"So, can we tell our dream now?" asked wrily Valiente.
"Yeah, go ahead," replied just as wrily Guapo.

"Well, we first had a... a fast forward of sorts through the first dream, until we reached the point where the previous one ended, when we were in that white void with all these bubbles filled with space-"
"Universe," cut Lupe.
"What?"
"I remember that in one of these emissions they show on tv, they said that space, galaxies, and all that, make up "the universe". I think that the bubble you outgrew is our universe."
"So all the other bubbles... They're other universes, other possibilities?" commented in surprise Valiente.
"Maybe," said Ferdinand. "There's a lot of fictions of people finding themselves in another universe, after all."
"Anyway, we were back to the point where we were floating in that void, flexing off, when suddenly, we started growing anew."
"You must have been very happy," snarked Paco.
"Duh," snarked back Valiente.
"All the universes were shrinking around us, from big bubbles to balls to specks of dust... It was amazing..."
"And our muscles... We thought they couldn't get any bigger, but we thought wrong. It felt so great..."
"Eventually, we felt again a sort of barrier around us, like when we were about to outgrow the universe."
"It felt much more solid, resilient. We were really restrained by it, squished up together, our muscles pushing and pressing against each other's, fighting for space... Don't give us that look, Guapo!" barked Valiente.
A schadenfreude-filled snigger was Guapo's only answer, making the others laugh.
"You must have been super embarrassed, no?"
"Well, no, actually," admitted Ferd. "Because we didn't notice it that way. We were too busy still trying to outbulk each other and break that new limit."
"Because we were breaking it," added the broken-horned bull, welcoming the change of subject with relief. "We could feel it break under our growing and flexing might."
"And it motivated us to keep going, bigger and bigger... Until we broke through."
Maquina grumbled in curiosity.
"We didn't see a damn thing of what was beyond, because that's the point we woke up," groaned Valiente.
"Bah, we'll have the answer tonight," commented Ferdinand.
"If you have another dream like that," noted Paco.
Ferdinand, Valiente and Guapo hoped it wasn't the end of the dreams. It still felt a bit weird, but they really enjoyed them.

This day, none of the bulls went close to the pond.
They just took a long walk in the fields, followed by a nap, which didn't bring any growy dream, to some dismay for the involved bulls.
When they went to sleep the night, they silently hoped that the dreams would come.

None of them knew that Maquina woke earlier from the nap, and none of them noticed the wetness of his snout.

Art by  caseyljones
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/33840711/
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