Lucid Time!

All of these dreams flowed together somehow:

I recall watching some rendition of the first season of Avatar: The Last Airbender, and if you can actually comprehend this; It was actually worse than the live action movie. It looked like a school play or something. In fact, I sort of felt like I was in my old middle school.
The kid playing Aang kept forgetting his lines, and he (I'm not kidding here) had flash cards that he read from to keep going.
The only part that I recall very clearly was the very ending, where they were at the southern water tribe. The actors playing Katara and Sokka were holding up these big bowls of water to celebrate the water tribe and Aang was standing in the middle.
There were some people water-bending in the background, and their waterbending looked very fake.
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Long story short:

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I was having a dream about some music store. It feels like this one gas station in my town though. The clerk had recently been murdered and me and another male DC were looking around for clues to his death.
I began finding all of these weighted discs, like you might use on a bench press in a gym. They were in all of these random places like one is taking the place of a record on the wall. There is one underneath a stack of tapes.
For some reason, one of the discs has been eaten and has a bunch of bite marks out of it. The DC says this looks like a crescent moon the way its been eaten and that this is a clue to the murder of the man who ran the store.
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I became lucid at some point or other and found myself in a pumpkin patch. I falsely remembered the lucid task was to open a box, rather than a pumpkin and see what was inside. A big cardboard box manifested in my hand. I opened it and it was full of washrags, bandannas and a couple T-shirts. Some of them looked familiar, some didn't.
Can I get wings for this?
I thought that I had that out of the way. I would later be kicking myself when I woke up.
I recall walking around in somewhere. The pumpkin patch was next to some kind of art fair. (And boy, wouldn't this be an interesting thing to make into a TOTM for?) I begin observing the dream art. The thing I recall most were some banner-like works with these really intricate weaves.
I then think of the advanced TOTM; I need to face my biggest fear.
"I want to face my biggest fear right now!"
All of the sudden, the sky darkens, it starts raining and the art fair distorts and takes me back to my own subdivision. I am then there for a few moments. I see a huge storm cloud in the sky, bubbling and churning. I am happy because I know this means my fear is coming...
Then that fades two seeing people's faces cycling through really fast.
All of the faces are drawn in shades of red with a blue background and have all-white eyes. I recall one of the faces being that of Professor Penguinstein, a DC I dreamed about two nights ago. They begin to cycle through faster and faster until they become unrecognizable and eventually blend together into a skull with white eyes. Normally, I would have been scared, but knowing that I was dreaming, I stood in the face of the fear. To be honest, I was actually quite confused about what the dream was telling me. Why was it going through all these faces and making a skull? What is fear is this? This isn't really that scary. I could feel myself waking up, and tried to hang on to see what would happen next.
I woke up.
I tried to WBTB, but the dream it yielded wasn't lucid.
I had a dream I was trying out of the security crew at my college. I was supposed to be going to the tryout when I noticed somebody left their car unlocked. I thought they might be one of the workers giving me some kind of test, so I let them know. They thanked me.
I kept on seeing other things and preforming good deeds and I thought that I had caught on to the idea that these were all secret tests put into action by the campus security. I broke up a fight, called up the groundskeeper when I saw a sprinkler had broken, prevented a traffic accident, helped a disabled person up some stairs, you name it.
Then the campus security guy texted me and called me a 'lazy asshole' for not coming to the meeting.
I texted back saying that I didn't want to be a part of the security anyway, and couldn't remember why I signed up in the first place, (reality check, nudge, nudge) and instead went into the athletics building and went swimming. I recall navigating to the locker room, putting on my suit, and going to the hot tub.

What if my biggest fear was actually this last dream. DUN DUN DUN!!! (JK)