Author's Note: Ello all. The first time I wrote this, my A.N.'s was virtually nonexistent. However just as I was ready to save when my computer decided that my work wasn't good enough. Yep, it crashed again. I don't understand it. The computer isn't even a year old. It's systems and hard drive are better than the ones advertised on TV. Microsoft Works, yeah right. Can we all say oxymoron?

Well, it has come to my attention that certain person who shall remain nameless (since none of you people will know her) seems to think that I am "as frigid as the iceberg that sank the Titantic". *For that comment of being frigid I showed Factoid the true meaning of the phrase 'Math is Power'- with my hard-back, 700 page Algebra II book^_~. I can stand being called deranged, estranged, or just strange, but don't ANYONE call me FRIGID. Got that? K' on with my work.

Disclaimer: "Remember when American moms used to tell their kids to finish dinner because children in Africa were starving? - Well, thanks a lot Mom- African kids are still starving and American kids are obese."

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THE FIREFOX DOGGEDLY PRESENT: THE PROPHECY OF THE ZOIDS

Chapter Five: Mists of Memories- Part One

"This will learn him," had been the last words she had said when she thought she had won. It was too good to be true. She had finally beaten Ravin at his own game. Yes life was good. Unfortunately for Andrea, it was too good to be true. The Genosaurer's fan belt had broken twenty miles from the city. And Shadow could, or would, not fly the both of them to Neblina, so they must walk.

"Well I guess the journey of a thousand miles starts with a broken fan belt, Shadow," Andrea said to the organoid walking next to her. "Who would have thought that after all these years, some guy wouldn't have invented a break proof fan belt?"

"Ravin," the girl said on inspiration.

"Huh?" came the gruff reply.

"What am I to call you when we get to the city? I mean I can hardly call you Ravin can I?" she said with a smile. "How about Raymond. It sounds kinda like Ravin yet isn't. It would allow me to catch myself if I slipped up. Or what about Crow, or…Clowny Appleseed," she said with an insidious smirk.

"Raymond."

Well, someone isn't in a very talkative mood, thought Andrea. And they say teen-age girls have bad mood swings. Hmmp. Andrea unconsciously stroked the giant head that pushed against her left hand.

"Rrrgghh." (You said it.)

If nothing else, at least this long walk took care of the Genosaurer. They had to leave it out in the desert. Well they could always go back and retrieve it. Ravin had made sure that it was properly camouflaged before they abandoned it. Andrea smiled at how picky Ravin had been about it. You would think that the middle of the desert is a popular tourist attract, thought Andrea. Well at least I know he is part human. That thought made Andrea frown.

Ravin looked back at the pair. They had been unusually quiet for the last hour, granted that the walk was tiring. But it was just not like Andrea to be so quiet. She had been a regular chatterbox the last couple of days and it had grated on Ravin's nerves, mainly because she insisted on talking to Shadow, not him. But now the silence made Ravin feel uncomfortable. It would be just like those two to be planning something right behind Ravin's back (literally). Ravin was surprised to see Andrea frowning at something with a restless Shadow by her side. Accepted that Andrea never really smiled that often, unless Shadow had said (roared) something amusing to her, Ravin had never seen her so melancholy before. She had a far off look to her, as if she were staring at something beyond the city, time, and Zi.

"rrrrggh." (When she gets like this even I can't get into her mind.) The organoid said to his master. Shadow enjoyed a telepathic link with his master and at times Andrea. Shadow could pry into the darkest parts of Ravin's mind without Ravin realizing a thing. However, lately he could not do so with the girl, and it worried him.

"Rroooaarrr." (Ask her what's wrong. You might be surprised; she just might tell you.) With that Shadow butted Ravin with his head, sending him on a crash course to Andrea.

What do I care about the stupid girl, thought Ravin. Yet at seeing her face, Ravin did feel a twinge of concern towards the girl. Her face was solemn, and emotionless and her eyes glazed over. It was like she was watching a dream; she was there yet apart from everything.

"Andrea?" he asked uncertainly. She raised her eyes to his. Yet, they were blank, dead. They lacked the luster that shown through when she was making fun of him; they lacked life.

"I have just noticed that January is almost over. My birthday almost pasted without my noticing it," she said in a far off voice.

"If this about your birthday, I'll…" Ravin stopped at seeing her burrows furrow.

"It's not about my birthday, really. It's so strange. A part of me, like most people, looked forward to it, while the other half," she stated in the same dreamy trance, "dreads it. I just don't know how to explain it." She looked at him with sad eyes.

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They had finally reached the city, and what a sight they were. Andrea was now a tan color, but not from the sun. Her once auburn hair was now a dull brown color. Her clothes had the same effect. Ravin wasn't in any better shape.

After five hours in Neblina, they finally found two hotels that met Andrea's criteria. It wasn't that hard to find hotels in Neblina, but Andrea was a hard customer to please. First of all the hotel had to have a pool, cable television, spa, bar, stores, entertainment, resturant, great location, and competent employees (a\n- killer). The first hotel Andrea approved- they got kicked out. The attendant had made an, shall we say, unwise remark to Ravin about the hotel's slogan and Andrea- "do it indoors" (a\n- my friend has a Holiday Inn shirt that says that. Isn't it great? I am not lying.) Five co-workers and Andrea had to be present to drag an outraged Raven off the attendant. So it was back to the drawing board.

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"I get the shower first," shouted Andrea as she ran into the room. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. But at this point a Motel One would look good to her. The room had its own bar, fridge stocked with goodies, such as imported meat from earth (a\n- ummmmmm chicken), fruit and a variety of drinks, a huge television with surround sound, terrace overlooking the whole city, and a gigantic bathroom (;.;- I would kill for one). But the thing that caught Andrea's attention was the king sized bed(;.;). The bedspread was white with the emblem of the hotel on it.

"It's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," Andrea choked to the empty room. God you can take me now. No wait I haven't had a chance to try the bed or bathroom out. Andrea thought in blissful stupor. It was such a wondrous sight. Nothing could compare to this. Nothing. Her eyes were beginning to water just from looking at the bed; she then decided to wander over to the huge bathroom to see what it had in store for her.

"Oh my gosh, I have died and gone to Heaven," Andrea gasped at the monstrous bathroom. It had a Jacuzzi bath tube. I bet you could fit all of Idaho's population into that tube. Then and there, Andrea realized the true meaning of "love at first sight". Money can't buy you happiness? Well it sure makes misery easier to live with.

"I have seen Heaven," Andrea restated wonderingly at the majesty of the hotel room.

"Andrea, where the crap did you go?" yelled an annoyed Ravin. "Come help me, the bellhop, and Mauve (aka-Shadow) with all YOUR luggage. I swear show me a girl that can pack light and I'll show you a five ton suitcase."

"Well, maybe not Heaven," Andrea said under her breath as she opened the door for Ravin and co. Ravin threw all the luggage on the floor, unceremonial. Andrea narrowed her eyes at the boy.

"Be careful, all that stuff is new," shrieked Andrea, "besides I would think you would treat the merchandise you purchased better." Andrea then proceeded to give the bellhop a generous tip. After tipping him, she strode over to Ravin who was lying exhausted on the sofa trying to catch his breath. Giving him a brash smile, she flopped a small leather parcel on his lap.

"Where did you get this?" demanded Ravin instantly grabbing his wallet. He had remembered it much, much thicker.

"From a little birdie, a raven if you want to get technical, but who wants to get technical?"

Ravin only sighed. It seemed that his instinct had warned him right; it was a good thing he had kept the bulk amount of money somewhere besides his wallet. Shadow must have lifted it off me while I was talking to Andrea today. I should have wondered where she got all that money. No sale can be that good Ravin thought as he stared into his devoid wallet. He glanced up to see Andrea drifting around the room with her eyes glazed over, again. After breaking out of her trance, she ran over to where Ravin was sitting. She jumped next to him and nestled her head on his shoulder while giving him a hug.

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank yoouuuuuu Ravin soo much. I am so glad that you thought it best to come here and let me spend all the money I want."

"What?!" Ravin yelled when hearing the money part.

"Oh yha, the bed is mine."

"Where am I going to sleep?"

"Don't know, don't care. You could sleep on the ground where dogs belong," Andrea stated in a helpful voice. She started to back up, away from Ravin. So she would have a head start when Shadow answered his question.

"Your comebacks would have better effect, if I knew what a dog was."

"A dog?" Andrea started to laugh nervously, "It is a fury creature of past; it varied in size, color, intelligence, and looks: one of my favorite creatures. Why do you ask," more nervous laughing.

"Roooaaarrr." (It was also used to insult someone on his or her intelligence and looks.) Mauve\Shadow said (roared) in evil tones. Some of Andrea was rubbing off on him.

"Shadow you traitor. See if I let you go shopping with me!" Andrea screamed as she made a mad dash for the door.

However, unfortunately for Andrea, the bed sprang out of nowhere causing her to trip and fall on the bed. Ravin took this moment, being the merciless person that he is, to pin her to the bed. However the fight\wrestling match was by no ways over. Andrea used her secret wiggling defense to get out of Ravin's pin. However, Ravin is an experienced warrior. He started to tickle the girl, which as he was informed by Mauve was a weakness of the girl's. Andrea knowing that Mauve couldn't be trusted and Ravin was heartless concerning battles was prepared. She twisted her entire body in one smooth, graceful turn breaking away from Ravin. Ravin countered attacked by quickly rolling over to close the distant that separated them.

The match ended with the sheets of the bed in disarray and a breathless Andrea pinned under an exhausted Ravin. Andrea's cheeks were flushed from the "heated" exercise (a\n- get your minds out of the gutter, I get claustrophobic with so many people around me^_^'.) Andrea stared into Ravin's hooded eyes. She never knew that she good lose herself in someone's gaze, that loneliness, time, hurt, and shadow could all melt away like an ice cube on hot summer pavement. She felt her heart beat faster as she lost herself in his dark eyes. Eyes the color of darkness. She wondered what in his life could cause him to hate zoids so much. She felt a sorrow arouse within her, a kind that she had never felt before, at the thought of the coming spring. She felt her lips curve into a smile as she realized that Ravin was still on top of her, apparently she wasn't the only lost in the moment.

Before Ravin could realize what was happening, he was staring down at Andrea. Her hair was spread out all around her. Some lose strands were floating above her head from the static charge they received from the fight in the sheets. A tendril of hair landed across her face, breaking the halo of hair. Ravin unconsciously pushed the hair away, without breaking the eye lock he had on her. Her face was glowing with excitement, and her eyes sparked with mischief. Ravin wondered what thoughts could be swirling around behind those remarkable dark eyes. A color that couldn't be named, a color, which only existed in the moment, yet held a timeless quality of worlds and universes. Those fearless eyes had looked the most renowned assassin in the eyes without trepidation when telling him why she had dyed his hair and painted his organoid. Ravin knew that those eyes would never lackluster from dullness. Her eyes where always a storm with thinking, scheming, and planning, which was one of the reasons she attracted Ravin. A slow smile flashed across her face. It was one of the few smiles he had seen on her that was not forced and was totally for him, not Shadow. She looked so devilish with the red halo around her smiling face that Ravin could not help but smile. He could feel the laughter rumble in her, he was so close to her. He could smell the subtle smell of the Vanilla Lace lotion that she wore rise up and encompass him like storm clouds. He realized that he could never let anything dire to happen to the girl. That without her, he would resort back to the dark existence of hatred.

She wished this moment could last forever. Ravin was so warm. She could feel herself lean into Ravin. NO, this cannot be happening again. I won't let it! I can't stand to see anyone else hurt her mind screamed as she realized what was happening. She couldn't make herself vulnerable for any reason. She just couldn't let it happen again. She pulled her head back just in time.

"Get off my bed, Ravin."

"What?" said a voice not fully comprehending what had just happened. Everything had been perfect. Apparently Andrea didn't feel the same way.

"I said get off my bed, you are getting it all dirty."

Ravin reluctantly got up and scowled at Andrea. Ravin thought she had played him; she had shown him that she could get him to do whatever she wanted. Ravin cursed his stupidity. She had felt nothing: she just wanted to lord herself over him. Show him that she was the superior of the two. She just used him to get what she wanted. Now that he was so obviously attainable, she didn't want him.

Shadow looked from his master to Andrea, sadly as one of Andrea's flaws reared its ugly head. She had never wanted to show any weakness, or wanted to be exposed to hurt. These flaws had made it hard for her to make friends; she never wanted to open up enough. She didn't even truly trust her closest friends with all her secrets. Her reservations often created a barrier between her and people wanting to get closer to her. She just didn't understand. Probably in her mind, she was doing the best thing for Ravin. She was trying to keep him away from the game of the TWO. However, judging from the look on Ravin's face, she had played directly in to PHIONA's feathers.

"Rgggghhh." (She is just afraid.) Shadow growled to his master, trying to calm him down.

"Her afraid. Of what?" he barked.

"Rooaaarrr-ggghrrrrrg-arrrrggghhhh." (Of falling in love. The last time she did her world blew up in her face. In her mind if she falls in love again, something bad will happen. She thinks love is highly over acclaimed and doesn't believe in it. She has lots of hang up like that. Just try to understand, this world is new to her. Even after your parents died, it was still the same world with the same people and places, and you had me. Not so with Andrea, everything died and changed. All she had is you and I.)

Ravin looked longingly at the girl as she scurried about the room getting ready to partake of the excellent bathroom. True to what Shadow had said, if she was distressed she didn't show it. Ravin only sighed as she scuttled into her sanctuary of steam and bubbles. Ravin turned to the bed only to find a purple zebra guarding the bed. Mauve shook his head, tauntingly.

"Rgggorrrr." (Mistress said to guard the bed from nasty little birds. To bad you don't have an organoid to protect your wishes.)

"I did have one once, but it was stolen from me," Ravin said as he sat down on the couch to untie his boots. Arrrrggghhhh I hate that girl Ravin's mind screamed. Mauve\Shadow cocked his head to one side innocently as if saying 'What are you so upset about'. Ravin threw his boot at Mauve's head, which he knew wouldn't hurt the organoid too much.

CLUNK

The boot bounced harmlessly off Mauve's thick head.

"You had better not be harassing 'my' organoid," came a voice from the bathroom.

"Rggghhh?" (?)

"Nevermore," quoth the Ravin.

Andrea stirred the bubbles around in her full bath revealing a clear circle of water. She stared deep into the water looking at her image. An ivory face with dark eyes stared back at her. She searched her image hoping to find something new, herself. The water seemed to wave with laughter at her foolish game, at her. Reckless eyes stared back at her, conforming her worst fears. She had only once seen eyes as reckless as hers. Phiona's, the Pheniox Queen, eyes: Phiona was the most slipshod being. She broke people's lives without care and after the damage had been done she retreated to her cocoon of power. Andrea did not want to be like that. She longed sadly beyond her bathroom door. The image broke. Small circles spread out seeking the ends of the tube, and then more centers of ripples joined the first, as if trying to deny what the water portrayed. For water does not lie.

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Andrea looked down horror-struck at the thought of putting her old cloths back on again. She cracked open the bathroom door allowing great pillows of steam chase freedom in the larger room.

"Mauve, Mauve come here," Andrea hissed as she craned her head around the door. Obediently, Mauve jumped off the bed to follow the beckoning call of his Mistress Pro-Temp. "Is Ravin asleep?"

Mauve nodded his head in a reply to her answer.

"Good, now bring me on the thick robes in the closet, quietly."

"Rggghhhhgggga." (No need to worry about waking Ravin, he took some sleeping pills.) Mauve rggghhhhgggga'ed on his way to the closet. He brought it back, dropped it by the bathroom door, and patiently sat on his hunches in front of the door, like he was awaiting orders.

"Now go wait in the closet, you perve of an organoid."

"Rrraagggg." Mauve roared downtrodden as he trodden off to the closet.

After a while, the entry to the bathroom opened up to reveal a fully dressed…robed girl. Great billows of steam gathered about the entrance creating cumulous nimbus clouds all around her. She walked out into the room to find a sleeping Ravin stretched out on the couch fast asleep. A giggle floated up from her steamy body (a\n-Andrea likes her baths really hot as in the water). Poor Ravin was too lanky for the medium sized couch. Even with his head propped up on the sofa's arm, his legs still hung off the other end of the couch.

No, not now. Not with victory within arms reach. Don't get soft. Nooooo. Andrea sighed; Ravin just didn't look comfortable on the couch. Nooooooo!

"Mauve, help me drag Ravin over to the bed," groaned Andrea. She was just too weak. She had been so close yet so far. It wasn't fair. She pushed back the covers of the bed as Mauve dragged a floppy (a\n- now there's a word you don't see everyday to describe Ravin, I could have used lifeless or flaccid, but I liked floppy-hehehe) Ravin onto the bed. Andrea smiled. She had never seen Raven so…droopy. An evil smile crossed her face; after all she could never be totally nice. And she did buy a camera with Ravin's money.

"This is such a Kodak moment," Andrea whispered to Mauve as she scampered across the room looking for her "props". A mischievous laughter escaped from Andrea at the thought of the blackmail she could get out of it.

"Rgggghhh?" (What are you doing? -.-') Shadow sweat dropped at the insane girl pouring out vodka and other alcoholic beverage bottles and grabbing a bunch of cigars. She placed one cigar in Ravin's mouth and placed the vodka bottle under Ravin's hand. She strode the other empty bottled on the bed and floor.

Flash…. Flash…. Flash

Andrea clicked the camera has fast as she could. After about the first five pictures, Mauve leaped off the bed, leaving a passed out Ravin on the bed. After using up a roll of film, Andrea rummaged thru her bags to find some clean clothes to wear.

"I shall call these pictures- Hangover: the wrath of grapes. Well, I thought that we could check out the nightlife was well as get MY film developed," Andrea blushed to a questioning Mauve. "Well I would ask Ravin if he wanted to join us, but if he slept thru all that, then I guess I know the answer."

Mauve didn't want Andrea to go out. She just might forget about Ravin with all those "smooth" guys at the bars and what not. She did look pretty all dressed up in clean cloths. He wished he hadn't given Ravin those sleeping pills. She was the worst kind of girl to let lose among those types of guys. She didn't think too much of her looks and was used to fighting with Ravin all the time. Her circuits might overload with the talk the guys shoveled out. Yet, she is not a stupid girl thought Mauve comfortingly. At least I can come along with her to keep trouble away from her.

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Andrea picked her way thru the bar. The sight of the drunken asinine garbage that littered the floor of the bar disgusted the girl. Andrea, herself, didn't drink but the bar was the only place open. She had seen enough drunks to cure her of the want of alcohol of any kind. She walked over to the bar with little trouble. One guy had tried to make a pass on her, but she quickly remedied his aliment with a little purple pill launching his way down the fool's throat. Another drunk had tried his luck, but she cured his problem too. She said something to the effect of 'If you don't leave me alone, I will pull all of your appendages off staring with your smallest one'. Apparently the guy didn't think it was too funny, because he left. The bar tender decided he liked the girl, so he also kept the trash from getting on her nerves the best he could as she drank her drink (non-alcoholic).

Andrea turned her head as she heard the bar roar with laughter as some guy stumble in. He clearly didn't belong here. It was pitiful. Two other people followed him in; they "fit" into the atmosphere better than the first. Andrea smiled as the first said all the wrong remarks and made all the wrong moves on all the wrong people. His two friends hung back and let him make a fool out of himself. Finally he made it over to the bar and sat next to her. She turned to get a good look at him. He was medium height with a red line on the left side of his chin, brown eyes, and brown hair done up strange. At least Ravin's hair looks normal thought Andrea. Well he might be amusing.

"I see you have set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in front of strangers," she said to the strange guy.

"Oh?"

"I'm Andrea. I see you haven't been in bars much," she stated as she sipped her drink. She raised her eyes above the rim of her glass, while the boy was no Ravin on the intellectual level, yet there was something she liked about him.

"How could you tell?" asked the amazed boy.

"You just don't have that certain "gena sa quiov," (a\n- my French is spelled phonetically seeing as I am in Spanish.) she replied while swirling her drink and looking at it. "I don't drink much myself, but I had friends who used to. I would go along with them to keep an eye on them once they got drunk. And they always would." She stole a glance at the boy and his friends. One had a strange eye patch and the other was a girl with her hair done up differently. Mauve growled from his resting spot underneath her stool.

"Oh, I see you have an organoid," said the boy enthusiastically. He jumped off his stool to inspect Mauve. "He looks kinda weird, is anything wrong with him?" At this remark Mauve could contain himself no more and tried to bit the boy.

"Mauve," Andrea scolded the organoid. "No there is nothing wrong with him," she replied indignantly to the boy.

"I apologize for my friend. He can get carried away at time, especially dealing with zoids. By the way, I am Moonbay and the guy with the eye patch is Irvine."

"Charmed I am sure," she replied. "May I inquire as to the boy who is molesting my organoid is?"

"Sure," said the one-labeled Irvine.

After a brief silence, she forced the question, "And who is the boy molesting my organoid?"

"Van," the Irvine barked.

"Perhaps, Van, you should leave Mauve alone. He is not to friendly among strangers," said Andrea worriedly as Mauve was getting irritated at the strange boy poking him.

"Van have some manners," yelled the one named Moonbay.

Van reluctantly got up on his stool. "Who are you here with?"

"A guy named Raymond," she said stumbling over the name. Luckily, no one noticed except for maybe the one named Irvine. She had finished her drink and was getting up to take leave of the group.

"Perhaps you and your friend would like to join us and our other friend for dinner tomorrow night?" asked the intrigued Irvine. Something about the organoid wasn't quite right. Where had he seen it before?

"That's a great idea Irvine," sad Moonbay enthusiastically, "and before dinner you, your friend, I, and maybe Fiona can go shopping for clothes. I am getting tired of wearing this same outfit day after day."

At the mention of shopping Andrea's ears perked up, "I would love to go shopping with you, but I don't know about Raymond," she said worriedly.

"He's not acquainted with the art of shopping."

"gggrrrrr."

A giggle escaped from Andrea at Mauve's remark. Realizing that Moonbay and the others didn't understand him, she translated "Mauve says that if Raymond values his wallet, he will acquaint himself with the art quickly enough."

Moonbay raised her eyebrow at this comment.

"You see, I guess you could say I get distracted easily by," Andrea said cunningly, "shiny objects?"

Moonbay and Irvine laughed at the statement; Van, however, looked as lost as ever.

"I had better let you ladies take leave to plan your afternoon," said a smug Irvine. Aside to Andrea, "Keep her away for a while, so I can hide MY wallet."

She ran her fingers under his chin, "K' ", she said seductively, "Bartender," in louder tones, "leave my account with Irvine and Van here."

Her and Moonbay walked out planning their excursion.

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Ravin collapsed on the bed. It was a very wise decision he had made to accompany Andrea on her little "outing" with Moonbay. I swear she could bring to Republic out of its depression, if she had the money to. He had never carried so many bags in his entire life. Apparently Mauve hadn't either, as the organoid trumped back into the room. Mauve had been Moonbay's while Ravin was Andrea's. Poor Mauve thought Ravin. Moonbay had dragged him everywhere (a\n- And I mean everywhere). At least Mauve was already pink and purple. Andrea had been somewhat better, only dragging him into a lingerie store once. Ravin had never been so embarrassed before. There he was, Zi greatest assassin, standing in a girls' lingerie store. He had been sure not to look at anything or anyone. It just wasn't right for him to be there.

"Andrea are you done yet?" asked a perturbed Ravin. "You are so slow, I swear. We are going to be late."

The door creaked open. A fuming (an just not from her hot bath) girl with stilted eyes appeared. She held a steaming curling iron in her right hand and a blow dryer in her left.

"Now Ravin, do you really want to make a girl with a bad attitude mad at you while holding a blow dryer and a hot curling iron?"

"Just remember Violence is not a solution," Ravin said smugly while dodging an object whirling past his head.

"No, but it is an answer."

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A complete Andrea finally stepped out of the bathroom. She had curled the top layer of her hair loosely, leaving the bottom straight. It was different, yet, pretty effect. She wore a midnight green shirt with lose cuffs, black flare pants, and black high heeled boots. She had had trouble finding boots with long enough heels for her pants. She had dragged Moonbay all over the town looking for pants short enough and heels tall enough. It seems that people are still making pants with six-foot beauties in mind, she thought. She used dark brown eye shadow with black mascara, which made her eyes look browner. She was pleased with herself. After seeing all the pretty girls in town and on the magazine covers, she took extra special care for her looks tonight. She hoped Ravin liked what she picked out. She looked so different from the girl who just threw anything that fit and was somewhat comfortable. It is a good thing that I wore heels so much, or I might trip over myself.

"Umph. Really Ravin I wasn't THAT long," she said to a sleeping Ravin on the couch. "So Mauve how do I look?"

"Grrrr." (^_~)

"If I could be any zoid in the world," Andrea said in mock stupidity, pretending to be on one of those cheesy dating shows, "it would be a Liger, because I like it rrrrougggggghhh."

"If you are done putting the moves on MY organoid," said a not-so-asleep Ravin.

"You forget he is my organoid for the time being," she said walking proudly to the door, "isn't that right, my amethyst?"

However as Andrea was at her pinnacle of condescending air, she tripped over one of her packages, sending her flying into Ravin. Ravin turned around in time to try to catch Andrea. He caught her just as she was about to fall flat on her face; however, Ravin forgot to factor in her momentum into the problem. Which resulted in sending them both crashing to the ground.

"Haven't we met before?"

"I can't think when or where."

"Perhaps, I confusing you with someone else. After all, this is a very common stopping ground."

"I couldn't think of a better place to stop."

"You seem so familiar, like someone out of a dream."

They stood, or rather laid, looking at one another for a while after they finished their game. Unbenosted to the both of them in the shadows of the corner, a crafty organoid sat smiling at himself. Andrea isn't the only one who knows how to work a camera.

They finally made it to the diner party. Andrea had been irritated that Ravin paid more attention to Phiona at first, but then she forgot about him while she talked to Van and Irvine.

Boy, this boy is dense. It seems a good thing that Van sticks with his instincts, it seems that thinking only confuses the dear boy. Wait; forget what mini Van of there is saying. Is Ravin putting the moves on that crack whore Fiona? Rgggg. Amnesia my butt. I had been asleep for twice as long as she had and I remember everything. She is such a fake blonde! I can't believe Ravin goes for that kind of girl. What, is Van saying something important?

Andrea dragged herself out of her world. Van was sitting next to her talking about his accomplishments as a Zoids pilot and his misadventures. She managed to smile at some of them. Then the smile dropped. Van had made the mistake of talking about Ravin to the girl. He boasted on how he defeated the warrior numerous times. Ravin hadn't told Andrea any of this. Why? How dare he hurt Ravin. Rgggg. What? He destroyed Ravin's first zoid. Just because Ravin has some anger management problems. He went on to talk about how easily he defeated the Genosaurer.

Well, I am not going to take this anymore. Andrea stood up and slugged Van as hard as she could.

"Well it looks like 'Mr. Hero' has a glass jaw," shouted Andrea. "Come on Ravin, we are leaving. By the way Van, I am surprised that no one else fell asleep during your stories, because that's what happens when people listen to fairy tales!"

Andrea dragged Ravin back up to their hotel room. "I can't believe that Van saying he beat you sooo easily," fumed Andrea to Ravin. "I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about him."

Ravin smiled as Andrea angrily stalked the room. He hadn't seen her so mad, since …ever. Suddenly by the window she stopped, looked out, and became still. Ravin walked over to stand by her and see what she saw. The stars and mists.

"Aren't the stars beautiful tonight," asked Ravin not looking at the stars.

"Yes, they are. So cold and distant, looking down on us, watching our petty lives. To them we are nothing but a blink of the eye. The ironic thing is," Andrea turned her head to Ravin, "that some of them are already dead."

Ravin gave her a quizzical stare.

"Yes, they are so far away that the light is just now reaching Zi. Long after they are dead, their light still shines. I am sure there is some good moral in this, but I am content to leave it unlearned."

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Author's Note: Well I didn't make this chapter too mushy and icky. But you can go ahead and say that it's all romanticy and all. So I don't have to try and write another chapter like this. What can I say? I am just not a romantic. But you should say that I am.

Part Two of this chapter will better explain the title, but it was just getting to long. I have noticed that my chapters are steadily getting longer. Newayz, I was reading through some emails I had written and noticed that I actually used the word 'yall'. *Hangs her head in self-disgust* God, I pray, that you don't let my friends find my work or I will never live this down. By the way, I think the next chapters will be more serious and have more in the way of plot. But I am just not a serious person, so don't expect much.

Factoid- Tsk Tsk. Having to tell the people to say your story is romantic. The fact that you consider it stupid and garbage just proves my point of your being frigid as the iceberg that sank the Titanic. It is just plain pathetic.

Fire fox- What? Has someone been looking in the mirror again?

Factoid- Andrea you are just plain mean! I am never going to speak to you again.

Fire fox- So you promise. You made that promise to me hundreds of time this year alone! And way to go. Some of the people may not have figured out my name was Andrea and you just go and blow my cover! Besides who decided to start him Christy?

Factoid- That's beside the point.

Fire fox- No it isn't. And who scored below 20 on Cosmo's flirting test? Apparently I am not the only frigid one here.

Factoid- Hey, I am proud of my "frigidness". Besides that magazine is garbage. I couldn't belive you. Reading those articles out loud in the bus. I mean we where surrounded by guys!

Fire fox- Oh, come on. Christy hardly counts as a guy: I am not sure he counts as a rock. And W? I'm sure he enjoyed it. You read the articles, NEwayz.

Factoid- I have to admit some of them were funny. Especially the one about the "bad case of bounce."

Author Notes. I don't know why I put this in my story. I just did. It gives you some indication of my character. I guess. Well if my friend finds this as she threatens to do, she will know its me. Most of the aforementioned conversation actually happened. So plz read and review.