A/N: I know you've all been waiting for this chapter, well, at least I think so. I dedicate this chapter to all the fans of fire, and especially to CrimsonFire, who has been begging me for this particular happening to occur. Hmmm, Fans of Fire, has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? N E Wayz, on with the chap.

Disclaimer: A weary Pablo/Cecil drags himself to his front doorstep with his hands. Clutched inside one hand is the deed to Escaflowne. He pushes a smile upon his face. The door opens, seemingly welcoming him home. He gives a sigh of relief; he hadn't figured out how he was going to get inside. Suddenly, CrimsonFire rushes out of his own home and takes the deed. "Yoinck." She says. Lights burst overhead. It's the owners of Escaflowne's helicopter. "HAND OVER THE DEED, CRIMSONFIRE, AND WE'LL GIVE YOU A DATE WITH DALLET!" They yell down to her. CrimsonFire, drooling at the very prospect, hands over the deed. "THANK YOU!" The owners reply. Pablo/Cecil whimpers. He had gone to so much trouble to get it, and now it was lost, yet again.

Chapter 24: Little Girl

Where we last left the Dragonslayers… Guimel had a hard time leaving the fields, because he had to hug every sheep on the way back into the swamp, he didn't want the will-o-wisp to get lost without him…(Yes, I do know That w-o-w can not get lost, but Guimel does NOT know that…)

And the rest of the Dragonslayers…Dilandau was not enjoying watching his slayers waddle like little teddy bears through the abysmal swamp. They looked so darn cute, and he was supposed to be the cute one… (By the way, I'd like to clarify this… What is happening is that earlier, Dilandau's unit had gotten stuck in some muck, and even with the little wombats helping him pull, he could not save it, which included the new state of the art Flamethrower. Now he was stuck watching these cute rodents toddle through goo…)

"Ok, that's it!" Dilandau yelled at the wombats, promptly making Viole fall over. "Now let's get moving or I'll burn all of you! Even without my flamethrower! BURN!!! BURN!!! BURN!!!"

Author/Pablo/Cecil is about to intervene…

"YOU BACK OFF TOO!!! JUST BACK OFF, BACK OFF!!!" Dilandau yells, as he pulls out a flamethrower and swishes it around in the air.

Author/Pablo/Cecil cringes back, remembering what happened to the deed in the earlier chapter.

Dilandau ticks head. "That's better. Oh, NO!!! Another Slayer got lost! First Guimel, and now Dallet! Losing Guimel was not too big a loss, him always begging me not to burn the sheep in every town we pass, but Dallet, that's an entirely different matter!

As soon as our ever wanting-to-burn-things pyro started to yell at everyone, Dallet decided that it may be best to find his own better body, before Dilandau decided that wombats might look better with burnt fur. Our little wombat, who seemed to be holding a picture of FireLord in one paw, turned to his right. Within 30 seconds, or 67 paws (it's the wombat way of measuring distance…) Dallet-wombat exited the murky swamp. (Dallet was intend on finding FireLord, and he seemed to have this innate sense of the direction he needed to go to find her…)

"Look mommy! It's a dog!" A little girl said, yanking her mother's arm. She let go, ran over to the wombat, and picked him up. "It's so cute!" (Yeah, yeah, CrimsonFire, I know you would say the exact same thing…) "May I keep it?"

Meanwhile Dallet was thinking the following order: "A dog? A dog!? How dare she think I'm a dog! Then he thought: "I have a bad feeling where these questions and sentences are leading… Uh-oh…

That was his last thought before his air was cut off from being squeezed too much by the little girl. (You do that a lot, don't you, CrimsonFire?) "Let's take it home!" The girl begged her mom. The mother, having had a hard day, agreed.

"Yeah, your brother might like this as a birthday present." The mother said, ungripping the girl's hands around Dallet's throat, so he could breathe.

"AIR!!!" Dallet was so happy to be able to breathe again… "Where are we going?"

The little girl just held him like a baby as they went to the little girl's home…

A/N: There you go, Chapter 24... So close, eh, CrimsonFire… I'm sure you were sure that Dallet was returning in this chapter… Maybe the next one… Maybe… Hey, CrimsonFire, I'm also certain that you were imagining you as the little girl… Probably, I'm right… Well, hope you can wait for chapter 25... JA!