Responding to Reviewers:

Crystal Tears: Thanks.

Wyvern's Darkness: Don't worry; Zelos is going to get a good bashing very soon... And yes there will be a fluffy Sheloyd ending.

Mizu: I'm writing as fast as I can

Lloyd (Irving) Aurion: You can't give Sheena and Lloyd a respite last chapter, because of what's going to in this chapter. Sorry if it seems weird. And I never had and never will have any intention of going to…Colloyd, or Shelos, I never did understand Shelos, I mean Sheena HATES Zelos. Wait, how do you know where I am? Which character told you? WAS IT ZELOS?

Zelda's Fox 38: Spoofs, the required ingredient for humor. The rabbit is one of my favorite characters, after Tim of course.

Saiko Ninja: 6 reviews!? Wow! I'll answer each. I tried to make each character how they act, but sometimes it doesn't work. The shampoo thing was a wild-card idea. I'm sure you could write humor, you just need to bash Zelos a bit. He didn't want to wake her up because of last time; the end of the review is funny, spoof of MasterCard. FF VI is my 2nd favorite Final Fantasy, after IV. Zelos wasn't kissing Raine out of the blue, he heard the words "my chosen one" so he figured it meant him, and Colette…well I can't really explain her. The figure is someone everyone knows, and either hates completely, or is one of their favorite characters. It was a pineapple because that's what Sheena likes to cook with, and thanks for all the reviews!

Bane: Now to the more humorous part of the story, appearance of Regal.

Anti: Why are we so mean to certain characters?

GM: Because we are using the humor known as "Funny-ouch". Where we have characters get hurt or almost get hurt, for the sake of humor.

Regal: Why me?

GM: Because you are the most boring character in the game who only plays the indirect purpose of having Presea join.

Minion: Okay Regal, time to go.

Anti: Disclaimer: Green Magi does not own Tales of Sympthonia or Namco. Or the words: Ecky- ecky- ecky- ecky- pikang- zoop- boing- goodem- zoo- owli- zhiv'

Bane: Enjoy the chapter, humor in the form of Spoofs are coming.

GM: Ignore Bane; he has to be the craziest character I ever thought up.

Bane: I resent that.

Anti: Now on to the story.

Flanoir General Store; the Tale of Regal

Regal was trying to buy a cookbook; unfortunately, the store had been closed for a special occasion. So he was forced to search the streets for a cookbook, and suffice to say, it wasn't going well. He spotted an open market, and walked toward it.

"You there, old lady, do you happen to carry, cookbooks." He asked the old lady who was minding the stand like a statue.

"…." Was her reply.

"I'm looking for a cookbook, one that has some native recipes; do you know where I could find some?" He asked her again.

"…." She again replied.

"I assure you I'm a Master Chef; I just want to see if there are any unique recipes of this region." He tried to get a response out of her, with her still being Miss Statue.

"…", Was her answer.

"Fine then, if you could move…" Regal asked her, and she finally responded.

"There are no cookbooks here, now I suggest you leave." Was her cold reply as an angry mob chased out a colony of swallows. "You heard me, now go!"

"I am going to stay here until you move." Regal wasn't President of the Lorenzo Company for nothing, he took a few business chances, and won.

"So be it," was her frosty reply, as they stood opposite of each other, neither going to move….

Meanwhile

Genis wasn't exactly getting better; it seemed that his condition was preserved. He was still pink, so he looked like a mini Zelos with shorter hair. Zelos had left before Raine could say (or do) anything. Raine herself was checking through all the books she had to find a way to cure Genis' hair, there was no way possible that her brother was going to look, in any way, like Zelos. Presea was carving a figurine of Noishe; it was like a stress-reliever for her.

"Profess…Raine, do you think Genis will be alright…. I mean, return to maximum health before our Rehairds are fixed?" Presea rushed the last part to cover up for the first, she couldn't sound emotional. If she did, then she would have to talk normal all the time, instead of her usual monotone voice.

"WHO DARE DISTURB MY SLUMBER!?" Raine looked crazy, quoting from dragons from a distant past. She really wanted to leave Flanoir, even being around frozen water freaked her out.

"Raine, you were not sleeping," Presea stated the oh so obvious. "But sleep is necessary for good health; you have not slept for… 20 hours, 13 minutes, 87 seconds, 23 milliseconds, and 2.879654 nanoseconds. Any second now you should…" she didn't get a chance to finish because Raine suddenly collapsed to the floor from sleep deprivation.

Now Presea had to face one of the most difficult questions ever to be questioned by a 12 year old pink haired girl, should she put Raine in the girls room to sleep, or let her stay here. Decisions, decisions; she decided, in her uninfinite wisdom, to put her in the girls room. This seemed like a good choice, except for the fact that she had closed the door to the center room, and had left the all important key inside.

"Now what do I do? I could break down the door, but then I could be arrested… Or I could wait for Genis to get up, and open the door". The second choice seemed safer, but riskier. If Raine awakened before Genis… No Presea, don't think like that, everything will be fine… or turn into a disaster… I'll just wait here outside the door then. But what if people stared? Wait, when have I started caring what people thought of me? And to save my readers the boredom, let's just say the rest of her thoughts were like this, as we move on back to Regal.

Back to the Tale of Regal

Regal and the old lady had not moved during the entire time. It was the staring contest of the century, neither blinking nor backing down, not even while a dog started playing the saxophone behind Regal. Then came the Master of Disaster himself, Zelos Wilder. He still had a limp, but had found something to cover his eye up with, so he looked like a pirate with no wooden leg.

"Hey Reeg, how are you doing" Zelos asked his companion, who wouldn't look at him, but spoke all the same.

"I'm trying to buy a cookbook, now, would you mind leaving?" Regal asked him in a tone that was on the verge of impatience. As soon as he said this, he regretted it, now Zelos was just going to stay and make things worse, in this case, much much worse.

"Well my old chum, I believe I could help you out here." Zelos turned to the old lady, causing her to…blink. "Dear, would you mind moving for my friend here, maybe you don't recognize me but I'm…" Before Zelos could continue, the old lady slapped him.

"HOW DARE YOU! CALLING ME A DEER!" She had obviously misunderstood, well, it was only half her fault, Zelos should have said 'my dear'.

"That's it, move now or Regal and I shall say, Ecky- ecky- ecky- ecky- pikang- zoop- boing- goodem- zoo- owli- zhiv!" He told her threateningly, not noticing that Regal was honorable, and would never say those words to a lady.

"NEVER! I WILL NEVER MOVE!" The old lady was in an idiom now, nothing was going to move her. "DO YOUR WORST!"

"Ecky- ecky- ecky- ecky- pikang- zoop- boing- goodem- zoo- owli- zhiv" Zelos said it again, and the lady flinched, not much, but still flinched, so he tried it again. "Ecky- ecky- ecky- ecky- pikang- zoop- boing- goodem- zoo- owli- zhiv" Regal couldn't take it anymore, he had to do something, no matter how annoying the old lady was, no one deserved this. "Ecky- ecky- ecky- ecky- pikang- zoop- boing- goodem- zoo- owli- zhiv" Zelos said it again.

"Zelos, please stop saying…" he was trying to remain calm, but he lost it, unfortunately for him. "ECKY-ECKY-ECKY-ECKY-PIKANG-ZOOP-BOING-GOODEM-ZOO-OWLI-ZHIV!!!" The mob of villagers was just passing through then, as luck would have it.

"You there, stop saying…those words to that old woman." The random villager from before demanded.

"Well, I, um…" Regal was at a loss for words, but as he saw Zelos trying to escape again, he spoke again. "It was HIS idea" he knew that he would get in trouble as well, but at least Zelos did too.

"Here we only have one punishment for saying those words…" Here the villager took a dramatic pause, "We spin the Wheel of Judgment and whosoever it lands upon decides thy punishment." And with that, they brought forth the Wheel and had the strongest of the mob spin it.

Colette and Noishe

"Blah blah blah, blah blah blah." That was what it seemed to the Wonder Chef that Colette was saying, he saw her mouth open and shut, and open and shut, but all he heard was 'blah'. Will she ever SHUT UP? How can anyone ever remain sane listening to this? I'm already running late…

"And that is why you should be polite to everyone, okay?" Colette finished her boring lecture. "Now what was that recipe that you were trying to tell me?" she asked him politely, trying to make a point.

"The recipe…" The Wonder Chef had been taken from his thoughts of what could happen because he was late, to see that she was finally done. "The recipe of…ESCAPE" With that, he raised the Almighty Cooking Fork, and was teleported to Cooking Isle.

"We'll meet again chef, just you wait…" Colette said to herself, causing a few people to stare. Noticing this, she decided to keep all threatening thoughts to herself. She decided to leave the Church, she had been there for a very long time, and that might make the others worry about her. As she was stepping out, a familiar figure came to meet her.

"Bark! Bark!" Noishe couldn't tell her in human, never bothered to learn it. The translation is Colette, I found Sheena and Lloyd, follow me!

"What's that Noishe? Old man Bob is trapped in a well?" Colette asked, so far off the real message that I cannot fully express the impatience of Noishe.

"Whine, Bark!" Noishe tried again, tugging on her dress softly. The translation this time is: That is so off that I cannot express my impatience, we have to save Lloyd and Sheena!

"OH, you either want to play fetch, or you know where Lloyd and Sheena are!" Colette was hit by a sudden bolt of knowledge, which only happens maybe, once in the entire game.

"Whine, bark, wooolf" Noishe barked out sarcastically, he had been saying that from the beginning, and it took her forever to figure it out. Translation: No, I'd much rather play fetch with you than save Lloyd and Sheena.

"Ok, then." Colette no longer had the shock from the bolt of knowledge, so she was back to that annoying, overly optimistic girl that we all know. "Let's go!" And so, what should have happened in the third chapter was happening now.

At the site were Sheena and Lloyd were

Colette had ridden Noishe most of the way, it was faster than walking, and she didn't want to fly in the hail that had just started an hour or so ago. She spotted a murder of swallows flying ahead of her, toward the place where Noishe was taking her.

With her angelic powers of eyesight, she saw two figures far ahead of her, and one had twin swords. She knew it was them, who else wore two swords? "Faster Noishe, I can see them!" She asked the Protozoan, who, for once, obeyed her. As they got closer, she saw one of the figures fall, and the other get swamped by the swallows. They were close enough that Colette got off Noishe, who could get there faster without her weight.

"HOWL!!!!!!!" Noishe cried as heraced toward the fallen warrior and ninja.

GM: This took a long time, not because of its length, but because I have a big test tomorrow and I'm trying to study.

Bane: I told you there would be spoofs.

Anti: Not very many…

GM: So in your review, wish me good luck, or I'll send an army of Dark Elves.

Anti: Don't listen to him, stress has taken over his mind.

Bane: Well, listen to the part about reviewing.