Oh, and I added a bit of another show into this one, and I think it might be a trend for these next few chapters... at least, one character from this beloved childrens show. You'll know it when you see it... heheheh. It made me... laugh a lot.
Chapter Eleven: You Don't know me... But You Will.
I am never usually at a lack for words. Never before have words failed me. But I think now, they finally have. I think now, words can never express the way I feel in the correct connotation. Though my heart, I feel, has been aching to speak for weeks. I feel it, pounding, as if yelling at me. "Spe-ak. Spe-ak. Spe-ak." And it pains me to know that I can never satisfy it's need for words. Because, as much as I hate to admit it, I need to talk things out. I hate being the classic girl. But I suppose that's what I will be. Noting my love for ballet, and all things girly and sparkly, not to mention my favorite stuffed monkey I carry around with me. Big brother says I have gotten too old for it. But Marzipan and I will NEVER get too old for each other. Never. I feel as if I have only wiggled the giant weight on my shoulders... no, on my heart. And trapped here... I need to talk.
My name is Chara. I am over 1,500 years old. But I, trapped in the body of an eleven year old, cannot unleash my full powers. Yes. My brother has no idea that I am fully aware of what I COULD do. He thinks I only know of my current potential. Bah. I know of what I could do. I know of what I should do. And I know what my brother will make me do. Soon, he will release me. And I shall have to do something horrible. Well, he'll try to MAKE me do something horrible. Whether I do it or not... depends of if it's fun.
You may wonder how I know this. I am telekenetic. With a touch of telepathy on the side (I can only enter the minds of the unsuspecting, and unaware, thereby nixing my big brother). That's all I'm going to say about that. You will find out more soon enough, however. I've been locked in this room for what seems to be centuries. What's probably BEEN centuries. In this room. Like an insane asylum criminal. In this white room. All alone. He even took away Marzipan. But not for long. I hear him coming. I grin. It's amazing. Why he locked me in here. He said I'm insane. That I was unfit for civilization. That I was... too different. My psycic powers developed when I was young. And I wanted to use them whenever I wanted. For whatever I wanted. Just to GET what I wanted. Just to GET my way. Heh. My brother, good at the time, said that I could keep my powers, but I had to use them in a GOO-OOD way. And when he said that, I wanted to kill him. Not to be frank... well, actually, quite the opposite, I WILL be frank. I wanted him to hurt. And I wanted him OUT of my life. I mean, as long as he was there, I couldn't get what I wanted, now, could I? And I decided that I had to kill him. I tried , too. But it didn't work. That's when he locked me up. And took Marzipan. And my powers ceased to work, so long as I was in this silly room. And when I tried to break out... I only got a headache. So, I sit. And wait. Until my big brother breaks me out of here.
'Just you wait, big brother. Just you wait.'
Normal POV
Chase walked to the back room, pulling out a giant key and showing it to Ben, Omi, Wuya, and Hannibal. "This is the key for this door. Inside this room is a power that I have had locked up for sometime." Wuya smiled. "So you're going to release the power, and make us even more powerful than we were before?" She asked, crosing her fingers behind her back. He grinned back at her. "No. This power, in fact, has a mind of it's own." Ben scratched his head, and then stared at the door. "Then... Chase, I have no idea what you're doin', but... I have a feelin'... it's not gonna work. I mean!" He shrank back behind Wuya, but continued to talk. "Okay, so capturing Jonathna Matthew WAS a good idea, but unlocking some ancient mystical power that won't make us stronger and that has a mind of its own? Seems like this... POWER is just gonna turn on us." Ben pointed out. Chase smiled. "I understand your concern. However, it need not be. Observe." He placed the key into the lock and twisted it, and the group could hear a loud clicking as the metal in the lock moved around. Ben was offered the chance to open the door, and he obliged, making sure to grab (confused) a medium sized stuffed monkey. What he saw in the room make everyone gasp.
A small girl sat in the middle of the room, her head pressed against her raised knees, and her arms wrapped around her small legs. How long she had been like that was a mystery to them, but she didn't even look up when they came into the room. "Chara. Wake up. NOW." Chase said, from behind Ben. Ben looked from him to the sleeping girl on the floor. "SHE'S the ultimate power? I'm sorry, but now... I can't even take this seriously. I mean, for cryin' out loud, she's a KID in a TUTU!! I'm bettin' even Jonathan Matthew can take her on, and... well, maybe not win, but come pretty darn close." The girl raised her head slowly, and opened her eyes blearily. "Mmmm...mr..mrsss...mrrssspppnnnn..." She mumbled. Ben leaned closer to her. "What'd you say, sweetheart?" She stood up, staggering under the gravity of the world, her legs adjusting to her own weight upon them. "Mmm-my... mmarrrr...zippin..." she said, taking one tiny step after another towards Ben, who was backing up. Chase rolled his eyes. Eyes identical to the one he called Chara. "Chara. Quit playing around, you have work to get done." she glared up at him, and before Ben knew it, the little stuffed monkey in his hands was moving!
"I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE! AHHH! BUT YOU BETTER LET ME GO, MAN! Aww... Chara, this is WAAAY to freaky, just tell them to LET me GO, MAN! AHHH!" They looked down at the monkey in Ben's hands, and Omi walked closer to it to get a better look. It stared back at him. "DUUUUUDE...THIS kid is FREAKIN' ME OUT!!! I MEAN... eh ...what is 'e... like... like... like-like CHEEESE? Cuz I wanna know if he is, man. I like cheese! And cooorn! I like corn. I do." The monkey wriggled free of Ben's grip to hop on Chara's shoulder. She patted his head and he quieted instantly. "Marzipan... That's a good boy. Chasey. What do you want now?" He glared at her, as Wuya snickered behind him. "I told you. Don't call me that." Her hair flared out, as if being blown about by some unfeelable wind. "And I asked you... what do you want?" He sneered.
"I need your powers on my side." Chara shook her head. "Sorry, big brother. I don't want to. Not unless, of course... I get something out of this deal." She said, looking at her nails. He growled under his breath. "Now, I may be able to move things with my mind, and I sure as heck CAN'T read YOUR mind, but I CAN tell that you're kinda MAD this didn't turn out the way you wanted, eh, big brother?" Chase looked at her, while Ben, Omi, Wuya, and Hannibal looked at the girl. She was small, and could probably fit easily on one of Chase's arms. Tiny, even, for her age, which all of them were clueless about. She looked about seven, or eight, maybe. Nine at most. It was obvious, however, that she was related to Chase thus closely, being his little sister. Her hair reflected green light easily, just like Chase's did, although hers just barely hit her chin, and her eyes held the same glare, the same reptilian premise. Her outfit was like something a child would wear on Holloween in Florida. It had a purple collar, rising high above her shoulders, and clipped together with a small, skull shaped button. Her leotard was hunter green, on her waist was a beige, mahogony and purple tutu (complete with frills and layers.). On her feet were tied, deep red ballet slippers.
In their opinion, she looked like she was just a kid who would mess around, just to play. But they figured, if Chase Young was reaching this far, to a sister no one knew about, She must be a big deal. She paid them no mind, but the monkey on her back--literally--stared at them, watching them with it's eerie, crossed out, button eyes. What was really scary, however, was the fact that the monkey never blinked once. Sure, it may have been because he didn't have eyelids, but still...
"I'm NOT going to do it, Chasey"
"I TOLD you not to call me that"
"You tell me LOTS of stuff that I still don't do, Chasey"
"Yes. Like listen to your brother!"
Chara and Chase were a strange pair to watch talk. Both were hot tempered. Neither would back down... it was as if Chase were arguing with himself... in a tutu. Chara finally stomped her foot, causing everyone in the area to float a few inches off the ground. "Chasey, you wake me up, call me out, and expect me to do WHATEVER you say? YOU locked me up in that place IN the FIRST place!" Behind her head, Marzipan was screeching loudly in agreement. "Well, I say, NO SIR! I WILL NOT! WILL NOT! WILL NOT!" She yelled, and, truly threw a temper tantrum. Everyone looked on, slightly embarrassed with her actions. Chase allowed this to go on for a while, before he stopped it, a vein popping in his forehead...
"ENOUGH!" Chara froze and slowly looked back at him. "Hm?" "You are acting like a CHILD!" Chara pouted. "Sticks and stones may break my bones--" "You truly ARE the most irritating thing in the world." "You blahblahblah mehmeh nyanyahnyah booboo." She mocked, spinning around in a circle. Marzipan laughed crazily, Omi trying to stifle a his own laugh. Chase swung his hand at her, but before he could even hit her, to which she was staring unblinkingly, Marzipan lept in front of her face, and screeched, loud enough to send Chase sliding away from Chara several feet. "Marzi, you remembered how to do your sonic screech! I am soo proud of you." She cooed, patting the stuffed animals small head, while he "purred" beneath her hand.
"Um... I don't know what I'm interrupting, but I'm going to anyway." A voice said from behind Chase's glowering form. Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice.
"Jack Spicer! How did you get out of your cage?" Omi asked, jumping in front of the tall boy. He shurgged. "I dunno. I just found my way out, I guess. And the rats that used to be Olivia and Reeses brought me the key." He said, tossing them to Chase, who caught them, but still glared at Jack. "If you know what's best for you, you'll get back INTO the cage." Ben stepped forward. "He's right, Jonathan. Get back into the cage." Chara blinked, then frowned. "Hold on, now. Chasey?" She stepped between Chase and Jack, who had chuckled softly at Chara's affectionate nick-name for Chase. "Why does... Jack have to get back into the cage?" She asked, stopping a second to recall the boys name. Her brother glared at her. "That is none of your concern. Move out of my wa--" "And YOU?" She said, stomping to Ben. "You yell at him like he's done you a personal wrong!" Ben didn't back away from her. Instead, and on the contrary, he took a step closer to her. An offensive move to Chara. She didn't know this guy, and she didn't invite him closer to her. Why was he trying to intimidate her?
"Jonathan Matthew is my son, and I can yell or speak or scream at him however I please." Chara bowed her head, and for a split second, he thought he had won. Only for a split second, though, as the next second, he was flying across the room with a raise of Chara's hand. "STAY... away... from me. I don't KNOW you. I don't WANT to know you. You, who DARE to move towards me, you, who DARE to try to intimidate me? You DIRTY, ANGRY, BITTER old man." She was barely talking higher than a whisper, but every word she said resonated against the cave walls, due, in part, to the fact that with every emphasized word, she was slamming Ben against the wall. She finally allowed him to slide down the wall, pushing her silver head band back to sit perfectly on her head.
"THAAAT'S why she's the most powerful force in the universe..." Wuya said in realization, Omi and Hannibal nodding her agreement.
She turned to Jack, who promptly jumped back. "I'm not close to you!" She smiled a little, not making her look any better, however. On the contrary, it made her look quite scary. "Relax, Jack Spicer. I won't hurt you. THIS man, and this one too, have done that enough." She said, pointing first to his bleeding father (Whom Marzipan was delighting in poking continuously), then to Chase Young (Who was glaring at his sister). "Chara, I warn you--" "Come on, Jack. Would you mind taking a walk with me?" Jack nodded dumbly, and, grabbing her outstretched hand, walked out of the cave, Chase glowering still in their wake. At least, that's what Jack saw when he turned to look back at them.
XS:DDS
"So, why do you take that from him?"
"He's my dad. What else am I supposed to do?"
"Okay, but what about Chasey?"
"Chasey?"
"My big brother. Chase?"
"Oh. Right. I guess because I idolize him."
"Why? He's not even smart."
"Heh. I dunno. Because he's the best evil... erm... person ever."
"No. He's not."
"He's not?"
"Nope. I am."
(Laughs)
"Why are you laughing?"
"Well, one, that seems a bit full of yourself, for a little kid . And two... I don' t even know who you are. I mean, how did you do all that stuff to my dad? And how did you know what I take from Chase?"
"Unsuspecting minds are easy to tap."
"YOU CAN READ MINDS!?"
"Just barely. Only if people don't know I can. And if they're weak willed helps."
"So you can't read Chase's mind?"
"Nope. I don't want to, nor do I have to. He speaks his mind."
"Oho."
Chara and Jack continued to walk through the forest. So far, no one had come to capture them, or hurt them for running away... it was amazing. It was as if, Jack thought, this little girl had some amazing power to keep people away.
"I do have the power to keep people away, Jack."
"WAH--!? STO-OO-OOP... doing that. Please?"
"Haaha. Sorry. Oh, and I still haven't introduced myself yet, have I? No. My name is Chara Young. Along with being SLIGHTLY telepathic, I am majorly telekenetic."
"Ooohhh... that's how you made Ben fly across the room?"
"Why do you call him Ben? Why not... fa...father?"
"Because he calls me 'Jonathan Matthew'."
"Jonathan Matthew? How come?"
"That's my real name. Jonathan, because my mother lurves that name, and Matthew, after my grandpa."
"Huh. And you are the Dragon of Thunder?"
"How'd you... Didn't I ask you not to do that?"
"(Giggle) Sorry."
"It's alright." Then, "...What? What's the matter?"
She was suddenly looking at him in a new light. As if she had just noticed something about him. But it was the same him for the past half hour. As he stopped walking through the dense forest with her to look down at her, he noticed her eyes were welling up with tears. He kneeled down and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Chara? What's the matter? Did I say something wrong?"
She bowed her head and shook it, allowing the tears to fall freely from her eyes.
"No. But... Can I ask you something?"
Her voice was getting significantly more high pitched. He looked at her, face full of concern.
"S-sure. Anything. What?"
Her head snapped up, and Jack jumped back, but to no avail to get away from the small girl. She rushed up to him and--
--grabbed him around the waist, sobbing noisily into stomach.
"Be my big brother! Please? I d-don't want Chase to be my big brother, I w-want YOU to b-be! Please Jack! Please!"
Jack blinked, mouth agape. It was a sad sight to watch her, pleading and crying with him, as if she were going to die if he didn't stay with her. Jack couldn't fathom that, though. Would Chase actually kill his sister if she was growing even more powerful than he? No. That couldn't be. Then again, he did lock her in that room...
"Wait. What?" He gently pushed her off of him, but kept his eye contact while she wiped her eyes.
"I don't like Chase. He's mean. AND--and he locked me in that room, all by myself. He didn't even let me out, except to use the bathroom a few times, and to feed me. PLEASE, Jack, please! You always know what to do, and what to say! And you actually ASK me stuff!" She shook her eyes free of more tears. "And you get along REALLY well with Marzipan! YOU don't tell me I'm to old for him..." It was true, that for the first minutes he was with Chara, he had gotten along well with him... well, as well as one can get along with a stuffed monkey. Jack had finally suggested that Chara leave him at the entrance to the forest. Chara disagreed at first, but he had the idea to also suggest leaving him with a basket of apples Chara brought along for a snack. Chara had given him a small smile, and left the basket, on account that Marzipan hated bananas.
Her face crumpled and fell again, as she burst into tears once more. Jack wrapped his arms around the small girl, holding her close to him.
"Hmm... Okay. You can be my little sister. But in private. If Chase ever found out, he'd kill me."
They stayed like that for a moment, before Chara broke the silence.
"Who's Kimiko?"
"Huh?"
"Who's... Kimiko?"
"...Didn't I... Never mind. It doesn't really matter. Kimiko's another Dragon, the Dragon of Fire. From the Xiaolin Temple."
"Oh. You love her?" She didn't sound envious, or jealous, or anything of that manner. She was simply asking, curious.
"I do NOT love her."
"Yes you do."
Jack sighed. "No. I don't."
"Yes you do." Jack stared hard at her.
"Fine, I kinda... SORTA... like her...ish."
Chara looked at him. "Then why did you think that?"
"Am I really that weak willed?"
"Not really. I actually had to TRY that time. So why did you?"
Jack sighed again.
"Because... I dunno. I guess... I was just... thinking. Or something. I dunno."
"You miss her."
"Okay, Ms. Smarty-Pants. Then what should I do about my situation?"
"Tell her how you feel. She probably feels the same way. By the way the scene looked in your mind. That WAS the scene, the way it happened for real. Right?"
"Yeah. But I can't tell her that. She would--"
Chara just looked on, then continued to walk, Jack following closely behind her.
"You are smart, you know. You remind me of MY old teacher."
"Who? That Master Dashi guy?"
"No. Master Munk Yuva."
"Oh. Why?"
"Because you're both super smart."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And you kinda look alike."
"What, was he really handsome?"
Chara giggled. "Actually, you have the same face as she did. I wonder what happened to her?"
Jack rolled his eyes. 'Great. She knows my secret, AND she thinks I look like a girl.' She lead the way back to the entrance, where Marzipan laid lazily in the tree they had left him in, asleep. "Marzi. Come on." He started and fell out of the tree, straight into Chara's arms. "I ATE AAAALLLLALALALA the apples! ALL UP!" He said, pointing to the empty basket, which Jack promptly picked up, wondering how in the world a stuffed monkey could eat anything, not to mention all those apples. Chara smiled at him.
"Jack?"
"Hmm?"
"Thanks for being my big brother."
"...Your welcome. I've never had a little sister before."
"...Can I call you Jackie?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Not even with sprinkles?"
"Nope."
"What about hot chocolate?"
"Em... no."
"Well, what about--"
"Why would you want to call me Jackie anyways?"
"Oh, that's not REALLY what I wants."
"..." Jack was silent for a second. "Okay. Then what do you REALLY wants--I mean, want?"
"You REALLY wanna know?"
"(sigh) Sure." Yeah. Sure. He was sure this was gonna be utter nonsense. He didn't know how he knew it, but he did...
"I wants... I wants...I wants me a barrel of floss, I wants me two bottles of glue TO BE MY FRIENDS! And I wants cheese! I wants a chair made a' cheese, and a table made a' cheese and a..."
It continued like that all the way up to the cave, until--
"GOTCHA!!"
"He-mmmpphh!" Jack was, quite literally, bagged up, in one big, black plastic sack, held by Ben.
"JACK!" Chara squeeled, dropping Marzipan to the floor. He fell, and bounced, but didn't spring to life. He just lay there, on the floor. Motionless. Chase appeared behind her, his spear in his hands, ready to strangle her until she ducked out of his reach, and ran to the opposite side of the room. Wuya was waiting there for her. She skidded to a stop and ran away again, only to find Omi, with Chase at his side. Turning once more, she found she was surrounded by Wuya, Hannibal Bean, Chase, Omi, and Ben, who had dropped the bagged Jack Spicer after making sure he was securely in a cage. Chase laughed. "So... what to do now?" Omi piped up. "I say we fight! FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" Chase patted the small boys head. "Now, now Omi..." Chara hoped for a second that Chase would say that was a bad idea. But...
"I think you're on to something here." Chara turned pale, and was about to fall to her knees, when a voice snapped her back to her senses.
"CHARA! You read my mind, you know where it is! Go there and get help! Get Jayna! She'll know what to do! UGH!" Jack's father had run and punched him again, muttering threat after threat at him through the cage bars, but leaving a small, empty gap in the circle the others had her in. She seized the opportunity and ran for it, her little ballerina slippers thudding agianst the ground as she ran, then, hopping on a large rock she made fly, flew off into the sunset, Chase at her heels.
"GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT YOU TO FOLLOW ME!"
"I know where the place is too, you know. As a matter of fact, I'll be surprised if the SPY I sent isn't destroying ever last one of THEM."
"YOU'RE WRONG!"
"Hehahah. Chara, how many TIMES have I been wrong?" She gritted her teeth and he grinned evilly.
"Now get down here before I have to force you back into your room."
"NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO BACK! I HATE YOU! I WISH I HAD KILLED YOU BACK THEN! WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE!!"
"You couldn't have killed me. You probably still can't ki-- WOAH!" She forced a small tree straight for his head, missing only by inches.
"I don't need you now. I have a NEW big brother. So you'd better stop following me before I really DO kill you."
Surprising even her, Chase slowed down, and retreated, which really wasn't like him, and as she watched him go, she couldn't help but feel a knot form in her stomach for Jack. He was going to be in trouble when Chase got back.
But she could help him, by finding those other kids like him... if they were still alive.
XS: DDS
Jayna still couldn't get to sleep. She had tried counting sheep (Which didn't make sense to her, AND it didn't work). She tried to listen to soothing music (Which just resulted in her dancing around, and hyping her up, but not making her sleepy). It was late, almost 2 in the morning, and they were supposed to rescue Jack later on. She sighed, and hopped out of bed once more; maybe going outside to look up at the starry, moonless sky would help.
She walked towards the courtyard of the temple, yawning loudly and stretching her arms. As Jayna gazed out there, she saw a familiar head of hair looking up at the sky. Noko. Why he was out there, she didn't know, but she didn't want to know, and turned around to leave, before something quite odd caught her eye. It zoomed across the sky, circled around, and flew to the courtyard. A small figure fell from it, and landed, perfectly for a second, on it's feet, before falling to the ground. Noko saw it as well, and rushed to the aide of the figure, while Jayna wached, hiding in the shadows.
"Oh, man, I saw you fall! Are you... woah." He stopped to turn her over, and stared into her face. She was gasping for air, apperantly tired from steering a giant rock into their courtyard. She was small and fair in face. She looked young, though, and familiar. Her hair reflected an eerie, green light...
Jayna walked toward him, head tilted in a shameless manner, but curiousity got the best of her, and even her anger at him couldn't keep her away. "So who is she?" She said, making him jump, and causing the girl to wake up, and also sending a strong pulse of energy through the air. Noko's hair ruffled about his face, and Jayna slid back a few feet. "WHAT was that!?" She yelled, as the once unconcious girl stood up shakily. "Uhh...Owwie." Noko stood up with her, watching her to see if anything else wierd would happen. "Uuhhh... Okay. Okay. I'm gonna be okay. WAAHHH!" She screamed, and pushed Noko away from her, causing Jayna to laugh meanly. The girl looked up at the bigger one, staring at her face, her blue hair, her amythest eyes...
"YOU! You're Jayna! I knew I'd find you! You HAVE to come with me!" She said, pulling her arm towards the falled rock. Jayna shook her head and screamed. "NOOO! I don't want to go with you! I... I don't know you! I don't have anything you want! Leeeeeet GO!" The girl kept a tight grip on her arm while she hollered out, summoning to her the other Xiaolin Warriors and the estranged princess. "WHAT is going on! I am, like, trying to sleep and stuff!" Everyone stared at her, and she stopped twirling her hair 'round her finger. "Umm... I do apologize... but what IS going on?" She asked, a little more politely.
Kimiko's eyes met those of the small girls, and she gasped. "You--" "--Look like Chase Young? I know! I'm his supposed sister. But that's not the issue right now!" Raimundo and Clay stood, posed to fight, in front of Kimiko. "That sure looks like an issue to us. Any relitive of Chase's is an enemy of ours." Raimundo said. Clay nodded and tipped his hat. "Boy howdy." Chara moved them with a quick sweep of one hand, and stood in front of Jayna and Kimiko, hands clasped and eyes pleading. "Please. You two are the most important people in his life--" "Who?" Jayna asked. Kimiko grew pale, and didn't answer, but continued to listen to the small girls plea. "He needs you now. He's in trouble, and he needs your help... and I'm afraid that... he won't make it for too long. Please." What was wrong with her? Crying all over the place in one night? The cell must have made her soft. That HAD to be it.
Or maybe... she was never evil to begin with. Evil is all in perception, Monk Master Yuva had once told her. And if you percive your actions as evil, then that is what you are. However, you have never seen what you do as evil, young Chaa. Therefore, your brother, for once, is wrong. Chaa, you are not evil. You are doing what you feel is right, Chaa. Chara remembered how that annoyed her. How Yuva called her by her nickname soo many times in one sitting. But she knew now that it was special, and it was to make sure that she remembered. Because, for some reason, you always remember the annoying things.
"Take us to him?" Kimiko asked. Chara smiled, and lifted her rock up towards them. "Actually, we can take..." She pointed to a small green dragon, who look blerily up at Kimiko, then to Chara.
And then screamed.
"WAAAHH! Ch-Ch-CHARA! What's SHE doing here? She's one of the biggest, baddest forces in the UNIVERSE!! AND she tried to steal my tail!!" Chara shrugged, and kneeled next to him. "Hey, I saw it, and I wanted it. And that's all that really mattered. But I don't need it anymore. The sandcastle's gone."
She stood up and looked at Jayna. "Are you still coming?" She stared at Chara, disbelief indignatnly in her eyes. "Wha-- wait, I still have no clue who--" Chara stomped her foot. "Look! Jack is in TROUBLE! He needs us RIGHT NOW!" Jayna blinked, then bit her lip, and, for a split second, looked back at Noko, who was looking back at her expectingly. She faced Chara and Dojo, who had grown to his giant, 40 ft. size. "Let's go." She said, face determined.
And with that, Kimiko, Jayna, Chara, Raimundo, Clay, Noko, and Claricia jumped on Dojo, and prepared for take-off.
Chapter Eleven: ...But You Will: End
... So then the other judge says "Eh, he's not THAT shaggy!"
Everyone: Laughs
I got another one. So, there are two potatoes in an oven, right? And one potato says "Hey, it sure is hot in here." And the other one says, "Oh my gosh! A talking potato!"
Everyone: Hystarical laughter
Yeah. I had to do SOMETHING while I was caged up in that room. Whittling away my time making up mindless jokes and riddles. But it pays off when I need something to make me laugh. Oh, shoot, am I supposed to say something to preveiw the next chapter? Crap... I didn't do that. Oh, well. STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT EPISODE OF XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN, DRAGON DJINN SAGA!!
Chara, we still have a few minutes left.
Chara: Oh. Really?
Yeah.
Chara: Okay, okay, give me a second. Gimme back the microphone.
Okay. Next time on Xiaolin Showdown: Dragon Djinn Saga. Okay, so me and the rest of the Xiaolin Dragons go to see Chase Young, and get Jack out of his cage, and then we find out... that girl? The one who was running through the forest? Yeah, she's a traitor. So we end up turning her into a hampster, and then, in the fight with Chase Young--
CHARA! What are you doing? You just gave away the entire first part of chapter twelve!
Chara: Well, yeah, we're supposed to preview the next chapter, aren't we?
Jayna: Yeah, but not for REAL!
Chara: Well, what good is that?
Noko: It leaves the reader wanting more of the next chapter, with a guess at what's going to happen IN said chapter, without really KNOWING what's gonna happen in the next chapter.
Chara: Oh... what good is that, then? You're not really doing anything but putting filler at the end of the chapter.
Kimiko: Yeah. So?
Chara: SO!?
Chase: So?
Wuya: So?
Raimundo: So?
Clay: So?
Omi: So?
Ben: So?
Jack: Hey, uh, could we hurry this up? I'm kinda getting torn up by Chase's cats... yeah.
Marzipan (Next to Omi's head): Whhhyyyyyyyy is his heeeeaaaaaaad soooo biiiiiiiig? WHHHYYYYYYYY is his HEEAAAAAAAAAAAD SOOOOOOO BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGG?!?
Chapter Twelve: I Won't Tell You Because Chara Gave Too Much Of The Chapter Away Anyway, So I Have To Cut Off The Whole Beginning Of The Chapter.
Chara: It was AN ACCIDENT!! I TOLD you, I'm SORRY! I didn't mean it! You know what, that was a really bad FAKE chapter twelve beginning, and I just... JUST made it up, just now.
YoU cAn'T lIe VeRy WeLl, ChArA...