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Tobor's eyes and mouth followed the flying Train of Thought closely as they flew over the Mountain of Brains. Max G navigated the train under Sharkboy's and Lavagirl's protection while Sarox stood guard on the roof.
"Why didn't you work back on Earth, Tobor," Max asked as they conversed.
"Some dreams are so powerful they become real, like Sharkboy and Lavagirl," he explained, "I, on the other hand, am still only a dream."
Max looked out the window at the mesmerizing view. Colorful skies completed with colorful clouds and dwarf planets visible to the horizon. The landscape was completely beautiful and perfect. The breeze blew gently through the windows into the train despite in they were flying in the air.
This is my perfect world, he thought to himself. I wish I live here forever and never go back to the real world. It doesn't fit me.
Sarox sat on the solid-hard metallic floor as he admired the beautiful landscape. It was so beautiful that anyone who saw it would love it. His face and hair was greeted by the gentle wind.
This is one mesmerizing world, he thought. Max is certainly a really good dreamer.
He tried to make out more of the view, until he spotted three objects flying in their direction. For a moment, they were too small for him to make out anything. But as they came closer, he realized what they were. The heart-shaped emblems on their chests betrayed that they were Heartless. And they were flying towards them.
"Sharkboy, get up here right now!" he called. "We're being attacked!"
It took a total fifteen seconds before Sharkboy climbed up to the roof; by now the Heartless had reached Sarox. Sharkboy ran toward the conflicting group and knocked down one Heartless. One of the other Heartless charged at Sarox; he countered with a wind-shielding spell and the force appeared in time to bounce it away. He then quickly took the chance to wipe it out with a fireball. Sharkboy caught the last Heartless and thrusted it in Sarox's direction, who conjured another fireball and vaporized it. The two boys then gave each other a high-five.
"Nice job," Sharkboy complimented.
"You, too," he replied.
Their sense of victory disappeared as quickly as it came when more Heartless suddenly appeared in a circle with them in the center.
"Lavagirl, we could use some help up here!" Sarox called.
"We're kinda busy down here," she called back from down under. While Sarox and Sharkboy were fighting, the train was infiltrated by another group of Heartless. Tobor's eyes and mouth disappeared into the horizon while Max hid behind Lavagirl's defenses. Since Max G had to pilot the train, Lavagirl had to protect them by herself. She fired lava at two Heartless, vaporizing them. The remaining lava touched wall behind and melted the metal, creating a huge hole.
"Oops," she mumbled to herself. I'll have to be careful with that.
A Heartless shot a strong beam at Max and Max G, who saw the attack and acted reflexively, blocking the assault with his shield and then threw it at the monster to knock it away. The last standing Heartless fired another beam in the boys' direction. They saw the coming attack and jumped away before it could touch them, subsequently it flew into the controllers resulting in a strong explosion that sent everyone away. The whole vehicle shook violently; Sharkboy grabbed the roofline before he could fall off the train. Max G, Max and Lavagirl eyed at where the controllers were, and then horror struck them; now they will not be able to monitor the train. Sarox and Sharkboy returned to find the mess... and a white mountain far up ahead. There was no way to control a train without controllers, and they will crash in a minute.
"Oh my," Sarox said in frozen lips.
Lavagirl got to her feet and looked out the window. Then, she drew the door stick, the only control that was left of the train. The door opened as it should.
"Jump, it will be alright," she ordered, and then jumped off the train without hesitation. While Max, Sarox and Max G shared hesitant glances, Sharkboy followed his partner without second thoughts.
Max G gave the others another quick glance before making his decision. "Come on," he shouted and then followed. Sarox and Max looked at the mountain up ahead again. Oh no. They had no more time to think. It was either to jump off to a deadly fate or crash and meet death indefinitely. That left them no choice but to do one thing. They shot one last glance to each other and jumped off the train in the same second. As they fell, no wind blew across their bodies like it should when a person was falling from the sky. Even weirder, their fall did not increase like the way gravity pulled a falling object. Then Sarox remembered that they weren't in the real world, they were in the world of Max' dream. Perhaps logic in dreams was altered by wild imagination. Then, maybe...
His thought interrupted when they landed on a mountain of white cream and crashed into the silk-soft ground. It wasn't until thirty or so seconds after the cream slipped into their mouths that they realized it tasted vanilla. A mountain of vanilla cream. That didn't make sense to Sarox.
Sarox and Max struggled as they climbed up the sticky, glossy and moldy sweet cream. The hard part was finding something solid enough to support their weight. If only there was something they could use...
A thought occured to Sarox in that moment. "This might work." He summoned the Keyblade, pointed it in a different direction of the hole and shot ice on the cream. It froze, became solid. It would probably be very slippery, but nothing a tiny fireball can't right. "Let's climb the ice, Max," he said.
As soon as Sarox climbed up to the edge, he offered his hand to Max and carefully pulled him up. Out of breath and strength, they both lay beside the edge for a minute with their backs on the creamy ice. Then a loud scream reached their ears and they lifted their heads and saw their friends running in their direction, all of whom were covered in cream in different colors.
"You okay?" Max G asked as soon as he reached Sarox.
He nodded. Then a question popped into his head. "Where are we?"
Lavagirl grinned and pointed forward. Sarox had to twist around to see what was up ahead. He expected more creamy mountains, but not this. High mountains made of sweets and cakes, some of them piled up by ice cream and cherries on top; grounds created by cookies and candy; and a long stream of river of milk. Above the cookie grounds lay more sweet cakes that were big enough to crash down a wooden house. There were at least ten or more gingerbreads up ahead that looked large enough to make a steady gingerbread house. He looked higher up, and then spotted a humongous gingerbread half buried on the hill.
He had his answer before Lavagirl confirmed it for him. "We're here - the Land of Milk and Cookies." Excitement reigned in her voice.
Fifteen minutes passed since they arrived in the Land of Milk and Cookies. Everyone except Sharkboy enjoyed some cookies, sweets and milk until they were too full to consume more. Max G knew that PJ would love this land more than any other - sweets were more irresistible to his friend than anything else.
"All right, Max," Sharkboy said. "You've had your cookies and milk. Now, go to sleep." He pointed to an open clearing on the cookie ground, plain enough for anyone to rest.
"I'll try," Max said. He lay down on the clearing and sent a finger across his cheek to scrape some cream that remained on his face and poked it into his mouth.
"Go to sleep!" Sharkboy's voice promised violence.
Max shut his eyes and forced himself to sleep.
"Hey, take it easy," Sarox said. "He won't be able to sleep with you stressing him like that."
Lavagirl rested quietly beside Max while Max G watched for potential disturbance - particularly Heartless and Mr. Electric. Suddenly, a thought came to her so fast that she didn't have time to think before she acted.
"Hey, Max." He opened his eyes to look at her. "I know you got a lot to think about. But if you happen to dream about who I am and how I fit into this world, it would be very helpful for me to know."
Sharkboy punched her shoulder so fast that her heat didn't have time to touch his skin. "Are you trying to distract him?"
"I'm sorry. I'm desperate."
Sarox raised his hands as if to stop a potential argument. "Okay, I think one of us should stay with Max instead. Lavagirl, you stay." He pointed. "We'll stand guard from all directions." He stood up and pulled at Sharkboy's shoulder. "C'mon, Sharkboy."
He grumbled a little, but complied to the idea. Max closed his eyes again to sleep peacefully. He started counting in his head. One. Two. Three. Lavagirl didn't talk again, and by the time he counted to eight, his mind began to fall under. Nine. Ten...
Colorful flashes of images flew by so fast there was barely time to see anything. Before Max could get a clearer view of picture, he was pulled into the next, and then the next. All that he could catch was a glimpse of each picture.
First, pleasant ones; Sharkboy driving a Shark Bike and Lavagirl standing at the mouth of a volcano, Sarox hugging Marlene as if they were reunited, Planet Drool once again a bright and happy asteroid. Then scary ones appeared; Lavagirl lying lifelessly in Sharkboy's arms, Sarox pointing his Keyblade at Max (who was also in the picture), Max and Sarox falling down an icy tunnel. And a white crystal necklace. All the while, a sentence appeared in his ears: You got the power. You just have to know how to use it.
Throughout the switching glimpses, he hadn't had time to decipher anything else. Then it stopped. He found himself standing on one spot. The place did not shift. He finally had the time to decipher his surroundings. A dreadful grand clearing in the middle of nowhere, no breeze blew by the location. Even the light in the sky was shady and grayish. The feeling of this atmosphere made him highly uncomfortable. But what disturbed him most was the figure that stood in front of him. It had the appearance of a boy, but he had his back on him. His black cloak and the vague light blocked his view. There was no way to get a closer look.
"Hello, Max," a familiar voice came from the boy. He began to turn around. Max walked closer to get a better look.
Wake up, Max! Wake up! Wake up!