Yep folks, this is a mini chapter. I've hit a slight Writer's block but I want to let you know the story is still alive.

Chapter 20 Stupid writer's block!!

Boots paced back and forth over a dirty cave floor, the walker getting nervous but grateful glances every now and then.

    The Earthbound ones were assembled in the chief's cave, warming themselves by the magical fire that was feeding on a few rocks and filling their normally hungry stomachs with fine, healthy meat. Normally they were lucky to catch a sick wolf that they all shared, a massive beast from the dangerous lair below them was a feast born from dreams.

    Flea had gone on a rant about the beasts being primitive since they didn't dissolve like monsters normally would when dying, but few of the humans were complaining about the fact.

    Ayla, Marle and Crono were on their way to save Melchior, the pre-historian lady getting too bored to stay in the End of Time a minute longer.

 '… It's a waste and shame to let humans have our meat, that's why we dissolve! Sheez! Prehistorian! And another thing…'

 'Shut up…' the Prince sighed, absentmindedly.

 'It's disrespectful! I get no respect either! Damn…'

 'You eat, ate humans,' the Pawn mildly pointed out.

    Was he listening to Flea?

 'It's just because you never evolved into the dissolving stadium,' the magician happily went on, 'besides, you're full of vitamins and stuff.'

 'I'll take your word for it.'

 'Why are you setting him off?' the Prince grunted.

 'It's better than to only have our youngster's worries to listen to.'

 'Good point.'

    Janus grunted.

 'Well, you know something is going to go the hell wrong!' he said, 'Dalton will get Schala somehow and most probably the boy too. It's meant to be, if not what else?'

 'Maybe you should keep away?' Flea said.

 'I can't she's counting on me. I couldn't anyway…'

 'I'd be careful. You've set off Dalton's interest, I bet he's itching to get you under fire.'

    Janus paced for a moment in silence.

 'I'll never get used to taking advice from you.'

 'Thank you, I try to make it stay like that!' Flea said with a cheeky smile.

 'The worst part is, I could take him out in fair battle, no question about that. We all could.'

 'But he never fights fair…' the Prince said.

 '… Because deep down he knows he'd loose,' the Pawn finished.

    Janus held back a growl.

 'Summary,' he darkly said, 'Dalton needs to bring Schala to the Mammon machine in the Ocean Palace, she needs to awake Lavos so that the boy gets sent through time, because this time loop needs to close.'

 'True.'

 'And Dalton always seems to win when he comes to get Schala.'

 'True.'

 'He gets his will through.'

 'True.'

 'Dammit.'

 'So true.'

 'Just great…'

 'There's no use in worrying,' the Prince stated in a voice reserved for direct orders, 'it'll just make you unfocused.'

 'But if you expect to get your pretty little ass behind bars again I bet it won't happen just since you believe it'll happen,' Flea briskly said and earned a few rolling eyes, 'it's the way the story goes.'

'Now I really don't want to take your advices…'

'Well, go me!'

    Janus grunted and headed for the exit.

 "Don't worry about me," he said over his shoulder, "I'll just go to meet Schala."

    The Earthbound ones nodded in silence, as they were rather thunderstruck with what the blue-haired man and his friends already had accomplished for them.