//------------------------------// // Dream 1: SMG4's Dream // Story: Princess Luna's Dream Battle (The Sequel) // by PuzzlShield //------------------------------// -Inside Peach's Castle- SMG4 was standing in the Middle of the room, curiously looking around to see if anyone's there... but suddenly, he was unable to move anywhere but got his shoes glued to the floor. But he did noticed something. SMG4 sees himself, but in his 3rd Phase in his insane form. "Hey you! You mind wanna help me out of this?" SMG4 Yelled. His insane counterpart didn't say anything... until... "Why didn't you finished it?" He said. "Wait, finish what?" SMG4 asked. Ever since The latest SMG4 Movie that immediately destroys the same castle (along with Peach), that flashback of the same Mar10 Day Incident still comes back to haunt him, even though he and his friends got themselves a new castle, too. SMG4's Other counterpart spoke again, "The Video! YOU SAID YOU WILL MAKE IT PERFECT!!!" "Look, I have no idea what the heck you're talking about!" SMG4 Yelled. SMG4's other self turns around and punches him, but the same Magical Barrier that were casted by Luna protects Four. Well, the same goes, Luna tells SMG4 That it's a dream, tells him to face his fears and Four agrees and Luna's Team went out the door and back to the Dream Realm... But meanwhile at SMG4's Room, MK Ennard was looking around, seeing of there's something useful to use as a weapon. "Huh?" What Ennard found was a sight to behold, It was the old Ink Weaver that Axol (now dead) held for the past SMG4 Generation... you know, before he turned evil by an Edthrok Curse and died by Melony since couple of WOTFIs ago. At last, after all these years, Ennard finally have the Ink Weaver in his hands. 'Maybe I should use this as a weapon.' He thoughts to himsekf as he puts his weapon behind his back, 'That'll oughta show 'em!' But before he leaves his dream, he quickly takes another swig of his champagne and says, "mmm, good champagne." But as he leaves, The Heartless scanned the room, makes a mess and follows his tracks.