This was a two-part dream thanks to waking up in the middle of it, but thankfully I remember enough to write down despite that interruption!

The first part is somewhat blurry, but I was in a very sci-fi environment, similar to Star Wars (well, it was Star Wars day), as my actual dream self again (Apprentice mode!). I was standing at some sort of futuristic 'train platform,' but it was obviously inside a very large ship: there was no 'sky' above me, only a far-away ship ceiling, and I was surrounded by tiered 'deck ledges,' as if they all opened up into this large inner area of sorts. I forget the exact details of how I got there, but I was at this platform because of who had just arrived there: Chaos Zero and Xenophon! Xennie was thrilled to see me, and I clearly remember hugging Chaos in absolute bliss because I was so thankful to see him. I then essentially told them both that I was the luckiest man in the universe, because they were in my life. Chaos grinned at this. We continued walking through this ship together, now on a sort of sidewalk surrounded by other cybernetically-dressed people, and as we walked (don't know where to) I thanked Chaos for having 'taken care of Xenophon while I was gone,' and apologized for not having been able to 'be there for her.' Chaos said it wasn't a problem, he was just glad we were all back together now. Meanwhile Xenophon was scampering around our feet, excited and enthralled by everything she saw around us. 
Unfortunately my memory breaks up right here; someone walking by dropped a piece of technology, which broke as it hit the ground into Bionicle-like pieces. I helped them pick it up, but they hurriedly told me to just 'stick the pieces in the transport.' I noticed there was another guy behind me now, holding up what looked like a miniature version of an airport baggage handling system (that little tunnel your luggage goes through). The opening to it was brightly glowing and swirled with color. I tossed some of the pieces in there and it flashed, assumedly sending them somewhere. Xenophon ran over here to help me with picking up pieces, but once we were done, the scene switched.
I was now at some sort of indoors convention, as there were people and booths all around me, and nothing was obviously futuristic anymore. I was now a Celebi, and I was flying around very anxiously, as I 'knew something' incredibly important and time-sensitive, and if I didn't get out of this convention soon and tell someone, there would be disastrous consequences. However I could not find an exit, hence my growing panic. Getting desperate, I noticed a small curtained door near a back wall, and zipped through it, hoping to end up outside. I instead ended up in a small, windowless room, set up roughly like the Jedi Council in Episode II... and to my dread, that's what it was. Sitting at the head was Yoda himself, but he looked almost diseased, and he was dressed in almost papal garments. In my mind, I realized that this was what I needed to report-- that Yoda, the leader 'everyone was following,' was secretly corrupt and not a Jedi at all, and so the people he was 'training' were being fed lies unawares-- but now here I was in the same room with him, and he knew that I was about to reveal his secret! I quickly turned to fly back out, but the others in the room surrounded me just as fast, holding me back so I couldn't escape. The evil Yoda grinned at me then, and said that I would not succeed in revealing the truth, before ordering his followers to 'erase my memories,' upon which they would corrupt me to become 'one of them.' To my surprise, my captors then began to sing 'Ave Maria,' but it sounded wrong, and made my head feel strange. However I mentally 'stepped out' of the fear and instead just listened to the song itself, beyond the intentions and voices singing it. This surprised Yoda, and he looked very worried now, as the 'spell' was not brainwashing me like it 'should.' However I can't tell you what happened after the song ended, as that's when I woke up!

When I fell back asleep, I was in the kitchen with my brother. I was making a pizza for him for dinner, as he was apparently going out with friends that evening and wanted something to eat before then. There was some sort of mixup about whether or not I was making 'the right pizza' but I don't recall what that was exactly. Anyway, then we both went out to the car and started driving down the road (which was surrounded by rock cliffs, very different from the waking). About a minute in I slowed down and asked my brother why in the world we were driving anyway, if he didn't have to leave for a few hours yet. He said he didn't know. I tried to turn around but there was no space in the road, and there was a car behind me so I couldn't do a three-point. I shrugged and said to my brother that 'my grandmother was probably nervous,' because 'when she's nervous I feel it, and then I have to get rid of the energy somehow.' So driving around was apparently my way of 'burning off' anxiety for both her and I. Around here I came to a side road, which in the waking leads to a few houses up a hill. I've never been up this road, but I figured 'why not give it a look' while I was turning the car around. So we drove up it. It was steeper than it looked, and the right side of it had three connected roads, all to large developments. The road also had no 'outlet;' instead of ending, it just looped up in a half-circle to a large, very fancy development. So we drove up into it, admiring the houses as we looped around to go back down. I remember seeing a mint green house, and one that had an entirely latticed front and was so 'white' it seemed to be glowing. As we drove, though, we kept getting lost in all the connecting roads, so I kept an eye out for that 'glowing' house to use as a guide (it was at the edge of the development). I soon found my way to the outer loop of the road. There were a lot of stop signs, supposedly marking exits, but many led off into the woodsy area to the right that I didn't want to get lost in further. Then I noticed one road that didn't have a stop sign, and that was the road we drove in on! So we left that way. This time, driving back out, I noticed that we were actually above the real road we drove in on (somehow), which was now below us, as if we were on a bridge. There was also a large lake visible to the right of it (that wasn't visible at all on the way up, thanks to how steep it was), surrounded by large white gas tanks. However they were arranged almost artistically, and were thinner than normal, looking more like lighthouses. The sky above them was a deep blue, spotted with small clouds, and the water was still. It was picturesque. I slowed down to admire it, when suddenly a flock of white birds flew over the lake, in perfect formation. As they crossed over the road below us, a group of motorcyclists drove by, wearing bright pink jackets for some reason. However, as the birds flew over them, they turned pink to match! So here was a scene of deep blues, brilliant whites, and striking pinks, all lit by the sun. The sight was so clear to me at the time I almost cried, it was so beautiful. My brother noticed this and smiled, asking me if I was crying because I saw a 'hidden meaning' in the scene, and if it applied to his trip that evening. I paused, then laughed, saying that I didn't see anything big, but then pointed to the birds. I said that, flying over the motorcyclists, they almost looked like little pink-winged angels. 'Baby biker birds,' I said, and laughed again. My brother jumped on this idea, and we began joking about what a little 'biker angel' might act like as we drove back home. This continued as we pulled into the driveway, as we were now talking in gruff voices, pretending we were 'baby biker angels' and were trying to explain to some 'girl at a bar' why we looked so cutesy. I got out of the car here and ran up the hill in front of the house to the woods now, and my brother asked why. I said I'd only be a second, so don't worry. I began looking for a pinecone on the ground then, still acting like a biker angel, now saying that the hypothetical bar-girl could blame the ancient Renaissance artists for the whole 'putti' thing, because now I was stuck looking like a baby. Around now I found a large pinecone on the ground, but upon picking it up I saw that there was a large rotted spot on one side, so I tossed it back into the woods and motioned for my brother to follow me back down the hill. We returned to the car then, as I needed to get something out from inside of it (I think my iPod), but the car was parked too close to my mother's car so I couldn't get in without moving the side-view mirror. 
My brother and I went in the house after this, and that's when I woke up.