You're welcome. And, yeah, I'm more open. I wrote my own DawnPred story (which although conceived and started before I came across "Rehabilitation", was definitely inspired by your work as it went along). I've engaged in other narratives featuring her, like Connor-Olen's "A New Dawn". And I got a plush of her to go with two pairs of Judy and Nick. Suppose that makes me a dork.





INT. BOILER "OFFICE" - DAY





DAWN taps furiously at her keyboard. To her left, the OFFICE PHONE jabbers in furious LIONHEART-voiced gibberish. Her face increasingly darkens. A dream bubble gradually grows over her head.





FADE CUT TO:





INT. LIONHEART'S OFFICE - DAY (DREAM)

MUSIC: Something Dissonant (e.g. "Waltz of the Flowers", recalling Sander Cohen's temper tantrum in BioShock)







The lion stabs at the air, haggling to some delegate we don't see or care about. The doors slowly open, revealing DAWN. The ewe holds up her left hoof. BOOKS fire from the shelf to the left, spooking LIONHEART out of his "lively" discussion. She raises her right hoof. A VALUABLE DARK BLUE VASE shoots up and swipes the top of his head, but lands safely. (Have to be practical!)





Still unaware of her presence, LIONHEART tries to save face. She raises both hooves. His CHAIR hovers into the air. He grips the armrests, losing the phone that babbles and screams at the open air. DAWN grins and spins her wrists around. The CHAIR topples, dropping LIONFART headfirst into the VASE. He screams unintelligibly (assuming he was understandable to begin with). She takes a bow to an unseen audience and steps out.



The dream ends. SMASH CUT TO:





INT - BOILER "OFFICE", DAY





DAWN's eyes widen. The camera shifts to reveal her computer screen, which reveals a paragraph describing the above fantasy in the midst of a Tundratown ordinance. She looks around, and then slyly copypastes the paragraph into another Micesoft document. She quickly types in, "CONSULT ARTIST TO RECREATE SCENE".









