So, Chapter Four is finally out! Sorry, had to spend time finishing an essay, but well, here it is!

*One weeks ago*

The ogre sniffed the air hungrily. Fresh, fresh meat awaited, yes. Meat, good meat, not bad, eat, must. Its single eye, heedless of the branches so close to its head, charged onward. Meat awaited, yes. Meat, meat good. Meat –

There, a human! Smell good! It leapt forward in a great bound, blue arms stretched forward, anticipating the soft squish of flesh as its teeth sunk in and crunched –

"FOOOOOOD-"

Danny heard as far as "RRROOO-" before his nerves caught up. A flash of green light shot out from his palm, icy and cool, and the monster's head exploded outwards, speckling the surrounding leaves with purple goop. He observed detached as the goop dripped and stretched its way downward, embracing gravity with a sickening splat that sounded so much likeectoplasmafterhe-

Danny shook his head, clearing out the bad thoughts. "I am so not eating that," he mumbled, ignoring his protesting stomach. Instead, he pulled his new cloak tighter around his body. Sure, he didn't exactly ask first before taking it, but there wasn't really anyone there, and he wasn't sure if he could handle seeing more bodiesfallingandhecouldn't-

He trudged through more brambles, wishing all the more that his intangibility was still intact, his legs wouldn't have no many scratches. And maybe his jeans wouldn't have ripped up so quickly, after he realized the giant birdy had six eyes and a preference for human meat and that he couldn't fly! Gee, he hadn't run so fast since that time he was miniaturized with Dash and -

Danny growled, ruthlessly tearing his way through the low bushes that crowded the lower canopy of the forest. With the odd-shaped bits of sunlight, and trees that looked exactly the same, he could have been going around in circles, but he didn't care. Not like he had a fire to return to homewarmmomfudgebloodsscream-

There! Mushrooms! Little brown caps nestled in the trunks of some tree that cloned itself from the one right behind him. Brown was edible, right? Uncaring, he tore them up and, cursorily wiping them on his cloak, shoveled them into his mouth all at once; it would lessen the time he had to taste it. Food, that was – what, today's lunch? His stomach growled, possibly louder than before.

Time to find more then.

And at least it would stop him from thinking –

*Present time*

Danny watched uneasily as the foxy-kid pulled a bunch of screaming mushrooms out of thin air. There was something about mushrooms that just…sort of…threw…him…off…

He quickly turned away to hide the leaps his stomach was starting to jump. Really, real food in such a long time, and he was not going to – god dammit –

"Daaaniii," a concerned female voice caught his attention, and he looked up just in time to hear "Daijobu desu? Anata wa mieru…" At his slightly exasperated look, sailor girl had the decency to blush and repeat the garble, if slower this time.

Danny watched the girl's mouth as she talked, watching it form all those 'aaa's and 'ooooo's that would make so much more sense if he had a clue what she was talking about. Come to think of it, he thought as he moved his gaze up to her eyes, tracing her eyebrows, she looks a little like K-Kwan.

In fact, that other girl looked kinda like Kwan too. And so did monk-guy, and fox-kid, and that red-guy, with their kinda squinty eyes that widenedwhentheysawhimshock – no, K-Kwan was not important. No, Danny repeated in his head like a mantra, not important.

Not.

At.

All.

And up ahead, fox-kid just went *poof* and turned himself into…a giant, floating mushroom? But it was still good, because now he just focuses on puking his guts out. Jeez, when did he come to hate mushrooms anyway?

And sailor girl handed him some sort of handkerchief, stepping carefully around the greenish splatter attracting flies on the dirt path, talking in jarble again, and it occurs to him that maybe he should focus just a teensy bit more on learning the language here.

Since he was pretty sure he was going to be stuck here for a while, as he can't fly, and a lot of portals are located in mid-air.

There's a hand rubbing circles on his back, and somewhere around him there's growling, and someone's eyes (brownjustlike-) too close for comfort, and suddenly he'd give all the world for his intangibility back and sink through the floor because they were all too close tooclosetooclose -

Danny jumped back as soon as he could, regarding the travelers (they were travelers, right? I mean, who in their right mind stays in these mountains; baring fruitloops and his own situation, of course) with weary eyes. Okay, so now he's touch-phobic as well as mushroom-phobic. That's just great; he doesn't even remember how he got touch phobic!

But now sailor-girl looks sad, and red-guy looks like he wants to smack him, so he quickly mutters "Sorry," before mentally smacking himself because she wouldn't understand him.

He just really, really hoped that they wouldn't abandon him here again. He doesn't think his sanity will make it out of the woods with his body if they did, and god knows there's enough zombie-like things around here already.

And there you have it! Sorry if Danny sounds a little out of it, he's not quite the cheery guy from the show anymore, though, so bear with me for a bit! And thank you all for your lovely reveiws!