Disclaimer: I don't own Gameworks (I wish I did…). So don't sue me! (Gosh, why do you people always find some reason to try and sue me? *_*) Gameworks and all that horse manure belongs to Sega GameWorks L.L.C. Oh yeah, and I don't own Sailor Moon (the reference that Ayokae makes).

Part III~ Washu explains it all, and Salamo has an idea (Oh no, he has an idea!)

After Washu finished grinning evilly, she put her hands on her hips.

   "So, you want to know what's going on, huh?" she asked.

   "Yeah. That'd be nice." Ryoko said expectantly.

   "OK. I've been working on an alt-universe teleportation device. I call it, 'The Washu Washing Machine'!" Washu bent over laughing. She stopped when she realized that no one was laughing with her.

   "You people have no sense of humor. Anyways, the machine can go into an alternate universe, and bring something back with it. In this case, it was the Opposite Universe!" the genius explained.

   "Oh! That explains those pod thingies!" said Mihoshi.

   "It DOES?!" Everyone except Washu and Mihoshi asked, rather loudly.

   "Actually, Mihoshi is right… for once. I was still working the bugs out of it. None of this would have happened if SOMEBODY hadn't been messing around in MY lab!" Washu eyed Mihoshi.

   "It's not my fault! Tenchi wouldn't stop 'uhh'-ing!" the Galaxy Police detective whined.

Tenchi blushed, chuckled nervously, and rubbed the back of his neck. Ayeka frowned.

   "I think I understand now. But, Miss Washu, why would you build such a thing?" she asked.

Washu smiled evilly again.

  "Because I just love to torture you idiots!"

Tenchina leaned forward.

  "Weren't you going to introduce everybody?"

  "Oh, yeah. Umm, I'm Ryoko, that's Washu, that's Tenchi, over there's Mihoshi, and-" Ryoko started to introduce.

  "And I suppose the one with the blue Sailor Moon™ hair is Sasami, right?" Ayokae interrupted. He looked around.

  "Hey, where did she and Salamo run off to?" The prince put a silly grin on his face and chuckled.

  "STOP THINKING THAT, YOU!!! My sister would not do anything so… so…"

  "R rated?" Ayokae finished.

  "SHUT UP BEFORE I HURT YOU!"

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   "This is so neat! You can help me make dinner tonight!" Sasami said, dragging Salamo by the arm into the kitchen.

   "They actually make you cook and clean?" Salamo shuffled around the kitchen with his hands in his pockets. "Isn't there some child labor law against that or something?"

   "They don't make me do it, silly! It's actually kind of fun! But it can be sort of lonely at times." Sasami looked down. She perked right back up.

   "So! What would you like tonight?"

Salamo looked up, put the same silly grin that his brother had on, and then went back to normal as if to consider something and dismiss it.

   "Well, umm… how about we go out to eat?" The young prince suggested.

   "Great! Where do you think we should go?" Sasami asked.

   "How about GameWorks®?"

   "Okay! I think it's in the city, but let's go tell the others!" Sasami dragged Salamo into the living room. Ayeka and Ayokae were arguing about something.

   "Hey, everyone! Salamo here has suggested that we go to GameWorks tonight!" the yound princess announced.

   "GameWorks? Isn't that some kiddie video game rat trap?" Ryashi, (who had been silent for a while), asked.

   "It has games, but the one here has a bar and a karaoke lounge!" Mihoshi told him.

 Wassai looked up.

   "Video games? I just LOVE video games!" he shouted. Mihoshi looked amazed.

   "You do too? Awesome!" Mihoshi and Wassai skipped around like a couple of ten-year-olds while Washu thought up an evil plan. He, He, He! I think I can make something out of this! She thought. Everyone except the young royalty huddled up and whispered, looking back at them a couple times.

   "Okay! It's decided! We're goin' to GameWorks!" Mimasaki said.