You focus on the past few hours and conjure up your best recreation of the castle gardens.

Princess Luna looks around and raises a curious eyebrow at you. “We were just here, together. Why this?”

“Well of course we were just here,” you nervously scoff. “That was…on purpose.”

“But what reason could we have to return so soon to…” Princess Luna’s eyes suddenly shine with understanding. “Ah! I see! It is an ironic, self-referential piece of dream art! First the flowers and now this; you are a classy one!" She takes in the scenery for another moment. "Let me try next!”

Princess Luna’s magic morphs the dream world, and in a few moments you are standing outside the doors to her chambers. “What do you think of that!?” she asks proudly.

“Wow,” you say, covering your mouth with a hoof and feigning understanding of the current social dynamic. “It’s very…self…residential.”

For the next while, you and the Princess take turns creating works of postmodern dream art. Some are actually thought provoking, while most are simply strange.

One of your creations, in which Canterlot Castle is turned upside down and balancing on one of its spires while an incredibly large Prince Blueblood continually cries in anguish in the background, puts Princess Luna in stitches. Eventually her howling laughter infects you, as well.

The next thing you know, your bunkmate is shaking you awake and asking what is so funny.

You nearly smack him.

Proceed to Chapter 21.5.