dream, dream, dream, dream, dream.

It was morning now, bright an' early.

Dream Swirl awoke and found himself in the same room as in his dream!

He shook his head.

I'm such an idiot.

ya got that right, now when ya gonna tell them you name's realy St-

CAN IT!

why? No one can hear us Swirl.

I know it's just...

He was going to finish, but was stopped by a pink earth pony.

"So why'd ya head in ta the ever free?" Pinkie Pie said.

"Why does that concern you?" Dream Swirl said. "Can not we make our own decisions? And can not we make our own mistakes without a pony hovering over our head all the time?"

Pinkie Pie raised an eye brow.

"Why do you sound like Princess Luna reading Hoofe Sphere?" Pinkie asked, suspiciously.

"Sorry..." Swirl said. "I've been reading WAY too much old Hooveish poetry lately."

You're so old you could have KNOWN Will Hoove Sphere.

Ha ha. Very funny.

He was now paying full attention to pinkie.

Dude, you know that mare we took the keys from?

ya, what about her?

She's a big fan of yours.

Of all the terrible things that could happen, this is THE. WORST. POSIBLE. THING!

He looked at pinkie, and with a brief good bye, he ran out of her room.

"Wait! Swirl!" Pinkie Pie yelled. "Come back!"