OK, OK, I'm sorry. I forgot to put this in earlier. INFO on Katrinolas coming right up…

A bat flew up to the 152763rd floor; it had heard something.

A voice came from inside. "Nobody knows the trouble I've seen, nobody knows my sorrow…"

Then the voice got bored, and started on in a low voice, "There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza, there's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, there's a hole." Her voice switched higher. "Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry, then fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it." Lower. "With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, dear Liza, with what shall I fix it, dear Liza, with what?"

Then, Jandalf forgot the words, but continued on with the same tune, except…

"Watermelon, watermelon, watermelon, watermelon…"

Then she lost it. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!"

Mikumon, having tie-dyed her 152763rd shirt, wondered what was taking Jandalf so very long. So she went up to look.

Hours later, Jandalf sat dazedly on the floor when there was a knock at the door.

"I'd answer it," she called, "but it's locked."

"Oh," said Mikumon, "so that's what took you. Don't you have your staff with you?"

"Oh. Yeah." Then she sighed heavily at the irony of it all ("Minions of Xendor.") , and vanished with a sound that sounded awfully like 152763 people saying Poof.

And she reappeared downstairs, in one of the vats of dye.

Splash!

Mikumon came down in a poof as well and saw Jandalf ruefully climbing out of a vat. She was completely orange.

"Great," she declared. "What a day. Can't find batteries, then I get locked in with batteries, then I go crazy, then I go orangy. Gotta work on magically locating good objects that are SOLID to land on. By all Xendor's minions."

Mikumon, deciding Jandalf had finally cracked, tried to wring as much of the dye out of Jandalf's cape as possible, not wanting to waste any.

Then, Jandalf and Mikumon died.

Oops. Uhh…wait…(processing…processing…) *ding* Ahh, there we go. They didn't die as in perish, they were only covered in coloration stuff…

(^^) (^^) (^^) (^^) (^^) WAHOOOOO!!!!!!!!! YODA CLONES!!!!

Ahem.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………Pretty pretty dots! Dotty dotties!!

Attention: the narrator has officially gone wacko. The thought of an entire world of dead-but-not-quite people has somehow wormed into the narrator's brain, wreaking absolute havoc. More later, after we go to Jik Skunkhead for the weather.

Ahemhemhemm.

I'm BAAAAAACK!!!

Those pills take effect real quick, don't they?

Wait……walls……closing in……can't take it……YAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. *staticstatic*

(^^):

Mmmhmmhmmhmmm. No narrator have you, so substituting I am.

Yes, Yoda it is. Mmmhmmhmmmhmmmm!!!

Now. Back to the story we will go. Yes, mmm…

So. In the tower Mikumon and Jandalf were. Very orange Jandalf was, yes.

Stood up straight, Jandalf did. "Wait a minute. Yoda?"

Burhurrhurrhurrhurrhurr!!!!!

"What the heck do you think you're doing?!"

Narrating I am! Fun this is. Do things like this on Dagobah, you cannot.

"Huh?" Left in the dust Mikumon was by my garbled speech. Mmmhmmhmmm!!

"Yoda?"

Yes?

"I'm sure you like trying out your narration skills, but…well…I'll put it this way: they're limited."

Bur! Have appreciation for my attempts, you do not.

"That's not what I was trying to say-"

No! No try. Do, or do not.

"SHUT UP!" both wizards yelled. Hi, it's your old narrator, kicking in again. The walls have expanded and I'm back to my normal hysterical self.

Yoda: No, nooo. Having fun I was. (pouts)

Go away, you green big-eared tree stump.

Suddenly, Yoda disappeared with a noise something like 152763 people saying *ka-vamm*.

"Yes! I am successful." Jandalf lowered her orange staff.

"Where'd you ka-vamm him to?"

"Coruscant. I think."

Then, Jandalf remembered her mission. "I gotta go." *ka-vamm*

Mikumon shrugged and took out another white shirt.

Martha sneaked around the tree and pounced…on a yard gnome.

"Curses!" she screamed. "That gnome was just the size of that Bakkins girl. And now I'm out of small black hard low-fat cookies." She looked around despairingly, then left.

Lindo groaned. She had been acting like a yard gnome, hoping Stewart wouldn't notice her. Fortunately, Martha was quite blind from all that cookie smoke.

Chelsegorn dropped out of the tree happily. "That went well."

"Rrrrrrrrrrrrgggghhhhhh," threatened Lindo.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrgggghhhhhh, went Taffy's stomach.

"AAAAAAAHHHH!!!" yelled Chelsegorn as an arrow narrowly missed her head and thunked into the tree.

"Sorry," called an elf not far off, "I thought you were one of those evil minion people."

Lindo thought of having some fun and claiming that she was, except for the fact that the elf had some sharp-looking arrows. "No, we're mostly perfectly harmless."

"I want kibble," Taffy complained.

The elf walked up and pulled her arrow out of the tree.

Chelsegorn stared at her. "Hi."

"Hi," the elf responded curiously. "What are you guys doing in the Forest of Crazy Doom?"

"I own it," Chelsegorn said anxiously.

"Then you must be her Royal Doomed Highness Queen Chelsegorn."

"Uh...yup. You missed the 'Exaltedness' part, though."

"I'm Katrinolas, from Canyon With a Muddy Trickle."

"How do you shoot so good?" asked Chelsegorn.

"With a bow and arrow."

They all nodded wisely at this typical example of elf logic.

Katrinolas sighed. "I've been wandering in this forest ever since my group got killed off. Our cable at Canyon With a Muddy Trickle had been cut, so our ruler guy made a few of us look for the place where we get our cable from, since we don't have a phone line. We came across this really nice house, all painted black, and went in. This guy was flipping channels, so, a couple of us, caught up in revenge, duct-taped him to the wall. I took his remote as a souvenir, and we kept searching. Then, these two girls ambushed us a few weeks later. Turns out they were the Olson twins. Anyway, they managed to kill everyone except me with paintball guns that were actually shooting nail polish. I ran for my elfish life, of course."

"What happened to the remote?" asked Lindo.

"I must've dropped it somewhere," answered Katrinolas. "But it doesn't matter right now."

"Yes, it does," yelled Lindo and Chelsegorn simultaneously.

"Why?"

Lindo told her the whole story.

Many blah-blah-blahs later...

"Wow," she said thoughtfully. "It's probably a good thing for me that I dropped the remote."

"Uh-huh," said Lindo. "But anyway, we've got to get to the other side of the Forest of Crazy Doom as soon as possible. Jandalf might already be there."

"Wait," said Chelsegorn. "I've got a quicker way than walking."

"What is it?"

"Go-karts," she replied happily. "They're stored in the biggest tree in the Forest."

"Can you get them for us?" asked Lindo impatiently.

"Yup. Only I know the access code. Follow me."

YAAHHH!!!!!! This is so fun.