Disclaimer:

I don't own Golden Sun or its characters. I do, however, own Azael and her Djinn, but not the Djinn's species! Also, I was inspired by a few other good fanfics

"Okay," Jenna called out pleasantly once again. And once again, Piers was thankful that she was more cheerful, after Azael had proven Garet worthless(poor Garet; Piers didn't want to go through what he had).

She'd hurt him by kneeing him(but with more gusto than when she'd hurt Felix there, Piers had noted), then unleashing multiple Serpent Fumes(again, Piers had noted that this was one of her favorite attacks), then finally, she kicked him.

Afterwards, Mia and Issac had dragged their companion to his room, where Mia had cast Ply on him, then the two had returned in time for the pie Jenna had made.

Piers's mouth was watering, a knife held in his left hand, and a fork held in his right hand. Everyone else looked eager to try the pie, but they weren't as eager as Piers was. "Am I in time for the pie?" Garet asked as he walked down the stairs, grinning.

To Mia's and Issac's bemused looks, he added, "I recuperate pretty easily. And yes, I know what the word recuperate means. I'm smarter than you think I am; I just tend to not act like it. Yes, I'm aware of that. And no, I don't have the Mind-Read ability."

He had spoken to Mia and Issac, then Felix, then Ivan, then finally Sheba, all in a row, before they got any words out. Piers blinked, then grinned as Jenna came in a steaming-hot pie in her hands. Piers wasn't sure how she held the raw, red-glowing metal without any problems.

He shrugged to himself, then watched her set the pie down onto the table and call, "Dig in, guys!"

Sheba glanced furtively at Ivan and the others, willing them to all try it at the same time. Piers, Felix, Sheba, Ivan, Garet, Mia, and Issac all dug into the pie with their forks, then tried it. Instantly, yells of pain echoed throughout the inn.

"Aaah! Water, water!" Ivan screamed, and Sheba was glugging down her cup of water quickly. Felix's entire torso was on the table; evidently, he'd fainted. Mia was casting Douse on everyone, and Issac was taking in most of the water, happy. Garet was spitting out his pie, and Piers was trying to bear the spicy pie.

"Jenna," he muttered, eyes watering, "I don't think pie is supposed to be spicy." This was a bad move, however, on his part. He gulped, then got up from the table, the spicy taste now gone compared to Jenna's very scary and intimidating death-glare. She was so angry, he could swear he could see flames literally rising up behind her, the flames of a woman scorned...

And her eyes, he swore, were turning red from her rage. "Well," she growled through gritted teeth, "It's not my fault you can't bear a little spicy food...! You've beaten Posedion..." "But you helped," Piers muttered, backing up as Jenna advanced. Everyone watched with wide eyes(expect for Felix, who was passed out stll), amazed that they weren't the ones Jenna was angry at.

"...You've beaten a three-headed dragon..." "But that was difficult," Piers input. "...And you've even lighted all four lightowers. But," Jenna growled, and Piers felt that she was now coming to the end. "...You can't handle a little spicy pie?! You guys are the most pathetic bunch I've ever seen," Jenna screamed, then stomped off, near Xion's exit.

Piers walked back inside the inn, glancing at everyone. "Well," he muttered, now feeling the spicy taste in his mouth come back, "That went well." "Shut up," Garet muttered, still spitting out bits of pie. He must've taken a large bite.

Shuddering as he felt the spicy taste once again, Piers sighed and left again. He glared at Garet, who was still glaring at him. Then he glanced at the others. Ivan and Sheba were leaning back-to-back aganist each other, panting loudly and sopping wet.

Mia was constantly Dousing Garet, who was thankful, and Issac, who was also thankful, and had gone to casting Douse on Felix to wake up him...

Piers fled the area before Felix could cast Ragnarok on poor Mia, so he wouldn't have to see the two argue--or, at least, until Ivan cast Sleep on either one of them or both.

"Jenna?" Piers asked nervously, glancing around for any smell of burning anything, any sight of smoke, or sounds of fire; she tended to show her pyromanical side whenever she was ticked off, as proved when she'd toasted poor Felix and Garet.

"Jenna?" Piers repeated again, stll nervous. He paused to listen actuely. No fire sounds... But he winced as he heard a loud explosion, then an exclaim from Jenna. Why in the world had they chosen to give her that stupid Burst Brooch!?

Rubbing his temples, Piers sighed. "Jenna," he called out, heading towards the explosion. He heard another, and sighed. It seemed smaller this time, though. But he froze as he heard voices...

"My dear Jenna," said a voice Piers had heard only a few times, "Can't you understand?" "Yeah, I understand," another voice snapped. It was Jenna's. "I understand that you left me to die...!" "My, my, you still have a grudge?" Alex said, sounding like it was only a bother, nothing more.

Piers growled, then began rushing towards them. He knew that Alex could somehow transport himself... So if he did that, after grabbing Jenna, that would be a problem.

He grunted, then prepared himself for a Supercool... but was surprised when he saw Jenna, groaning. She was leaning aganist a tree, rubbing the back of her head, and her staff was in her hand--apparently, she'd used it to cook the pie earlier.

A few feet away from her stood Alex, who had his arms crossed with a very amused expression on his face. "My dear Jenna," he said, "It would be a bad idea to oppose me right now..." With that, the Mercury Adept turned to leave, but paused to turn back and glared at Piers.

"What?" Piers growled. "And you would do well to stay around her and guard her if you don't want to let her leave your sight," Alex added with a smile. "Lest someone develops a bloodlust for her blood..."

Piers snarled at Alex, and prepared a Supercool, but Alex warped away before he could even try to launch his Supercool at the other Mercury Adept. Blinking, he let the ice that had formed in his hands melt, then ran over to Jenna, who was still groaning.

He bent over, grasped her shoulders, and helped her to her feet. "Thanks, Piers," Jenna muttered. "My head was hurting so much I couldn't even hear what you were saying... What did he say?" the Mars Adept asked, and Piers suddenly felt that it would be difficult to tell her. Crap.

He gulped. "Well..." Luckily, he was saved from having to answer by the girl who'd asked, Jenna; she suddenly asked for some ice. "Happily," he said, then used Frost on a small puddle that had been left over by Alex's attack.

Poor thing, always getting attacked by Alex. What, did he have a grudge aganist her? "Well," Piers said as he punched the pillar, and grabbed a piece of ice, handing it to Jenna, "When did he come out and attack you... again?"

"Oh, when I reached this place," Jenna muttered. "I used my Burst Brooch to blow up a rock, but then he came and attacked me, and I tried to use my Burst Brooch, but it turns out, it won't affect people even if it hits them head-on."

"Ah, so those were the explosions I heard," Piers commented to himself.quietly, then glanced at her, still concerned. "What did you do to your head?" "Piers.." she warned, teeth bared.

"Okay, okay! I get it, Alex threw you into the tree?" "Yeah, that cheater," Jenna muttered to herself. "And he shrugged off my Serpent Fumes as if they were nothing...!"

"Well, he IS Mercury Element. Maybe he had something protecting him, like a Djinn. you know how powerful they can be," Piers pointed out.

"Hmph! Let's just go back to the inn," Jenna muttered, pressing the ice to the large bump that had formed on the back of her head. "Alright, but..." Piers frowned. "Should you be walking?"

"I'll be fine--what the heck?!" Jenna yelped as her feet were suddenly swept up off the ground.