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Oh yeah, and I still don't own GB.

A/N: I would've animated this chapter if I could. But since I couldn't, and words on paper (or computer/tablet/smartphone/whatever screen) can only do so much, then this chapter requires some imagination, as some parts can only be as funny as the pictures in your mind.

X. Losing Marbles

Mido Ban narrowed his eyes as he looked down at the red chipmunk-sized creature, who met his gaze unflinchingly. "How do we know that you're not gonna attack again once you're free?" He asked.

Without missing a beat, the red teletubby-troll-like creature answered, "You can take our weapons," making the other three creatures gasp. "It's just for a little while," he told them, trying to ease their nerves.

The dark-haired retriever continued to give him a suspicious look. "Are these all the weapons that you have?" Remembering Red's earlier speech, he added, "Aside from 'courage' or whatever other abstract bullcrap that you can come up with?"

Red glared at the insult to his motivational speech, but nodded, anyway.

"Alright," Ban said as he motioned to the pile of miniature weapons. "Put those in your vest pockets for now," he told his partner, who nodded in acknowledgment.

Amano Ginji knelt down and started picking up the weapons. Now that they weren't rushing, the blond held each miniature weapon up to his face before stashing it into the pockets of his army green vest. "This is so cute," he gushed as he held up the mini-nunchuks.

"Be careful with that!" Yellow called out.

"Don't worry. They'll be safe here," Ginji said, patting his top left vest pocket where he slid the weapon in.

With Red's fencing sword still in his hand, Ban then moved towards the tied up creatures, bent down, and pointed the edge of the sword at the gumstrings. "Remember," he said, his blue eyes boring right into Red's. "No funny business."

Red looked directly into those piercing eyes, then said, "You have my word. And that is as rock solid as a piece of solid rock."

With a slight frown on his face, Ban decided to ignore the redundancy and just proceed with slicing the gumstrings with the sword. Red watched the strings fall down to his feet, then looked up at Ban's expectant face.

"Time to keep your end of the bargain," the retriever said.

Red nodded. "Of course."

He waited until his comrades were completely free of the strings. Once Purple, Green, and Yellow had all settled down, the three little creatures stood up straight, taking up positions at Red's left. Red then cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

"There once was a dragon," Red began, his high-pitched voice sounding loud and clear like a chipmunky orator. "... whose name was Puff."

To Ban's surprise, Purple suddenly stepped forward and held up his hands, curling his fingers forward like claws as he contorted his face in what appeared to be an attempt to look scary.

Red continued, "With claws like daggers and scales that were tough."

Purple then rounded his lips and made elaborate blowing movements, moving his tiny head from side to side in perfect timing to Red's words.

"With flames from his mouth that burns with each huff
He stole all our dreams, he couldn't get enough."

Ban furrowed his brows, staring as Purple faithfully conveyed Red's story with a pantomime. This time, the little purple creature skipped around, huffing his chest as he did so.

"He frolicked in the mist as he grew in might."

Green then stepped forward, dropping down melodramatically to the floor with an exaggeratedly frightened look in his eyes.

"The magic had tipped, filling the land with fright."

With a troubled expression on his face, Green then held his palms up towards the heavens as if he was asking a question.

"Who could stop him? Who would put up a fight?"

As the last character in their little pantomime show, Yellow then stepped forward with his hands on his hips in a typical Superman pose.

"'Tis I," was the answer of the Fairy of Light."

Yellow held his fingers up, then started wriggling them frantically as he pointed their tips towards Purple.

"With light from his fingers, across the land it shone
It hit the great dragon, right down to his bone."

With timing synchronized exactly with the words of Red's poem, Purple pretended to be hit by throwing his head back before falling down to the ground.

"Down the mighty dragon fell with a loud groan
'Twas the greatest battle this land had ever known."

Purple then opened his eyes and mouth wide, as if in an intensely horrified shock. Ban didn't think it was even possible for Red's high-pitched chipmunky voice to get even higher, but he was definitely mistaken.

"The dragon was vanquished, he screamed with a 'Gaaaah!'"

Red had actually screamed, prolonging that last interjection which made the two retrievers wince at the assault to their ears. Thankfully, that didn't last too long and Red's voice went back to its normal - relatively, anyway - pitch, while Yellow waved back at Purple with a smirk on his lips.

"As the Fairy of Light had bid him 'Tata!'"

Green now stood up, his overly terrified facial expression replaced with a wide smile as he linked arms with Yellow. Purple, who was no longer pretending to be the dragon, stood up as well, linking arms with Green. Red joined in, pulling up some leaves from the patch of grass that happened to be nearby. Together, all four creatures now hopped around happily as Red threw the leaves of grass in the air like confetti.

"The whole land celebrated with songs of chacha
'Coz now there was peace in Alucinatiduwopteedu-Ha! Ha!"

With the poem now over, the four creatures all lined up, then bent forward in a group bow. Ban continued to stare in stunned silence as the confetti-leaves fell back down to the ground. It wasn't long before his bewilderment was broken by the sound of clapping. He turned his head to the sound, and found his partner in chibi form resoundingly expressing his approval at the spontaneous pantomime show with a big grin on his face.

The chibi blond stopped clapping as he felt his partner's glare. He stared back at Ban, blinking innocently as he asked, "What?"

Instead of answering, Ban groaned softly and mumbled, "This is not happening."

"And that is the story of the magical dragon," Red said as all four creatures looked up at Ban.

Nope, this can't be happening, he told himself. The most logical explanation to all this was that he was dreaming. Yes, this was all just one big, bad nightmare. He closed his eyes as he pinched himself on the arm, hoping against all hope that he would finally wake up. Being the recipient of a pinch from a hand that was capable of 200 kilograms of force was not the most pleasant thing, but he felt a certain satisfaction as a sharp pain shot up his arm. That, he thought as he slowly opened his eyes, should have enough punch to wake him up, and those freakish creatures would finally be gone.

Not.

The creatures were still there. And they were still looking up at him. Dammit.

"So lemme get this straight," he finally said with a resigned sigh. Since the madness didn't give any hint of ending anytime soon, the only thing he could do right now was to just play along. Hopefully, he surmised, this path would lead him to something more substantially helpful along the way. "There was a dragon who stole all your dreams, causing some kind of imbalance in magic. And the one who defeated him was the Fairy of Light."

All four creatures replied with a resounding "Yes!"

Ban muttered, "You could've just said that."

Red was now watching Ban closely. "Now if you're not the dragon," he then said, motioning to Ban. "And you're not the Fairy of Light," he added, turning to Ginji. "Then who are you?"

"I was just telling you who I was when I was rudely interrupted," Ban said, looking pointedly at Green, who had shot an arrow at Ban's hand while the retriever was introducing himself the first time around. Green responded to Ban's glare by looking away with a bit of sheepishness in his eyes. "I am the Invincible Mido Ban-sama!"

"And I'm Amano Ginji!" Ginji, who had turned back into his normal form, piped up. "We're the Get Backers!"

Red looked curiously back at Ginji. "Get Backers?"

"That's a weird name," Yellow commented.

"And that's a bit rich, coming from you," Ban muttered, making the yellow troll-haired teletubby-like creature frown in confusion. Before any of the creatures could say anything else, he said, "Okay, now that you know who we are, I think it's only fair that you introduce yourselves as well."

The creatures looked at each other, and all of them conveyed agreement.

Red was the first to answer. "My name's Rapier."

"I'm Gungdo," Green said.

"Popper," Purple said as he raised a hand to indicate himself.

All gazes then landed on Yellow. There was a brief pause as Yellow noticed that everyone was now looking at him.

"Oh," he said when he finally realized that it was his turn to introduce himself. "And my name's Wow." (1)

Ban furrowed his brows at the last name, but decided to just move on. "So if you're not fairies," he said. "Then what exactly are you?"

As expected, it was Rapier, the red one, who answered. "We're ..." He then opened his mouth wider, and the next thing they heard was a shrill sound that could best be described as tires screeching on the wet pavement after narrowly avoiding an angry chimpanzee. When he was done, Rapier closed his mouth and looked back at the retrievers.

"Ummm..." Ginji said, scratching his blond head as he thought about how to respond to that. "That's... uhhh... hard to pronounce."

"And you think our name is weird," Ban mumbled. "Say," he then said aloud. "Why don't we just call you trollietubbies?" (2)

"Trollietubbies," Rapier said slowly, as if feeling how each syllable rolled over his tongue. With a fascinated look in his eyes, he asked Ban, "What does that mean?"

"It means..." Ban paused, then continued, "Great warriors."

Rapier smiled. "I like the sound of that."

"Good," Ban said, chuckling to himself. The runt actually bought it.

"So what does the name 'Get Backers' mean?" Gungdo, the green creature, asked.

"We get back anything that was lost!" Ginji answered with a beaming smile.

Rapier seemed to ponder that for a moment, then asked, "What are you trying to get back now?"

"Well," the blond began as he looked back at his partner. "At first, it was just these missing Mickey Mouse items..."

"But right now," Ban interrupted. Who cares about missing Mickey Mouse items when you're trapped in a psychedelic freak show? "We just wanna get out of this crazy world."

"Crazy?" Rapier repeated, obviously offended.

"What Ban-chan meant was," Ginji said in an effort to calm him down. Now that they had met creatures that they could actually converse with... well, he didn't want another fight if they could avoid it, especially if there was a chance that these creatures could help them out. "We're not from this world, so everything seems crazy to us."

Rapier asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm not sure how it all happened," Ginji answered with a sigh. "But we started out in Disneyland. We were pretending to be Mickey and Minnie Mouse, and then Roger Rabbit came along and we followed him into a hole and we just... sort of... dropped down onto a marshmallow bed, and then they tied us up with gum, and then we ended up underground where they were mining these glowing balls, and then we got attacked by purple cats and more Roger Rabbits and we escaped by riding this mining cart that flew up to the sky and landed in the middle of this forest."

The trollietubbies stared at Ginji.

"That does sound crazy," Gungdo finally said. "I mean, how can you pretend to be a mouse? You're too big and you don't even have whiskers."

It was Ban's turn to stare. Of all the things that Ginji mentioned, the little creature found that to be the crazy part.

Gungdo was looking now at Ban, particularly at the moustache that was drawn above his lips. "Well, that face fur could probably pass for whiskers, but -"

"It's a different kind of mouse, okay?" Ban interrupted, irritation creeping up again into his voice.

Gungdo frowned in confusion. "It has face fur above the lips?"

Ban felt like slapping himself on the forehead. "That's not the point," he said exasperatedly. Man, constant frustration could really take a toll on one's energy levels. At this rate, he'd be drained like a dried up river within five minutes if this went on. He really should calm down and just steer the conversation back into more productive matters, he thought as he took a deep breath. Once he felt that his blood pressure was back down to normal levels, he turned to them, and with the frustration in his voice now replaced by signs of despair, he said, "We just wanna go back to where we came from."

The trollietubbies all looked at each other as they thought about what the retrievers had just told them. Rapier gave each of his comrades a questioning look, and they all responded with small nods of acknowledgment. Rapier then looked back at the retrievers and smiled. "We will help you."

Ban stared in disbelief at the unexpected offer. "Really?" He asked doubtfully.

With determination in his chipmunk-sounding voice, Rapier said, "Yes, as certainly as a crocodile's white teeth are surely white! We are your dependable allies that you can depend on! Until you are safely home, we will unceasingly continue to be by your side 'til the very end without stopping!"

Ginji gave them a grateful smile. "Oh, thank you!" He then turned to his partner. "Did you hear that, Ban-chan? They're gonna help us get back home!"

Ban was less enthusiastic. Having to depend on totally freaky whatever-they-are's was not something that he was very much at ease with. Besides, there had to be a catch there somewhere. He looked directly into the red one's eyes. "And what do you want in return?"

"Well..." Rapier started to say.

Ban snorted internally. I knew there was a catch.

"If we happen to cross paths with the dragon," Rapier continued. "We will be very much grateful for any assistance that you can give us."

Ban narrowed his eyes. "What kind of assistance?" He already had a pretty good idea what the answer was, but it didn't hurt to ask just to be sure.

"Assistance in capturing it," Rapier replied.

"Or better yet," Gungdo added. "In vanquishing it."

Just as he thought. It was in fighting that they needed 'assistance' with.

"This dragon that you're after," Ginji said with a thoughtful expression on his face. "... is the one in the legend, right?"

"Yes," Rapier answered.

"What makes you think that it even exists?" Ban asked them. "I mean, it's just a legend."

A troubled expression came over the trollietubbies' faces.

"There have been warning signs," Rapier began. "... that the magic in Alucinatiduwopteedu-Ha! Ha! is no longer in harmony."

"Warning signs?" Ban repeated, prompting him to elaborate.

"Enchanted marbles are declining considerably in great numbers," the red creature said.

And that statement just left Ban even more confused. "What?"

"Enchanted marbles are declining considerably in great numbers."

"I heard what you said," the dark-haired retriever, irritation creeping up into his voice again. He took another deep breath to calm himself down. "But I don't know what you mean."

"Don't you know what enchanted marbles are?" Gungdo asked.

Ban was about to say something sarcastic but decided to restrain himself. "No," he answered instead.

"They're seeds of magic," the green trollietubby explained. "They're the source of power in in this land."

"Without them, this land will cease to exist!" Rapier added, obviously agitated by the notion.

Ban furrowed his brows in thought. "And they're declining."

"Considerably in great numbers!" The red creature added.

This time, the sarcasm could not be restrained. "Yes, thank you," Ban told him. "For saying that three times, which was exactly what I needed."

"They usually thrive along the riverbanks," Popper, the purple one, said.

A thought then just struck Rapier. "Actually, we're not very far from the river. Let's just go there so you can see for yourself! Follow meeee!"

Rapier then scampered across the forest floor, his gait very much like a toddler but his speed very much like a chipmunk. The rest of the trollietubbies followed closely behind. Just as they were about to go around one of the bushes, they halted, finally noticing that the two retrievers hadn't moved an inch but were just staring back at them.

"What're you waiting for?" Rapier called out. "We don't have all day! C'mon!"

Ban and Ginji looked at each other.

"I don't see why not," Ginji said, shrugging.

Ban could think of several reasons why not, but none of them could convince him that staying behind was a better alternative. He turned his eyes towards Rapier, who was still beckoning them to follow him. "Fine," he finally said with a sigh. "With all that's happened so far, I don't see how this could possibly turn out worse." He slid Rapier's fencing sword into his shirt pocket and started to move his feet - very reluctantly - in the direction of the trollietubbies.

"That's right, Ban-chan," Ginji said with a smile as he walked beside his partner. "We found creatures that are helping us get back home. It could only get better from here."

Ban frowned. That wasn't exactly what he meant, but... he didn't see any reason to pop his partner's bubble. At least one of them was optimistic.

"To the river we shall gooooo!" Rapier said, his voice fading as he scurried away.

They walked on and pretty soon, the faint sound of flowing water reached their ears.

"Enchanted marbles used to flourish around here," Gungdo was saying now as he fell back from his group to walk beside the retrievers. "But nowadays, they are getting rarer and rarer."

Ban furrowed his brows as he tried to make sense of what the creatures had just told him. "So what you're saying is," he said. "You're losing your marbles."

Gungdo's green head turned up towards Ban as he said. "Yes!"

The dark-haired retriever looked down at the earnest expression on the little creature's face, then muttered, "I can certainly understand that."

They all started to move again when Ginji asked, "So you think that the dragon is stealing them?"

"Well," Gungdo said. "According to the legend, the dragon steals dreams, which is where magic comes from."

"We don't know for certain what the cause for the decline is," Rapier, who was still walking ahead of them, added. "But we're hoping we can find out once we capture the dragon."

"You don't even know what the dragon looks like," Ban, who had previously been mistaken for said dragon, snorted. "How are you planning to 'capture the dragon'?"

Rapier's eyes took on a troubled expression as he stopped in his tracks. "We don't know," he said, sighing. "The four of us just banded together on this quest to find the dragon." He then turned around, his eyes directly meeting Ban's. "But we have staunchly resolved with unwavering determination not to fail in accomplishing our mission successfully! The future of Alucinatiduwopteedu-Ha! Ha! is at stake!"

"And what does the Alucinati have to say about all this?" Ban asked.

Rapier seemed puzzled by the question. "What do you mean?"

"Do you know about the Alucinati?" Ban pressed.

"Of course," the red creature answered. "Everybody in this land knows about them."

"They're the guardians of this land, right?"

"Yes."

That sounded promising. If what Kinu, the happy-face spider, had said about the Alucinati possibly having the answers that they were looking for were true, then maybe the trollietubbies could help lead the Get Backers to these guardians. "Do you know how to find them?" Ban asked.

"No."

And that sounded disappointing.

"None of us here have even seen them with our own eyes," Rapier said as he turned back to head towards the river. "They are elusive beings. You can't find them. They find you."

Which were the exact same words that Kinu said to them before she crawled away. "So I've heard," Ban said with a sigh as he continued to follow the creatures.

"Why are you looking for them?" Wow, the yellow one, asked curiously.

Ginji answered, "They might be able to help us get back to our world."

"I'm sure they can," Popper said reassuringly.

Ban wasn't the type to be reassured that easily, though. "And how do you know that?"

Popper just shrugged. "I just know."

Ban's blue eyes narrowed. "How do you even know that the Alucinati really exist if you haven't even seen them? Maybe they're just another fairy tale."

"Of course, they are," Gungdo answered matter-of-factly. "They're fairies. What else would you call tales about them?"

Ban tried hard - very hard - to keep his frustration under control. Calm down. He took long, slow breaths as he commanded himself, making this inner voice sound like a tranquil yogi. Save your energy. Chill. Relax. Keep cool.

"To answer your question," Rapier was saying. "I do certainly know for sure that they are real without a doubt. My brother's wife's sister's best friend's mom's neighbor's daughter's second cousin met one."

Ban and Ginji stared at the red creature, having lost him at about the third possessive noun.

"Fifi met one?" Wow suddenly exploded with amazement.

The retrievers now stared at Wow, also with amazement, but theirs was more due to the fact that the yellow creature somehow knew exactly who Rapier was talking about.

"Yes, she has!" Popper answered enthusiastically.

"Why didn't I know about that?" Wow asked.

"You weren't with us when she told us," Gungdo explained. "It was eye-berry season and you were out eye-berry picking."

"Oh, that's right!" Popper chimed in. "You shared this eye-berry smoothie with us the day after." He smiled at the memory. "That was a reeeally good smoothie."

"Yes it was, wasn't it?" Wow said, smiling back. "That was my aunt's massage therapist's recipe."

Ban cleared his throat loudly, interrupting their discussion, which made all four trollietubbies look at him with an expression on their faces that asked, 'What?'

"We were talking about the Alucinati," Ban reminded them.

"Yes," Rapier said. "And we just told you that you can't find them. There's not much we can do about that. Now about that smoothie..." He then turned back to Wow. "What did you do to make it that creamy?"

"Excuse me," Ban said a little more forcefully. "... for interrupting this fascinating discussion on creamy smoothies, but I have a very important question."

The trollietubbies stopped and looked at him.

Now that he had their full attention, the dark-haired retriever continued. "How did..." Ban paused as he thought about how to refer to Rapier's acquaintance. "Fifi..." He frowned again as he said the unusual name. "... meet the Alucinati?"

"She got lost in the forest," Rapier answered as he continued walking. "And an Alucinati showed her the way back to her village."

"Well," Ginji said. "We are lost, too. Maybe the Alucinati would also show us the way."

Popper shrugged as he said, "Maybe, but that would be up to them."

"I hope they do. I would love to see a fairy," the blond retriever said with a smile. "What do they look like?"

"The one that Fifi saw was very beautiful," Gungdo said, smiling back.

"It had wings that shimmer in the sunlight," Popper added.

Wow said, "Some fairy tales say that they can glide through trees without making a sound."

"And some have wands that they use for their magic spells," Popper said.

"There's a wide variation in their appearances, though," Rapier said. "So they might look very different in a way that is not at all similar to each other."

The forest soon opened up, and right before them was the river. The Get Backers moved forward, stopping as they reached the grassy river bank. Ginji watched the clear waters flow peacefully along its winding course, rippling softly against the smooth stones that sometimes peeked out of the sparkling surface.

A gentle breeze blew, and Ginji took a deep breath of the fresh air as he took in the scenic sight. He was still gazing at the water when something at the edge of the river caught his attention. Curious, he walked towards it and knelt down. He picked up the strange object that had caught his attention and opened his palm up.

The object was a small glass-like orb, and inside the orb was a soft, wispy light that glowed against the retriever's gloved hand.

"That's an enchanted marble!" Wow, who was now perched on top of a rock, said.

Ban, who was watching his partner, then moved his blue eyes towards the river's edge. He took a few steps forward and knelt down as well. Upon taking a closer look, he could make out a few more orbs like the one that was in Ginji's hand, their soft light being dispersed by the moving waters.

"There used to be a lot more than this," Gungdo said, his voice sounding wistful as he walked along the river's edge a few feet away from Ban.

Ban turned his attention back to the water. Within the smooth gray stones along the river bank were a few marbles that glowed with varying colors. One in particular caught his eye. He picked it up and was surprised to see that this particular greenish orb was almost the size of a golf ball.

"That's a big one, Ban-chan!" Ginji exclaimed. Closing his fist around the marble that he picked up, the blond stood up and walked towards his partner, fascinated as he gazed at the marble that was in Ban's hand. Just as he knelt down next to his partner, Ginji noticed another large one that was just within his reach. He picked it up with his free hand, and held it up to his face as his brown eyes filled with wonder. "They're beautiful."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar, breathy, and very feminine voice sounded right behind them, making the two retrievers freeze.

"My, my."

Slowly, they turned their heads around.

The first thing they saw was a pair of legs - long and smooth feminine legs - followed by curvy hips, a slender waist, an enormous chest, full sultry lips, and red flowing hair that covered her right eye. And enormous chest. The woman that was right behind them was clad in a very short lime green dress, and looked very much like Jessica Rabbit in a Tinkerbell outfit.

Ban and Ginji's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

She leaned forward even more to look at the large marbles that were in their hands, and her lips turned up into a smile as she said with that breathy, sultry voice, "What big balls you have."

Both retrievers' jaws dropped to the ground.

A/N: Phew! Lemme start off by saying that since a pantomime is meant to be watched, finding words to describe one was very tough. It would've been really fun to see this animated instead. Oh, well... I hope you were able to imagine that.

And... finally! It's about time a female human-looking character appears. I think our boys (particularly Ban) would be very happy about this change :)

Sorry again for the late update. I had to actually get to the plot at this point, so I thought long and hard on these details. But hey, this is the fic's longest chapter, so far. So, yey! On this note, let me just say that it would probably take me a long time again for the next chapter. I already have the basic draft for it, which unfortunately consists of just two sentences :D That doesn't sound like a fun chapter at all, I know. But I'm working on it!

Now, on to the geeky stuff...

(1) Ahhh.. more names. I could've settled with just calling them by their colors, but since they play a role in this story, these characters realistically (hah! Funny how I'm using that word in this fic) should have names. I really did rack my brain on this one, since I wanted the names to be easy to remember. I experimented with different ones, but even I was getting confused with some of the things that I came up with. After some trial-and-error, I finally settled on these:

~~(1.1) Rapier. This is a long double-edged thrusting sword used in fencing, which is this red creature's weapon.

~~(1.2) Gungdo. This is the Korean art of archery. This green creature uses a bow and arrow.

~~(1.3) Popper. This word is used to refer to that part of a whip, which is this purple creature's weapon, that makes that popping/cracking sound.

~~(1.4) Wow. This word has no relation at all to this yellow creature's weapon, which are the nunchuks. But hey, he's the Bruce Lee of trollietubbies.

~~ Now, if you do get confused, just remember that the first letter of their names correspond to the first letter of their colors (i.e., Rapier the Red, Gungdo the Green, Popper the Purple), except for Wow. Wow is a totally different matter :)

(2) Trollietubbies! Credit goes to Atropos' Knife, who coined this word :)

vedha:

Yes, you are the winner! Congratulations! :D And yes, I know about the longest name. I did consider having a name similar to that, but then I decided that I probably shouldn't be that sadistic :) As for smoking... Well, forget about cancer. Getting attacked by trollietubbies is much scarier hehehe :)

Atropos' Knife:

Aaah, the big red ladies' purse. Fortunately for Purple (or Popper, since he has a name now), the purse didn't make an appearance in the Teletubbies Intro sequence. But... that's definitely fodder for the next nightmare :) Again, thank you for coming up with the name of the Trollietubbies :) It really does fit. Btw, only Rapier the Red is the redundant one (another play on words hehe). I'm glad you appreciate his dictums :) Oh, and how's your new retina display? :D