Through the Oaf's Eyes

By: pnaixrose

Disclaimer: I don't own Wild Arms 3 or any of its characters!! Please don't sue okay?

Chapter 1: Cravings

"So Beatrice, eh?" the silver haired punk said with his usual irritable attitude. "How are we gonna beat her?"

All he received was a few "umms" from our leader, an "hmm" from the green haired nerd, and an "I'm-not-really-listening" grunt from me. Can you really blame me for not really listening though? I was so damned tired from thinking! That's all we had been doing that day! Well, I know that saving Filgaia and beating that little kid, Beatrice, was important, but couldn't we just barge in there and kill that psychopath kid? Geez, first Janus and his stupid crew, then the Prophets, and now Beatrice? Man, what was the world coming to these days?

Tired and frustrated with thinking, I threw my hands down on the table, causing a loud impact that gave me a couple of annoyed stares from the other customers. Geez, sooo-rry. I guess the people in Little Twister don't like it when they're disturbed from drinking their beer or something. But hey, we were in a pub! Wouldn't you think that in a pub you'd see big buffoons fighting, cracking liquor bottles on their heads, shouting in slurred words at the top of their voices, and calling each other words of profanity? Now that's my idea of a pub!!

"Why don't we just bust in there and kill the girl?" I said with a frustrated sigh.

I immediately got some stares and murmurs from the other people around us and my comrades glared at me.

Hey, it's not my fault I was born with an unusually loud voice!

"You big oaf!!" Jet murmured with a scowl. "You sound like we're gonna commit a murder or something!"

I gave him a glare of my own and leaned back in my chair. Oaf?! I'm no damn oaf!! Does that damn punk even know what an oaf is?! It's a clumsy, stupid person! And I can't be no oaf because if I was an oaf, I'd be stupid, and I'm not stupid because I know what the definition of an oaf was!

Damn...this guy makes me so angry, it makes me think. And I don't really like thinking all that much.

"Shut up, punk," I said and immediately I got a look from Virginia and Clive. I turn around with a frown and cross my arms in front of me in frustration. Why do they always blame me?! Blame the kid once in awhile!

Suddenly, I heard something loud growl and looked around in embarrassment, but luckily the others were caught up in their conversation about that annoying Beatrice again. I patted my stomach lightly and frowned. Looks like my tummy needs some yummy. But I couldn't think of eating food during a situation like this! We were supposed to be planning to beat Beatrice! Then to make it worse, I started thinking of Granny's homemade pies. Mmmm...

I'm sorry, but I'm weak when it comes to thinking about food!

"Gallows!!" a female voice said, rudely interrupting my daydream about Granny's delectable pies.

I almost jumped at the sound of the voice but I quickly regained my composure as always. "Yeah, Virginia?"

"We were thinking about taking a break for awhile," she said with a smile. "We have no idea how to beat Beatrice yet and maybe a break would gather our thoughts together."

I gave her an understanding nod, but inside my stomach was bursting with anticipation of the homemade pie.

"But we don't really know where to go," Clive continued. "Do you know anywhere that-"

"Baskar Colony!"

The other three looked at me with suspicion and then looked at each other.

Oh please...please let them agree!! I need some pie!!

"U-Umm, I bet Granny could help us out with some ideas! M-Maybe give us some tips on the use of the Guardians or something?" I said quickly. "Besides, we've been thinking all day and we need the rest."

And the food.

Virginia put a finger to her chin in thought and turned to Clive, the wisest dude I've ever met...well except for me of course. "What do you think?" she asked.

"Well, actually it's not a bad idea, Virginia," Clive said as he fiddling with his glasses. "Gallows has a point. Maybe we'll get some pointers on the Guardians too. You never know, we can't always rely on brute strength all the time. We might have to use the mediums."

I could almost hug the dude. That had been the first time he had ever complimented me or my ideas!

Virginia looked to Jet for his opinion, but as usual the punk was not paying attention at all. Actually, he hadn't been paying attention for awhile now. He was sitting in his trademark position, feet on the table and arm behind his head in his "I-don't-really-care" stance. Hmm...but something's been very peculiar with him lately. I don't know exactly what it was, but this is the first time that I really notice that something was up with him. Usually, he'd be talking about Gella or treasures, but lately he's just been staring off into space as if some big thought is stuck on his mind.

Virginia, being the most curious out of all us, waved her hand in front of the guy, trying to get his attention. "Jet? You okay?"

When he didn't get out of his daze, she leaned in closer to take a good look at his face. Then she placed a hand on his forehead to see if he was feeling okay. As soon as her hand landed on his forehead, he seemed be paying attention quite quickly.

Wow, how can Virginia be so caring to the annoying, little punk? That's something that I would never be able to do.

He practically jumped out of the seat. Haha! It was a pretty damn funny scene! "Wh-What the-"

Taking her hand away from his face, she looked at him in curiousness. "You don't have a fever. What's wrong with you lately, Jet?"

She had me there. I didn't know what was wrong with him either. "Yeah, Virginia's right. You've been dazing off a lot these days," I said. But of course, I don't really care. I just said that out of mere politeness.

The punk just rolled his eyes as usual and looked away quickly. Now that was the Jet we know! But...

I peered at his face and saw redness on his cheeks. "Hey punk," I said pointing to his face, "Maybe you do have a fever or something. You're face is all red. Or maybe it's sunburn! Oh god, I hate sunburn! It itches and hurts and-"

Interrupting my description of sunburn, Virginia suddenly leaned closer to his face in worry. "You got sunburn, Jet?! You should've told me!" Leaning closer to him, she examined his face. "But Gallows is right! You're face is all red, Jet!"

"No, no!! I don't have sunburn and I'm not sick!" he yelled, looking away. Hmm...I could've sworn that his face had gotten even redder.

He sent a glare that was more menacing than usual towards me and I looked back at him in confusion.

Sheesh, this is what you get when you try to care far that punk, isn't it?

Virginia started fussing more about him as he protested everything she said when I heard laughing coming next to me. I turned to only find the oddest sight ever. Clive laughing so hard that he had had to take his glasses off.

"Yo, nerd," I said patting his back lightly. "You okay? Have you been drinking too much?"

I never thought I'd see the day when Clive has gotten drunk. Never.

Clive wiped his eyes with a hand and put on his glasses with one last chuckle as he turned to me. "You really don't see it, Gallows?"

I blinked. Wha?

Clive smiled and turned towards Jet and Virginia who were still bickering and I turned to them too, but saw nothing other than them fighting and Jet's sunburn seeming to get bigger every second. "You don't see it? Really?"

"Don't see what?" Argh! I hate it when I'm left out of things!

Clive just smirked and looked at Jet and Virginia. "Nothing. Don't mind me."

Scratching my head in confusion I looked towards Jet and Virginia. Was something going on that I don't know of? Ahh!!! I need some pie...That'll probably clear my head.

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I looked down from Lombardia, our trusty flying dragon, and felt my head swirling. Hehe...every time I ride this thing I get a little bit more nervous than the last. Why'd the dragon have to fly so high up anyway?

"Okay Lombardia! Off to Baskar Colony!!" Virginia shouted happily as always.

Looks like Virginia and Jet have finally stopped their bickering.

I watched Virginia as she smiled brightly as Lombardia took off. I guess she'll never get sick of riding this thing. Gosh, young ladies these days sure have lots of energy. She was practically glowing as Lombardia picked up speed and she said a "Woohoo!!!" Doesn't she ever get tired being so energetic? But then again, she does eat like a pig when she gets the chance. Maybe the food keeps her energize.

Mwhahaha, don't tell her I said that. She'd kill me.

I felt something nudge my arm and turned to Clive who was smirking his ass off. Without a word he just motioned towards Jet who was sitting not that far across from us. I turned to the punk and saw that he was intently staring at something. Curious, I tried to follow his gaze and it fell on-

Virginia?!

She was just smiling cheerfully as always as she watched the ground below us. "Faster, Lombardia!!" she yelled and I had to hold on as the metal dragon gained speed. Hmm...why was Jet staring at her like that? Nothing seemed to be out of the usual with her.

I looked towards the punk again and found that his amethyst eyes still gazed fixedly on the young girl he was always bickering with. Then I saw the sunburn crawl up on his cheeks again.

I turned to Virginia again with a frustrated, low growl, still trying to found out what she could be possibly doing to get his intent attention like that. But I noticed nothing out of the usual of her as she directed the dragon, not noticing what was happening back here.

Turning to Jet again, I saw that he was still staring at her. Back and forth, back and forth I went but I could not find out why he was gaping! Suddenly, Jet turned to me and saw that I was watching him stare at Virginia's back. His face turned red as he scowled and turned away quickly, muttering something.

I could have sworn I heard the word "oaf."

ARGH! Here I am just trying to find out what was happening and he's all dissing me?! I'm gonna get him back, ooh I'm so getting him back.

But first I needed to find out what was going on. Something was definitely out of the ordinary with him, and I wanted to know what it was.

Besides, maybe I could use that as blackmail...whatever it was...

Suddenly a very loud growl was heard and this time since it was so silent at the moment, the three looked at me right away and I laughed nervously in embarrassment.

Before anything else...I need some pie...