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Chapter Four: In Which Lucca Does Some Spring Cleaning While Our Warriors Do Some Rescuing

Morning found Lucca already awake and preparing her escape. There was only one window in her tower room and it was a long way down. Lucca shuddered, but set about trying to invent something that would get her safely to firm ground. Then she would go make sure Crono hadn't died out in the wild overnight.

Feeling it was a bit cliché and that she could have come up with better, Lucca began tying the bed sheets together. By the time she had pulled the fourth sheet from the bed, she was starting to feel confused. And by the time she had linked nine sheets and one thick comforter together, she had a sense of the surreal.

"Is it really that cold here? Oh, my God--poor Crono!" Lucca muttered, still fervently knotting the ends together. (Little did she know that having ample bedding was a Hyrulian tradition from at least three years ago, when Zelda realized she had accidentally ordered 100 blankets instead of 10. But hey, everyone makes mistakes!)

Soon she had a good fifteen sheets and blankets tied together and when she lowered them down from the tower, she figured she could just jump the last four feet to the ground. Suddenly someone began to knock on the door. Lucca pulled the sheets up and shoved a huge, ornate wardrobe in front of the door. Clouds of dust floated up, making her cough loudly.

"Lucca? Are you okay?!" Cried Link, valiantly trying to open the door.

"Fine, fine..." Lucca coughed.

"What are you doing in there?"

"Why...nothing. Nothing at all. You just woke me up actually," Lucca responded innocently, hoping Link was half deaf and hadn't heard the noise of the wardrobe scooting across the floor.

"It sounds like you're moving furniture in there..." So much for that idea. Lucca sighed.

"What furniture?"

"Um...well, I can't be exactly sure, but it sounded a lot like the antique wardrobe in there was just pushed from the far corner of the room to in front of this door."

Lucca cursed silently. "Oh, that furniture!" She called gaily.

"Yeah...."

"I was just doing some spring cleaning!" Lucca yelled from underneath the bed where she was rapidly attaching her chain of bedding.

"Oh, right. Spring cleaning," Link said dismissively. "Say, how 'bout some breakfast?"

"Oh...um...maybe later."

"I've got some right here...I'll bring it in."

"No!" Lucca called, jumping out from under the bed and checking to see if her escape "rope" was secure. "I...um...that is...well, gee, Link-don't you know you should never move furniture on a full stomach?"

"Uh...I haven't heard that one before..."

"Really?" Lucca laughed, sounding slightly panicky. "I thought everyone knew that."

"Well..."

Lucca was hit with sudden inspiration. "Say Link!"

"Yeah?"

"That story you were telling me last night was absolutely incredible!"

"You really think so?!"

"Sure...your...bravery and stunning...um, courage... (A/N: oh, Lucca...a little repetitive, ne?) Why, if I hadn't been so tired last night, I'm sure I would have wanted to hear the story over and over again." She swung one leg out the window.

"Wow..." Link said and then added quickly, "well, ahem, I guess my deeds are quite impressive! Y'know...I don't believe I ever finished that story!"

Lucca rolled her eyes, but called sweetly, "well, how about you do that now? It will make my...spring cleaning go faster!"

On the other side of the door, Link was nearly jumping for joy. After all, no one ever asked to hear his stories. He had always had to force the privilege on them. He got so choked up, it took him a while to finished clearing his throat. And by that time, Lucca was gone.

***

She slid down the sheets, pleased to realized that they would hold, but then realized what had looked like four feet from the window was closer to six or seven feet. Lucca closed her eyes and did some rapid calculations.

"Okay, given that the wind speed is roughly 10 mph and I weigh about 120 pounds and the distance between me and the ground is...oh, seven feet...then..."

After a moment or two, Lucca decided if she flung herself outwards, away from the castle wall and managed to land on her feet, she would only have a sprained ankle. That was, she soon became convinced, the best choice. And also, it was all she had.

Her eyes still tightly closed, she swung out from the castle wall, released the sheets at precisely the right second, screamed and fell on to something that made a loud "omf!" noise. She could feel herself and the something else rolling down a hill. And when she opened her eyes, she could see the blue sky and the green grass...blue and green, blue and green...

At the bottom of the hill, Lucca attempted to stand, but found that she was covered in...grass?! It appeared to be in some kind of rope form and Lucca was thoroughly tangled in it. There was a slight coughing noise and Lucca turned her head, only to find herself staring directly into two large green eyes.

"AAAAAAH!"

"LUCCA!!"

"...Crono? Oh, my God! You just about gave me a heart attack!"

"Haha, I knew I'd save you," Crono laughed. "Didn't I tell you, Glenn? Didn't I?!"

"Mmph," Glenn muttered sourly.

"Oh, Glenn! I didn't know you were here too," Lucca said brightly.

He scowled. "Thy foolish friend hath nearly killed us all!"

"Don't be silly! We're HEROES, Glenn! We saved Lucca!" Crono cried excitedly.

"Um...one small question, Crono: now that you've saved me, why are we all tied up in a rope made out of grass?"

"This is my amazing 'Saving Lucca: Plan A' rope," Crono explained. "Glenn helpedith meith..."

"GAH! Why art thou so frustrating?!"

"Um...right..." Lucca muttered and quickly ripped the rope apart. "Well," she said, standing up and dusting herself off, "that was relatively easy. How long have you two been tangled up like that?"

For once, both warriors were silent. They stared at the ground silently, then at the sky and then everywhere but at Lucca. She decided to let it go.

"Well guys, let's go home!"

A/N: *gasp!* But, what about Marle?! Are they just going to leave her there? And what about Magus and Ganondorf's dark and scary plan? Will they have time to start that?? IS THIS THE END OF OUR TIME IN HYRULE?! lol, well...probably not...but I just thought my ending was such a sucky cliffhanger, that I'd better make sure to snag everyone's attention...anyway. Find out next time on: WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE: A CronoCat original!!!! ^_^