....June 5th,2014..

...Night...

I had our bedroom be turned into a different scenery using magic and a little help from The Doctor. Just to make it possible for this one night. Time Lord technology has come in handy to change the bedroom. The tech has made the room bigger by the inside and smaller by the outside.

The door creaks open then slides open where Knight comes in. Knight's eyes become wide, her mouth became a perfect 'O',and her eyes show all the qualities of fascination. Knight walks forward letting the door close behind.

"Loki," Knight said, looking around. "What did you do to our bedroom?"

"I decided to do the unthinkable," I said, then walk forwards from behind a tree into Knight's line of vision.

For the time being since I have forgotten what they call the attachments to the Na'vi's head; I am calling it 'the head tail'. To be frank I turned myself into a Na'vi. Knight's face changes from a perplexed-fascinated facial expression to a 'oh my god, Loki is pampering me' reaction.

"Like what you see?" I ask.

Knight slowly nods.

"I do," Knight said, stepping forwards. "What is the occasion for?"

"We can try one last time," I said. "If we fail; you can decide who to adopt; no strings attached. We'll make the best of it."

I turn Knight into a Na'vi.

"I see what you are doing," Knight said, as the flying frogs with dazzling spinning drift past her.

I lift back a collection of long fine fern leaves.

"Not everyone has the tree of souls in their bedroom," I said.

Knight, so feline-like, walks through the natural made threshold into the area where the tree of souls lies.

"I..." Knight said, at a loss for words. Knight turns around—after four steps into the beautiful night scenery surrounding the ancient tree—facing towards me appearing to be perplexed. "How?"

"It is a one night deal," I said, walking in.

Knight turns her head back towards the tree of souls glowing nice tints of light colors in the long rope-like parts growing out of the tree. The vines on the ground floor glow a light shade of blue. Knight comes over to one of the rope parts. I want Knight to feel special on the night we try. Knight and I had not gone down this route at all, mostly because neither of us thought about doing it in Na'vi style.

Knight picks up her head tail then puts it on the long dangling rope part.

"We should hear it from her, first," Knight said. "If we ever take on the forms of Na'vi's again I want to be sure."

"What does the tree of souls do, again?" I ask.

Originally I intended the tree of souls to be a fancy light maker for tonight.

Apparently that is not happening.

"Just put yours on," Knight said.

I put mine on the same part.

There is music, sounds of children playing, young voices,old voices, and animal sounds coming through. It felt like the various English speaking voices spoke to me in words more wise than Midgardian literature. The long gray tentacle part of the head tail connects around some of Knight's fine other threads wrapped around the tree's vine. Words cannot describe what the tree is making me feel.

It feels so good.

Our head tails disconnected from the vines.

"She approves of it," Knight said.

"She?" I ask.

"You know the tree of souls is connected to everyone on Pandora," Knight said, she points over to a floating white puff with parts helping it fly. "Those are her messengers."

One of them lands in my right hand.

"So fluffy," I said, then look up to see many of them all over Knight's head similar to a crown.

Knight does not notice.

I really wanted to take a picture.

"What?" Knight asks.

"You look cute," I said, as the floating unusual creature flew off my hand. "With the crown of messengers."

"I am not wearing a crown," Knight said, turning her head towards the left.

And then they all flew off Knight's head.

"You were," I said. "And now you are not."

Safe to say Knight's reaction towards them landing on her head is unforgettable and rather amusing. The ground floor turns from blue to various pretty colors. My actual tail struck one of the heart shaped leaves making it turn a different color. This effectively happens to the other leaves. Knight is entranced by the flying frogs going 'ribbit' so softly yet adorably enough tonight became beautiful.

We came to a clearing around the tree lacking those long colorful rope parts but somewhere in the center. We did it there but with our head tails connected enhancing our experience through our probably 1,000th try. In the end we ended up falling asleep in a comfortable relaxing forest area. Our bedroom returns to it's normal state at 12:00 AM and so do we. We returned to our normal human form.

The clearing had turned into our bed.

This seer better be right or some one is not going to be happy with them.