Amidst the cheers in the newly renovated Penacony Grand Theater, Robin was amazed to find herself on stage when she had at first refused to sing and summon the Harmony when Penacony was full of dissonance from the traitor and the Stellaron. It was now with both gone that the Harmony was restored and the Family thrived to show the world of how they fared better despite the conspiracy against them and the setbacks of wanted criminals going amok.

Showing firm resolution that the Harmony has been restored better than ever, willing to play friendly even to allow the IPC that they once butted heads with an opportunity to stand on the grand stage to prove that the Harmony once again welcomes all and move as an even more united force.

Even Robin could see the fair few holes in these type of statements or maybe she had become a little more pessimistic after everything that happened. After all, there are still people with their own agenda that's not purely for the Harmony necessitating in the culling of impurities once the sweet dream collapse without the Stellaron's influence even when that is taking its sweet time. But it will get there, she knew.

She glanced at Aventurine, who had been doing a dance number with the Trailblazer on Aventurine's own debut work called White Night while she provided song for them to dance to although her own song was an added bonus when Aventurine was belting out real good vocals.

Honestly, if he wasn't part of the Stonehearts of the IPC, she wondered whether he could be an idol of his own making. The performance brought her back to that day at Dreamflux Reef, when Aventurine made an offer that Robin... was willing to try.

"What do you mean us three perform at the Charmony Festival? Will the Family even allow this?" Robin had asked, startled by Aventurine's suggestion. She couldn't even connect the dots how something like this would even help her find her brother.

"Oh, I am sure if it's by Miss Robin's request and our mutual friend's heroic reputation here that this will be given the green light. And I am sure that the world could use our suave dance moves, won't you agree?"

The Trailblazer nodded eagerly, seemingly excited by the prospect and looked at Robin with shining eyes. When thinking about it, she had nothing against the Trailblazer and Aventurine to really turn down the request except for checking whether they had what it takes to perform at the Charmony Festival so that the Family's name would not be sullied. However...

"Mr. Aventurine, while I can't think of any reason to turn down your request now, what I want to know is why do you want to perform at the Charmony Festival? And how does it relate to finding my brother?"

"Why won't I want to perform at the Charmony Festival broadcasted live out there for everyone to see? It's a stunning way to make a debut and commemerate Penacony after everything that happened, a friendly song and dance between us wouldn't you say? As for finding your brother... since it would be broadcasted everywhere, why not take a chance to send a message?"

A message... The Charmony Festival has become a galaxy wide event thanks to the Watchmaker's invitations and with the galaxy on their toes for this historical moment, even people outside of Penacony, wherever her brother was, would be able to watch the Charmony Festival. Thanks to the media, and with Robin's fame, even if Sunday didn't watch the live broadcast, it could be recorded and spread out for him to eventually heard and find it.

If he would bother to find it... but it was a shot in the dark that Robin didn't mind clinging to. She wondered whether her brother, in his imprisonment and escape, also wondered how Robin was doing. Showing him, in some way that she was fine, gave her happiness that she hadn't felt since the Order's aftermath.

"... How about you? Do you also want to send my brother a message?" Robin finally asked, because an IPC ambassador coming here with such an offer that didn't seem to benefit him in some way was nothing less than suspicious. Considering the Family and IPC's feud concerning Penacony, Robin had every right to let her guard up, something that Aventurine did not take offense with when he raised his hands in mock surrender.

"Of course. Let's just say that your brother and I have unfinished business with each other. A score to settle," Aventurine answered sincerely but Robin wasn't about to take that at face value.

"You mean that my brother and the IPC have unfinished business. Considering how Penacony is now and my brother's... status, do you really think I would want to hand over my brother to the IPC?"

She understood that her brother was now a wanted criminal, guilty for all his kind intentions. She understood that justice had to be served for a crime committed but Robin found herself unwilling despite having moral obligation to.

'Didn't he deserve to fly? Can't he spread his wings and realized he could fly all along?' Robin thought now.

'He must have been so lonely.' Robin remembered saying to the Trailblazer once she saw the card in Sunday's journal, when she was looking for clues about her brother's whereabouts.

"I never expect you to," Aventurine answered readily and breaking Robin out of her thoughts, "After all, a family's bond is stronger than any other. However, it seems that you are grasping at straws on finding your brother and while I do find myself with opportunities of my own, wouldn't collaboration be the best for both of us when we have similar goals?"

"And what if they stop becoming similar?" Robin asked, and Aventurine smiled.

"Then, feel free to cut me off when you finish using me and we can go our separate ways. But that doesn't mean I won't have backup plans of my own and while I use those opportunities to the fullest, you should too."

"Until then, you would have nothing to lose. And when you think you do, you can make your own preparations to cut the risk. Of course, I will give you time to think about it so feel free to text me when you want to accept my offer."

Robin decided to exchange phone numbers with Aventurine but once he left, she turned towards Trailblazer, asking, "What do you think?"

Trailblazer shrugged helplessly, "Honestly, he is a something of a true gambler, and he doesn't make deals that don't pay off. With his insane luck, you might have a chance to actually find your brother but you have to be careful about what you might gain and lose along the way."

Honestly, did Robin have to go through such risk? Personally, she didn't think Aventurine was a bad person when he was trying to uncover Penacony's truth. It was thanks to his secret letters that helped her uncover the truth even though she didn't expect it to happen so... violently.

And then with Aventurine's proposal, was she really willing to collaborate with him, who at the end of the day will back up the IPC's agenda? Could she afford to be strung along? Was it really worth it for a one-in-a-million chance for Sunday to even watch her on stage, react in anyway and give a response she so desired?

What would she gain? What would she lose?

Back then, Robin would not respond immediately and mulled over her thoughts, knowing she needed to give it more thought considering she had as much to gain as she had to lose. But by the end of the day, she had taken up her phone and typed in her answer.

She decided that in the ideal dream she wished, it mattered most when it was about them and not just her.

The opening was about to end, ready for Robin to truly, harmoniously, become the Chordmaster and summon the Harmonious Choir just like what the Charmony Festival was intended for.

'Are you watching somewhere, big brother? I really wished you could be here with me too,' Robin thought longingly, flashing back to childhood when Robin told Sunday about the Harmonic Strings with the wish to summon them so everyone can sing together and how to become a Chordmaster to do so. To become a star and now Robin had the privelege...

'Weren't we supposed to do this together, brother?'

Even now or especially now, she could not stop thinking of her brother. Was she having regrets? Did she wish that they could have stayed together a little longer? Did she wish that she had at least seen or known the signs about what happened to her brother? Could she have done anything...?

What was the use of protecting people's dreams, inspiring and encouraging others as an idol when she somehow couldn't do it for her own brother? That might haunt her even more than the nightmares she had about the Stellaron Disaster.

When White Night ended with a round of applause, Aventurine and Trailblazer stood aside to let Robin take the stage, with her voice ready to take flight and-

BOOM!

"What? What is happening?" Robin cried, a redundant question when explosions occured around the stage causing panic overall. No one knew where the explosions were coming from, obscuring Robin's view of anyone else thanks to the now rising smoke. She looked around, needing to find her footing and a way to escape from this perilous situation.

"Watch out!" she suddenly heard someone cried out, as she felt some pull her back in time for an explosion to just happen in front of her that looked more like fireworks than a work of destruction. She turned around, smiling at Aventurine who saved her and said her thanks.

"There's no need for thanks when we still got a big scene at my hands. I can't believe that someone decided to set off fireworks at a time like this," Aventurine said, although he didn't sound disbelieving himself.

"Do you know something about this?" Robin asked, trying to get off the stage with Aventurine while looking around for Trailblazer and hoping they were alright. Even now, she could see that many people were panicking with the Hounds barely able to calm anyone down enough to escape safely.

"And what makes you think that I know anything, Miss Robin?" Aventurine asked, but it was not that easy to fool Robin.

"Does this look like fireworks to you too? This is the Fool's doing, isn't it?" Robin finally asked. Aventurine didn't answer but looked at her with a raised brow to go on.

"She approached me and my brother before the Order conspiracy, handing out buttons as she said she was waiting for the fireworks and promising for something thrilling for the Charmony Festival with a bang," Robin said, "You mentioned fireworks, so you must have met her and had an inkling..."

"Those accusations hurt me, Miss Robin," Aventurine applied a wounded look to his face, "How is anyone supposed to figure out what a Fool is up to at the end of the day, with such whims and whimsy?"

"You are not wrong there. The best we can do now is to stop the explosions, if only we knew where they came from..." Robin conceded with intent on questioning further, disheartened to see what was supposed to be a fun and grand festival be disrupted once more. What was more worrying was that Penacony's Dreamscape was not as safe as usual with the Order's influence gone, ironic as  that may be. People are more likely to get injured and even die...

"Or the best thing that we could do now is to not die," Aventurine pointed out, "Let's focus on that first, shall we?"

Robin nodded but she looked at the panicked people deescalating into chaos.

She looked at the panicked people deescalating into chaos. Bombs, bullets and cries.

Devastating, discording, strife.

But that's what expected of a war zone, wasn't it?

She had been discouraged, dissuaded and threatened. She did not waver.

"What makes the people there so different from others not to receive a star to encourage, inspire and give them hope? Everyone has the right for their freedom and dreams. Everyone should be given a chance to fly."

She had been warned, nagged and pleaded with. She never budged. The only time that she wavered had been when she asked what her brother had thought.

"He has his own responsibilities, and I have mine. I'm sure he would want this too, for everyone's dreams to come true. No matter what, our ideals will never be swayed."

So in the chaos, there was only one response she could offer. No matter how futile it may have been.

"Huh? Miss Robin?" Aventurine asked, as the hand he once held had been snatched away by Robin herself, who summoned her mic and took a deep breath.

"Why do you sing?" Her brother asked, when he heard her voice in awe with a boundless curiosity that made her giggle.

"Because I can spread my dreams this way! I always feel comforted when you hummed me that lullaby brother and I wonder whether I can do the same for everyone else," she had answered, and her brother smiled, praising her voice with wholehearted belief that it was something she could do.

"Why do you sing?" The Iris Family Head asked, taken in as a protege and receiving special lessons until there was nothing left to learn even when she felt there was so much more that she could do.

"Because its song that can inspire people. My voice can lift up spirits and I can spread the Harmony, for dreams to come true," she had answered, and the Family Head smiled but warned her about the huge gap between ideal and reality, that such determination would be tested  time and time again but she remained undaunted.

"Why do you sing?" A producer asked, enraged when she had turned down the opportunity to get into a label and in anger, tried to persuade her through any means possible.

"I do not sing for profit. I will not sing what I do not believe. My song comes from emotions, inspiration and dreams. That has not and will never change, so that's why I cannot concede to your direction," she had answered firmly, and the producer started throwing profanities, ridiculing her naivete and how people like her never lasted long in this industry and she turned a deaf ear but if that was what was behind the majority of the industry, how was she going to reach her answer?

"Why... do you sing?" A wounded soldier asked, when she had backed out from the industry for a journey of her own through the suffering and needy that deserves a chance to fly whether children from orphanages or war torn refugees of planets, to be now asked the same question which she had continuously pondered until now.

"Because if I can give someone a bit of hope, if I can help someone reach for a better tomorrow, if I have someone dare to dream and spread their wings, it will all be worth it," she had answered, as she had helped taken care of the wounded soldier while singing a soft long ago lullaby that brought a smile and truly making it all worth it, with an unchanged wish and ideal throughout. And an unchanged answer.

The notes always came easily from her mic, as Harmony resounded through her voice and gave shape to white birds, reminiscent to Charmony doves that flew among the people with wings trying to blow away the fire for a better escape route.

"Miss Robin!" Aventurine shouted in shock, but without even breaking the song, she had gave him only a steely gaze of determination, one shown in war torn planets from the dissuaders and haters, that she could not stand by doing nothing. 

Because how else could you reach your dreams and ideals otherwise?

The fire gave way to her voice. The people, audience and Hounds alike, had looked up to her in surprise of such an impromptu performance but moved enough for their panic to go away. The birds kept searching, without her own voice faltering as she used THEIR blessings the best she could with the birds helping the Hounds to direct everyone out of the theater to safety.

Looking around, the Trailblazer was still nowhere in sight and with the fire ever growing to surround Robin and Aventurine, they had no choice to capitalize on their only escape route and save themselves instead. That was evident when Aventurine grabbed Robin's free hand and ran her away from the stage right into the audience where collectively, they all reach for an exit.

Unfortunately, the explosions were worse than she expected as it seemed someone decided to rig explosions all over Penacony Theater itself, making it similar to wartorn zones that she had gone.

"It's a good thing that we got everyone to calm down," Robin whispered to Aventurine, being at the back of the group once she long stopped singing when everyone was functional enough outside of their panic to make it through the exit. Her birds still flied around even without song, powered more by her wishes and desire for everyone's safety. Attendants and others at the other rooms of the theatre were quickly found and rescued through the Hounds' cumulative efforts.

"Yes, thanks to you and the power of Harmony," Aventurine whispered back, looking alert and watching for his surroundings for any danger. Even in the Theatre, there were Memory Zone Memes and wayward Dreamjolt Troupe members that could cause harm to the fleeing guests and Aventurine had been helping the Hounds in his own way, spreading shields when the enemies had been close to attacking but mostly making sure that the progression was not hindered in any way.

"... Do you think that the message was worth it?" Robin asked, slightly disdained should her conjectures be right that Aventurine knew but did nothing. Or if this was the message he wanted to show her brother. His sister in danger on live, if that was better bait than anything. Of course, people are always innoncent until guilty so she did not show anything worse but disdain and yet it seemed that Aventurine could pick up her silent accusations with a wry smile gracing his face. If he had been bothered, he didn't show it.

She still didn't think that the IPC ambassador was someone inheritently bad, but everyone had their agendas in Penacony and there are people who would do anything for their agendas to come true. Considering he was doing his best to protect the people, he wasn't being malicious but...

'This man might be as chaotic as a Fool,' Robin thought, newfound wariness worming itself into her but she could not start confronting him now and confirm her thoughts. Not when they were running away from the explosion and ensuring everyone else's safety. 

"We will see," Aventurine finally answered, shaking Robin away from her thoughts as they finally made it to the Theater's exit. She looked around the crowd to find a mutual gray haired friend that had unfortunately separated in that big explosion but did not see hide nor hair and only looked back at the Theater that was now bellowing smoke, wondering-

"Miss Robin, we need you to come with us," someone said, gripping her shoulder tightly as she saw a female Hound looked at her in all seriousness and disappointment.

"What... why?" Robin asked, startled by this newfound development and then she noticed there were a few with hard looks against her, the same disappointment etched in their faces. She even heard new discord within whispered malice such as 'like brother, like sister', 'how could she?', 'what can we believe anymore?'

"Don't play coy with us. It is with good information that many Dreamchasers and even few from the Family had received a 'commerative gift' from you to use during the Charmony Festival leading to such a result. There had been too many testimonies for the culprit of this explosion to be anyone but you, Miss Robin," the Hound explained, and Robin could not believe what she's hearing. What commemerative gift? There was no way that she had the time and even ability to do such a thing when she had been stuck in Dreamflux Reef?

But no one would have known that, right? Since the Family believed she 'died' and tried to cover it up. And even then, it was only the higher ups who probably even knew, with everyone else unaware. An imposter on the streets giving out 'commerative gifts' like how someone had given her one after finding someone that looked just like her...

Before she could defend herself, the Hound had started dragging her with dissonance ringing ever louder. Yet Robin tried to make herself heard as she said, "But what if it was an imposter? Wasn't there a Fool that had been impersonating others in Penacony?" 

The grip relaxed but did not budge from Robin's shoulder, as the Hound said, "Even so, we have to take you in for questioning. We cannot discount everyone's testimonies before. If you could provide witnesses that showed you somewhere else than anyone who received that 'commemerative gift' from you, then you will be cleared."

The sad thing was that Robin cannot, because there was no easy way to go from here to Dreamflux Reef where she had been when the Fool had impersonated her and while the Trailblaze had allowed her to teleport through Space Anchors, she was not sure that she could use such power to other people and thus prove herself.

When Robin failed to provide any  explanation, the Hounds' expression hardened and the dissonance rang louder than ever, with unsettling rumors she could not get rid of.

'What can I do now?' Robin thought, wracking her mind but finding no immediate solution. For a more peaceful resolution, she could submit herself to questioning and hope that the truth outs itself. And yet, the truth in Penacony had always been hard to bring out to surface...

She had looked at the disappointed and hardened Hound, around the crowd that was growing malicious by the second and finally to Aventurine, who wasn't even looking at her but up above for Robin's eyes to follow and surprisingly find a drone with its camera whirring above. That shouldn't be surprising since the Charmony Festival had been broadcasted live, meaning that everyone would know that Robin could be potentially arrested for this act of terrorism.

What was surprising now was that Aventurine looked straight at the camera and mouthed, 'What will you do?'

And then Robin remembered that Sunday might be watching, what he would think and that this wasn't the message she really wanted to send but...

Planets, even galaxies away, a man had watched the broadcast through a phone instead of a TV at the bar for his own privacy in an apartment, not missing a single second. The man had gripped tightly at the phone, and saw what went down and worried, when he had never had the right to. Not anymore. He had seen the gambler's provocation, he knew his script and he was conflicted. But then, the man knew. 

No matter what happened, she was still his little sister and he hesitated nevermore. Closing his eyes, thinking about her, he started humming.

Suddenly, Robin startled as she felt like she heard something long ago, that cannot be heard by any other as a memory triggered to remind her exactly what was happening:

When the guiless girl grew to a budding idol and a trustful boy turned into a reverant man, the sister and brother found themselves in a turning point of separation, where the sister wanted to spread her wings for the next part of her dreams while the brother needed to stay back for the responsiblities needed for the next part of his dreams. They talked, promised, laughed, cried and finally...

"Brother, what did you do?"

"Sister, do you remember this lullaby?"

"How could I forget? I was just wondering why I felt like..."

"Felt like that you could hear the song in just your head? Well, Sister, did you know... the two of us are special."

"Special? In what way, brother?"

"Close your eyes. And trying humming the lullaby for me."

"Hm hm hm, ah...! Did I just sing inside your head? But it feels a little draining for me."

"Well, this is both our first time using this, and I heard it doesn't get easier but that's why we can only use this in a real case of emergency."

"Brother, I'm not understanding..."

"Ah, I should have explained better. This is a connection from the Harmony just exclusive to us, as brother and sister. Mr. Gopher Wood told me about it when I expressed my worries about you leaving. No matter how far away we are, no matter what happens to us, we can always reach out for each other, just like that with both our powers helping each other when we need them. So, whenever you are in trouble or just need some reassurance, sing this lullaby and I will come to your rescue."

"And how will you do that, brother?"

"When the time comes, we will know. But I also hope it doesn't either."

"Why is that?"

"Because such things, like everything else, comes at a price."

Robin now closed her eyes, that memory long forgotten until now when she embarked on her journey to idolhood without any situation prior that needed her to call her brother's help. Or that deep down, she couldn't really bring herself to and add even more responsbilities when she was more than capable of independence. And on her brother's side, he never called for her either to the point it felt like both forgotten such promise. Until today...

"Brother?" Robin whispered while humming the same lullaby wondering whether she would get another response. Whether she could know if her own brother is fine or not even within her cacaphony through her mind and-

-the man remembered the reason why he exclusively said such power should be used in state of emergency because it doesn't get easier, especially when they were far away. Especially when they had long taken different paths, with their connection tenous at best. When one of the twins of Order found solace with Harmony and the other currently a blasphemer who stayed rooted and astray from both Order and Harmony. And yet he received mercy from THEM, when he could still use his powers. Maybe when THEY do not care for worldly matters or THEY still saw his determination as a pathstrider and yet it matters not. He had closed his eyes, searing the image of her in distress and-

Robin's head felt like it was splitting but she bowed down and suddenly felt something flowing to her, even when she heard Aventurine suddenly talking next to her, "Hey, are you OK? Do you- woah!"

Similar shouts of surprise made Robin raise her head to see smoke coming out of her as a... plush bunny suddenly appeared right in front of Robin to kick the Hound's hand away from her and push Robin away conviniently right into Aventurine's arms. The bunny consequently kicked away both of Aventurine's hands before settling into Robin's arms, while she hugged the bunny in a state of shock.

"Mr. Bun Bun...?" Robin asked, and she could briefly remember this plush rabbit clapping for her along with her brother or dancing merrily and she had always knew that her brother had always had better affinity with toys than herself, so she knew...

The rabbit plush suddenly tapped on Robin's arms, quickly looking around before throwing its head back. She knew what it was asking of her as she backed away from everyone else, and the rabbit pointed downwards, towards her skirt pocket and in understanding, she had fished out her phone.

But then, before she even knew what to do with her phone, she felt a splitting headache and with a gasp, the rabbit disappeared. And with a gasp from others, Robin looked back to find that the Penacony Theater had disappeared, spitting out a certain Trailblazer right at Robin's feet.

"What happened?" Robin could only ask, with them being dazed and reaching out for Robin. She took their hand, just in time for someone to shout, "Hey you! What did you do to the Grand Theater?!"

"Uh..." Trailblazer said, getting their bearings and suddenly gripped Robin's hand a whole lot tighter, "Absolutely nothing! That's all you are getting out of me!"

Those were what people would call famous last words, as Trailblazer ran as far away from the crowd as possible with Robin being dragged along and currently tagged along with Aventurine who cried, "Wait for me, my friends!"

At this point,  with such bombastic events happening left and right, Robin had no idea what was happening. But one thing she understood was that this was a bad idea. She resolved to get an explanation from Trailblazer, Aventurine and... her brother, of course. She gripped the phone in her free hand tighter.

Meanwhile, said brother had put his face in his hands already aware of the phone's headlines about a 'Runaway Idol: On The Run From Her Crimes???' with a splitting headache and misery for the absolute chaos that happened, which he does not subscribe to while cursing out whoever's agenda it was that caused this whole debacle in the first place. Somewhere, a Fool, gambler and girl in a mecha suit sneezed at the same time.