Author's Note: I'm in mourning. Heath Ledger's dead. Heath Leder was a beautiful person, I still can't believe he's gone. Last chapter I had 'Tibalt' down in the Romeo and Juliet rant, it's actually 'Tybalt'. Yeeeaaaahhhh. Anyways, I was in the mood to write this because I took a trip to… TEH HOLY STAPLES! Ah, office supplies stores, people think I'm strange, but I love them. They smell like paper. Cough. Okay, I'm done babbling and rambling and not getting straight to the point, on with the chapter!

Wait, not yet. I want to do shout-outs to my lovely reviewers! First, to my two amazingly continuous reviewers crazygunbladergirl and Angel Dumott Schunard Collins. And to my many other reviewers who brightened my day: AikoShinobi, Saemi and Melomancer. You all get smoothies, compliments from Al-Cid and the Rozzaria prison.

Now, on with the chapter…

Feminism With The Prince

They're off to see Bhujerba… the wonderful Bhujerba of… Ivalice… yay…

Ahem.

Right.

Well, our little band of misfits is off to the Sky-City of Bhujerba, which means we the viewers get a nice view. Mm-hm. Not the creepy, crawly dungeons infested with fiends and monsters that have green saliva. Who's excited? Al-Cid is excited. Perhaps the people of Bhujerba have smoothie stands. How exciting would that be? You know, I bet you all ponder where Al-Cid views these from. Well, Al-Cid is living in a secret area hidden in the vast jungles of the Golmore Jungle. With a large TV the director of this journey has supplied me with. In this small shelter there is a very comfortable bed, a refrigerator, various kitchen supplies and appliances, and of course, a smoothie machine. Yes, a smoothie machine. It can make banana, blue-raspberry, strawberry, cherry, orange, grape, lemon and even MOOGLE flavours of smoothies. Yes, you heard Al-Cid right. Moogle flavoured smoothies. Because, according to an unknown source (COUGH- the bus, with Panda (Angel Dumott Schunard Collins)) cannibalism will be legal in the future.

Turning the conversation with myself away from cannibalism, the Strahl has landed in Bhujerba- a round of applause for piloting 'skillz' on Balthier and Fran's part.

Les gasp! 'Tis LARSA! Oh joy, the prince is here. Alright, this is the point where many people mistake Larsa for a girl. I mean, he acts like a girl, looks like a girl, dresses like a girl, sounds like a girl, and if his clothing extenuated curves like most female characters in these adventures, he would be purely a cross-dressing character. Al-Cid is serious. Although, these adventures are fairly sexist- well not sexist but… certainly not feminist. Take Ashelia and Fran's outfitting, I believe most females would never wear things like that in the modern place you people live in- the world á la real people.

On the topic of feminism, Al-Cid hates it in stories when the women fawn over the men. I mean, that's hardly ever true, boys aallllwwwaaayyyysssssss have to pine after a girl for a long time before she takes notice. Women do not fawn. They crush. Difference. Al-Cid is aware is sounds like a feminist, and he is. Al-Cid, supporting women EVERYWHERE! WOOOOOOOOOO!

Ahem.

So, we're back to these scary dungeon-like areas. This time an abandoned mine no one goes in because of MONSTERS.

Stupid monsters.

Alright, let's just skip the mines, shall we? There's no real plot development, we'll resume when Migelo's second cousins come back. Ah, here they are. What the hell is that? It looks like a circular chainsaw attached to a pole. Hey, at least they get points for originality.

If Al-Cid were in their position, Al-Cid would take Balthier's advice and run. Run very far and very fast away. Follow Larsa perhaps. He seems to be running very fast. Run like wind, bulls-eye!

That was fast. They're out. Aw, how sweet- Larsa's hitting on Penelo! Larsa and Penelo sittin' in a tree- OW! Al-Cid just felt a rock hit his head. Our view changes to face the side of Al-Cid's jungle-home, where Larsa is standing, clad in pyjamas, tossing rocks up and down and twitching. Creeeeeeeeeeeepy.

Moving back to the adventure, here we are, spreading Basch's notoriety.

Wait, what?

Way to discriminate against Basch. Seriously, throughout this game they torture his poor, defeated soul. First his brother back-stabs him, then he gets plummeted down a pit on a cage, don't even get Al-Cid started on his clothing, and now this. Poor, poor, Cap'n Crunch of Dalmasca. Al-Cid pities him.

While on the topic of Basch, Basch looks like Tybalt. Yes, yes, Al-Cid is back on the topic of Shakespeare, but Al-Cid only has one more thing to say about Romeo and Juliet- Mervolio. The yaoi pairing- created by a friend of Al-Cid's person who types up his inner monologues- of Mercutio and Benvolio. Although it was completely an accident, it could happen. Watch a certain version of the movie, Mercutio keeps touching Benvolio on the thigh, it's rather sketchy.

Anyways, Ol' Ratty gets dragged off to a dark-looking bar by some gangster secretive Bhujerba people. Al-Cid shall refer to them as the Sky-Mob.

So, Ratty's way-cooler-than-him comrades save himAgain.

Al-Cid shakes his head in dismay.

Well, while the group is conversing with the Sky-Mob, Al-Cid shall make himself a smoothie. This is the Prince of Rozzaria, signing off.

Al-Cid supporting women, everywhere. XD. R&R!