Yumeí: Meetings are boring.

Dream: Not exactly...

Yumeí:*angry mark* You know what I mean! They take so long!

Haloid: You're choosing to be worried about this? Not the-

Yumeí: *grabs Haloid in fist to muffle him*

Dream: This is technically Episode 27: 6 Degrees of Destruction

Yumeí was about 70% sure she had just been dreaming. Now she was suddenly in the Doom Dimension, not only in her true Morphodite form, but wearing her pajamas.

"What is this nonsense?!" she cried. The whole Dimension shivered as a sense of annoying calm entered the back of her consciousness.

There is a problem, the Doom Voice said quietly-Yumeí supressed the desire to say "no duh!" We must go to New Vestroia and confer with the six ancient warriors.

Yumeí was about to give a snippy respose-she was really tired and wanted to sleep-but there was a sudden chill around her as she felt the Doom Dimension's consciousness overpowering her own.

"What the crud are you doing?!"

When I say 'we', I refer to that I will be the one participating at the meeting, and you are simply my host. I have no body of my own to use, so pardon me for using yours. You are the Queen here.

Though she wanted desperately to be able to say no, but the pure force of the Doom Conscience made her want to whimper. It was the most bizarre sensation, to have her own body moving without her permission. The Doom Conscience used her Morphodite skills to transform, then opened a doom portal to a mystical-looking dimension where the Six Ancient warriors stood waiting.

"Code Adam," Lars Lion greeted them. Yumeí was surprised; she'd never heard the name of the Doom Dimension's consciousness before.

The Ancient warriors did not give any prelude, and immediately began to discuss. Code Adam showed Yumeí a small recap from the observation room.

She watched Zenoheld's message play out and immediately thought how stupid the whole situation seemed. He challenged them to battle. So go fight him already!

Code Adam seemed amused-whether at his Host's train of thought or the heavy debate among the evenly divided Ancient warriors, Yumeí was not sure.

"Enough," Code Adam said with her mouth. "Take Zenoheld's battle request. If you lose, you must pass along your attribute energies."

"And if we must pass along our power, to whom should we give it?" Frosch asked. Yumeí felt her mouth twitch into a smile.

"The Resistance has served New Vestroia well in the past. They will not fail you."

Yumeí wanted so very badly to comment, but Code Adam's hold over her body was tighter than a straightjacket. She sent sent a snippy comment with her thoughts, but-irritatingly enough-he gave no reaction.

"We will trust your judgement," Apollonir said. "Thank you."

Giving no reaction, Code Adam opened a Doom Portal and walked through. Yumeí scowled, and doing so, discovered that she was in full control.

"Well that sucked," she said. Code Adam seemed amused. Exiting the Doom Portal, she felt his presence go back to whatever hole it'd come from.

"Thanks for nothing," she grumbled. "You interrupted my sleep."

Actually, I didn't. Wake up. It's morning in the outside world.

Yumeí opened her eyes, and realized he was right. She muttered angrily in japanese as she pulled her hair back into a braid. Shun opened her door and poked his head in, narrowly missing the rubber band Yumeí shot at him.

"When's breakfast?" he asked. "Since you won't unlock the kitchen, we're starving down here."

"Shut your yap," she yawned. "I had a rough night, now gimme a chance to get dressed."

Shun left her alone, and she pulled on a pair of loose jeans and T-shirt. She slid down the stairs banister and fell at the end, much to the amusement of her brother and grandfather. She told them to shut up and made breakfast in a sour mood.

"Stupid extra-dimensional thing taking up all my sleep time," she growled, unable to articulate anything that made sense. Once all the food had vanished from the table, Shun stood, announcing that he needed to go to Marucho's house, and that the plane would pick him up in half an hour.

"Have fun," Yumeí said dryly. "Don't go and get yourself involved in something stupid."

Shun rolled his eyes, unaware that she was being serious. Yumeí walked back into her room and climbed through her skylight to the roof. Haloid popped out of his ball form on her windowsill and flew after her.

Squinting into the risen sun, Yumeí wondered what nonsense the Vestals were up to now. More shennanigans that she would have to fix, no doubt.

Dream: I cannot be the only one who finds this awkward.

Yumeí: I did not sign up for that, okay!

Dream: Hush up. I'm tired.

Yumeí: You're always tired!

Haloid: Dream is in a bad mood because no one is reviewing. Please end it. I don't know how much I can take.