Hello there... So, this is the first time I have the confidence to publish something in English, but since it's not my native language there might be some mistakes. I want to improve my English, so please tell me if you find any.

Just so you know, though this is not a romantic fic, I ship Lina-Gourry and Zel-Amelia, so there are slight references to both couples. Also, though this is not a crossover either, there's a reference to Scruffy, the janitor from Futurama (I've been watching a lot of Futurama recently and just felt like including him someway).

Hope you like it :)


*Everything is completely dark. Uneven footsteps reel across what sounds like a wooden floor, and suddenly somebody hits a wall*

Lina:- Ajj... The wall! Damnit, I could swear there was a lamp right here...

*A glass object falls to the floor and breaks*

Lina:- And there goes the lamp! So funny... This is not funny! *hits the wall* Hey! Somebody turn the lights on!

*Lina gropes in the dark with no results, then somebody bumps into her*

Amelia:- Ouch!

Lina:- Hey!

Amelia:- Lina?

Lina:- Amelia?

Amelia:- Miss Lina, what's happening?

Lina:- That's what I'd like to know... This cheap *ss motel... I bet they turn everything off at night just to save a little money...

Amelia:- Are you sure? It was all so sudden...

Lina:- *angry* Well, they didn't choose the best time to mess with me, I was about to go to sleep... *shouting* Gourry! Zelgadis! Where are you?

Amelia:- I don't think they're anywhere near, Miss Lina... Their rooms are on the other side of the house.

Lina:- We must find them! Gourry!

*Somebody else bumps into her*

Lina:- Eh! Gourry?

Stranger:- *in a particularly gruff voice* Albert, the dishwasher.

Lina:- I see! So it was you! Turn the lights back on!

Albert, the dishwasher:- I didn't turn them off in the first place.

Lina:- Then what are you doing in my room?

Albert, the dishwasher:- It's scary up here... I don't want to be alone.

Lina:- ...?

*The sound of a familiar voice interrupts*

Sylphiel:- Miss Lina!

Lina:- What the...? Isn't that Sylphiel?

Amelia:- I'll go check! *runs*

Lina:- Amelia, be caref...!

*Something heavily falls to the floor*

Albert, the dishwasher:- Well that must have hurt...

Lina:- Why are you still here? Go find a candle or something!

Sylphiel:- *getting closer* Miss Lina! I knew I had heard your voice!

Lina:- Sylphiel! I didn´t know you were here too *gropes for her in the dark* Eww... Why are you wet? And what are you wearing, some kind of cassock?

Sylphiel:- It's just a towell... I... I was at the pool.

Lina:- Pool? They told me they didn't have one! What a bunch of...

Sylphiel:- *interrupts* Miss Lina, what is going on here?

Lina:- I have no idea... *smashes the wall* Hey! If this is a joke, it's not funny!

Sylphiel:- I'm scared, miss Lina... These could be the effects of a spell.

Lina:- We need to find the others! *tries to pull Sylphiel's towell* Let´s go, Sylphiel!

*Rrrrip*

Lina:- Umm... Those might have been the curtains.

Sylphiel:- Oh!

Lina:- Relax, it's all on Amelia anyways...


*Two people walk blindly down the aisle*

Zelgadis:- I'm sure the voices came from this direction, but I can't hear anything now.

Gourry:- *worried* Let's just hope Lina hasn't set the room on fire yet...

*A muffled sound stops them*

Gourry:- Hey!

Zelgadis:- What's wrong?

Gourry:- I've stepped on something... *gropes* Wait, I think it's a person... *extending both hands* She has girl hair, maybe it's Lina...

*Squish*

Gourry:- *embarrased* Alright, definetely not Lina... Way too... Umm, "developed".

Zelgadis:- ...Amelia?

Amelia:- *dizzy* Hmm... *regains conciousness* Guys! Is that you?

*An unidentified flying object impacts loudly against someone's head*

Lina:- *severely irked* I heard you, Gourry! Why don't you go and "develop" a brain, you idiot!

Gourry:- Lina, you hit Zel.

Lina:- Oh... Sorry, Zel.

Zelgadis:- *in pain* Why me...?

Gourry:- Hey, Lina, what's going on here?

Lina:- How would I know? Why does everybody ask me?

*Silent pause*

Gourry:- *meditative* Well... It's just that everytime something like this happens to us, it turns out to be your fault.

Zel/Ame:- *at the same time* He has a point.

Lina:- *to Gourry* Oh, really?

*Punch*

Gourry:- That was Zel again.

Zelgadis:- *unintelligible sounds* Abss ah blah...

Lina:- For your information, I never even left my room! The lights just turned themselves off!

Sylphiel:- It's a lot worse than that... You can't even see through the windows.

Ame/Zel:- Sylphiel?

Gourry:- Syl... Phiel... Ah, Sylphiel! Hey, it's been a long time! How are you?

*Another punch, followed by a shrill whimper*

Lina:- *not so sure* Zel?

Gourry:- *in pain* No, this time you got me...

Lina:- We can't just stay here and talk, Gourry! We need to find a way to... To... *grabs his clothes* Hey, are you wearing pajamas?

Gourry:- These? Yes, my striped ones.

Lina:- *all happy* They feel so warm and padded, remind me to borrow them...

Gourry:- *all sad* I would never get them back if you do...

Zelgadis:- *sick of everything* Could you please get serious for a moment? Let's try to think of a solution. Has anybody tried to cast a light spell?

*Silent pause*

Lina:- No.

Amelia:- No.

Sylphiel:- No.

Albert, the dishwasher:- No.

Zelgadis:- ...? Wait, who's that?

Gourry:- *thinking* I can't believe none of you thought of that before, and they call me slow...

Lina:- *irritated* Alright! I'll try a little fireball!

*More silence. Then they all hear the increasing sound of some sort of energy, but everything remains dark*

Lina:- Nope, I still can't see anything.

Gourry:- How can you know if the spell's working?

Lina:- Let's see...

Gourry:- *screaming* AHH! It burns!

Lina:- Well, I guess it does work.

Amelia:- Miss Lina, we have to get out of here.

Lina:- I agree. Come on, let's move!

*Great bunch of noise. Everyone gets up and starts to run*

Lina:- Let's see, here is where the hallway ends! I think there was a corner right... HEY! NO!

*The whole gang falls painfully down the motel stairs*

- Ajj...

- Ouch...

- My nose...

*Lina punches the floor with her naked fist*

Lina:- Damnit! I forgot about the stairs... Is everybody alright?

Amelia:- Miss Lina! I think we're in the garden! I fell on top of one of the statues!

Zelgadis:- That would be me.

Amelia:- Oh... I'm sorry, mister Zelgadis. But why are you shirtless?

Zelgadis:- I wanted to go to the pool...

Lina:- *deeply ofended* Oh, right, they told YOU there was a pool...

Gourry:- *interrupts* Wait a second... So, Zel and Sylphiel have only their bathing suits on, while the rest of us are wearing pajamas...

Lina:- Yeah, so?

Gourry:- Nothing, just checking... None of us is dressed as a woman this time, right?

Lina:- No... *not really convinced* Al least I hope not.

Amelia:- *embarrased* Umm... I'm wearing bunny slippers.

Lina:- Meh, that doesn't even count as embarrasing anymore... Hey! Who's pulling my hair?

Sylphiel:- Sorry, Miss Lina... It's just that you have such soft hair!

Gourry:- Sylphiel, that's me...

Sylphiel:- Oh...

Lina:- But then who is pul...? *gropes* Oh, it's just the doorknob... Hey, there's a door here! *looses enthusiasm* And it's completely locked.

Gourry:- Let me try... *pushes* Hmpf... Yeah, it's locked.

Lina:- Ok, everybody stay away! FIREBA...!

Zel/Gou:- *alarmed* Lina, don't!

Lina:- Come on guys, it's right in front of me, I won't miss...

Gourry:- We know you won't.

Zelgadis: We're just out of money to pay for it.

Lina:- Amelia will pay.

Amelia:- *muttering* I never said so...

Lina:- *bored* Alright then... If we can't blow it up, then we'll have to force the lock. But we need something tiny and sharp, kinda like a needle... *thinking* Of course! Zel's hair! Amelia, pull out a few of those!

Zelgadis:- *ofended* Lina!

Amelia:- Umm... If you say so...

*Tears two hairs out*

Gourry:- Ouch! Those are mine!

Amelia:- I'm so sorry...! Wow, Sylphiel was right, your hair is so soft...

Lina: *slightly jealous* Amelia!

Amelia:- Alright, alright!

*Another two hairs come out*

Zelgadis:- *ice cold* Ouch.

Amelia:- Sorry...

Lina:- Meh, stop apologizing already! Where are you? Oh, there you are... Fetch me those wires!

Zelgadis:- *depressed* "Wires"?

Lina:- *takes a hair and introduces it in the keyhole* Let's see... Just a little bit more to the left...

*Click*

Lina:- Yes! Let's go! We need to find the exit, and then...!

*Everybody falls down another flight of stairs and land violently against the floor*

Lina:- *desperate* Oh, COME ON! How many stairs could these people possibly need?! I'm getting really tired of this!

*A lot of voices whisper in the dark*

Zelgadis:- What... Where are we? Who´s there?

Gourry:- Agh... Can't... Breathe...

Amelia:- Miss Lina! I think you're standing on Gourry!

Sylphiel:- *guilty* Oh! I'm also standing on Gourry!

Gourry:- Everyone's standing on Gourry...

Zangulus:- That voice... Could it be Gourry Gabriev?

Gourry:- *confused* I think so... Who are you?

Zangulus:- Can't you recognize my voice?

Lina:- *surprised* Zangulus?

Martina:- And Martina!

Lina:- Martina! What are you two doing here?

Martina:- Oh, what is so surprising about that? Can't my handsome husband and I go out for a romantic weekend?

Lina:- I don't know... This is one of the worst motels I have ever been to, honestly.

Martina:- Shut your mouth, Lina Inverse! This is nothing but the best hotel in my kingdom!

Lina:- Well that actually explains a lot...

Amelia:- Miss Lina, don't be so rude...

Prince Phil:- Amelia?

Amelia:- Dad?

Prince Phil:- *all happy* Amelia!

Amelia:- *all happy* Dad!

Lina/Gou/Zel:- *all depressed* Prince Phil...

Prince Phil:- *enthusiastic* Forget the protocole, everybody! Come here and give this prince a hug!

Xelloss:- Well, well... What a lovely meeting!

Zel/Ame/Gou:- Xelloss?

Lina:- Oh, not you...

Xelloss:- Uh? Why so mean? You can't even see me!

Lina:- Right, and I bet that is your fault, isn´t it?

Xelloss:- That's a secret.

Pokota:- I hate this guy.

Filia:- Tell me about it.

Lina:- *irritated* Ok, is there ANYBODY in the world that is NOT in this motel room right now?!

Lyos:- No.

Rezo:- No.

Naga:- Oww-hohohohoho!

Lina:- *alarmed* That's it, I'm out of here! I don't care how! Come on, Gourry! *tries to take him by the hand*

Albert, the dishwasher:- It's Albert, the dishwasher.

Lina:- *looses it* WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT!

Gourry:- Lina, NO...!

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*Dragon Slave*

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