So Frank sat on the bed of his cold, dark, jail like room. He was unsure of what to do, but he knew he had to help his friends. He then thought of an idea. He would flee the town without anyone noticing. But he was going to need some help, but everyone was acting like they were not wanting him to leave...but then another idea! There was a lonely dude next door named Crona. Maybe he could help him escape. It was worth a shot. Frank got up and walked to his door and opened it. Thankfully there was no one in the hall. Frank crept over to the door next to his and lightly knocked on it.

"Yo..." he said. No answer. He then tried again. "Yo!"

He heard a gasp from within.

"Uhh...y-yes..."

"Yo uh...Crona right?"

"Yeah..."

"Yeah uh...do you wanna like help me get out of here?"

"What?"

"I need to get out to save my friends? Do you know the way out of here?"

"Uhhhhh..."

"Well uh I was just gonna swipe a car and go to las vegas."

"LAS VEGAS!" yells a different voice from within. "Just get in here guy!"

"Okay..."

Frank walked inside. He looked around, and saw a pink haired boy crouched in a corner with a black blob on his head. Frank rubbed his eyes.

"Damn...It must have been the dope that was buring in the fire...when I find them we are going to have a little talk about drugs..."

"Who the hell are you?" the blob asks.

"Uhh I'm rock musician Frank Zappa...I came hear only to use a phone or something to call for help for my friends but uh...I'm forced to find an alternative solution. I want to take a car to vegas."

"We're in!"

"No Ragnarok! I can't deal with this vegas thingy!"

"Yes you can you dumbass! We're in Zaps! Get up Crona you lazy cow!" the blob said hitting Crona in the head.

"Oww Ragnarok stop it! Okay okay I'll go!" Crona said standing up.

"Alright good. Do you know the way out of here?"

"Y-yes..."

"Let's go."

Frank and Crona began to walk into the dark corridor. Crona led Frank all the way to the main hall area. Thankfully nobody was wandering the halls this late. They slowly began to walk.

"So...what are we going to do once we get to Vegas?" asked Crona.

"Ohh probably stay at a hotel...I like the gold nugget...then I would call for help. I'm sure my friends can't last another day out there in the desert."

"Y-you're friends are out in the desert?"

"Yeah, our bus crashed after our driver got high...I went for help but woke up here...but I'll help them...as for you...you can do what you want or whatever."

"Okay..."

Soon they were out of the academy and walking into town.

"Hmmm now to find a car to swipe...ah ha! perfect!" Frank exclaimed as they walked to a nice looking convertable.

"Um uh...Mr. Zappa...are you sure the guy who owns this won't mind?"

"Nah, it's cool. Sweet! Key's in the ignition!" Frank happily said getting inside. "Hop in!"

"Uhhh...are you sure?"

"Come on, it'll be fun!"

"Alright..." Crona said reluctantly getting in the front seat. Frank started the car and off they went, driving to the traffic light at the far end of town. A motorcycle pulled up to them. It was Soul and Maka.

"Crona?" asked Maka.

"M-Maka! I uh...I'm going to Vegas."

"Cool." said Soul with a grin.

"What's Vegas?" asked Maka.

"Uhhhh...Some place...Mr. Zappa is taking me."

"Okaaay..."

As the light turned green, Zappa zoomed off.

"Later Maka!" Crona called out to Maka as they sped into the desert. They were on their way to Las Vegas.

Meanwhile...

"Crona! I have some milk and cookies for you!"

Marie, the kind, caring weapon waled through the dark hall at the dead of night, holding a tray of milk and cookies, and walking up to Crona's room. She was a bit surprised to see the door open, and nobody inside.

"Crona?"

The room was empty. But then she noticed. The door to Frank Zappa's room was open too. And was empty as well. She then deduced that Frank must have kidnapped Crona.

"This is terrible! I must tell Lord Death at once!"

Marie ran up to Death's chamber. She had never visited at night before, and wondered what it would be like. But now was not the time for that. She had to alert the Shinigami about Crona. She crept into the Death chamber and it was...just like any other time of day. Lord Death was still awake, just standing there.

"Marie? What are you doing here so late?"

"Sir, I've got some bad news! Crona and your new prisoner escaped!"

"What!? Zappa! I knew he was a bad egg. Who in the right mind would kidnap a child?"

"Zappa...Kidnapped him!?" Asked Marie, frantic.

"I'm afraid so. Crona is now in the hands of some dirty rock musician."

A bunch of thoughts ran through Marie's head. Most of them were of Zappa, who in Marie's mind, looked like a sleazy, smelly, devilish monster, tying up Crona over a fire.

"I HAVE TO SAVE HIM!" Marie yelled.

"Very well. We can't afford any accidents. Take Stein with you for good measure."

"No. I don't need Stein. I want to give that creep a beating myself!"

"Marie, without a Meister, it may be too dangerous. Please, take Stein with you as an extra precaution."

"Fine. I'll have Crona back as soon as I can." said Marie running off.

Meanwhile...

Frank and Crona were driving out into the desert. Crona looked nervous the whole time.

"So uh...what do you do Mr. Zappa?" asked Crona.

"I'm a musician. Alot of people love me."

"S-So you're famous?"

"Yup. But I don't care about that. I just love making meaningful, enjoyable pieces of art."

"Huh...that's nice."

"So what's up with you?"

"My mommy would torture me when I was a kid and made me go insane."

"Ouch. Sorry to hear that. But chin up dude! You and I are going to have some fun!"

"W-we are?"

"Yep! As soon as we get to vegas. There's a million fun things we could do there."

"Okay..."

Hours later...

Crona was napping in the car. He was soon woken up.

"Dude! Crona we're here."

"Wha?"

Crona looked. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. Surrounding him were towering skyscrapers, which were bright as day.

"Wha! Huge scary towers! I can't deal with this!"

"Calm down. They aren't going to hurt you." Frank said pulling up to the gold nugget. He drove up to the valet.

"Whoa! Frank Zappa! What a surprise!" The man said as Frank and Crona got out. "Enjoy your stay."

"Thanks! Come on Crona! In we go!"

Crona followed Frank inside. He had never seen such a place. They went up to the VIP check in desk.

"Ah! Mr Zappa! Good to see you again! The usual?"

"Yes sir!"

"Here's the key." the young man said handing the card to Frank. He thanked him and Crona and Frank walked through the casino and up to an elevator. They walked inside. They then reached the top floor to the VIP suite. Inside was a very lavish suite, only reserved by the most famous of celebrities.

"Oh Kick ass!" exclaimed Ragnarok.

"Well...it is nicer than my room..." commented Crona. Frank walked over to a phone.

"Hello? Bellhop? This is Frank. Look, there's been an accident. My friends...what? They checked in no less than an hour ago!? Where are they?...On the strip...alright we'll keep our eye out for them. Got it. Thanks." Frank hung up.

"My friends are on the strip. I will go look for them. You can either come with me or do whatever you want."

"We're going to hit the town!" said Ragnarok. Come on you dumbass get your legs moving!"

"Ow ow! Okay Ragnarok stop hitting me!" Crona wailed as Ragnarok hit him on the noggin. He followed Frank out of the room and down to the lobby. After another walk through the casino, They walked outside.

"Here's some money, dude. Think of it as a thank you for leading me out."

"You're welcome Zap!" said Ragnarok as Crona took the twenty dollar bill that was given to him. "We'll stay close around the Gold Nugget so we don't get lost!"

"Alright, take care!" Frank said as he walked away.

"Okay! Now lets go find ourselves a strip club!"

"No Ragnarok...I can't handle those..."

"Don't be such a pussy you dumbass!"

"Excuse me..."

"Huh?"

Crona and Ragnarok looked. There was a young teenage girl looking at them. She had red long hair, and make up on. Ragnarok shrunk back in.

"Uh uh...hello..." said Crona.

"What's your name?"

"C-Crona..."

"That's a cool name. I'm Destiny. It's nice to meet you. Is this your first time in vegas?"

"Y-Yeah..."

"Hm. I see. Would you like to have some fun?"

"Well...um...I don't know..."

"Of course you do!" she said pulling him by the arm.

"Whoa!"

Meanwhile...

Frank was walking down the strip, keeping his eyes peeled for his friends. There were alot of people, and he was unsure he could find them.

"There he is!"

Frank turned around expecting to see his friends, but instead he saw an angry blonde woman with an eyepatch walk towards him.

"Uhhh...can I help you?" asked Frank politely.

"What have you done with Crona!?" she said grabbing him by the scruff. She sure was strong.

"N-Nothing! He is hanging around the golden nugget, I swear!" said Frank, a bit scared of the lady. She let him go.

"You should be ashamed of yourself! Kidnapping a child! What the hell did you think you would get out of this?"

"I didn't kidnap him! It seemed like I was being kept prisoner back at that Death city, and so did he! Heck, why in the world would he be kept in such a place anyway?"

"Well...I don't know..."

"I sure as hell knew he was miserable there! So we escaped to find my friends who were stranded in the desert."

"Your friends were lost in the desert?"

"We all were, that's why I came to your city in the first place..."

"Oh...I'm so sorry I attacked you...I didn't know..."

"Hey, That's okay. I can tell you're a very caring person. If I were you I'd probably be doing the same. Are you his mother?"

"Oh uh...no...but I do care for him alot...he came from an abusive family."

"I see. Well, let's go look for him together."

"Oh I sent a friend of mine that came with me to look for him. I hope he didn't get sidetracked..."

"Let's go look for them."

"Right. Oh uh and I'm Marie by the way."

"It's nice to meet you Marie. I'm Frank Zappa."

Frank and Marie walked toward the gold nugget.