W.I.T.C.H., Season 2 (2006)

[In their collective lucid dream]

Taranee:
Will, use the Heart, now before it's too late.

Will:
[Takes out the Heart] Guardians...[The Heart stops glowing]

Taranee:
Remember this is our dream, take control.

Will:
...Unite!

Hay Lin:
Air!

[She summons a whirlwind]

Irma:
Water!

[She causes a downpour of rain]

Cornelia:
Earth!

[She causes an earthquake]

Taranee:
Fire!

[She throws a fireball at the base of the whirlwind,turning Sandpit into glass]

Will:
And, uh, lightning!

[Will throws a lightning bolt, which smashes the glass]

Taranee:
Ok! The lucid dreaming rocked!

[The Knights of Vengeance appear. Irma throws blasts of water at them]

Irma:
Sweet dreams!

Cornelia:
[Looking at The Gargoyle] Well they'd be sweeter if these guys just stayed down!

[Gargoyle traps them in a cage made from the metal from his forged arm]

Hay Lin:
We've got to get out of here!

Taranee:
No! We're still thinking like Guardians.

Irma:
And that's wrong because...?

Taranee:
Because we're just a dream. Why be limited by our waking powers, when we're all just figments of our imaginations?

[Taranee transforms into a fire form and flies out of the cage]

Hay Lin:
Now, this I like.

[Hay Lin transforms into a whirlwind and flies out. Irma transforms into a watery form and flies out. Will transforms into an electric form and flies out]

Will:
Cornelia, what are you waiting for?

Cornelia:
Applause.

[Cornelia elongates her hair, mimicking a tree, with pink flowers in it and uses it to trap the Knights. A mass of pink flowers fill the air and the Knights dissappear. The other Guardians clap]

Cornelia:
[Bowing] Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. [She laughs]

Taranee:
I guess that's that. The Knights must have been our psychic invaders.

Hay Lin:
I don't think so. That melody from my dream...it's still playing.

Cornelia:
Sure it is.

Will:
We don't hear anything.

Hay Lin:
Well, maybe I can make you see it.

[She closes her eyes and a mass of music notes appear and form a wall, with Nerissa behind it]

Taranee:
Uh, pay no attention to the psychic invader behind the curtain.

[They use their combined powers to break the wall. Nerissa laughs]

Irma:
That weird old laugh again. Who is she?

Taranee:
Our invader, but I've never seen her before.

Will:
Look!

[Nerissa is literally "pulling the strings" of the Knights of Vengeance]

Will:
She was in the shadows. Making us dance to her tune, like marionettes. I don't know about you guys, but puppet shows gave always freaked me out.

[They all hold hands in a circle and fire a white beam of energy at the Knights, which, in turn, hurts Nerissa and they wake up]

Cornelia:
We did it! She's beaten!

Irma:
Whoever she was! And who was she?

Will:
The one pulling the strings. I bet she's behind all the trouble in Meridian lately, including the Knights of Vengeance.

Taranee:
But after getting psychic feedback, she'll think twice before getting into our heads again.

[Susan storms in]

Susan:
Girls, you're supposed to be asleep, not keeping me awake.

Will:
I'm sorry, Mom.

Taranee:
Um, Ms. Vandom, can we talk to you about you taking Will back to Fadden Hills?

Susan:
Taranee, it's a family matter.

Hay Lin:
But we're Will's family, too.

Irma:
That's right.

Cornelia:
All of us.

Will:
It's true, Mom. I feel like a part of something here. Something bigger than just me.

Hay Lin:
What if we promise to help Will?

Taranee:
I'll tutor her after school.

Cornelia:
And I'll make sure she gets her beauty sleep.

Irma:
I mean, if we all work together, can you please give Heatherfield another chance?

Will:
Mom, running away to Fadden isn't the answer. I mean, it's not the place that matters, but the people. And the people are here.

Susan:
When did you become so eloquent?

Will:
Does that mean we can stay? Thank you so much!

[Will and Susan hug]

Susan:
Of course I did put in that transfer request already.

Will:
Maybe that won't be a problem.

Susan:
It won't. I'll just call MacGruder and tell him to ignore it. [kisses Will on her forehead] Okay, girls, back to bed. [She leaves]

Irma:
Ok, so we WITCHed that transfer for nothing?

Taranee:
I guess the result is what counts.

Will:
Yeah. [She hugs them] And thanks guys. Awake or asleep, you are the absolute best.