AN: Hello everyone, and welcome to my one year anniversary special! Oh man, I am really excited about this one. I have been planning this story's plot since November (which is when I was writing 10 Years of Silence)! Now, as you read this, you'll probably be wondering why I didn't put it in the crossover section. Well, I will explain later. Right now, I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer. Here is Acting in the Arena, my first special episode!

Chapter 1 Time for Bed

It was 10:00 o'clock in the evening. At least, that's what Iggy theorized, he wasn't exactly looking at the clock. Instead, he was looking at his new invention. He had been working on it all day, yet it still was not anywhere close to finished (granted, this was the first day that he had decided to work on it, but still). As he inspected it, he noticed that it had a screw loose on the bottom, so he decided to take a screwdriver and hastily drill the screw deeper into the groove.

"Iggy?"

Iggy didn't turn around when he heard Ludwig's voice. He just kept on screwing as he heard Ludwig walk down the stairs.

"Can't talk. Busy," Iggy said.

"Busy on what?" Ludwig asked.

"On a new invention," Iggy replied nonchalantly. He pulled the screwdriver away, finally satisfied with how tight he had made the screw. He opened a drawer and put the tool away, making it blend in with all the other junk that was hiding in the desk.

"Iggy, it's almost eleven," Ludwig said. So apparently Iggy's estimation had been incorrect. "You need to get to bed."

"I will in a minute," Iggy said as he picked up the invention again. Ludwig placed his hand on Iggy's shoulder, prompting him to turn around. He looked a little frustrated, but thankfully not so frustrated that his pyrokinetic powers started to act up.

"No, you will do it now!" Ludwig said. "Iggy, you're always telling me to get a good night sleep. Just because you're not a special doesn't mean you get to be a hypocrite!"

Iggy looked into Ludwig's eyes. He noticed worry in them, highlighting the dark circles underneath. Iggy then realized how selfish he had been acting. He himself could not get a restful sleep while he was worried. How could he expect Ludwig to?

"You're right; I'm sorry," Iggy said with a sigh. He cast one finally look at his invention. "Just let me get cleaned up first."

Ludwig smiled.

"I think that I can help you with that," he said. Using his telekinetic powers, he put all of the supplies as well as Iggy's invention back in the proper place. Iggy smiled gratefully at his older brother once he had finished.

"Thanks," he said.

"No problem," said Ludwig. "Now, go get your butt in your bed. And don't you dare try to come back down here in the middle of the night!"

Iggy laughed.

"Don't worry, I do not foresee that coming into fruition," he said. Ludwig smiled at him and flew out of the lab. Iggy allowed his bespectacled eyes to roam around the room one last time before he went over and switched off the fluorescent overhead lights. With that, Iggy went into the hallway and made his way toward his bed. It was only when he got there that he realized how tired he was. He was so tired that he didn't even bother to brush his teeth, or to take off his glasses. He just crashed onto the bed and got to snoozing.

And what proceeded was, quite frankly, one of the most bizarre dreams Iggy had ever had in his life.