It's time for chapter 3! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I'm sorry if this isn't as funny as the other chapters.

It is said that all good things must come to an end-even vacations in Altamira. Lloyd and friends somewhat reluctantly packed their belongings and checked out of the hotel. Finding themselves on the road again, the little group made their way toward....well, they weren't entirely sure.

"Lloyd, I'm beginning to suspect you don't actually know the way to Meltokio," Sheena commented.

"Nonsense. I know this is the right way," Lloyd assured her.

"Then why are we in the middle of a snow field?"

"Um...it's winter now?"

"Nice try, blockhead. Let's turn these Rheiards around and go the right way this time."

"Let me navigate!" Zelos insisted.

"Why you?" Genis demanded. "I doubt your sense of direction is any better than Lloyd's."

"Because, pipsqueak, I LIVE there. Don't you think I'd know where it is?"

"There's a lot of stuff I think you don't know." Genis stuck out his tongue.

"Grrr...if we weren't flying 100 feet above ground, I'd smack you, twerp!"

Genis decided to employ an age-old trick to get Zelos to stop bothering him. "Waaah. Raaaiine! He's being mean to me!" He pretended he was going to cry.

"That's enough out of both of you!" Raine snapped. Clearly, she was still irritated about what happened the night before (although she did not follow through with her promise to separate Zelos from his....manly apparatus.) Genis and Zelos quickly shut their mouths. Raine was not the kind of person either of them wished to argue with, especially at this altitude.

After a few minutes of flying in silence, Regal spoke. "It's getting late, and we're obviously not going to make it to Meltokio before tonight. We should find a place to stay."

"It's also starting to snow," Presea observed. "If we don't find shelter soon, our vision will be obscured."

"We're near Flanoir anyway. We should stay at the inn there," Sheena agreed. As the group approached the city, the snow began to fall so heavily they were forced to land and travel the last mile or so on foot. When the city gates were in sight, they started to run. By the time they arrived at the inn, it was becoming difficult to see more than a few feet in front of their faces. Lloyd was first through the door, followed by his seven freezing, wet companions.

"We need two rooms," he told the receptionist, gasping for breath.

"I'm sorry, sir," she said. "Due to the snowstorm, we're packed tonight. We only have one room left."

Lloyd looked at his companions. "I guess we'll either have to share or sleep out in the snow." To nobody's surprise, not one person chose the snow.

Five minutes later....

"I must be in heaven," Zelos sighed. "Sharing a room with these sweet hunnies."

"It's more like hell for me," Sheena grumbled. "I can't even change out of these wet clothes because the King of Perverts is watching."

"You could always change in the bathroom," Raine pointed out, gesturing toward the bathroom door. She had apparently done just that, because the others noticed for the first time that she was wearing flannel pajamas.

"Aw, I liked the nightgown you wore in Altamira so much better," Zelos grinned lecherously.

"I wouldn't wear anything less than this since I'm stuck in here with you. Besides, it's cold!"

"If any of you ladies get cold, you could always snuggle with me," Zelos offered.

"You try and you'll find yourself lying in a bloody heap outside," Sheena threatened.

"Sheena, why would you do that? That's not very nice!" Colette said, coming out of the bathroom in a long nightgown.

"You missed the rest of the conversation," Sheena replied.

"But still, why would you do that?" Colette continued, still confused.

"Just forget it."

When everyone had changed, Lloyd began rooting around in his bags. "What are we going to eat?"

"There's no stove in this room," Genis said. "It looks like it's going to be sandwiches. So, what kind do you want?"

"Peanut butter and jelly!" Lloyd yelled.

"No, peanut butter and banana!"

"Presea, that's gross!"

"How about tuna?" Colette suggested.

"We don't have any tuna," Genis informed her.

"Ham!" cried Raine.

"Turkey!" Sheena called.

"I want egg salad," said Regal.

"Sandwiches are boring!" Zelos whined.

Genis looked furious at this point. "Since you can't agree on what to eat, you can make it yourselves!"

By the time eight people had made their own different sandwiches, the food supply was noticeably lighter. "We should have eaten at the inn's restaurant," Lloyd muttered. "So, there are four beds. Who's going to share with who?"

"I'll sleep outside before I sleep with Zelos," Sheena informed the others. Raine and Presea nodded in agreement, while Colette just looked confused. Genis snickered.

"Well, I won't share with a little twerp who probably still wets the bed," Zelos snapped, glaring at Genis.

"I do not!" Genis shouted.

"Quiet, Genis. Do you want to wake up the people in the next room?" Raine reprimanded her brother.

"Lloyd will do that anyway with his snoring," Genis said.

"Well, you thrash and kick!" Lloyd retorted.

"Raine talks in her sleep," Sheena added.

"Oh, no!" Lloyd wailed. "She'll probably lecture us on ruins all night!" SMACK! Raine bopped him over the head.

"I do not lecture in my sleep!" she insisted.

"I remember once you were jabbering in some ancient language in your sleep," Genis told his sister. "Then there was the time you woke up screaming at me not to make fun of your cooking."

"But she does that when we're awake, too," Colette observed. After several more minutes of arguing, they somehow managed to work out the sleeping arrangements-Lloyd would share with Genis (despite their complaints about each other), Sheena with Presea, Raine with Colette, and Regal had a bed to himself because Zelos refused to share a bed with another man and declared he would sleep on the couch.

"So, now what do we do?" Lloyd asked. "It's too early to go to sleep."

Zelos grinned. "We could play Truth or Dare."

Raine raised an eyebrow at his suggestion. "Aren't you getting a bit old for that?"

"Aw, come on, Professor. You never get too old to make people do stupid, humiliating things," Lloyd urged.

"I'm surprised you want to play that game after what happened last time," Genis remarked. "Although I shouldn't be, considering the way your memory is."

Lloyd flashed back to the last time they played Truth or Dare. The image of himself running around the lobby of Ozette's inn in his underwear clucking like a chicken made Lloyd realize why this was a bad idea. "Um, she's right, actually. Let's not play that game."

"What's the matter? Don't want to give an encore performance of your chicken routine?" Genis smirked.

"Shut it, Genis."

"Let's play I spy!" Colette chirped. Nobody really felt like doing it, but there wasn't much else to do. "I spy something pink!"

"Presea's hair," Sheena muttered in a bored tone.

"How did you guess so fast? It's your turn now." Colette's eyes were wide.

"Just lucky. I spy something with polka dots."

"A ladybug?" Lloyd guessed.

"Why would there be a ladybug in here?" Presea gave Lloyd a questioning look.

"Maybe it's cold, too." The others rolled their eyes.

"Genis's socks?" Colette suggested.

"Colette, my socks are white."

"Oh. I guess those are stains, then."

"It's that painting on the wall, isn't it?" Zelos guessed.

"Right," Sheena said, obviously still bored.

"I spy something that clucks."

"Dammit, Zelos, can't you let that go?" Lloyd balled his hands into fists.

"Lloyd, violence doesn't solve anything," Regal cautioned.

"Can't you children play a simple game without fighting?" Raine complained. "I'm going to sit in that chair and read."

For a few minutes, nobody said anything. Eventually the silence became too much for Genis. The sight of Raine absorbed in her book, oblivious to everything going on in the room, was too much tempting. He crept behind his sister's chair, reached out, and poked her arm.

"What, Genis?"

"I didn't say anything," he said innocently.

"No, but you poked me."

"No, I didn't!"

Raine ignored him and went back to reading. Genis gave her a moment to refocus on her book, then he poked her harder.

"Genis, what is it? I'm trying to read."

"I didn't do anything!"

"Yes, you did!" Raine went back to her book with an irritated face. This was becoming entertaining. Genis thwacked her side with his index and middle fingers

"Genis, for the last time, WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

"Nothing." He waited for a few more moments, then began poking Raine mercilessly.

Raine glared at her brother furiously. "Genis, how many times have I told you not to bother me while I'm reading?" Her voice was calm and threatening, like a mother who was about to start yelling at her naughty children. Then, she whacked him over the head with her book.

"Ow...it had to be one of the thick ones, too...." Genis murmured, holding his head.

Zelos, meanwhile, seemed to be searching the room without any luck. "Looking for something?" Regal asked him.

"I'm trying to figure out how to order room service," he replied, testing what looked like a button on the wall but turned out only to be a knothole in the wood panelling.

"Room service?" Lloyd scratched his head. "What's that?"

"You backwater hick! You don't know what room service is?"

"Room service is when you have the hotel staff bring things to your room, like food," Regal explained. "I don't think small inns like this one offer room service."

"You mean I have to walk all the way downstairs to get a drink? What's this world coming to?"

"You should try prison life, Zelos. You'd learn pretty quickly to do without."

"You're spoiled," Sheena added."

"I guess there's no spa, then, either?"

"Nope. That's a pity, though. I enjoyed the one at the hotel in Altamira."

"Why would anybody want to go to a spa?" Genis asked. "It's just boring girly stuff like getting your nails done."

"I like getting my nails done!" Colette held up her pink polished fingers. "Aren't they pretty? My toenails match, too."

"I could use another massage," Raine added.

"I'm always willing to give you one, baby."

"I already told you 'no.' Do I have to beat the idea into your thick head?" Raine waved her staff threateningly. "You're not a professional anyway. You don't know what you're doing."

"He's a professional idiot, if that counts," grinned Sheena.

"You wound me, my dears. But speaking of that spa, they give excellent facials."

"You got a facial? HA HA! What kind of man are you?" Genis taunted.

"For your information, twerp, my hunnies love a man with smooth skin."

Their conversation was interrupted by screaming. Lloyd had apparently been trying to roast marshmallows in the fireplace, and his sleeve was now on fire. He ran around the room frantically, waving his arms screaming, "I'm on fire! Put it out! Put it out!"

"Flailing your arms will just make it worse," Raine advised.

"Immersion in water will douse the flames," Presea stated simply in her usual, almost mechanical way.

Lloyd ran into the bathroom. The others watched as he plunged his arm into the toilet and let out a relieved sigh. Sheena shook her head. "Didn't he realize he could have used the sink?"

Colette was busy eating the toasted marshmallows. "Isn't it nice and warm in here?"

"Yes it is, my sweet angel," Zelos replied. "If any of you hunnies get too hot, you can always take off those heavy pajamas and..."

"Sheena, are you thinking what I am?" Raine asked, interrupting Zelos's perverted train of thought.

"Indeed. Are you ready?"

"DOUBLE BITCH-SLAP!" the two angry women yelled, slapping Zelos's face at the same time.

Genis snickered. "I think Raine and Sheena learned a new unison attack."

"My poor, beautiful face!" Zelos wailed, sticking his head out the window to let the snow cool his stinging cheeks. He wondered what those crazy girls would do if they found out their panties had been disappearing pair by pair. He grinned and shoved his hand in his pocket.