I am in a sliding race and all the penguins around the area are here to watch me and many others race around a course all wanting to win a frozen Icicle. I’m halfway there when my friend says something I look over the side of my shoulder but see nothing. Then I hear him again faintly but just enough, telling me to look up. when looking up I see him flying like the wind with everyone else in the race trailing him towards the finish line behind him, I didn’t realise they could fly! I’ve got to be dreaming.