Either Chapter Two or Three (but mostly Chapter Three): When Omi isn't Omi any more and you find out we are one year into the future of the next season…

"Raimoundo! What's wrong?" Clay rushed in, along with Omi and Kimiko. "Oh…"

"EWWWW!" Kimiko scrunched her eyes and started to giggle, for the fact that…it just funny! (BAWHAHAHAHA! TAKE THAT BITCHES!)

"Well, Raimoundo must have had some pleasant dreams, huh Clay?" Omi joked.

"I liked it better when you were younger and more naive…" Raimoundo barked.

"Well, being a fifteen year old has its advantages, like finally being taller than Kimiko!"

"Only by like, two inches!"

"Yes, but you're eighteen and probably fully grown! I have yet to reach my capacity of height!"

Kimiko gave the still bald one the death stare (and yes, Omi is still cute, just taller, a fuller voice, and doesn't mess up slang as much any more… OH MY GOD! THAT'S NOT OMI AT ALL! –sobs- AAAAAAHHHHHHH! I'VE CREATED THE ANTI-OMI!).

Clay shook his head, "Now, Omi, just because Kimi's a little smaller than you, doesn't mean you tease her. Remember all those times Rai teased you?"

"Oh, yes. That was horrible… but now we can pick on Rai and his small package!" Omi giggled.

"I… HATE… you… Clay…"

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Chase's Lair…

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Chase was attending to his kittens, yes that includes Mr. Frizles! (XD)

He was just finished massaging every last cat, in a luxurious cat bed with silk sheets, ivory frame, down pillows, and a king sized, ultimately perfect firmness mattress, when Chase heard a crash in his kitchen.

He hushed his cats, which mewed softly at the noise and shooed them to bed. He quietly closed the large doors, and stealthily sneaked down his halls.

After several corridors, many halls, and a lot of staircases, Chase made it to his kitchen door. Opening the door, just a crack, as quietly as possible, he gazed through the lit gap.

Chase's golden eyes scanned the room. He found no one in the kitchen, but took precautions.

Chase burst in, did some flips, a battle cry, and landed squarely in a fighting stance.

"WUYA!" he firmly said (cause he does not scream), "What are you doing in my home? And how in hell did you knock down that plate?"

"Oh, Chase! I did not knock over that! On of your cat guards did when it thought I was a toy…and why I'm I here? It's-"

"'It's the sniveling boy Jack Spicer! He refuses to get me my wu!' Wuya, I am not going to get wu for you…leave at once." Chase began to head out the exit.

"CHASE! I mean, Chase! If you're not going to get me wu, what about… 'roughing up' the boy for me, eh?"

"Listen, just as Jack has gain an immunity to your threats, he has gave an equally powerful resistant to mine. Face it Wuya, Jack has finally grown up."

"NO! I need that brat! He's the only boy that will get me wu!"

"Wuya, one, shut up you're giving me a head ache, two, get a breath mint, and three, I cannot force Jack to do anything anymore. It seems that his…'fan boy-ness', has finally gave way. Just let him be as well as everyone else that doesn't want you around!"

"Oh, but I believe you want Jack around still…hee, heh…"

Chase stepped back, "What do you know, bitch?"

"I know I saw you crouching over a knocked-out, red-haired boy practically molesting him in his sleep! Tell me Chase, what do I know?"

Chase sighed, "What do you want?"

"Hmmm… my human form, all your shen gon wu, the Xiaolin Warriors, and Jack's, and…a kiss…"

He nearly tossed his cookies at that, "I'm sorry, but I think I got a bit of 'you're out of your mind' stuck in my ear."

"Oh? Do you? Well, then I guess I'll just have to tell EVERYONE, both Heylin and Xiaolin, about your wittle crush on Jacky-Wacky…" Wuya began to cackle.

"I do not have a crush on that worm…" Chase hissed.

"'So soft… Smells like… slightly musky…'" Wuya imitated.

He bared his fangs and nodded his head, "Fine! I'll do you bidding…"

"Excellent…"

Chase walked off, mumbling such phrases under his breath as, 'Oh, that harlot is going down' or 'that fucking cunt is going to fucking pay for this shit' or 'That bitch, that fucking bitch blackmailed me! That harlot, slut, bitch, cunt, whoer will pay dearly…' Your choice.

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Jack's Room…

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"ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz…ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzz…" Yes, that's snoring.

Jack was snug as a bug in an expensive Egyptian cotton rug. Um… I've never seen Egyptian cotton, let only touch it, but I heard its gooooooood.

He sighed and turned over. His gorgeous red hair was in his beautiful ruby-red eyes; a grin was spread wide on his succulent lips; his chest, was in an angelic rhythm that only he can do…ah… heh, heh, he was sleeping like a baby! A hot, albino-licious baby...

Any who, his eyes fluttered open and he slowly raised from the bed in a fashion that was all like, 'Crap, I'm still half a sleep'; he groaned and rubbed his eyes.

He opened them once more and- "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jack fell off the bed. "WUYA! DON'T GET IN MY FACE! HOW LONG WERE YOU STARING AT ME? I FEEL SO UNCLEAN!" he panicked.

Wuya rolled her non-existent eyes, "Jack, a new shen gon wu has activated it self!"

"THAT DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION!"

She growled, "Ten seconds."

"Well then, I wanted you out of here ten YEARS ago!"

"I haven't known you for ten years!"

"Yes! I would have never met you! That would have been the best day of my life!"

"But you didn't know me…"

"I know! Okay? But that's not the point! The point is that I wish I never met you! I wish that I never got that puzzle box, I WISH MY DAD WOULD COME HOME FOR MORE THAN A DAY!"

Wuya began to float way, "Jack, sometimes, you can't always get what you want…" She phased through the wall, "But I do… heh, heh, heh…"

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Xiaolin Temple…

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"GUYS! GET OFF MY BACK!" Raimoundo yelled at the most tippity-top of his lungs.

"Hmmm…" Kimiko hummed, "YeeeeeeeeeNO!" and she laughed, a horrible laugh, a laugh of a true B-I-T-C-H.

Raimoundo bared his teeth with the utmost wanting to bite her head off and chew it to pieces.

Omi and Clay, however, begged to differ with Kimiko, "Meh… it's gettin' boring tormenting Rai. All he does is whine and complain. If I wanted that, I'd go an' get Jack Spicer… Hey. We haven't seen him in a while. Wonder what HE'S up ta…"

Omi mulled over that, "Hmmm… Who knows? Maybe we should pay him a visit, eh? I'm sure 'Wittle Rai' would enjoy picking on someone that's more PUNY then him!" he stopped and gave a sincere look. "Oh… that sounds most mean… I am feeling guilty much so. We have picked on Jack for no apparent reason, tormented him, beat him to a plug, and destroyed many of his robots, not to forget his house every time we bust in…"

Raimoundo snorted, "One, Omi, it's 'beaten to a pulp', and two, so? It's JACK SPICER! He's a spoiled rich brat that probably never got a spanking in his life! He DESERVES to get as much ASS-WHOOPIN' as possible! I say, LET'S GO GET SOME JACK SPICER ASS!" he blinked. "That didn't sound good…"

"Oh!" Kimiko giggled, "Maybe ya got a hard-on from SPICER! MAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!"

Raimoundo blushed.

Kim stared at him, "You did?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no, maybe high, maybe low…"

"Oh… my…god…you-you're not serious, are you?"

"If I told you 'yes', will ya leave me alone?"

"Until the shock wears thin, yes…"

"And how long will it be until the shock wears thin?"

"I have no clue…"

"Then, yes… I got a hard on from Jack Spicer! Are ya happy now?"

Omi raised a slim eyebrow, "How can you get a 'hard on' from a boy?"

"Well, I'll be a Brokeback Lover! Rai's a homosexual!" Clay's eyes widened.

"And what is wrong with that?" Rai huffed.

"Excuse me, but I am most confused now… 'Homosexual'? What is the meaning of that word?"

"It means you're a boy how likes boys…"

"Is that possible?"

"Obviously it is since there's a words, bars, clubs, and more dedicated to it…"

"Ah… I know so little about the modern world…"

"Yes! And that's what still makes ya naive! Welcome back buddy!" Rai gave him a hard pat on the back, which sent Omi stumbling forward.

"I'm now even more confused… did the meaning of 'naïve' change to a good thing, rather then being inexperience since I have used it?"

Kimiko gave a quick no, "Of course not! Raimoundo's just happy that you're still the Omi we know and love, and not so corrupted by modern society!"

"Ah! I see now! Thank you Kimiko! You have been MOST helpful!"

"Really?"

"No! Can't you hear the sarcasm in my voice?"

"That's not sarcasm. You need more stress on the whole sentence…you talk like that normally any way…"

"Oh… I COMPLETELY see NOW."

"That's it Omi!"

"What? I'm just talking NORMALLY…"