Kaze: Welcome everyone to the first story we have worked on together! Saf (Saf Dawnheart) belongs to Saf, and both Kaze and Tyraen belong to me! (insert evil laughter here) My muse for this story will be... (searches through head to find someone) ZINYA!

Zinya: ...Do I get a cookie now?
Kaze: Not yet. I hope you all enjoy our fic of randomness, as this is what happens when you play Tales of Symphonia with a friend and imagine what would happen if your muses were in it! Tyraen takes the place of Lloyd, Saf takes the place of Raine, and Kaze is instead of Genis. WOOT! And there are a few characters who are just themselves...yeah...

Saf: HI EVERYBODY! Mwahahaha, sugar. As you can see, I've obviously had way too many frappuchinos, but hey, don't let that deter you from the A/N. XD Well, the muses of mine come up later in the fic and I don't want to spoil anything, so yeah. You get it. Otherwise, (sigheth) since Kaze was too LAZY to put the disclaimer (mock glares), we don't own Tales of Symphonia. No matter how many crazy dreams I have. (looks longingly at Kratos)

Kratos: 0.o;; …

Tales of Muses

Of Bricks, Logs, and Rabbits

Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana. A war, however, caused this tree to wither away, and a hero's life was sacrificed in order to take its place. Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens. The goddess left the angels with this edict: "You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed." The angels bore the Chosen One, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens. And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world.

It was a nice, sunny day in Iselia when – Okay, okay, we'll cut that crap.

The fires of heaven came crashing down as judgment on the village; flames licking the sky. Whoa, whoa, wait. That's not it either.

Professor Saf Dawnheart sat at her desk reading in the Iselian school, where a cyan-haired teen sat in the back of the class, drooling on his desk in his sleep. The book Saf was reading was suddenly thrown down and the class jumped in surprise as she leapt up, thick mane of shoulder-length chestnut hair swinging. "Ah, screw it! What say all of us get the hell outta here, go on a field trip or something, and –" She stopped, noticing the teen's slumber. "TYRAEN! TYRAEN!" With a snarl of anger Saf stomped over and slapped him across the face. "Wake up, you idiot!"

"Wha? What the hell's going on! Where's the fire?" Tyraen sat up and quickly looked from side to side before letting out a somewhat disgruntled sigh. "Sorry, Professor Dawnheart," he mumbled before closing his red eyes and letting his head fall back onto the desk to sleep.

Saf sighed and slapped her forehead. "..." She mumbled something about hating her job before throwing a book at the seventeen-year-old, which whacked him hard in the head and probably would've mildly concussed him were he not already asleep.

"OKAY, I'M UP!" He shot back up with his eyes wide.

"Tyraen...did you get no sleep again?" muttered an eighteen-year-old girl in the classroom, rolling her dark sapphire eyes and shaking her silvery-haired head.

Saf cast an annoyed emerald look at the classmate. "Shut it, Kaze." The girl rolled her eyes and began to talk to Colette, who sat beside her. Tyraen sighed and looked out the window, only to pull back in surprise once a flash emitted from a temple a ways away.

"What the...?"

Saf looked out the window and blinked. "Holy crap, what the..." Suddenly an idea came to her and she turned to the bemused-looking class. "Okay everyone! We're going on a field trip to the temple right over there!" She pointed out the window to where the light came from as she spoke and the whole class looked. "Everyone grab their lunches, use the buddy system, and –"

"Saf, that's the oracle. We can't have everyone going and getting hurt or killed!" Kaze interrupted, holding up a hand for silence and looking annoyed at her older sister.

"Oh...right..." the teacher muttered, looking crestfallen. "I'll go check it then." Colette stood up out of her seat.

"I'll go with you, Professor!" she chirped.

"Okay, sure...I guess," the professor agreed after a reluctant pause. The Chosen smiled and nearly clung to her. "And Tyraen...get your butt over here."

Tyraen blinked. "Why?"

"Because you're a big strong man and we girls need you to defend us." Saf rolled her eyes, her words dripping with barbed sarcasm. "Why the hell d'ya THINK I wantcha to come?"

"Actually I just hack at random things, but...okay, cool! No school!" He quickly got out of his chair and went over to stand next to the professor.

Kaze raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "You'll get yourselves killed with that enthusiasm. I'm going to make sure you don't," she muttered darkly. "I take it Tyraen's the tank, Saf's the healer, and Colette's just there."

"...What's a tank?" the one named as so asked after an awkward moment of silence.

Kaze sighed out of exasperation. "...Never mind that, then. Let's just go." At that Tyraen literally ran out of the door and tripped over a microscopic rock, causing himself to lose consciousness for a short while.

Saf let out a hissing exhalation of annoyance as she saw her student's condition. "Who wants to get this stupid lump off of my hands?"

There was silence until Colette broke it. "I'll do it, Professor!" she offered happily.

"No, Colette, you're the Chosen. I'll do it," Kaze muttered.

"Let's just go!" Saf said irritably, and tried lifting Tyraen, only to drop him with a startled grunt. "What's this guy eat for breakfast? BRICKS!"

There was silence, in which one could almost hear crickets chirping in the background.

"Don't look at me! I have no idea! He lived with a dwarf before randomly moving into a hut with his pet...dog..." Kaze replied. "But come on...let's just go and get this done with!" After a long debate too weird to actually include in the fanfic, the whole group agreed, and they decided to have Colette carry Tyraen after all.

Later, on the way to the temple...

"Dammit! How much longer until we're there?" That outburst was something commonly said by Tyraen, and he had said it again a few minutes after waking up.

"We'll be there when we're there," Kaze growled through gritted teeth, at the same time thinking that her sister and Tyraen were both nuts. Saf had glomped a few strange-looking rocks on the way, and Tyraen was just...well, Tyraen. Once, when everyone had stopped for lunch, Colette saw a butterfly and just had to run off and chase it. Now where did this leave our heroes? Good question, because we don't know! But wherever it was they were, it was long, green, and...grassy...

The eldest of the group, Saf, eyed a log that she thought to look suspiciously like a rock. She ran over and hugged it with her stupid happy face on. We won't even bother describing it to you, because you'd probably have nightmares if we so much as hinted at it. "Professor...isn't that a log?" Colette asked her once she lost track of the butterfly.

"Ow...NOW ya tell me..." Saf mumbled, barely managing to get back up after being partly impaled by the sharp end of the log.

Meanwhile, Tyraen was looking around for something to do. He saw a rabbit and started toward it when, with an angry chitter, it leaped up and started attacking him. "MARTEL SAVE ME!" he yelled and started to randomly stab at the furry creature. Eventually, with blood-drenched blades, the oddly vicious rabbit lay dead at his feet. He sheathed his 'trusty' wooden blades and walked back to the group, one arm bleeding from a rabbit bite. He rolled his eyes when he saw the looks on their faces. "Don't ask," he told the others.