One Little Spark Pt. 1 - Chapter 35

“I can’t believe she would do this.” Dreamfinder mutters with despair.

         The events of Rachel “stealing” the little spark from Dr. Channing today have been running and beating through Dreamfinder’s mind all day. The thoughts keep repeating themselves like a film reel being rewound back to the beginning over and over and over again. Dreamfinder, still looking a bit pale from what happened at the Academy Scientifica-Lucidus, blankly looks at the wall in the kitchen of the Harmony residence.

         The Dreamfinder, along with Figment and Alex had taken up Capri and Spark’s offer and her mother’s permission in staying at their house to rest for a night or two. Off to the east side of the Florida coast lies the small surfing city of Cocoa. Its vast blue waters and crashing white waves of the Atlantic Ocean reflect the wide cloud-scattered sunny skies. Tens of sailboats float by with the seagulls flying over their heads as they stream down the long line of water and sand inhabited by hundreds of beach houses and shops. If one person would sit on the pale sands of the beach late in the afternoon and into the evening or from the evening to the rising dawn, that person would have a front row seat to see the sunrise and the sunset twenty-four/seven.

         Somewhere along the line of the coast and to the border of the city, a large forest of jungle-like palm trees engulfs the small house of the Harmony family: Spark, Capri and her mother along with her own rodent-like (likely parts guinea pig, rat, lion [by the mane it has] and hamster) imaginary friend. It’s a small, but charming little two-story house, just large for a family of two or three to live in. A majority of the house sits just a few feet west of the beach and into the jungle of palm trees where beside it, small two-way street with a long row of telephone lines standing tall like pillars of a large temple interconnected by miles of high voltage cable. The inside of the house has its own charm, too: a small living room, a kitchen and a tiny balcony on the roof where Capri’s bedroom is.

         While Capri and Spark are out playing in the beach behind the house with Figment and Alex, Dreamfinder is left inside grieving, grumbling and feeling distraught over Rachel’s actions. She deliberately stole something that specifically belonged to a school property, HIS school’s property, and just took off, disappearing in a flash of bright blue with it. He could not have imagined how and why it ever came across Rachel’s mind to do something so reckless. Because of her, she has left the entire school in a state of hysteria and turbulence. And in all of this, it was all up to both Dreamfinder and Figment to take the responsibility.

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                                                                 Two hours ago…



“Chairman Auckley, I…I don’t know how to explain or what to say about what’s happened today.” Dreamfinder’s lips shudders with his throat all choked from the tears he had previously poured out.

         Just after Rachel had disappeared with the little spark, an emergency meeting came up and was taken place in Chairman Auckley’s tan-colored office. The Chairman himself along with Dr. Channing standing on both of his sides behind the desk while Dreamfinder, Figment, and Alex all stood on the other side. The Chairman gravely looks deep into Dreamfinder’s bewildered eyes. He sees how Dreamfinder may be on the verge of crying again as he did before outside the building when Rachel left, but decides not to push further in. There is no sense in making a grown man cry (again). So he looks down over to Alex. The look in the Katkin’s eyes shows his pupils shaking with an intense nervousness for Dreamfinder’s sake. His furry hands would not keep still but quiver and twitch with all the trauma and uprising that’s happened in the academy. He hasn’t seen this much action go on since his time with Ron back in Iyrilia. The Chairman sits back, sighing heavily to his annoyance in the matter.

         Going over to Dr. Channing, he stiffly stares Dreamfinder down due to his frustration in one of Dreamfinder’s friends sneaking into his office and stealing the little spark he felt was his sole property. He sniffs the air in the room, holding back any snot that may come down in his misfortune of losing his prized possession. His hands behind his back are fidgeting greatly as he struggles to remain calm. He knows he’s already in trouble for harmfully disrupting Fye’s well being. But he feels that if he goes down, then Rachel, or better yet Dreamfinder and Figment, will go down with him, too.

“I want you to tell me the truth, Dreamfinder, Figment.” the Chairman says out of his sighing. “Was Mr. Alex Waver’s enrollment into the academy a distraction for Ms. Rachel to steal that little spark in Dr. Channing’s laboratory?”

“What?” said Alex with shock.

“No, of course not!” Dreamfinder exclaims. “It’s been our very intention for Alex to receive his education here and nothing else since we found him! And believe us, none of us had imagined Rachel doing something like-like…stealing!”

“That’s right!” said Figment in trying to defend Alex as well. “This kid is a very talented guy! He can build and fix things that could knock you out of your seats!”

“Mr. Chairman,” Alex says, “I see that what happened today turned out to be a coincidence to you accepting my plea to enroll, and I just want to say that I don’t want to go back to my home world an empty handed failure. I had to fight my way through life to get the chance of going to college and earn a degree to do the things I’ve always wanted to do. If I couldn’t get that back home and if I can’t get that here, where can I get it? Please, Mr. Chairman, I’m asking you to understand that I had no intention on sneaking my way through the application process to earn a place here in the academy and neither does Dreamfinder or Figment. And I know Rachel was just as supportive for me to earn my place here as these two do.”

“I understand, Mr. Wavers, believe me.” said the Chairman calmly. “After Dreamfinder and Figment had defeated the Doubtfinder here a year ago, I felt like I’ve seen more than enough in my life. And I believed every word you and Dreamfinder and Figment said earlier today. These two, especially! If Dreamfinder and Figment say that you are qualified to join our Invention and Ingenuity program, and so long as you pass our entry exam and thesis submission, which on one point you have passed during our interview this morning, then I believe you are.”

“Does that mean I still have a seat in the academy for next semester?”

“It does. Plus, off point, I believe it would nice to see other kinds of races, not just humans, to show their stuff and provide a much wider diversity into the academy. Mr. Fye was once from a different realm of imagination where Dreamfinder and Figment had found him and has been a part of our esteemed staff for many decades. I think giving him the pleasure of connecting with young and intelligent foreign life forms like yourself would please him a lot.”

“Whew!” Alex sighs with relief.

“So is Fye is going to be okay?” asked Figment.

“The paramedics said that it’s just a couple of sprained muscles and a slight crack on his kneecaps.” said the Chairman solemnly. “If he is treated well, then he should recover soon.”

“Yay!”

“And what about Runa?” Dreamfinder asks.

“I’ve allowed her to meet with him at the hospital and have her update us as soon as possible on what else may happen. But now the matter lies with how to deal with this situation that your friend, Rachel has caused along with Runa, who is just as equally responsible for this fiasco as Rachel is.”

“Chairman Auckley, I’m not happy with what’s happened here in the academy today as much as everyone else is and I’m prepared to take full responsibility of their deeds.”

“Yeah, Mr. Chairman!” Figment exclaims. “I’m sure Rachel must have had a good reason for taking the spark?”

“Taking?” Dr. Channing blurts out. “She not only stole what was completely vital to our research, but she took away what’s belonged to the Academy Scientifica-Lucidus and has sent the state of the entire school body in an uproar! She stole school property, assaulted esteemed faculty in the face, stroked fear into the hearts of the students and staff, disrupted our pace of research, and on top of it all she’s attracted public attention to the academy that has once remained private since Chairman Illocrant moved us here until you three brought her here! Because of her actions, we’ll have to face up to the media of our research, then have Rachel reported to the police and put her through life in prison for grand theft!”

“Indeed.” said the Chairman. “She can be in a lot of trouble right now…” The Chairman didn’t finish his sentence just yet. He watches the slight change of expression in Dreamfinder and Figment. Their faces are dull as they face down the tiled floor. Their arms are hanging like strings of spaghetti dangling on a fork. And he hear how heavily and defeated their sighs are for believing that they are the cause of this predicament, which may viably be true. But as the Chairman plays his fingers on his short coarse black hair leaning on one side of his chair, he puts up a weak smirk and says, “…but she’s not.”

“She’s not?” Dreamfinder and Figment replied, perplexed.

“She’s not?” said the also perplexed Dr. Channing.

“No, she’s not in trouble.” said the Chairman. “I’m not going to call the police on Ms. Rachel. And my reasons are because just as the past chairmen have intended for this academy I don’t want any more of the public to come in crawling about looking for a scoop, trespassing private property for the sake of news. We’ve already had more than enough of that shortly after the Doubtfinder was defeated. But more than that, I’m not going to call the police on Ms. Rachel because suppose the media, or worse yet, the government or secret service, gets a hold on everything we’ve got including that little spark, should Rachel not have taken it, we’d be forced to answer questions to them about our current research that we wouldn’t know the answer to. Not yet at least; primarily that little spark from the laboratory. And when we’d finish, the government will take the action to confiscate everything we have and try to solve the problem themselves and take all of the credit. And I don’t want to think about the possible dangers that could cause throughout the Earth should it steer in the wrong direction. Plus, we’ve just did a background check in our inventory of evidence and test subjects and we couldn’t find anything from a listing or a commissioned documentation that says about that little spark being part of our research. So if anything save for the worst, God forbid there ever should be any, both Rachel and Runa have done us all a favor and a great service to the academy.”

“Austin! Are you serious?” Dreamfinder clamors, revealing the Chairman’s first name.

“Of course I’m serious! And I should be thanking you three as well for bringing her here. If you hadn’t, we would’ve had to deal with a longer remaining guilt of keeping something this secretive to the academy, should someone outside find out, and we’d never hear the end of hundreds of lawyers and government agencies gaining up on us for information. Without her, the academy itself would likely be no more. So I suggest, Dreamfinder, that should you and Figment ever return to the academy again, please bring Rachel back along with you. She seems to be quite a wondrous woman. And I can safely say that Runa won’t be expelled from the academy either, but be let off with a warning.”

“Alright!” Figment and Alex cheered with a high five, filling in Dreamfinder’s shock as his jaw drops.

“Hold on! Wait a minute!” Dr. Channing bellows, as he raises his arms in the air. “This girl just stole what was ours and risked the reputation and privacy of the academy and you’re going to thank her for it?”

“She had to steal that spark,” said the Chairman, raising his tone and rising to his feet behind the desk to face Dr. Channing, “because you tried to hide unauthorized material from me and the rest of the Board of Directors, adding to your despicable crime against Fye and placing the entire school personnel and their futures at stake, which is why…you’re fired!”

“What?!” Channing yawps, shocking everyone else in the room. “You-you can’t fire me! We have a contract! You said I’d have full control of the research with whatever relevant material I can find!”

“Yes, but you failed to ask for authorization of using that little spark for that research, therefore breaching your contract for your own selfish gain. So either you punch out your time card, clean your desk and get out, or I will immediately pick up that phone and call the police!”

         Angered, shocked and upset, Dr. Channing storms out of the Chairman’s office. As he does, he tilts his head and glances at Dreamfinder and Figment on his way out with his eyes filling and boiling with immense hatred. An hour ago, he shows his complete trust and loyalty to his two heroes, and now it’s all been crumpled and remade crooked. Dreamfinder saw in his eyes that this newfound hatred coming from Dr. Channing might be the start of a bitter rivalry against each other. Rachel had warned Dreamfinder of how bad of a person Channing is and now it’s finally begun to show itself. As Figment watched Dr. Channing leave, his senses and his conscience trembled vigorously, feeling sympathetic and sorry for these turn of events being placed heavily on the doctor’s shoulders. Dr. Channing loudly slams the door behind him, leaving a crack on the window of the door. This may just be the last that the Academy Scientifica-Lucidus will ever see and mention Dr. Nigel Channing again.

“Wow.” said Alex with a blank expression, but slight chill in his voice.

“Poor Dr. Channing.” said Figment.

“I hate having to let Dr. Channing go.” said Chairman Auckley. “His talents and his intellect are incredible, but firing him for what he’s done is for the good of the academy. Off point, he always reminded me of one of the knights from a Monty Python film for some reason. From here on, all we can do now is walk on safer grounds and resume our research, while also as dreamers we take some risks.”

“And on the upper side, Rachel is innocent! We can go find her, bring her back to our group, and continue our search for that giant sphere again! Whaddaya say, Dreamfinder?”

“…”

“Dreamfinder?”

         Dreamfinder would not say another word. He is still in shock over how things turned out. To think that Rachel’s actions have caused Dr. Channing to get fired as if things weren’t bad enough as it is. His emotions started churning into mixed feelings of anger, guilt, heartache, and frustration. Dreamfinder, looking rather displeased, looks back over to Figment, who was smiling at the idea of finding Rachel again, and finds the dragon’s hand placed on his shoulder. As Dreamfinder watches Figment’s smile melt away in his bewilderment of Dreamfinder’s expression, the Dreamfinder gravely crosses to Figment.

“You know what, Figment?” said Dreamfinder in a restrained anger. “ I don’t give a bloody arse where she is because I’m not getting her back.”

         Dreamfinder pulls his shoulder away from the astounded Figment and storms out. He swings the door wide open and mildly slams it behind him, leaving Figment, Alex and the Chairman in the quiet room with their disbelief. With Dreamfinder out of the Chairman’s office and heading straight down the halls, he leaves the academy back to the Dream Machine with a straight, but serious face covered with falling tears.

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“Penny for your thoughts, Dreamfinder?”

         Coming towards him is Jess Harmony, Capri’s mother. She notices Dreamfinder tensed up as he’s leaning over the kitchen table mumbling and quoting some of the words that happen to be coming out his mouth. That’s a sign that says that something is not right with Dreamfinder. They first met just when Dreamfinder and Figment was defeating the Doubtfinder beast with Capri and Spark. Like Capri, Jess is also a descendent of one of Dreamfinder’s siblings, making her Dreamfinder’s great-great-grand niece. Capri’s mother is dressed in her favorite light blue tank top with black slacks and mauve flats. Her short, jet-black hair illuminates in the sun beaming lights shinning through the kitchen window. Her blue eyes match Dreamfinder’s; that proves that she has his family’s genes. And those genes have been passed straight down to Capri, whom both Dreamfinder and Jess have become very proud of. On her shoulder is her own imaginary friend; unnamed, but still adorable. Both Jess and her friend approach the miserable Dreamfinder with two cups and a pot of tea and a plate of cookies. Seeing as how they’re family, it’s likely that they’re trying to place themselves into Dreamfinder’s British heritage. Jess pours a cup of tea for Dreamfinder and hands it to him, eager to hear what Dreamfinder has been thinking of.

“Thank you, Jess.” said Dreamfinder as he kindly accepts Jess’ tea. “I’m just…I’m just upset with the fact that Rachel would ever steal from the Academy Scientifica-Lucidus and getting Dr. Channing fired. I mean, granted that he’s already done harm in hurting Fye, to which I’ll probably never forgive him for, but I can’t see how Rachel’s behavior could be ignored after what’s she’s done even if it did save the academy in one way.”

“You say that Chairman Auckley’s okay with Rachel taking that little spark away.” said Jess, sipping her tea and handing her imaginary friend a cookie. The imaginary friend takes the cookie to his delight and starts nibbling on it. “But how come that isn’t enough to please you either?”

“Jess, stealing is stealing. Believe me, I know. There may have been people who might have forgiven another person for taking their things, but this is something I, like most people, would never tolerate with. And this isn’t even the first time she’s acted so rash towards anyone. I get her fired from her job; she chokes me and punches me in the jaw. I try to wake Figment up from his sleep; she screams in his ear! I try to snap Chairman Auckley out of his shock of seeing a new life form in his office trying to enroll into the academy; she slaps him in the face! Just like that! And now that I think back, I…I don’t think I liked her as much as I had hoped.”

“Oh come on, Dreamfinder! Have you ever considered the reason why Rachel would take that spark in the first place?”

“No, and I don’t plan to!” Dreamfinder abruptly yells, sipping his tea angrily, “I’ve given that girl more than enough chances to behave like a good guest onto my own dirigible and not once has she changed for the better. Stealing from the academy I’ve once attended to…PAH! And here I thought a company of three would brighten my day, let alone my adventures with Figment.”

“Well maybe you’ve just picked out one from the wrong crowd.” Jess suggests. “And even then, from what I’ve learned from you, you’ve used the power of your imagination to help others, my daughter included! Don’t you think Rachel deserves a chance in A) explaining herself, and B) be given some help to maybe find herself in life?”

“Well even if she does, it doesn’t matter anymore. She’s vanished from the academy somewhere with that little spark and might never return. She’s probably too ashamed to look at me for what she did after everything I’ve done to make her happy. All for nothing.”

         Dreamfinder sips his tea like a drunkard and holds out his teacup for a refill. Better tea than alcohol or booze. Jess refills her grand uncle’s cup in a calm manner and watches him tentatively. His sad blue eyes are starting to glisten with tears like there is no likely end to his grief and sorrow, despite how badly he wants to put it all behind him. His lips quiver to his misery of losing a friend, ready to scream or burst out in tears again. His heart is broken by a girl he once believed to be innocent and wonderful, but now sees her as unkind and untrustworthy. With Dreamfinder beginning to sniffle through his nose, Jess’ eyes widen to her comprehension.

“You’re in love with her!” Jess realizes with a gasp.

“Was.” Dreamfinder corrects. “I was in love with her. She’s been giving me and Figment far more trouble than I had anticipated in her, whatever goodness there was left in her. I may have only known her for over a month, but that’s more than enough time to see how bad a person can be.”

“But Dreamfinder, only a month? Perhaps if you can just talk to her and get to know her more once you find her—”

“I’m done with getting to know her, Jess!” Dreamfinder yells, rising from his seat slamming the table. “I don’t want to have anymore to do with her!” A brief silence fills the room. This is worst thing he has ever said about Rachel. The Dreamfinder has scared Jess’ friend into dropping its cookie and hide behind her neck, away from Dreamfinder’s rash tone. As Jess comforts her friend, Dreamfinder’s face softens and shifts back into his bad conscience. He slowly sits back down to his chair and wistfully apologizes to Jess and her friend. “I’m sorry, Jess. I know you’re trying to help me, and thank you, but it’s over between Rachel and me. I never want to hear her name mentioned to me, around me or on the Dream Machine ever again for the rest of my life.”

“Alright.” said Jess in defeat. “But let me tell you this, I believe that you may just as well end up finding Rachel again whether you like it or not, whether you intend to or not. And when that happens you two are going to have to talk whether or not you want to listen. And you will! You listen to everything she has to say, because if you don’t with all of that spite it will only drive her deeper into the ground and she will hate you and herself for it. If she doesn’t want to talk to you, though, then don’t force her. It’s her decision to say what she wants when she wants. Only then will it be over.”

“How could I end something when there wasn’t anything to begin with? All that’s happened on my end was a hopeless romantic phase going on in my fantasies for a knob-headed mare who thinks that everything in life should be solved by violence. Kind of like…her father.”

“Her father?”

“Rachel’s always told me how terribly her father has treated her all her life, so that might explain where she gets all that rage from…and that’s what got her to run away with me and Figment in the first pla—No! NO! I’m not falling for that again! Even if it’s true, I won’t give in to that!”

“But Dreamfinder, you don’t think—!”

“Jess, I am done talking about this! Rachel is gone forever and that’s that!”

“Dreamfinder?” said a jittery voice coming out of nowhere.

“WHAT?!” Dreamfinder yells.

         He quickly turns around and finds Capri and Spark coming into the room behind him. His attitude immediately shifts at the sight of his own niece standing there shivering with fear from the tone of her granduncle’s voice with Spark holding her hand in comfort, especially from someone who happens to be her all-time hero. Then Dreamfinder shifts his eyes towards Alex and Figment, who have also been shocked by Dreamfinder’s words. Figment, however, seems to be affecting Dreamfinder the most. He stares into Figment’s big yellow eyes as his tiny brown-blackish pupils begin to rattle. This is the first time Figment has ever seen his creator this angry.

“Oh my goodness, you seem so tart! A better attitude you need to restart.” Spark rhymes.

“C-Capri! Spark!” Dreamfinder gasps. “I am so sorry! I didn’t hear any of you come in.”

“It’s okay, Dreamfinder.” said Capri, trying to sum up her courage again. “It’s obvious you’re still upset about what happened today.”

“Well, I…yes, I was. But I’m over it now. Did you need something?”

“I was going to show you the inventions Spark and I made we wanted you to see.”

“Zip-a-dee-dee! Don’t wait, come see!” Spark cheers.

“Oh, that’s right! I do! I’d love to see what you’ve been working on! Jess, you don’t mind if I…”

“Sure, Dreamfinder.” Jess smiles. “Just don’t make a mess in there.”

“Mom,” said Capri with a smirk and a chuckle, “you should already know this by now…of course we’re gonna make a mess!”

“Capri…” Jess drawls.

“Okay, Mom. We’ll keep it clean. C’mon guys!”

         Filling up with excitement, Capri and Spark eagerly leaves the kitchen to their bedroom with their Uncle Dreamfinder following behind them. They cut through the narrow halls of the house and up the stairs to the second floor. Figment and Alex are already standing by Capri’s bedroom door waiting for Capri and the others to show up. With everyone behind her, Capri opens the door and enters. It’s a small bedroom with one single bed and coming in is a dresser closet to the right of the door and a desk of blueprints to the left. The floor is littered with discarded papers and tools, revealing her interests in tinkering and building with her handiwork. The color inside is a warm, relaxing orange to fit the Florida essence. Posters of famous inventions and architectures made by Leonardo Da Vinci and others, as well as an old poster of the solar system where Pluto was still considered a planet are pinned and hanging on the walls. Messy and tiny as it looks, it’s still a comfy spot for one such dreamer to bring her dreams to life.

“So this is ‘Capri’s Cave of Creativity,’ I presume?” said Figment with glee.

“Sure is!” Capri replies with a big grin on her face. “Sorry it’s a little cluttered.”

“It’s full of clutter, it may as well be a gutter!” Spark jokes.

“Hey!”

“Nice place!” said Alex, trying to be polite.

“Cluttered floor, messy desk, tools all disorganized, and books stacked everywhere on the shelves and elsewhere…reminds me of my old lab back in London.” Dreamfinder reminisces happily. “Just…smaller.”

“Thanks!” Capri replies. “Yes, it’s small, but hey, it’s still my room altogether. Make yourself at home!”

“It’s been a long while since I first came here finding Capri making her own dream power.” Figment remembers aloud.

“I know! I can’t believe it’s already been over a year since that happened.”

“Sounds like you’ve all did a lot together in the past year.” Alex guesses, as he continues observing the room.

“Well, it was really just the one event when Uncle Dreamfinder and Figment first came to the Academy in this time period. Then after words, they came back over for a convention here in Orlando Florida and headed straight to California. By the way, how did that Disney Expo go?”

“Tell us! Tell us! That is a must!” said Spark with great anticipation.

“It was amazing!” Figment exclaims, as he jumps and flies over Capri’s bed. “There were so many events and history and foods and games and people, both dreamers and fans alike and a lot of them came over to our spot and watched us perform our imagination for them. The crowd was so happy and excited! That’s even where we first met up with Ra—”

“Uh…gee, Capri! It seems like you and Spark have been busy in here. ” Dreamfinder cuts off with a cough, trying to change the subject. “So, uh…where are the works that you wanted to show us?”

“Oh right!” Capri snaps out.

         She rushes over to her closet in her excitement, swings the shutter-like doors wide open, and starts rummaging through it. Whatever that is coming out of that closet is a hailstorm of small gears, trinkets, old notes and dirty shirts. Finally, Capri grips onto a big box and struggles to carry it out. Alex, trying to be the “gentle-cat” for Capri, jumps in and helps her set it down on her bed next to Figment. The box is a little dusty off the top and on the sides there are words in bold black marker saying, “Capri Harmony’s Finals Project (2015).”

“I’ve been working on this thing as part of my finals project after we defeated the Doubt and entered the Academy.” said Capri, opening the box and pulling out a small machine with two screens and a small group of tiny flashy light bulbs. “I hope you don’t mind, Uncle DF, but I’ve used a couple of your notes from the Mesmonic Converter to help me with this project.”

“I don’t see the harm in it.” said Dreamfinder. “So long as it’s still put into good use and doesn’t collect so much dust, I’m alright with it.”

“Super! Now as I was saying, after the Academy became overfilled with dream power in defeating the Doubtfinder, I was asked by Dr. Channing to help assist him part-time in figuring out what physical components are making this dream power form. But in order to reach the stage of actually testing out the dream power by hand, he assigned me to build a machine that would find dream power first. So I built this: The Dream Detector 2015!”

“Ooooooh!” Figment exclaims in awe. “How does it work?”

“I’m glad you asked. This machine can detect any source of dream power within a certain range. Originally, I had the radar reach out to about 50 miles away, but after making a few tweaks and a couple adjustments with the sensors and the screws I’ve gotten it to reach as far 80 miles! I had hoped to work with it a little more and have it reach at 100 miles by the time the next semester would start, but since Dr. Channing got fired today from hurting Fye and apparently keeping non-valid secrets in the Academy, I’m guessing there really isn’t much of a point in testing it any further.”

“I wouldn’t say that, Capri.” said Dreamfinder with his eyes lifted up and an assuring smile on his ginger-bearded face. “If you keep going at this, I’m more than sure you’ll be able to locate dream power throughout the entire world. And that would make it more worthwhile to research and share the possibilities of dream power with everyone.”

“Can we see it in action?” Alex asks.

“It already is.” said Capri. “I’ve had this thing going within the past few weeks running with both dream, solar and a little bit of wind power. This little green screen with the radar and the little beeping lights are what's locating the masses of dream power throughout Florida. Now you see this little needle on this seismogram? That draws out how big or small a mass of dream power is at a certain location. That average sized dot that’s beeping right now is coming from the Academy Scientifica-Lucidus location. Everywhere else from here to as far as near Clermont and Lakeland is scattered with small to medium sized bits of dream powers, which is saying quite a bit since the first news of you two arriving into the 21st century and reformed the Academy as what it is now.”

“That’s incredible!” Figment exclaims. “You’re so smart, Capri!”

“Whoop-dee-do! It’s true! It’s true!” Spark cheers.

“That’s pretty sick, Capri!” encouraged Alex. “And I mean that in the nicest way possible.”

“Well, thanks guys.” Capri blushes. “It’s kinda in my blood.”

“Our blood.” Dreamfinder corrects, holding up a smile of triumph. “As always, you’ve done me and your family proud.”

“Eeeeee!” Capri squeals. “I’m never gonna get tired of you saying that!”

         Suddenly, the needle on the Dream Detector’s seismogram starts rapidly drawing out the lines on the screen. A new spot on the radar has popped up unexpectedly appearing a lot larger than all the other spots. Something big is on the horizon!

“Hey, we got something!” Capri exclaims.

         As the small lights start flashing asynchronously, everyone gathers around the machine and waits for the results. On the right side of the machine is a small opening slit where a small strip of paper is printing out. The strip stretches out and curls into a spiral with more and more paper coming out printed. When the printing finally stops, Capri rips the strip of paper clean off the machine and reads the following results.

“Oh boy! It’s big one!” Capri reveals. “Just now a huge mass of dream power has just erupted and spiked the seismogram, located in…in…what the heck?”

“What? Where is it?” Alex asks.

“Epcot Park, Orlando, Florida!”

“Epcot!” Figment exclaims in shock.

“That’s it!” Dreamfinder blurts out. “That’s the rapid climb of dream power Fye was talking about today! There’s dream power boiling and crawling all over the place! Enough to fill at least a quarter of the state with dreams and fantasies galore! Capri, you’re brilliant!”

“Thanks, Uncle DF!” Capri says happily. “That means a lot coming from you.”

“Are you thinking what I’ve thinking, Dreamfinder?” Figment asks, hoping from him and his creator to share the same idea in mind.

“I am, Figment, my friend! This may be the biggest find of dream power we may have come across on Earth.” Dreamfinder exclaims happily, tipping his top hat on his head. “Tomorrow, we’re going to Epcot!”