Disclaimer:

[You see a blinking message machine on a wooden table.]

Messsage Machine: *Beep!* *Beep!* New Message!

[Tori crawls out of bed to check what it is. She has been very tired lately, and cannot focus on sleeping if something is beeping in her ear.]

Tori: *pokes the button* I've got mail!

Message Machine: "Hello, my name is Cellie-chan and I am now sueing you for saying that you own 9/10ths of your soul. I, as of now, own 1/2. Ha! DOOOM!" *click*

Tori: O.O NOOOO! X.x *dies over unfinished fan fic*

[Then, magical Yuna comes and pokes Tori in the head with her finger of life.]

Tori: GASP! AIR!

FINALFANTASYISCOPYWRITESQUARESOFT/ENIXASOFFIFTEENMINUTESAGO!

TORIDOESNOTOWNTIDUS,AURON,MOOGLES,KIMAHRISBADBREATH,LULU,WAKKA,BLITZBALL,ZANARKAND,ANDOTHERTHINGSTHATARECOPYWRITEDBYTHESPIFFYCOMPANYTHATBRINGSUSTHEMAGICALBISHONEN. Arigatou Gasiamasta! *bow and wanders off*

Yuna: *wonders if she needs to be sent to the farplane and scurries off after her*

[End Disclaimer]

[Tori-Talks-To-You-And-Tells-You-Random-Things Time. Brought to you by Doughnuts! Wonderful Sugary Substances!]

Hi! If you need a translation for my long shpeil above, you'll have to rescue the missing 1/2 of my soul. A quest for all ye wonderful reveiwers! Supported by Sugar! Free Bags and the Translation to anyone who finds it! [Here souly-souly...C'mere girl!] Nehoo...Sorry to leave you all hanging on the last chapter.... I was kinda dead when I wrote it...o.o But, this one should be better...On to my comments about my lovely reveiws...!

Oh, and btw, I got the idea about my disclaimer from frodos girl. ^ ^ You ish spiftacular!

Aseku--Dude. Laven's a rock? HOW SPIFFY! *glomps the rock* That is way coolio. Thenkee for the comments! I feel so loved! *sniff sniff*

G. M. FFX--Aiiieeee! Ecchi! *boinks him with her whacky stick! Not another pervert!! ;_; And I don't intend on sending you sugar...O.O It might destroy the world....And stay away from my dress! *nother boink*

Virgo Dragon--Yeah, wasn't wacky stick the greatest? xD My own creation...

Cryptic Dragon--NO, you cannot take Tidus! My bishonen! *glomps Tidus' clone and Tidus*

Tidus: *begins to talk about himself*

Well...maybe for a bit...

Nehoo... be one with my fanfic!

[The thing that this whole txt file is actually ment for.]

Oh. My. God. Thus, I screamed.

Mary poked.

Tidus2 gaped.

Tidus danced.

David gaped.

Auron scoffed.

Lulu stared.

Wakka started ranting about 'machina'.

Yuna gasped.

Rikku suppressed the urge to take things apart.

And Kitty-man just sat there.

"Wait." I exclaimed, "This can't be happening, it's all a dream, yeah, that's right. Salt Lake couldn't become Zanarkand overnight!"

"Well, it sure looks like Zanarkand to me," Auron the now-sober told us, "I did have to look after the cry baby for ten years here."

Apparently Tidus wasn't paying attention and continued screaming: "I'm home! Zanarkand! Blitzball! HOME!" in a very annoying fashion.

"What's beyond me," Lulu began as she sent her Space Power to attack Wakka, "is why this has to be the Idiots home in the first place."

Mary nodded in agreement. She was always against the Tidus'. "You know Lulu, for a moogle hogging crazy lady, you're actually right for once. I mean, why does _he_ get all the good stuff and you guys in Spira get nul, ya?"

As Lulu tried to figured out whether this was a compliment or an insult, I took a moment to prove to them all that this couldn't be Zanarkand.

I walked towards the now Tidus' door that we just arrived thru and prayed that everything was still normal inside. My computer, my dead playstation, etc.

I decided I'd have to announce it to actually make it work. "Hey! Everyone! Spira people! Look! I can _prove_ this isn't Zanarkand! Watch!" I opened the door to reveal a very Zanarkand looking house. Dammit, why do these things never work out for me?

Fortunatly, I was too short for them to notice my insolent crys. Or they were too busy scoping out the spiftacular place.

All of a sudden a very familiar voice reaches my ears:

"Tooooori-chan....! Tooooooriii-chan!!"

Yes, very familiar indeed...I felt like I should scout out the voice, maybe it was someone I knew! How niftycool!

I broke from the group without them noticing. Very hard for people when Lulu and Mary are arguing/relating, Wakka's having a boob obbsession moment, Rikku and Chibi Tidus are flirting, Auron and David are talking about various types of caffeine, Tidus is giving Yuna the "grand tour" of his house, and Kitty-man is just obsolete. (Man, someone has to be voted of the island and quick or I might have a mental break down!)

And just guess who was walking up the, ahem, dock. Cellie-chan, my partner in cosplaying crime. Just another person to add to my over augmented cast of people.

I almost winced in discomfort. My head was already about to explode due to keeping track of everyone, and now another person has to show up. Auuuurgh....x.x

"Tori-chan! I found you!" She screeched and glomped me right that instant, "I can't believe we're in Zanarkand! Awesome, ne?"

"Cellie-chan!" I screeched in return. Another body. But a funny one! "Nee, is my brother with you? He said he'd be with you when I went to the convention..."

"Nah, I couldn't find him after Salt Lake went poof."

Hmm...interesting...why had Cellie come thru? Was there another portal somehwere? If there is I must find it cause I wanna go HOME!

[End the spiffy txt file]

[Yadda, yadda, and all that jazz]

Yeah, ok, that chapter really sucks. But, due to the circumstances, you, the reveiwers, getta vote someone off the boat! But, the following people have immunity:

Tidus, Yuna, Lulu, and Me

So, the following people you can freely push off the boat, but, I should warn you, two won't come back...:

Mary, Cellie, David, Tidus2, Auron, Kimahri, and Wakka. *hopes that her favorites don't go*

Anyway....um...well...review! Fweelaa! *gives everyone shiny foil*