Sari: Whee!

Moo: ...

Sari: Okay, this is an idea me and my friend (the aforementioned Moo) came up with. So, we're writing it together. It's based on when Lloyd says he wants to ride a boat around the world after he, um, rids it of exspheres. So... It's done in days, so thirty chapters in all.

Moo: Its possessed, but you can read it if you really feel like it. I mean, I don't see why you would... Oh yes, I'm not a Goth either, though I sometimes act that way...

Disclaimer: WE DON'T OWN ANYTHING FROM TALES OF SYMPHONIA.

Warnings: Much implied Colloyd and Sheelos. If you've not reached that fateful scene at Altessa's with Yuan and Kratos, this shall contain many spoilers.

The water was turquoise and clear, just like the sky. Even Kratos Aurion was forced to take off his long sleeved shirt and replace it with a cheesy tourist t-shirt that he bought from one of the many street carts on the Altamira time square. He looked around at the many tourists as they sunbathed and ran around on the sandy beach, amused. Something about them made him feel out of place. Silently wishing he were out of all this sun and happy people, he walked over to the dock, where a huge sailboat was docking.

"Hi, Kratos!" Squealed an attractive young blonde woman, who promptly managed to fall off of the boat into the water. Luckily, she was in her swimsuit, so that was okay. It was lucky she was sensible enough to swim out of the way.

"Hello, Colette."

A few women swooned in the background at the sound of Kratos' voice, but otherwise, nobody really reacted.

"Eeigh! Stupid Chosen!"

"Ah, my voluptous hunny!" Zelos flirted, chasing Sheena happily. "You're looking more gorgeous than ever!"

"Getoffame or I'll set Gnome on you!"

"Ahh, why not Celsuis? She's so much more gorgeous..."

"If it has female body, it's enoguh for you, isn't it?" Asked Raine, appearing from apparently out of nowhere. For what seemed like the first time in her life, she was wearing a bathing suit and beach cover-up, subathing on the huge, polished deck. A large tome labeled The History of Magitechnology was lying by her beach chair. She was joined by a short, pink-haired woman with overlarge sunglasses. Genis was attempting to adjust the sails from the crow's nest, a simply impossible thing to do. Then, to Kratos' surprise and horror, six little children were running around the deck, accompanied by a miserable looking Regal.

"I've been told to look after the children," he imformed Kratos with a tone of helplessness in his voice. Kratos decided not to offer his help.

"Whose kid's are they?" he asked, hoping that they were some random woman's from Altamira that Colette had graciously decided to baby sit. Yet all of them, even the girls, resembled Lloyd in a slightly unnerving way...

"They're all Lloyd and Colette's. There are two more kids, too. Lloyd is indoors attempting to feed the youngest one –I think he's about 3 months- a bottle, and the oldest one is most likely at the bow, fishing or something. Well, I'm just glad I'm only on this boat for one more week- Sheena don't touch that!" A little sandy haired kid was poking a jelly fish with one of Lloyd's swords (!) happily. She looked about two.

"Why?" Sheena asked, turning around, drawing her hand back in from the railing that went downstairs.

"Please don't tell me he named them all after his friends..." whispered Kratos, looking white.

"He did." Regal answered, taking the sword away by force. "KRATOS! GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!"
Kratos jumped. "I am..."

"No, no, Kratos..."

"What?" asked an annoyed teenage voice from behind them. A thirteen-year-old boy emerged from behind the mast, his hair a rusty brown color and ruffled. He was holding a fishing rod, that looked homemade.

"I want you to put Sheena and Raine inside, its time for their afternoon nap. Then, go find Lloyd and Colette and tell them that I'm out buying some more food for the trip to Sybak. Then we should be ready to sail," he instructed the surly teen. Kratos threw him a disgusted look, but listened anyway. He picked Sheena up and balanced her precariously on his hip while tiny Raine, a plushy giraffe in hand, climbed onto his shoulders. The older Kratos looked at his grandson, exasperated.

"I'll come with you," he said, unable to pinpoint the exact reason for why he was so curious about his teenage grandson. They disappeared under the boat to the living quarters.

"Well, how many kids are there?" Asked Kratos, a bit of panic in his voice, "When Colette sent me the letter asking me to come on the boat for a month, she only said 'we have kids.'" His grandson placed Raine and Sheena into their cribs, roughly pulled the covers up over their eyes to quiet them and walked from the room and into another, which was decorated with many posters and pictures of famous rockstars and such. The older Kratos eyed a sword in the corner, balanced precariously on a shelf. Kratos slumped onto the bed.

"Well, I'm thirteen, and I'm the oldest... Mum had me when she was..." He blushed slightly and continued, "Then there's Genis and Presea, who are four. They're twins. Then... oh yeah, Zelos, he's three. Then there's Sheena and Raine, I just put them to bed for their nap, and they're two. And then there's Regal, who's one and Dirk, who's only like three months." The older Kratos' jaw dropped in horror, but he quickly regained his cool.

"Okay, let's go tell your mom and dad that Regal's out," Kratos said, still shocked at the number of children on the boat. Kratos followed him, both looking around for Lloyd or Colette.

Colette, who was on board and wringing out her wet hair from her unexpected swim, tripped and fell into Kratos' arms.

"Ah-h! I'm sorry!" She said, getting back to her feet. "So... What is it?"

"Regal wants you to know he's out getting food. I'm going back to fishing," the younger Kratos said darkly, turning around on his heel and striding out.

"Okay! I'm going to go check on the twins! I'll be back!" Colette said, beginning to walk away.

"Which set of twins?" Kratos asked. "The younger ones are in bed."

"Little Genis and Presea. Oh, I hope Presea isn't playing in the kitty litter again..."

"Kitty... litter...?" Kratos said, white.

"Oh, yes, for Simon the cat! And then there's Murray the dog and Noishe! So the pets are on the boat, too!" Colette looked simply delighted, but Kratos was wondering how he was going to survive an entire month on board.

Oh no, Kratos thought. I'm allergic to cats.

Regal came back with a large array of spices, and some hotdogs. They roasted them on the grill ("Isn't this grill handy?" Lloyd said enthusiastically, lighting the mainsheet.) And, after a joined effort, put all the children to sleep, except for Kratos, who preffered fishing. After observing his grandson for a while, the older Kratos assumed that Simon was Kratos' cat, seeing that everyone else that approached it got mauled.

"That was delicious," Colette said happily, snuggling up next to Lloyd and looking at the stars, "There's the constallation, Origin!" Presea looked up at it. She still hadn't taken off her sunglasses, even though the sun had set an hour ago.

"Hey, who wants some wine, I bought some good stuff at the Altamira bar this morning," Genis called from the kitchen. A few adults raised their hands lazily.

A small child could be heard talking in their sleep.

"Bubbles, no, not the giant rainbow!" It was unmistakeably little Zelos, though no one had the slightest inkling about what the three-year-old was talking about.

"You know what, Lloyd, I have no idea how you manage living with ten million little kids," Zelos said lazily, drinking much more wine than he should have been drinking. Sheena was sitting in his lap, but was looking as though she wanted to leave because he was getting steadily drunker.

"Uh, I dunno, they're kinda cute, you know," Lloyd said, wrapping a strand of Colette's hair around his finger absent mindedly. Kratos lay silent in a bright pink beach chair, looking up at the many summon spirits' constallations. He was thinking about how Lloyd had once told him, long ago, it seemed, that he'd always wanted to travel the world on a boat. Well, he was living his dream now, after spending three years hunting down all the exspheres.

"I'm turning in for the night, cool boat Lloyd," Kratos said, standing up abruptly. He walked past the children's room ("Rainbows are everywhere! NOOO!") and into his own, which Colette had undoubtedly decorated. It had plaid curtains (pink and green) and a pretty lacey bed which made Kratos flinch. He was sleeping in this for a month... well, at least the mattress was squishy.

Sari: He he! Read and reveiw, please!

Moo: Yes, please do...