shortish chapter, it MAY be a little bit confusing as it switches from real life to dreamland...

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"Why hello, Changer. Lovely to finally catch you asleep. You know, I've known you since you were a little egglet. And that disgusts me." She said.

"Go away. I've heard all about you. You're awful, and I don't want to go near you, even in a dream." I said, backing up.

"Oh, ok. Reminds me of Tsunami and Clay. They attacked me mid-conversation! Ugghhh. Why can't ONE. DRAGON. Like me from our first conversation?!" She exclaimed.

"Because you are very hard to like." I answered, then ran as she chased after me.

"Come back here you little worm!" She screamed.

"No!" And I unfurled my wings, and used them to propel me further.

*Meanwhile, in real life*

Tidepool looked at me as my head shifted and I groaned. It had been six hours since rollcall, and it was 2 'o' clock.

"Tree!" She called. Tree rushed to my bedside with a damp cloth and some medicine. My eyes remained closed, and Tree lay the cloth on my forhead with with a sigh. Ember walked in, and silently begged me to forgive her. She walked out of the room.

*Meanwhile, in dreamland*

"You are SO lucky that I can't keep up with you, you little brat!" Scarlet screamed. (P.S: Found out that it was one T not two) A flame spurted out of her nose, and suddenly she was gone.

Something cold touched my forhead. I lifted a talon to touch it, and I realised that Tree must have put a cloth on my head. I felt in the middle of my horns, where my spines along my back started. There was a deep cut, and it hurt when I wasn't frightened by Scarlet. I touched it, and it didn't hurt anymore than if I wasn't touching it.

I realised that I couldn't feel things touching or holding me when I came here. I must be waking up, I thought happily. I stood still for a little while with my eyes closed, to no avail. I sat down, and I thought of ways to wake up. (She doesn't know that she was unconsious, she thought she was just asleep. She also doesn't know how long she has been unconsious.)

I pinched myself, pulled a spine, banged a horn against the ground, bit my tounge. Nothing. I sighed, and I hoped that Crimson would yell rollcall soon so I could wake up. I was first fascinated by it, but now I hated this dream.

Scarlet returned looking angrier than ever. Her faced was cloaked in smoke as it licked her horns and face.

"Want me to melt the other half of your face?" I asked. (I could also shoot magical death spit. (Venom))

"Like you could do that in a dream, sleeping beauty." She smirked. I shot a bolt of white flame at her face and she copped the brunt of it.

But still she stood there, with an evil grin on her face.

"Oh no you don't!" I yelled. I charged at her head first, and she left the dream again.

I was angry and frustrated, so I decided to lie down.

*Meanwhile, in real life*

My head moved, and Palm was by my side in an instant.

"Cacti!" She called. It was day two. (It had been around 32 hours.) I groaned, and my eyes were moved quickly under my closed eyelids.

"Starsight! Tidepool! Tree!" She called. Four dragons rushed into the room.

"What?" Tree asked.

"I think she's waking up!" Palm said excitedly.

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