Yeah, I don't own Fire Emblem. I'm already bored at writing this and yet I've still got a long, long way to go on writing disclaimers…sigh.
I really want to apologise for updating this chapter so late, but unfortunately I am quite busy now, what with me falling sick for a few days, and besides, hehe, I am also quite interested in playing my game/s now.
So here's the next chapter, enjoy!
Chapter 11: Day 3, morning time part 2!
"Ahhhhhhh!"
A short green-haired mage eyes frantically opened, and in a moment she sat up, beads of sweat and perspiration running down her face. Her frantic, fearful eyes were directed all around her, and her tense body relaxed when she found that she was in her room. Oh…I'm so glad that all of that was just a horrible dream and not for real…for one moment I thought I would really die…but I guess you can't die in dreams huh?
Everything was in place, nothing out of the ordinary; same bed, same things on the dressing table, same chairs and tables, same mirror…
Wait a minute! Nino's mind screamed out, making a protest. Something seems weird…something different…ah, my eyes are still too hazy…what is that…clump of black over there, near the door?
Her eyes tried to focus on that unusual big, black clump of thing and as her eyes weren't blurry anymore, she gasped and mentally slapped herself. Smiling towards the black clump, she held out a shaking, sweating hand (she had not recovered from the shock). "Jaffar! What are you doing here in the early morning in my room?"
Sheesh, why isn't dear Erk here instead? I wanna see him…The black-robed assassin didn't reply, his unemotional face staring back at her. "Nothing."
"Well, if you don't have anything to say, then why are you here? You do have your own room, right?" Nino tried to hide a slight blush. Ahem ahem…
Once again he remained as silent as an old oak-tree. Hesitating, he opened his mouth and spoke, his voice raspy from the lack of use. "I brought you to your room last night."
Nino frowned, and then it cleared within seconds. "Oh yeah, you did! …Wait a minute, you did? I can't remember much of last night, other than… -blush- finding Erk…" Here Jaffar shot a deathly glare at the mention of his rival enemy, but Nino didn't get the 'wonderful' opportunity to witness that glare, since her head was down. "And then, I found him…-blush again, while Jaffar glares even more deadly- with Lady Serra, and I remember hurling myself at him –another blush, another deadly glare- and then, I can't remember anything after that!"
"…" Jaffar was REALLY glaring with a deadly intent.
Uh…I guess he…doesn't like what I said… "Uh…so what happened after that?""…You fainted on the spot."
"…Oh! I did…so you brought me here, right?"
Jaffar nodded.
Beaming at him, Nino could feel the tension in the air decreasing. "Thank you so much, Jaffar! I wouldn't have want to sleep on the cold floor…you've always helped me out in every way. How can I ever repay you for all your good deeds, Jaffar?"
"…"
"Huh? Is there…nothing I can do, Jaffar?"
"…Stay away."
"Huh? Stay away from who?"
"…That twisted mage."
"Twisted mage? …Oh, you mean…Erk…right?" Is Erk a twisted mage? What does 'twisted mage' mean? "But…why?" Nino blushed again.
"…Nino."
"Hmm?"
"…You…like him?" Wow, Jaffar was finally finding the guts to ask this question!
Nino was startled. Why the sudden question? "Well…" She looked down on her bed and fiddled with her hands. "I don't know…I don't think I like him, you know…"
Jaffar's face was clearly full of relief, though Nino didn't see it.
"But then…"
The dark black cloud appeared again.
Nino's words came out in a rush. "I think…that Erk is…sooo cute! I mean, take a look at him!"
Jaffar glared.
"His hair is so fun to play with!"
"…What?" A sweatdrop appeared on Jaffar's forehead, his eyes looking at Nino weirdly.
"And then, I always feel like pinching his chubby cheeks!"
More sweatdrops.
"And you know, Jaffar, his cloak is sooo nice! I wanna have it! Though of course, I like my own, a deep purple, but of course I could have a nice change! I like deep brown! …That's his cloak colour right? Or is it red?"
Jaffar stared at Nino blankly with his mouth wide open.
"Jaffar?"
No response.
"Well, I take it you're listening. You're such a good friend to me, Jaffar. I'm so lucky to have you as a friend always."
Still, no response. A one-sided conversation huh?
"Here, since I'm already telling you what I like about Erky, then would you like to listen more?"
Jaffar still had the same pose.
"Well, okay then! You see, his hair is so wavy and nice to play with, his cheeks so nice to pinch, and then there's his cloak that I wanna wear, and…"
"AAAAAHHHHH!"
"Ugh…MUST you scream every single time you wake up, Serra?"
"Well Erk (wow, not Erky for the first time!), somehow, for what reason I do not know, I HAVE BEEN LEFT ON THE COLD, HARD FLOOR THE WHOLE NIGHT! THAT, AND THAT NOBODY, NO ONE HAD THE MANNERS TO LIFT ME UP AND CARRY ME TO A ROOM! HOW DARE THEY! AM I NOT A HIGH-RANKED PRIEST, A V.I.P. IN THIS CASTLE!"
The pink-haired cleric was sitting up looking upset as she screamed again. Erk, who was right beside her on the floor, rubbed his head in agony.
"Please Serra, not this time…not when I've just woken up. I don't need a big headache to start my day off you know…ugh, my head hurts."
Serra's eyes widened, and she placed her arms at her hips. "Erky! How dare you criticize my wonderful voice! It's the best melody you can ever find in all of Elibe! I am the only Serra! The fair, maiden SERRA!"
Erk rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall. "Heh…wonderful voice huh? A fair maiden huh? Heh heh heh…I just can't help laughing at the irony."
"What irony? What do you mean, Erky?"
"To tell you the truth Serra, anyone, any single person or animal, who listens to your voice and even sees you at a distant, I promise you, that they will straightaway bolt away as fast as they can."
Serra stood up with a proud air. "Why of course! They, of course, feel inferior to me, a person who has everything, is everything they can't be! I am a perfect being!" She struck a pathetic pose.
Erk felt like puking. Standing up, he shook his head. "No one ever thinks that pathetically like you, Serra. Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll head for my room to have a nice, cool bath. My muscles feel stiff from sleeping the whole night on the floor."
"Hmph, whatever. I, of course, need my beauty wash in my own quarters."
"Beauty wash…" Erk muttered to himself as he walked away, sighing heavily. Well, at least I get to have some time of peace before breakfast…it's still so early. Sigh…why, WHY do I always end up with Serra, of all people!
"Oh and Erky, make sure you don't be a pervert and peep at me when I take my bath. Otherwise, I'll scream my head off and everyone will know that dear-supposed-to be Erky is just nothing else than a perverted pervert! "
Erk rolled his eyes in frustration. WHO on earth would I want to see a naked Serra ANYWAY?
In the midst of the castle gardens, suddenly the beautiful gardens vanished, and were replaced by darkness. Hmm, does this seem familiar to you? Yes, it is the very same place. As expected, the author suddenly appears out of nowhere again in a flashy style.
"Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3." Realising that there is no microphone to be tested, she hurriedly continued.
"Ahem, sorry for interrupting the story, but we- I mean, I hereby bring a special, VERY big announcement. For the rest of this chapter (ahem), there will not be anymore of those detailed happenings as in above, since the people above are (or were) the main focus for today's morning period. Since there are approximately 35 members of Eliwood's Elite in the castle right now, there is a slight difficulty in writing every single part for every single person."
"Therefore, it has been decided by the author (which is me by the way), that the rest of the members who were not portrayed yet in this chapter and the past chapter will be included in this chapter, though only very slightly. We'll just take a peek at them, using this nice, cute, mini television." And as the author introduced the television, a small one popped out of the middle of nowhere, hanging in the air.
"Yes, as you can see, there are no wires, no electricity, but somehow, it still works perfectly in my semi-reality dimension. Now then, let's get on with the 'Sneak Peep' with me as the announcer for this news. Ready? GO!"
The mini TV that hung mysteriously in midair buzzed on for a few moments. The author stood beside the mini television, holding a microphone, though goodness knows where she got it in just a second. "Let's start with the not-so-important people first in the castle! First to go, Merlinus!"
The TV screen cleared, and it suddenly showed a guest room in the castle. Inside the room was none other than Merlinus himself, still snoozing happily on his bed.
"Hmm, let's see, as everyone knows, this is the weirdo Merlinus, and he's now already up and awake! I mean, not yet awake. Hey, he seems to be talking in his sleep! Well, let's get the camera closer to him and hear what he says, shall we?"
The cameraman (whoever it was) moved closer to Merlinus and anyone looking at the TV screen could see Merlinus' fat, chubby face snoring loudly, mumbling within the gaps of his snores. "Mmm…Lord Eliwood…Lord Hector…such a joy…be in your bosoms…ah…"
The author moved a step away from the TV, a scared look on her face. "Uh…I think…we better pass on this… one. N…Next!"
The screen on Merlinus disappeared, and soon it flashed again, this time on Oswin in his quarters.
"Now then, second to go, Oswin! Wow, his bed in already tidied up, which means he's already awake at this time of the morning! Hmm, what is he doing? Let's take a closer look!"
The screen showed Oswin outside his bathroom, taking off his pants. His upper dark-brown body was bare, and his chest was scarily hairy. But not as bad as Chourou's clump of chest hair (the guy in the anime 'Jungle wa Itsumo Hale nochi Guu') though.
The author immediately covered her eyes. "Ahh! My eyes! Quickly switch to someone else!"
The screen flashed off, only to be replaced with a more pleasant one. It showed another part of the castle quarters, where two thieves could be seen hobnobbing around together. Yes, the two sneaky thieves.
Looking at the TV warily, the author resumed her cheery pose. "Well, now we'll take a look at the next one, our cute Mattay-chan and the other thief, 'Unca Wagult"!"
Matthew was surprisingly acting normal this time, and he was seen boasting of his thief capabilities with Legault who was listening, a bored look on his face. That is, until Matthew asked for a challenge. "Hey you know Legault, I am and will always be the best thief ever."
"Oh really? What makes you think so?" Legault raised his eyebrows.
"Well obviously that is so, otherwise I wouldn't be chosen to be Lord Hector's right hand man. Wanna try and bet and see who is the better thief?"
"Hmm, sounds like fun. Okay, I'll bet 500P that I won't lose to you, no matter what happens."
"Fine, I have another 500P too. That makes 1000P."
"So what's the deal?"
"Heh, so I'm given the chance to sort out the challenge?"
"Whichever way you like."
"Fine, then I'll choose this one. Listen carefully, we wouldn't want anyone else listening." Matthew leaned over to Legault and started explaining the challenge, rules and so on. Moments later Legault snickered.
"You're on."
"Well, that was…quite informative wasn't it? Well whatever they're planning, let's proceed on!"
Screen changes and shows the castle training grounds, where two people seemed to be training. As the cameraman drew closer, the two people could be seen clearly.
"Well well, here we have the two hardworking people, old Marcus and almost-blind-because-of-hair Lowen!"
Lowen was standing still on the ground, and then he suddenly drew his sword and started slicing the air with it furiously. Marcus was standing some distance away, barking orders at him. "Left! More to the left!"
"Yes sir!"
"Now, to the right! Swing in a curve!"
"Yes sir!"
"Slash the back in a swift motion! Left!"
"Affirmative sir!"
"Left! Left! Left!"
"Sir, I AM swinging to the left!"
"No! You're swinging clumsily to the right! Goodness, child, don't you know your directions properly?"
"Yes sir I believe I do know!"
"Well then, swing your sword more to the left! Do it properly or I'll have to punish you to run around the whole castle grounds 10 times in exactly three minutes! And not a second more than that!"
"Yes sir! Right on your orders sir!"
"...Next, we move on to another part of the castle training grounds, and here we have the crazy siblings, Karel and Karla!"
The TV screen showed both of them standing very straight opposite each other at a distance, their hands near their swords.
"Oh, this looks like they're going to have a training match! It'll surely be interesting! Let's watch with bated breath!"
Karel and Karla both moved front, closer to each other. As soon as they were roughly one meter apart, they looked at each other and bowed. After that, they straightened their backs and each held out one hand.
"Here they come, bowing before the heated battle begins! And in a few seconds, the battle will commence! How will their match turn out, I wonder?"
"Ready, Karla?"
"Anytime, brother."
"Hmph, very well. Let's start."
Karla nodded.
"One, two three, go!"
Then they both chorused.
"Jan-ken-po! Rock, paper, scissors!"
Millions of sweatdrops appeared at the author's forehead as she falls to the floor. "R…rock? Paper? Sci…scissors? What the hell…?"
Shaking her head at the wonders of her imagination, she resumed the 'TV Exclusive Show - Sneak Peep'. "Well, since I have no further comment for that…unusual action, let's proceed with our next clip, this time in the guest bedrooms with the wyvern lords as our focus!"
The screen showed both wyvern lords still sleeping in their comfortable beds. Heath, the used-to-be-mercenary was covered in his blanket, the word 'Heath' in gold on it (though I don't know who did that, don't ask me), snoring contently.
Meanwhile, the other wyvern lord, the ugly female Vaida was sleeping in somewhat a not-very-ladylike position. Dressed in only a man's long shirt and mini shorts, her scratched legs were sprawled all over the bed, her arms flung wildly on the bed sheets, and to top it off, very five seconds she would emit a loud, clumsy snore. Yes, definitely not the signs of a healthy normal woman.
"Well, since those two are still sleeping tight, let's not disturb them any longer. Next, let's see what is Farina, the Falcoknight-who's-mad-on-Hector, is doing!"
Sounds which familiarly sounded like a half-squeal half-giggle could be heard outside Farina's room.
The author widens her eyes. "Oo, Farina is already awake? That is something quite unusual, I believe. What is she doing? Cameraman, go further and show us more!"
The cameraman, whoever that was, did so and moments later, Farina could be seen from the screen. She was still dressed in her nightly clothes, sitting on her bed, fondling on a badly made, ugly doll that shockingly resembled Hector. "Lord Hector…sooo cutteeee! Squeeeee!"
Moments later, Farina glanced inquisitively at the doll on her hands. She leaned closer to the doll as if she had difficulty listening to it. "What?" Then she blushed and looked flustered. "Oh no, Lord Hector, you naughty boy…you know we shouldn't…" She started giggling insanely. "But of course if it's really alright as you say, then by all means, Lord Hector. Heeheeheeheehee…I'll have to remember that breakfast will be served a few hours later though."
Scarily enough, a few seconds later Farina starting stripping off her clothes at an amazingly fast speed. I…think I shouldn't go on with that. Let's just leave it at that.
The screen blacks out, leaving a message on it which read 'Error encountered, cameraman fainted on the spot. Cause possibly a too-heavy nosebleed. Contact 991 at once.'
The scared author slightly backs away from the screen. "Uh oh…what the hell is Farina trying to do? Out of her mind…I…I don't think I want to know…oh great, now the cameraman is gone! How can I continue?"
Suddenly she snapped her fingers. "That's right! I remembered there was another spare cameraman…ok, new cameraman, you're on the job right now!" Smiling, she added, "Now, let's leave Farina with…er, her whatever business she is on now, and get on with Louise, the female sniper!"
"Cameraman, proceed on with…Wait a minute! …Pent and Louise…er…"
Hesitating at her own words, she thought for a while. Then her mind cleared. "Yup, I think they should be left alone… just in case I'll see something that I won't like –recalling the past few moments with a shudder-…so let's just skip them alright?" She then resumed her normal manner, and beamed at no one in particular.
"Ahem, sorry for the long wait. Due to some reasons, it has been wisely decided that the two people, Pent and Louise should not be shown live on the screen. Let's just say that they are having a happy morning, shall we? I'm sure they are. Now, I'm sure there are still a few more people to see, so let's go on with Eliwood, the poor-pansy-boy and Ninian, the half-dragon half-human! Let's hope that they are all in their own individual rooms, and are acting VERY civilized and proper!"
"Entering the 'Nobly Nobles Corridor'! Cameraman, show us what are those two doing!"
The screen shows Eliwood, the red-haired guy, snoozing happily on his bed. He was wrapped up fully in the blanket looking like a ten-year-old kid, hugging a long bolster which was fully decorated with his own face, his whole body from head to toe, even his game sprite though goodness knows how did he ever get that, his…you catch my drift. His mouth was slightly open and occasionally would mutter in his sleep, saying "Mommy…Daddy…huggie huggie…" Yes, definitely a VERY weird lord.
"Hey, who would thought that Eliwood would still be acting so childish when he's in his teens? He does seem very serious and all that in the game, doesn't he? Oh well, maybe this is his real side! If so, then I guess he's made a very good pretence in the game! Okay, since he's done, let's go on with Ninian! Cameraman, away and go!"
Moments later, the screen changed to a more feminine room. What I mean is that the walls were all pink, the bed also pink, the window sills also pink, even the table and chairs also a light shade of pink. You can say that almost practically everything in Ninian's room was pink. Almost anyone who went into her room would faint, since the pink weren't just a light shade, practically the opposite.
"Wow, now we see a pink room! Pink! Ugh, it hurts me eyes! Who ever thought that Ninian liked pink so much? And a dark shade of pink at that too!"
The screen now focused on the bed, where Ninian herself lay, still wearing her normal daily dancing light blue clothes, which contrasted the colour of her bed. Like Eliwood, she was fully covered by the blanket except for her head. She too had a bolster, but it was in the shape of a pillow. Surprisingly enough, Nils' face and game sprite was on it.
"Well, Ninian is also a sleepyhead today! She does look kinda cute hugging that pillow, doesn't she? Well, never mind about it, cute or ugly. Let's just hurriedly get out of the room now. I just can't stand too much pink, so excuse me. Cameraman, switch to single persons now!"
The screen buzzed for a while, then it cleared, showing nothing but all total blackness.
"Huh? What is this? Is something wrong? Cameraman, switch!"
The TV screen still showed all black.
"Cameraman! Respond!"
"I AM!" Suddenly an unusual, unfamiliar, unknown voice retorted back. "The screen is black because my surroundings ARE black!"
"Oh…well then, whose room is this? There's nobody who would have their room ALL black…" Suddenly the author snapped her fingers. "Oh I know! Black means dark right? And dark in this sense does have a relation to dark magics I guess…so this points to only one person as far as I know, and that must be Canas! Who else practices dark magic?"
Shrugging her shoulders, she continued, "Oh well, since it's so dark, then use your torch, cameraman! Light up the place and tell us what you see in the total darkness!" She then muttered to herself. "Yeah, and I bet you can't find such a dark place (even though it's so damn bright outside) anywhere else…what is that shaman thinking? Nuts…"
The screen brightened a little when the don't-know-where-it-came-from torch. Centering on the dimly lighted bed, a body outline could be seen in an upright sitting position. As the somehow-not-visible-to-anyone-else cameraman stepped closer, that 'body' was that of the one and only shaman in Eliwood's Elite, the not-so-popular-among-the-ranks Canas.
Canas was wearing his big, dark black clothes. Sitting while clutching an opened black book in his two hands, the shaman was looking intently at the book (though I don't know how he could even see whatever was in the book in that darkness), reciting out some lines of incomprehensible words in a low, monotonous tone. Seconds later, his left hand held the book while his free right hand stretched out as if in action. Suddenly, a small circle of black appeared swirling at the palm of his hand, getting bigger and bigger by the minute.
"Uh oh…what is Canas planning on doing with that black thingie on his hand? That looks like what he does when he's going to launch an attack…oh no, don't tell me…"
The big, dark, swirling ball in Canas' palm continued getting bigger and bigger. Suddenly, Canas uttered out "GO!" loudly. At the same time, his 'black ball' was launched into the ground of his room. And no, I don't know whether Canas was just being careless or a total idiot. Perhaps both.
BoooOOOOOOOMMMM
A big, thunderous explosion sounded. At the same time, Canas could be seen landing from his fall to the floor beside a big, burnt hole. And his bed? All was left of it was just a heap of burnt black ashes.
And at the same time, the cameraman, I'm sorry to say, unfortunately suffered a bad attack from the explosion. And so, the TV screen also exploded. Boom, it went and the ashes dropped to the floor. Yes, such an unfortunate ending to everyone.
Meanwhile all that, the author was physically okay, but maybe not mentally. Her eyes went so big you thought it might anytime fall out of its sockets. But of course, it didn't.
"What…the…? Wh…what just happened?" Needless to say, the author was speechless.
But of course, nobody stays speechless the whole time. And so she recovered minutes later. "…Heh…heh, that's SOO like Canas. WHAT a GREAT job he's done." Yes, adopting a sarcastic manner now while speaking to herself.
"Great, just HOW am I to continue the show now? No cameraman, NO TV, what else can happen? Sigh, oh well, that's just my luck today. I guess that's the end of the Sneak Peep for today."
Turning to the 'audience' (who was no one in particular), she announced the end. "Well then, due to some unfortunate circumstances, the 'Sneak Peep' is no longer available for the mean time. And so, this is the end for my show today, and I'm afraid I don't have any long ribbon or whatever you call it to cut as a proper ending ceremony. So to whoever I'm wishing to, see ya again sometime, 'babai' and have a nice day."
And with that, the author finally disappears after some time, together with her 'semi-reality blackness dimension'. Back to the real world!
Now then, ever since Canas' big explosion went into a terrific boom, of course it was impossible for anyone in the castle to sleep anymore. Everyone who was still sleeping until then was given a VERY nice jolt indeed, yes, everyone: the castle servants, maids, knights, honoured guests, and also the Eliwood's Elite members.
But how about the people who are awake? Yes, they still were very shocked. All actions were stopped when the explosion sounded, I believe. Everyone came to a fullstop. That is, except for a few people. Odd people if I may add. And those certain five people are part of Eliwood's Elite, that is, the Pheraen knights, Harken and Isadora, and also a certain former troubadour, a former mercenary and a former myrmidon Yes, definitely they can be identified as the three famous people, Priscilla, Raven and Guy. These five people were in the castle gardens.
Harken and Isadora were sitting on a long bench, staring, giving long looks at each other and not doing anything else. They did not move an inch at all, keeping in the same place every single second. Occasionally they would speak out each other names softly.
"Harken…"
"Isadora…"
Yes, like that. And that is why they did not notice the explosion at all. As loud as it was, it still remained unnoticed. Both knights seemed to be in a trance, a trance too deep that nothing, nobody could snap them from it. Such is a part of the wonders of –ahem- love.
But what of the other three? Well, as what one could recall from the past few chapters, Priscilla was still mad at her brother, Raven, for making her feel so small and weak.
"Stop right there, brother! I am not done with you yet!" Priscilla's eyes still flashed with fury.
And ever since the night before, Priscilla was still chasing Raven all over the castle grounds. Apparently Raven's words at that time really triggered the last straw, and that his younger sister wouldn't-, no, couldn't take it anymore. So desperately, Raven ran away from her, fearing this new side of his sister, which he never saw before all in his life. But of course, maybe Raven was just asking for it all this time. Oh well, that's just too bad. Poor Raven.
And so, not knowing what she would or could do to him with such anger and fury, he decided that the best course to take was to continue running away from her until she herself stopped from tiredness. But that action which he dearly wanted her to do seemed to be very, very far away from his reach. So far, Priscilla did not seem the least tired. Not even Guy, her so-called 'boyfriend' could stop her, as what could be seen since he was also chasing after Priscilla to make her stop.
So to summarize this whole event, Priscilla is chasing Raven, Guy is chasing Priscilla, Raven is chasing no one. And that's why they didn't take much notice of the explosion.
And as we close the ending for this chapter, Priscilla's words could be heard piercing the air.
"Brother Raymond! Stop running now! I keep on telling you, I'll show you that I'm strong enough! I'm old enough to make my own decisions! I HATE lectures!"
And then, followed by a small whimper.
"Whelp…"
Well well.
Author's Note: Well, my 11th chapter done! Now I realise that my style of writing may be different once again in this chapter, what with the 'Sneak Peep' and all, but I thought that it would be better if I included a little of everyone else. Lots of OOCness here…what with Nino obsessed with cuteness, Karel and Karla doing 'rock, paper, scissors', Merlinus dreaming weird stuff, a more than ever crazier Farina, a childish Eliwood, even a fury Priscilla and a scared Raven? Maybe all these are just weird ideas, but other suggestions at madness and humour are of course welcomed.
Next chapter coming up not-so-soon: Chapter 12 – Day 3, morning time part 3! Yeah, I know this fic is getting longer and longer, but I hope everyone can put up with it. I plan to write about happenings during breakfast and other stuff in the next chapter, so stay tuned!
Please read and review!
MILLIONS (well maybe I'm exaggerating, but never mind) of thank yous to all the following reviewers:
MiSs JoVaNNa: Well now seems like Nino is more of the kid-obsess type with Erk…maybe it'll work. Hopefully this chapter is a good one after some time.
Lemurian-Girl: Yay, I'm glad to hear that you 'loved' my last chapter, that's really nice to hear-, I mean, read. I hope this chapter is also 'loved'!
K-Gforever: Heh, it's the first time I've wrote a cliffhanger, but hopefully it's good enough. Poor Hector…I'm really giving quite some people 'nice' punishments aren't I? Oh well, I guess it's good for my health sometimes…not.
Nightmare3: Well, I'm glad that you thought my tenth chapter was one of the better ones, but does that mean that the rest were not so good? –whimpers- Nah, just kidding. About the 'Magical Flushie', heh, that name just popped out in my mind, so in it went! Hope you liked this chapter!
Sandoishi: Yay, 'yu wibiewed agein'! Squeeeee! –sobers- Hey so you're an Asian right? If so, then count me in too! P/s: I can see from your reviews that you're quite 'interested' in Mattay-chan's language…or so I think. :D
enigma4ever2020: Heh, sorry to say, but you're not the first one to review. Nyak. I also quite like the Kent and Fiora part though; I must say I thought they might say that kind of stuff. And I guess I did put through Hector's punishment nicely. ;P
Blazing Fool: Well, to tell you the truth, I don't really like Lowen/Rebecca, so I'm mighty glad that you're half-changing your mind, since I can have more Wil/Rebecca fans. Tell me if you have more doubts, and I'll gladly put in more Wil/Rebecca to help you. –grins- Oh and I'm also kinda glad for not writing any dirty stuff, since I wouldn't want to make my own mind dirty first. Hopefully this update is a good one!
Gingy Mittens: Wow, I must say you sound quite anxious to know what happened to Nino…well, your answer is up there (you're most probably already read it) and I hope you're satisfied with it.