Jimmy downed a bottle of carbonated goodness as he admired the cleverness of his own plan. Now he was ready to make good use of his ability to create dream sequences. He wasn't very good at it yet, but the program he download off the crossover exchange, Windreamer, made all the special effects for him. In two hours, he created a dream more psychedelic and mind-altering than every ending from the Final Fantasy universes combined.

Magus looked around him. He stood on a black cloud in the sky. Thunder and lightning crashed all around him, and no sun broke the darkness. As far as he could seem, the landscape was nothing but black clouds giving off a faint eerie red glow. Magus knew this must be paradise.

From out of the heavens descend an angel. This was no wimpy cherub that appeared when someone cast a Life spell; this was an archangel. The marvelous creature came down from on high and hovered before the dark wizard.

Magus gazed in awe at the winged beauty in front of him. She was beautiful. Shimmering violet hair crowned her head, and spectacles of sterling silver and glass sat before her inquisitive brown eyes. Moving down, she was adorned in a glowing ball gown of the purest white that revealed just enough of her creamy white skin. To top it off, she was held aloft by two regal silver-white wings that outshone even the dress.

"Lucca?" asked Magus.

"Yes," thundered in the angel in Lucca's voice. "But I am no longer just Lucca. I am the final boss of this universe! Join forces with me, and shall the rule the stars together!"

Magus nearly danced a merry jig before he realized how ridiculous he would look. "I accept."

Lucca the archangel smiled. "Now," she beckoned to him with a finger, "let me give you your reward."

Magus sat straight up in bed. He just had the strangest dream. About bright lights and Lucca... Looking across the room, Magus saw the real Lucca was already up at this hour, mixing chemicals and constructing some device out of wire and duct tape.

"Lucca," Magus inquired sleepily, "can you create an antidote for mind-altering drugs?"

"Yes," answered the perplexed scientist. "Why?"

"I need the strongest dose you can mix. Quickly."

Jimmy laughed maniacally. Messing with peoples' minds directly was just as much fun as being subtle. Anyway, he decided to set back and see what developed today.

After breakfast, Marle and Nu were stuck doing the dishes. Marle rinsed off the dishes as she began thinking out loud about Crono.

"I like him, and I think he likes me, but what am I supposed to do now?" Marle sighed as she put another plate away.

Nu decided it would be a good idea in this situation to give some of his brilliant advice, to create the illusion that he cared. "Hmm. Perhaps you should try to seduce him."

"Well... Why not? That sounds like fun. Do you have any ideas for doing that?"

"In fact, I do. But first, you need to sign this."

Nu held up a paper that said "Disclaimer" at the top. The paper actually said that the signer of the contract pledged themselves to serve in the Knights of Nu. Marle didn't really care about all that legal mumbo-jumbo and signed at the bottom.

"Now, if you can get some other people to help me, I can begin the plan."

Crono sat in the living room, polishing the Rainbow sword. Suddenly, Lucca rushed into the living room. "Crono! Your card! Someone broke into your closet!" Crono took the sword in hand and dashed up the stairs toward his room. Within seconds, he burst into his room to find his closet door open. Crono opened the door to find a note in the closet.

"Dear Crono, I have your precious Kiwala card. If you ever want to see it again, meet me in the empty storage room."

Lucca stood in front of Crono. "What if it's a trap?" Crono stepped around Lucca, and replied even if it was a trap, he had no choice. With a killer glint in his eyes, he set off toward the storage room.

Crono opened the door to the storage room. There, in the storage room, stood Marle, holding the beautiful last edition Kiwala card. Crono edged in slowly, not believing what he saw.

"Why?"

Marle giggled. "Oh, Crono. You want the card back?" She hesitated. This plan Nu made just felt wrong. Crono nodded his head, and she decided to go all the way.

"Well, come get it!" Marle pulled the seat of her pants back a bit, and dropped the card in. Crono's eyes opened wider than she'd ever seen them. "Well," she turned her back to him and patted her rear. "Come get it!"

What was he to do? He wanted the card back. Marle meant business. Crono wanted to remain a gentleman, but that was no longer an option. He knew what he had to do.

Crono lifted the Rainbow sword into the air. This was it. He took aim.

The sword came down in a blur. Marle closed her eyes, and she felt the rush of wind as the blade streaked by her face. The sword came down past her torso, and with deadly accuracy, severed the seat of Marle's pants. The detached cloth fell to the ground, and the card with it. Crono grabbed the first edition Kiwala card, then looked up at Marle.

Marle looked over her shoulder at her rear end. The seat of her pants was missing completely, revealing her bright blue panties. She tried to cover that up, but the rest of pants, with the seam having been severed, fell to the ground as well. She stood looking down at Crono, half-naked and feeling quite embarrassed.

Crono blushed red as Marle. He got to his feet, and he asked Marle if she was okay.

"Well, you nearly scared me to death, and now my pants are ripped to shreds, but otherwise I'm fine." Well, this certainly wasn't going according to plan, but she decided to continue seducing him. ""What do you think of my panties?"

Crono blushed even redder, and said they're very nice. He said that maybe he should go up to their room and grab Marle another pair of pants.

"Okay," giggled Marle. Crono turned to open the door out of the storage room, but it was locked from the outside. He wondered out loud what in the world was going on.

The Nu laughed silently as he fixed the door to the storage to only open from the outside. His rulership was no assured. Marle was already bent to his will, and Crono was soon to follow. If he could get rid of that cat, he would be home free to rally the Knights of Nu.

Lucca and Magus walked up to the storage room. "So, why did you cooperate with the Nu's plan again?" asked Magus skeptically.

"It was actually Marle's request," said Lucca, defending herself. "I don't think it's going to hurt anybody, even though that maniac Nu planned it. Besides, I think Crono and Marle make a cute couple."

Magus smiled. "Playing matchmaker?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Kids." Magus looked at Lucca. Why not play along? "Okay, I'll match you up with someone."

Magus began his reasoning. Lucca would want someone very intelligent. That automatically ruled most of the people he knew. After a bit of reasoning, he narrowed the choices down to the housemates.

"Well?" asked Lucca.

"I'm still thinking. Glenn?" Glenn, for his faults, was polite: too polite and chivalrous for Lucca, who would get bored wth him. "No."

"Crono, possibly?" The two were already close, perhaps best friends, but they have shown no interest in each other. Crono was already latched onto Marle as well. "No, not Crono."

Magus thought a moment. What about himself? The two of them got along well enough. And he had to admit Lucca was cute, with her shiny purple hair, fair skin, cute little... What was he thinking? He shouldn't be taking this so seriously. "I suppose I'm your best match."

Lucca took a deep breath. She couldn't let herself like him, because that was... wrong. Somehow. Probably. Well, this was just a game, so why not play along?

"You think so?" Lucca put her arm around the wizard. "Well, I guess we need to get to know each other a little better."

Magus wrapped an arm aroud Lucca. "That's a good idea, my precious."

Lucca pointed upstairs. "I think we could use some 'alone time'."

Just then Schala walked into the room. "Does anyone know where I could find..." Schala stopped and stared at her little brother and Lucca with their arms wrapped around each other.

Magus and Lucca got out of their embrace and stared at Schala, feeling quite foolish. "It's not what it looks like," began Lucca.

"Okay. If you say so Lucca." Schala smiled. "You two can go have all the 'alone time' you want."

"We were just kidding," said Magus.

Schala shook her head. "Do not worry, no one else is going to hear a word about this."

Back in the storage room, Crono was getting ready to crack under Marle's advances. She was starting to fell a little strange about teasing Crono so much, but still she had to get him to realize what he had. As she stood in front or Crono, she felt a little chill in the air. Looking up, she saw an air conditioning unit now turned on to full power. Within a minute, the temperature dropped about ten degress. She was through being sexy, she wanted to be warm.

"Crono? Can I have your tunic?" she asked sweetly.

Crono pointed out that then he'd have nothing to wear, and he would be cold.

"Well, that's just not fair. You have that nice tunic to keep you warm, and I'm freezing in my underwear."

Crono told Marle that she could sit by him and he'd keep her warm. The princess sat down hip-to-hip with Crono, and he decided that maybe being trabbed in here wasn't so bad after all.

Back in 1000 A.D., Crono's Mom decided to check on Crono. She pressed a button on her refrigerator, and the communication screen with Jimmy came on.

"Oh, Entity, I was just worried about Crono. How is he doing?"

"He's alone with Marle and she's got her pants off."

"Oh. Well... Talk to you later."

Crono's Mom looked at the calender. She flipped nine monthes ahead, then circled the date. She was going to love being a grandmother.

At supper, it became evident that a few people were missing. "Where are Crono and Marle?" asked Robo. "I have not seen them since breakfast."

"Well, maybe they wanted a little 'alone time," said Schala, looking at Lucca.

"They are perfectly fine," said Nu. "They somehow got locked in the storage room. I think one of us should go check on them."

Robo undid the lock on the door, and the storage room swung open. Sting on the ground were Crono and Marle. Marle clung to Crono for warmth, her skimpy underwear and sleeveless shirt helping none. Crono clung to Marle as well, but for recreation purposes instead of practical.

"Hello," said Robo. "How did this happen?"

Crono and Marle explained the whole story to Robo. "That is interesting. You may wish to go get dressed, Marle. Everyone is worried about you."

Minutes later, Crono, Marle, and Robo walked into the living room. They were greeted by people saying how glad they were everyone was okay. After a few intense games of checkers, everyone decided to call it a night.

Jimmy sat back in his chair with a bottle of soda in hand. Ahh, this was great. Tonight, he was ready to watch the ratings soar.

Crono plopped down on his bed. He watched as Marle walked in from her hall after her shower. Marle, ready for a nice warm bed as well, climb into her own bed.

Magus and Lucca walked into their bedroom, and Lucca spread out across her bed. "Ahh, this bed feels great."

Magus sat down on Lucca's bed with her. "It looks like we finally have our 'alone time', Lucca."

Lucca pulled the covers over her. "You want both of us to be tired for the challenge tomorrow?"

Magus stood up. "Good point." He hovered over to his own bed. "Goodnight."

Jimmy looked over everyone. They were all sound asleep. Good. The challenge tomorrow was going to be the biggest yet. Oh yes, it would rock. Jimmy downed another bottle of soda pop as he prepared to set up the challenge.