Uh, ya. Technically, this chapter shouldn't even exist, and for that matter, we skipped quite a bit, but hey. At least we're back, right?

And there will be some severe editing to do. We haven't worked on this since our youth, so bear with us...

And enjoy!

--Kitty and CW out--

Yallam

So, the merry group of four, after going through many meaningless tasks such as getting some l33t new summons, finding (and promptly breaking and scattering the pieces of) an old trident, visiting some pirates in an attempt to talk to every NPC on the face of Weyard, and eventually making it to the city of Lemuria, from which they were promptly thrown out.

"I had nothing to do with it! I swear!"

Yeah, sure, Ivan. But anyway, the group decided to take it easy for a while and go exploring, and eventually ended up in the small town of Yallam, for a reason even they couldn't think of.

"Umm...so what are we doing here?"

...See?

"You're asking me?" Ivan asked, rolling his eyes. "I want to destroy the world, not explore it--" he broke off. "Wait. You weren't supposed to hear that part. Just...uh, just scratch that bit, 'kay?" He was rewarded with a hearty stare from the others. "What?" he asked innocently. To himself, he muttered, "I hope this doesn't ruin my plans..."

"Hey, Mr. Evil Genius," Mia began, "if you destroy the world, where are you going to be?"

"Why should I tell you?" he responded snidely. "You have to find your own sanctuary from my destruction!" This was followed by one of his almost patented evil laughs. Once again, the only response from the others was a totally creeped-out stare.

"..." Isaac (who else?) dot'd.

"...You're right, he has lost it," Mia agreed.

"Anyways, can we please hurry up here?" Ivan interrupted. "It's depressingly boring."

At that point in time, Isaac got bored and just decided to wander off. Again. Gosh, is anyone else getting tired of this?

"Well, shall we continue our seemingly pointless exploration of this soon to be destroyed town?"

Garet looked confused. Nothing new there. "Soon 2 b destroyed?"

Mia shook her head sadly. "...Sometimes I worry about you, Ivan."

Choosing to ignore her for the time being, Ivan instead looked over at Garet, an aura of sarcasm already forming around him. "Was that the only part of my speech that you actually understood?"

"No."

"No?" Ivan asked, amused.

"Oh, do you not understand the meaning of the word?" Well, that sure wiped the smile off his face.

"W-what?!"

"Whoa, Garet!" Mia exclaimed, not trying to hard to keep a grin off her face.

"G-garet!" Ivan stuttered, still not sure what to make of this new development. "What's wrong with you? Me---I, I'm usually the one insulting you!"

"Nothing is wrong with me," Garet dismissed flippantly. "Oh, right. I forgot that you have comprehension problems. No-thing is wr-o-ng wi-th me." The last bit was said as if he were speaking to a toddler.

"I-i...that is to say, you--" Ivan broke off, backing up a bit. "...This is all just one horrible dream. Yes, yes...I'll wake up soon enough, and everything will make sense again..."

"Sorry, but that's not happening," Mia said, smirking.

"Well, yes. That would mean that we are all experiencing the same dream. And, of course, the probability of that happening has to be at least..." With that, he launched off into some crazy complicated explanation, making Mia wish she hadn't said anything.

"What in Jupiter's name is going on here?" Ivan asked, dazedly.

"Beats me," Mia shrugged, bored.

"I think I'm scared. Like, really scared," he sighed. "I really hope I'm delusional..."

"The probability of us all having the same delusion is..." Garet interrupted with another long-winded, complicated explanation.

Just when Ivan was about to doze off from this new ramble, Mia had a sudden flash. "IVAN!"

"Ah! Yeah, what?!" he yelped, jumping up. "Was my sleeping offending you?" He suddenly had a horrible flashback of his old math teacher, the one with that big ruler, the day she caught him sleeping in class. Ouch.

"Nah," she said sweetly. "I just haven't whacked you lately." And with that, well...you know.

"Ugh, that was painfully random," he said, wincing and rubbing his poor abused head.

Interrupting what would have probably turned into a battle of Plasma vs. Ankh (and we all know who'd win that one...), Isaac managed to wander his way back to the others.

Seeing the futility of trying to argue with Mia, Ivan instead turned his anger to Isaac. "And just where have you been this whole time?" This, obviously, was accompanied with a Spark Plasma.

Calling upon Granite, Isaac blinked as the attack was blocked. "..." Seeing something in the vague distance, he grinned.

"And just what are you so happy abo---" Ivan was cut off as he was roughly grabbed by a pair of armed guards. "HEY! AGH! LET ME GO!!"

"You're under arrest for plots of world destruction!" one of the officers stated.

"YOU!" Ivan yelled angrily, pointing at Isaac. "YOU TOLD THEM, DIDN'T YOU?! I WILL GET MY REVENGEEE!"

As Ivan's screams and threats faded off into the distance, the other three had a nice, quiet dinner. Needless to say, none of them were very happy to go get him out of prison the next day.