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I am Mia.

Dream of some fantasy or maybe just another kind of reality As I stand

my ground when the darkness falls I feel like I can be a hero today

Thank you.

And may all your wishes come true.

Always.

Come on, you have to blow out the candle.

So, what did you wish for?

That it tastes as good as it looks.

Actually, I wish for that too.

Hey, birthday girl.

Someone special wants to talk to you.

Annie.

Happy birthday, darling. Thank you.

Where the heck are you?

What time will you be here?

Well, there's actually a bit of a problem here.

There was a big thunderstorm last night, and they closed down the cable car.

Well, can you walk up here?

Honey, I wish, but I can't. They won't let me.

There are a lot of trees down, and they've closed down all the hiking

trails.

I'm afraid I'm just going to have to get a room here for the night and come up

tomorrow. I'm really sorry. It's fine.

We'll just celebrate tomorrow then.

Bye.

I'm really sorry about the bad news.

Not her fault.

You know what?

I'll head over to the ropeway station to find out how long the repair will take.

I'm friends with the crew up here.

Great idea, Mom.

Right, Mia?

Sure.

See you later.

Come on. Why don't you try the cake?

Sure.

Yuck.

I must have mixed up sugar and salt.

Actually, sugar and chili.

Yeah?

I'm done feeding the rascals, so we're free for the day.

Come on, girl.

It's still your birthday.

We're gonna do something fun.

I know, it's just... Annie is my favorite aunt.

I know.

Let me show you something.

Sarah, I don't really... Come on, Mia.

Let me at least make it up to you for that awful cake.

Are

you

okay? Don't worry.

I know every stone around here. Told you.

Sarah... I appreciate what you're doing, but hiking isn't exactly my... Come on,

we're almost there.

Wow.

Told ya.

How come we've never been here before?

I've never actually brought anyone up here.

Ever.

This is... was.

My secret place.

Before the accident.

No matter what mood I was in, this place made me feel better.

Always.

So, you haven't been here since?

Nope.

But I'm really glad I'm here now, with you.

Thanks for sharing this with me.

You're welcome.

What is it? My bracelet.

Syntopia's calling.

You're kidding.

You know what? I really wish you'd believe me that Syntopia's not a

fantasy.

How?

Touch it.

What? The runes.

They're hovering over the book.

It's ticklish. Kind of like little electric shocks.

Okay. I get it.

Come on. It's okay.

You want to be on your own for a bit? There's some raspberry bushes a little

down the hill.

I'll go get some.

Next time, then.

Hi, Pia. Say your password.

When others doubt your song from the start, let its path build a bridge to

their heart.

Flowerdale's throwing a party.

Yuko, what's the big occasion?

Hey, Mia. Glad you found us.

Tonight's the golden summer moon. The biggest, most awesomely spectacular full

moon of the year.

You're just in time for the Lunar Festival.

Treebark truffle?

Thanks. Totally cool party.

And if you think the food is awesome, wait for the wild stories.

They're not stories. They're ballads. And mine is totally true. The only thing

true about your ballads is that it's your turn to perform it. You ready?

flies to the field of light pursue your path that is just out of sight

where the glow needs the bluff sparks your trust it's not

in that lift.

The dream of riding the moon unicorn's back through the stars. Sorry, sis.

If there's proof of any bridge or a moon unicorn at the end of it, I've yet to

see it. But you have to believe the ballad.

That's what the moon unicorn lives for.

How do you feel knowing that folks didn't believe you existed?

Trust me, sis.

I grew up with you, and there's days I can't believe you exist.

The Oracle mentions believing in a song, too.

When others doubt your song from the start, let its path build a bridge to

their heart.

A path, huh?

Sounds like we've got to follow a ballad to a bridge.

Exactly! We're gonna follow that song tonight.

Straight to the bridge end, to the summer moon.

Straight to the moon, Unicorn?

That would be... So cool!

The moon, Unicorn. For real?

Now that's a bet I'd take.

Just for the sheer pleasure of never having to argue with you again.

Okay, no moon unicorn, then not another peep from me. But if we do find him,

then next time you're singing the ballad with me.

Little sis, you've got yourself a deal.

Permission to banish that moronic roach, Dax, from Syntopia.

Granting me sole rulership.

Why, thank you, Lord Draken.

Of course, I am honored.

Of course, I deserve it.

My darling bug, your eyes are like poisonous thorns that pierce my heart

and infect my soul with love.

Dex?

What a nightmare.

Run away with me so that our wild love can grow like an untamed vine.

My cute little cockroach. Let us rendezvous in the moonlight.

Well, I'll be next sleepwalks.

I'll follow you, you egotistical insect.

Then, in your most embarrassing moment, I'll wake you up and laugh in your smug

face. The next time you dare criticize me before Dracon, I'll remind you of

what a fool you are.

This is just too brilliant!

No better spot to find your song's glowflies than the glowfly pond.

Is this pond boiling?

No, those are the glowflies, and they're hatching.

Which they do under a full moon.

Magic! Like the ballad promised!

Ouch!

When a glowfly bites your ear, then tell me how magical they are. Look!

Where are they going?

The newborn glowflies think they're looking for food?

Well, the ballot says follow them.

Why doesn't the ballot just tell us to serve ourselves up on a platter?

Every glowfly can have a bite.

Field of light.

Just like the ballot said.

Check it out.

The flies help the star flowers spread their pollen.

Pollen that tickles my nose like...

How come whenever I see magic, all you can see is a runny nose?

See it and feel it.

Which is what makes it real, Yuko? Do you know the meaning of the word real?

What?

The night vine.

All this supposed magic.

The field of lights is getting us nowhere.

But the ballad said, follow the glow flies, and here we are.

Yes,

at a dead end.

Sis, the night vine's grip on Centopia tightens every night, and here we are

out chasing magical ballads. But magic is worth chasing. Not when we've got

real problems to deal with.

And this ballot hunt isn't getting us any closer to solving them.

Fear not, my romantic roach. I shall protect you from this vermin.

Keep dreaming, Commander.

Let's see what a nincompoop you really are.

Kooky's got a point.

If we can't find the path soon, then home we go.

Agreed? But the ballot says it's just out of sight.

We've got to look harder.

The elves.

What are they doing out in the middle of the night?

Now, my venom-bind vixen, let us waltz to the music of the blight.

Let's see how humiliating this can get.

Dream dancing, Dax.

Waltzing right into the elves.

Brilliant.

That pollen's got more on its mind than stuffing up your

head, sis.

Oh, really?

There is a path.

I knew it.

Dead end, my wing.

Guess the ballad was right again. Good job, Yuko.

For dose keeping score, Ballot Believer, 3. Doubting Sister, 0.

Glowflies, check.

Pathfound, check.

And now we're on to the bluff.

Where the glow beneath sparks your trust.

The Moonglow, off the river.

To find the bridge to the ridge.

And yes, there's the ridge.

But I don't see a bridge anywhere.

Come on. That's the sparks your trust part.

The ballot says you've got to trust it's there.

How? How can I trust something I can't see? Well, isn't that the whole idea of

trust? Believing in something that reality says doesn't exist.

Right. Guys, the bridge is either here or it's not. And it's not here.

Sis, I'm sorry, but you're mixing up reality with wishful thinking.

The ballad is just wrong.

But it's gotta be here.

The ballad's been right so far.

It's just gotta be the place.

Maybe Kuki's right.

Maybe we just talked ourselves into trusting the myth because it's more...

Exciting?

You were simply moonstruck, Yuko.

Moonstruck by the fantasy.

It couldn't be just a fantasy. The moon unicorn's supposed to be real.

Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

Yuko, it's just a song. It's not real. Nothing is here.

What the... Hide, quick!

Poor hook-handed hornets. They force me to make things rough.

Now that I've vanquished those piffling pirates, join me for a waltz.

What is he doing?

I think it's the box step.

He must be sleepwalking.

And I can't wait to wake him up.

With this!

No! It's bad to wake a sleepwalker.

Promise you'll give your heart to this love-scricking young commander.

Who knows what harm he could do if we woke him up. Mo's right.

We're better off leaving him dream dancing.

Your love makes me feel like

I'm waltzing on air.

But how?

The glow neath the bluff.

To find the bridge.

Bridge to the ridge.

It's been here the whole time.

Hidden in the mullet's reflection off the river.

Its invisibility was an illusion.

A logical explanation. I knew it.

Yes, sis. A logical explanation which proves my ballad true. Right?

Right. Which means I won our bet.

Yes, Yugo. You won our bet.

Guess I better learn how to sing.

Ah, yes!

Elf magic?

How do they do that?

Okay, let's get out of here before the waltzing cockroach wakes up.

No way, Cookie.

Now comes the best part of the ballad. You have a moon unicorn to summon.

But... We'll leave Dex dancing in his sleep.

You'll be okay.

Why did I come on this crazy excursion in the first place?

Come on, sleepy head.

Wake up to your great embarrassment already.

Blasted elves!

Ignoring my silly commander for their own silly tricks.

Ah, Mama Kakarotcha. I see where my sweetheart gets her gorgeously grotesque

looks.

Grotesque? May I have this last dance?

Let's tango.

Hey.

Dax?

Imbecile. I'll give you tango.

Am I dreaming?

Not anymore.

Uh-oh.

Sleeping buggy just woke up. Told you it's not a good idea to wake a

sleepwalker.

If only I were dreaming.

Where the glow needs the bluff sparks your trust.

It's not tough.

To find the bridge to the ridge where we'll sing.

Hey moon unicorn lift me up on your wing.

It's late, sis.

Let's go home.

I

don't

believe it!

He says, care for a lift?

Gee, who might get a kick out of that?

There's only one thing I'd really like more.

Care for a lift, sis?

You got my back?

Always.

Thank you, Moon Unicorn.

He says thanks for the call.

Thank you for such a sweet gift.

And for proving me wrong.

Lil' sis, you really are crazy.

But that's what I love about you.

Mo! Your pendant!

Whoa! A crystal must be nearby.

You mean one of these.

A gift from our host.

Another heart crystal piece.

The oracle was right.

When others doubt your song from the start, let its path build a bridge to

their heart.

Thank you, Moon Unicorn.

See you.

Goodbye.

Hey, Moon Unicorn, lift me up on your wing.

Bye, guys.

See you soon, Mia. Bye, Mia. See you. Bye, Mia.

Hey,

Mia. I'm back.

Made a big haul.

I remember my last birthday. It

was pretty much just me and the ghost.

Oh, and the chickens.

So, any birthday dinner wishes?

How about... What? What is

it? It's your mom.

With Annie!