Right, so. This little bit of crap right here is absolutely retarded. Everything in it has been drawn from the most manical parts of my mind when I was extremely hyper - so for this I apologise: it is utter nonsense. All I can say about it is, I hope it amuses you in some way, or it at least allows you to see how messed up my mind is o.o Because it's a freaky place in there.

I do not own White Knight Chronicles, or any of the characters featured in this fic - although maybe Nana...slightly...considering she's my in-game character I made O_o But whatever .


DAY I

The foursome traipsed through the dingy wood, the humid air rife with the sound of chattering birds.

"Where are we going again?" Yulie groaned as she leant against a moss covered boulder.

"Haven't a clue!" Leonard replied, his voice all serious like. "But we have to save Cisna!" he added, one fist raised determinedly in the air.

"That helps." With a sigh of annoyance, Yulie slid to the floor with a quiet thump.

"We can't rest now! Cisna needs us!" Leonard yelled with a frown, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"You've made us walk non-stop all day through a fucking desert you ignorant pig! Right now, we just need to rest. What good are we to your beloved Cisna if our legs are worn down to mere stumps, eh?"

"Fine." Leonard pouted and stomped away to sulk under a tree somewhere.

The mute girl that had been accompanying the group from the beginning trotted over and sat quietly beside the fiery tempered pink haired girl who, moments before, had shown Leonard a piece of her mind. "Are you ever going to learn how to speak?" Yulie tilted her head toward the petite girl beside her, who shrugged nonchalantly.

A loud crash and a yell sounded from somewhere a little way off.

"What now?" Yulie raised a hand to her eyes and scanned her surroundings as a slightly distorted figure toppled into view. "Oh great…"

The figure was closing the gap between themselves and the group rather quickly and it was not long before Yulie was able to determine who was racing towards her.

"Setti," Yulie groaned.

"Shit! Help me!" The pitiful cry reached Yulie's ears and she rolled her eyes. As Setti drew ever closer, his assailant soon came into view behind him: an angry monkey was hot on the man's tail, screaming obscenities in its primate-language. 'Twas no normal monkey though…it towered over the raven-haired sprinter, casting him in shadow.

Yulie watched with mild amusement as the giant monkey ripped a branch off of a tree as it hurtled past, before hurling the thing at the prone man in front. The branch collided with Setti's head with a hollow sounding "thunk"; the man collapsed to the floor like a sack of potatoes. The monkey kicked him in the ribs a few times, giving one final blow to the guy's crotch before sauntering away with an air of satisfaction.

Ignoring her fallen comrade, Yulie drifted off to sleep, leaving Nana, the mute sidekick to attend to Setti's injuries.