"Millennia ago, long before any of Danny's ghostly enemies, there was a terrible war," Rae said, gazing at the stars. "Millions of innocents were killed, all through the rampage of a terrible creature. That creature was the thing that attacked me. Her name is Eris."
Jazz racked her brain. Eris, that name rang a bell. "Wait, wasn't Eris the goddess of discord?"
Rae nodded. "But," he said, "Her power was much more than spreading discord. She controlled all things chaotic and malicious. I'm sure you've heard of the Titan war? That was her doing, as were the first and second World Wars. She knows exactly when to strike to cause the most damage. She knew that offing the Duke of Ferdinand at that moment in time would plunge the world into something that hadn't been seen since the time of the Romans." Jazz lay in shock. "Every horrid thing that affected the world, the Black Plague, the bombing of Pearl Harbour, the Rwandan genocide, was all her work."
"Wait," Jazz interrupted, "you're up against a goddess?!? You can't possibly win!" Rae put his hand across her lips.
"Jazz, I realize that the odds of me winning against the very epitome of evil are slim to none. But there is one thing I have that she doesn't. What do you think is the most powerful thing I could have?"
"Your elemental powers? No, wait, those didn't save you last time… Um, some weapon? A really powerful one?" Rae let out a small laugh.
"No Jazz. You're thinking of something to cause pain. The only thing that can defeat Eris is love." Jazz looked confused. "Jazz, Eris' powers cause malice and sow the seeds of chaos. She may be able to start wars, but look what love can do."
He reached out with his arms, and (with him grunting from trying to keep it under his control) the stars above came together to from the words 'I LOVE YOU JAZZ'. Jazz's eyes brimmed with tears. "Your other questions, will have to wait for tomorrow," Rae said, releasing the stars, and falling soundlessly asleep.
"That's alright, Rae. You've given me the best gift ever." And with that, she snuggled up to him, and fell asleep next to him, while the roof closed over them.
"She's obsessing over him?" Danny said, dumbfounded.
"That's what Star said," Sam replied, walking up to Danny's room with Danny, so as to talk to Rae.
"Why?" Danny asked.
"How should I know?" Sam retorted shortly. "Star didn't deign to tell me anymore than that." They arrived at Danny's room, and Sam pushed the door open. She smiled when she saw Rae and Jazz sleeping soundly, snuggled very close to each other.
"Danny?" Sam said, grabbing him close to her. "Rae and Jazz are sound asleep. We won't get anything out of him until tomorrow."
"Oh," Danny replied, trying to look in the room. Sam pulled him closer.
"Isn't there somewhere we could fly off to? You know, be alone, in the dark?" Sam asked.
"I dunno…" he said, his cheeks slowly turning red.
"Maybe a theatre?" Sam suggested, also blushing at the thought of why Danny was shifting his lower body away from her.
"O..okay…" Danny stuttered, taking Sam in his arms and going ghost. She laughed, and cuddled up to him.
"You also might want to control that thing," she told him. She never had seen Danny so red.
Jazz woke up quietly the next morning. She yawned, and snuggled up to a warmth on her right. She heard another yawn, and realized that she had slept next to Rae. She kissed his lips, and his eyes opened slowly. He smiled at Jazz, then his eyes opened fully. He turned bright red, and stuttered a bit. Jazz smiled.
"Jazz!" He said, looking around wildly. "Uh, did we, uh, did, uh, we…" he finished, blushing even harder.
"No, no," Jazz laughed, patting his shoulder. "Nothing happened."
Rae sighed with relief. He looked at the clock, which read 12:30.
Jazz looked at it too. "Where's Danny?" she asked. "Usually he's barging in here, and we never get any privacy."
"Oh, that. Danny and I talked, and we worked things out."
"Good," Jazz replied. Rae got up, and in his shorts and t-shirt, moved to the center of the floor, and floated in midair with his legs crossed, and his eyes closed.
"What are you doing?" Jazz inquired curiously.
Rae opened one eye. "Shhh. I'm making you brunch. Earth, air, water and light, combine now and…"
"You can make food?" Jazz asked, very intrigued now. Rae glared at her. "Sorry," she muttered.
Rae closed his eyes again, and began. "Earth, water, air and light, combine now and show your might. Fire, air, water and night, combine now and stop our plight." He moved his left hand in a semi-circle around his left side, while doing the same with his right. A deep rumbling sounded, and something rose out of the circle in front of Rae. Jazz couldn't believe it.
"A fridge? All that for a fridge?" Jazz exclaimed dumbfounded. Rae proceeded over to the hovering fridge, threw the door open, and began rummaging around in it.
"Sheesh!" He exclaimed, while pulling a piece of paper out and reading it intently. "They never do give up, do they?" Jazz motioned for it, and he gave it to her. It read 'Dear sir, now that you have tried our free fridge for the 123rd time, we here would believe that getting the deluxe fridge would be a very financially wise idea. Sincerely, your friends at the magic appliance emporium.' Jazz looked to Rae for an explanation, but he was preoccupied with pulling out what seemed to be a large frozen cow.
"How on Earth did they get a cow in there?!?" Jazz wondered aloud, hoping Rae would answer. He didn't, finished pulling out the cow, which he threw over his shoulder with impossible strength, and began pulling random things out, and lobbing them backwards at Jazz.
"How, ACK, are, WHOA, all, WATCH IT, these things, HOLY, coming out of that fridge?" She asked, while dodging the TV, bullhorn, water-skin, and flying saucer that Rae was throwing at her.
"Because it's a magic fridge." Rae stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He pulled out a frying pan and an egg carton, and set them down on the bed.
"Sunny-side, or scrambled?" he asked, holding up the pan and eggs.
"Actually, a meat and cheese omelette sounds nice…" Jazz replied. Rae smiled, and went back over to the fridge. He pulled out a violin, a living housecat, and a packet of bacon and a bag of shredded cheese. He heated up the pan, and cooked the eggs, bacon and cheese. Jazz petted the cat while she waited. It purred and curled up in her lap. She grabbed the violin, and waved it at him. "Can you play this?" she asked. He nodded. "Will you play it for me?"
"Sure. Breakfast and a show, in bed. Right away." He took a bow, and started to play. Jazz sighed.
"I could get used to this," she said quietly.
"I heard that!"
