A note from deep sea dolphin:

If anyone noticed, I've changed my pen name from "fruitcake" to "deep sea dolphin". I prefer this name. ^-^

This ficcy will revolve around Xelly-poo, Zelas, Dolphin and (maybe) Sherra. A few years after TRY, Xelloss hasn't had any major assignments, so basically he's been "unemployed". One day, Zelas gives him a lil' something to do to keep him amused, and the story basically rolls from there. As this ficcy isn't fully formulated yet, I will welcome any suggestions and ideas. I'll also be taking suggestions for any new ficcies.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything substantial except for the dust bunnies under my bed.

Introduction

It was a relatively normal day on Wolfpack Island. As usual, some stupid children wandering on the island were having their arms, legs and genitals being ripped off in the most horrible manner imaginable by Zelas' wolves. At the same time, there was an old pervert who was frolicking around happily with his mistress, who then lost control in the heights of pleasure and rolled into the murky waters. *PLOOOSH* Then, there was a lot of pain and screaming. But since they're not really significant to the story, we won't dwell on to that.

And so you see, it really was quite a nice day on Wolfpack Island.

Meanwhile, Xelloss was staring intently at the TV.

"…….Sarah oh Sarah! Don't die!"

"……..Oh! But darling, I've been stabbed!"

"Oh Sarah!"

"Oh John!"

As you could guess, our trickster priest was watching his favourite TV series. He wiped a tear from his eye. Unfortunately, he was so taken with Sarah and John that he was unaware of the impatient tugging inside his head which meant his master needed to see him - so unaware, in fact, that his master lost patience.

"XELLOSS WHERE THE %$@#*& ARE YOU!!!!!! IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP IN THE NEXT 3 SECONDS I'LL TIE YOUR TESTICLES AROUND YOUR NECK FOR THE NEXT MILLENIUM AND I'LL TELL ALL YOUR SECRETS--- ", Zelas' voice thundered across the island.

It was at this point that Xelloss decided that although he rather liked the thought of having his privates manipulated into near impossible positions (as he often so fantasized), having his secrets told to the whole world was something that just could not happen! Shuddering, he fazed into Zelas' chambers, kneeling in front of the lithe silvery-blonde, who was lazily swirling her red wine around its glass. Upon seeing her servant, she started jumping up and down on him with her high-heels even though technically she wasn't really inflicting any pain on him. But of course, Xelloss enjoyed this immensely and even made squeaking noises to oblige his master (squeak!).

"Well anyway," Zelas breathed heavily after satisfying herself at bashing her priest-general, "I've got a little job for you and…..Xelloss? Are you okay? SAY SOMETHING!"

At this point, Xelloss' eyes grew big and sparkly. "Squeak!"

Zelas sweatdropped and stared at chibi-Xelloss' starry look of anticipation, feeling bewildered that this freak was actually related to her. "And as I was saying," she continued, digging her heels harder into him, "the paperboy hasn't been delivering the paper lately. So I'd like you to go over to their management office and see if everything's a-oh-kay, got that?"

Silence.

Silence.

"I said---" Zelas was cut off abruptly at the sight of Xelloss' super-duper-kawaii expression. Darn it…..he's had too much sugar……too much TV…

"Ooohhhhh," Xelloss gushed happily, "A NEW MISSION! It's important right, Juuo-sama? Huh? HUUUUUUUH?!!!"

"Ack! Get off my leg you freak!"

Oblivious to the fact that his master was trying to pummel him into the next century, he gazed at her with an adorable puppy-dog expression.

"Ugh…..stop DROOLING on me! Yes it's important, so get OUT!" and with a final kick, he flew out of the window at an astounding speed.

"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!!!"

Zelas blinked after a moment. The tv definitely had to go.

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Somewhere in the endless swirling madness of the sea, someone was fishing.