Loooong wait, sorry! This chapter's for my lovely reviewer, blueEMERALD, who has been a great reader, and also provided the main idea behind this chapter, THANK YOU! Ehem, here is chapter…. 13?

Pink possessive mist!

Albel was angry, no, more than angry. He had earlier made a sad excuse for a weapon, and had to be saved by Cliff and Fayt none the less! "How can the stupid game designers call THAT a weapon?" He muttered to himself, angrily swinging a 'borrowed' katana at the dummy, whishing desperately it was Fayt or Cliff. "Stupid," He swung his sword, "Foolish," He swung again, "Maggoty," And again, "WORMS!" He yelled, thrusting his sword so hard into the dummy that it went through the other side and… got stuck. Albel's eyes widened in disbelief, he was about to tug on the blade, when he recalled a certain incident involving his claw and a table and thought better of it, so instead he just stood eyeing the sword with his classic death glare.

MEANWHILE

At the inn, Maria, Cliff, Mirage and Fayt were engrossed in a game of poker, while Nel was in her room still feeling sick. As the chips were being dealt, Cliff asked, "So, what's up with Nel?" Maria and Mirage glanced at each other,

"Well she…" Maria began, but trailed off, giggling slightly, Mirage sighed,

"She doesn't approve of what you two and Albel were doing in the workshop yesterday." Maria then began laughing like an insane person, and even Mirage grinned a little. Fayt and Cliff looked at each other looking confused.

"Huh? What we wee doing?" Cliff said,

"What do you mean?" Fayt asked, we just… helped him out that's all." Fayt remembered the unvoiced threat Albel made, and didn't want to risk his pink bunny wrath.

"He he, well, you did a good job by the sound of it!" Maria managed to splutter,

"Huh? You were listening outside? Why would-" Fayt was interrupted by Cliff, who went slightly pale,

"Umm, what, exactly did you guys hear?" Maria and Mirage looked at each other,

"Very…. Interesting sounds." Mirage offered, Fayt was still confused, before realisation dawned on him,

"Oh, guys! You got the wrong end of the stick." Fayt laughed, Maria laughed harder at that,

"Well, you certainly got the right end!" Fayt and Cliff also looked sick, before Cliff said,

"Hold on! Albel made a dodgy weapon, and we were trying to pull it off his arm, which was hard to do because it was on tight, you dirty minded… girls!" He finished lamely, Maria stopped laughing,

"Ah well, no harm done."

"Speaking of out knight in skirt and crop top, where is he?" Mirage asked,

"Well, he ain't in the work shop, he's been banned, they took away his inventors licence too." Cliff said sadly, the table feel silent, mourning the loss of the licence before Fayt said,

"He'll be in the training area with his new sword." Everyone turned to look at him with questioning looks, "Oh, well… it was just a guess…"

"Suuuuuuuuure, cough stalker cough" Maria said, Fayt glared as everyone laughed,

"That's it! I don't have to deal with you guys! By the way, I beat all of you, ROYAL FLUSH!" He showed his cards, took all the money and stormed out.

Fayt stormed into the training centre, seeing Albel staring at his sword, still embedded in the dummy.

"Hi Albel." Fayt said simply, receiving a glare in return,

"Why s it, that whenever something goes wrong, YOU are ALWAYS there?" Albel wondered aloud, still glaring at Fayt who shrugged, impervious to his death glares,

"Dunno, coincidence I guess." Albel snorted and said nothing, "So, why are you staring your sword?"

"Because its stuck, stupid." Fayt raised an eyebrow,

"Well, pull in out." Albel growled,

"Why should I? The sword has been disobedient, it doesn't deserve to be wielded by me."

"O…K…" Fayt muttered,

"Did you actually want something worm? Or did you-" Albel froze and stared behind Fayt with a shocked expression, Fayt turned to see a large patch of horrifying, evil, poisonous, devilish… pink mist! It hung motionless in the air before heading straight for Albel, who turned and fled into the street, the mist hit him squarely in the back, sending him flying threw the inn door, and into a wall.

The poker gamers all looked shocked when the swordsman flew in, and gathered round when he slumped to the floor. Fayt came running in just as he regained consciousness. Albel stood up slowly, rubbing his head. He looked round all the people staring at him. "Albel, are you alright?" Fayt asked, Albel's face fell,

"ALBEL! You mean I came into Albel? That sucks!" Everyone looked very confused,

"Umm, aren't you Albel?" Maria asked,

"No! I'm Sophia!" Jaws dropped and silence fell.

"Sophia, but your… dead." Fayt said,

"Yeah well, I came back to get REVENGE! MWA HA HA HA HA!"

"Yeah, OK," Cliff said quickly, "Look, you better get out or Albel will be really mad at-" Suddenly Albel's head snapped to the right,

"Get the hell out of me, wench!"

"Albel?" Mirage asked,

"Of course its me you blonde bimbo, now get this maggot out of me!" His/her head snapped back to the right, "HEY! That's not very nice! Why do you always pick on me! I'm never leaving!" Her/his head went to the left,

"Oh yes you will you pink, puffy, pathetic, pervert!" To the right,

"Pervert, why am I a pervert you ugly Fayt-stalker!" Fayt blushed madly as the head went to the left,

"You try doing alliteration, its difficult! Now PISS OFF OUT OF MY BODY!" To the right, "Ohh, using bad words now are we? Fayt, tell him off!"

"No way, I'm staying out of this!" Fayt said before Albel's head snapped to the right,

"HAH! So much for your 'love' you sicken me you worm! Get out!" Right,

"NEVER!" Left,

"If you don't so help me I will-" Right,

"You'll what?" As the head snapped to the left there was an insane growl and the clawed hand slapped the right side of Albel's face, "OWWWIEEE! THAT'S THE SECOND TIME YOU SLAPPED ME!" To the left,

"Well you deserved every one of them, now OUT!"

"Oh for God's sake! You two are squabbling like an old married couple!" Maria yelled, Albel's head snapped to the middle,

"WE ARE NOT!" There was silence before Fayt said,

"Hey, Sophia, is life really worth living if your not in your own body?" The head went to the left,

"What are you tying to say maggot? My body isn't as good as her's?" To the right,

"Of course he is, and he has a point, so I am gonna go, but not before I get my revenge!" With that, Albel's claw hit his head ten times in quick succession, then the weird pink mist burst out of Albel's mouth, accompanied by a rather loud burp. The mist slowly dissolved in nothingness, and Albel was still dazed by the blows he dealt himself.. or didn't do to himself, or… whatever, and he closed his eyes and he fainted.

Tee hee, thanks to blueEMERALD again for the idea, I love you and all my readers! Keep your ideas coming, I still have no idea how this will end!