I'm so so sorry for delaying this chapter. Stuff came up and I wasn't able to upload or write.

     Allura had thought it was a good idea to invite a bunch of the Arusians into the castle as a welcoming... gift... thingy. I really had no idea. All that I knew was that Allura wanted it to happen. So it did. And guess what? I was in charge of the decorations, which, I was excited for at first. But then I realized how high I would have to get up and how much stuff I would have to get. So here I am, my only support my jetpacks, hanging up Altean streamers.

     "[Name], how's it going?" Allura yelled up to me. 

     "Good! I– WOAH!" I yelled back as my jetpacks faltered for just one second. 

      "Are you okay?" Allura shouted back up. 

      "Yeah. I should probably get down so I can charge these motherfuckers," I shouted down. I slowly floated down to meet Allura.

      She had a confused look on her face. "What was that last word you used?"

     "Motherfucker?" I questioned.

     "Yes. Is that a Human term? What does it mean?" Allura asked, doing the famous Castiel head tilt. 

     I smirked. "It's a word you say to someone who you think is cool. I suggest you say it to Lance," I may have looked calm on the outside, but in the inside I was cackling. I love these opportunities. 

     Allura smiled kindly. "Okay! I'll go tell Lance that! Thank you [Name]!" She waved, walking to where Lance was stationed; cleaning.

     I decided to get out a recording device and walk over to where Lance was to watch this. 

     Allura got there and said these exact words; "Hi Lance! You're a motherfucker,"

     The funniest part of this conversation wasn't Allura's kind smile, it was Lance's double-take. And then watching Lance get so confused. Allura turned back to me.

     "Did I say that correctly?" Allura asked me. 

     In between laughs, I barely managed to get out the word; "Perfect" before doubling over in laughter once more.

      Allura left to resume what she was doing and Lance gave me a bitchface. "You just had to do that didn't you?" Lance told me, putting his glove-covered hands on his hips.

     Still laughing, I said, "Duh!"

     "I hate you," Lance said.

     "No ya don't. Anyways, I gotta go charge my jetpacks and take a nap. Adíos!" I waved goodbye.

     Once I got to my room, I practically fell on my bed. I stared up at the ceiling for about five minutes before falling asleep. 

     I was in a meadow. It was peaceful. There were butterflies floating around, occasionally landing on a nearby flower. The grass was about knee high. I was wearing a flowy light red dress and my long [haircolor] hair was down. After looking around for a while, I started walking through the grass. 

     As I explored the feild, I noticed something in the treeline nearby. I started walking towards it, curious. It was something purple. As I got closer, I saw it was some sort of purple plant. When I eventually got to it, I saw it was a sort of bush. As I reached out to it, a creature's hand appeared and grabbed mine; pulling me in. I gave a small scream before everything that I saw was black.

     I woke up with a start, tangled in sheets. I quickly got out of my bed and to my bathroom where I splashed some cold water in my face. I looked up at myself in my mirror.

     The part that freaked me out the most about the dream was the very last thing I saw.

     I saw bright, yellow eyes.