Sailor Leo- Oh, no way. Not happening. You can't… just do that! If you think YOUR Magus is OOC, look at mine! He's being unMagus-like all over the place! I love your story, and it started the whole revolution! No! Keep going with it!!

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

"What did you get up to last night?" queried Gaspar good-humouredly as the others half-staggered into the main area and fell over.

"I think we can all just stay here for a while," Crono decided, so they did.

They dozed for a while and when they woke up properly they were all feeling better. Marle watched Alfador run around happily, meowing like crazy and making random people pat him. "If Magus can have a pet," she wondered, "why can't I?"

"What kind of a pet would you have?" Crono queried.

"I don't know. Some goldfish. Isn't there a pet store in Porre? Crono, I want some goldfish!"

"Okay, we'll go out and get some fish," sighed Crono. He walked to the Epoch, Marle following, and remembered something they'd agreed to do which hadn't actually happened. They had to separate Lucca and Magus and they had taken Lucca last time. "Magus, do you want to come?"

"And look at fish? I don't like them. Ugly things," Magus replied.

"Fish are cute!" Marle disagreed.

"You can't pat fish," Magus pointed out.

"I happen to like fish. Tastes are individual! I think fish are cute."

"Oh, they taste all right with a bit of lemon..."

Marle said, "No! You're not eating my poor fishies, and neither is your cat!"

"Oh, whatever. No, Crono, I don't want to go," Magus said firmly.

"In that case... Lucca?" Crono called.

Lucca shook her head. She was carefully studying her gun. "I want to use the spare time I have to fix things on this," she reported, lifting it slightly.

"Is it broken?" asked Crono with concern.

"Nup. I wanna make it better!"

"Fine, Marle and I will go off to Porre ourselves and look at fish," Crono decided and took a few more steps towards the Epoch.

"Maybe we should separate you two," Magus said almost carelessly. "After all, we know what you got up to last night."

Crono turned to look at him and noticed the almost nasty gleam in his eyes. He didn't like it at all, but he turned away without comment.

"He knows," Marle said as she settled herself in the Epoch. "He's not as clueless as I first thought. He definitely knows we were trying to keep Lucca away from him, and he might have always known she's in love with him. What was that nasty look about?"

"I don't think it meant anything. I think it was just an 'I'm an evil wizard, fear me' glare." He set the controls for 1000 AD and paused. "Does that mean he does remember what happened last night?"

"How frightening," Marle commented. "Now, Crono, my fish..."

"We'll get there."

They flew off to Porre and found the pet store with relative ease. They wandered in. There were animals all around, the shopkeeper in the process of feeding the animals, and a bunch of people off to one side, talking about something.

"Lucca? Are you sure?" one of the girls asked doubtfully. Marle grabbed Crono and they pretended intense interest in the kittens nearby. Well, Marle pretended.

"Yeah, really! I swear it's true. Everyone's talking about it," another person said earnestly. "I didn't really think Lucca would do that either, but I'm sure it's true."

"Oh, what happened?" queried a third curiously.

The second told the tale. "Well, if what everyone's saying is to be be believed, Lucca has this crazy boyfriend, Magus. I know the name's strange, his mother was a Mystic or something. So you didn't hear about what they did on the beach at her house?"

"I really like this fluffy grey one," said Crono earnestly. "Look at it! It has pretty blue eyes and it jumps around on everything and it's sooo cute! Don't we need another cat?"

"Alfador would eat it. I've heard enough, now I want my fish."

"Sorry, what did you hear?" Crono asked as Marle dragged him over to the fish.

Marle told him, adding. "They did say they didn't believe it of Lucca, but... maybe when we get back we'll find out exactly what happened."

Crono replied, "Choose your fish, and let's go."

They wandered around and looked at some fish. Marle chose a particular two she wanted. It was quite amusing, watching the obliging and good-natured shopkeeper chase the fish around the tank with a net. Eventually Marle had her two fish in a little bag. They also bought a fish tank, filters, ornaments, and all the stuff that fish like. Then they went back to the End of Time where they proceeded to set up the fishtank.

"You actually did get fish," remarked Magus disbelievingly.

"They're cute." The fish tank done and Marle's fish settled happily, Crono leaned back and rested an arm around Marle's shoulders. "Aren't they beautiful? What will we name them?"

"Look at you," said Magus in disgust. "You're almost cute yourselves. Quite the proud parents, aren't we? Anyone would think you had just had twins or something. Pathetic," was his final comment before he turned his back on them. "Lucca, take these things off my hands!"

"They won't have healed," Lucca worried.

"I really don't care. They're irritating, and I can't do anything with them."

She warned, "Your hands might heal strangely. They'd most likely be unusable and we'd have to break them again to get them almost usable. It would hurt a lot, and we'd have to use more cold water. Very cold."

"I'll take my chances," he said with a shudder. "I want them off!"

"Okay," she said mildly. "It's your decision."

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