A/N: Hurrah! First, I'd like to wish everyone HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! I have Chinese Food. BWAHAHA!-- It's cold. -.-;
It's 1:14AM, so it's a little late to be starting a chapter. Oh well, I wouldn't be able to sleep anyway: I'm hungry and I'm having chest pains.
Lloyd: From lack of food and sleep.
Genki: . . .::stare::
Lloyd: Hey, why are you looking at me like that?
Genki: .o.o. Can I call you. . .
Dad?
Lloyd: What the hell--
Genki:IdontownTalesofSymphoniaoranythingelseIdontown
Letsstart!! ::whispering to Lloyd:: I'll explain.
Lloyd: ?! 0.0
Banana Mana Mania
Chapter 4
"What's this?" The professor approached a large stone column, about to her waist height. She looked down to see dust collected on the top, and she took her hand to wipe it somewhat clean, but more important, able to read.
"It looks like instructions," Sheena said, looking over her shoulder. "I don't get it. I thought this was the temple!"
"Huh? What's it say?" Lloyd approached next. "To get into the Great Monkey Temple, you must spin in circles hopping on one foot, singing 'Pick-A-Little, Talk-A-Little.' What the hell is that?!"
"Ooh, I know!" Genis walked up to the front of the column, spinning around on one foot. Then he started to sing. Badly. "Pick-a-little, talk-a-little, pick-a-little, talk-a-little, cheep cheep cheep! Talk a lot, pick a little more! Pick-a-little, talk-a-little, pick-a-little, talk-a-little, cheep cheep cheep! Talk a lot, pick a little more! Pick-a-little, talk-a-little, pick-a-little, talk-a-little, cheep cheep cheep cheep cheep cheep cheep cheep--"
"OH HO, THE WELLS FARGO WAGON IS A COMIN'!!" a deep voice roared, causing Genis to slip and fall while the others stared into the wall. "I AM THE GREAT MONKEY!!" The stone wall had a face; a monkey face. "I've gotta say kid, not bad. You could use some singing lessons though."
"Sorry, but somebody had to do it. I bet only Raine is the only other one who knows the musical The Music Man, but I'd rather embarrass myself than have Raine kill somebody-- OW! Raine, do you always have to hit?"
"My singing isn't bad!"
"Oh, but on the contrary-- OWW!"
"So, you guys are here for the grand prize, right?"
"Grand prize?-- We're here for the Great Banana Rod!" Zelos shouted.
"That is the grand prize!"
"You make it sound like a gameshow," Regal grunted.
"Because it is! This is. . .
THE GREAT MONKEY TRIALS GAMESHOW!"
Out of no where, neon lights glowed, the column shifted into the ground, and the whole room turned into a stage.
"Today, our contestants are playing for the Great Banana Rod! The rod that will rid of all the monkeys causing mayhem out in the world! If all of you would enter the next room, we can get this started!"
"But you're stuck to the wall," Colette pointed out. "You can't move on."
"I can't, but some dude came in and took the job as the host."
"Oh, okay!"
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In the next room, there was a giant chalkboard and several chairs.
"I'm your host of the Great Monkey Trials, Eugene Philman!" A man in a black suit, monkey ears, and blue hair walked in.
"Blue hair-- it's you!!" Genis pointed a shaky finger. "Do you have a multiple personalities disorder?!"
"No. This is my new job! Now, go on, sit!" Cheezy gameshow music played as the group sat in the chairs.
"The first out of the three trials: DEADLY HANGMAN!!" Cheers came from no where as Eugene explained. "This," he said as he gestured towards the chalkboard, "is the chalkboard. Everyone knows how to play Hangman, correct?"
All of them nodded.
"Well, too freakin' bad, I'm explaining anyway!" Pulling out a piece of white chalk from his pocket, he continued. "I will make underscore marks on the board, representing the letter in each word." He did as so, making several marks on the chalkboard. "You must guess which letters go there! But every time you guess a letter that isn't there. . ." He drew the traditional cheezy gallows. "I will draw the body part of a little man to hang. A STICK FIGURE man! MWHAHAHA!"
"We already know these rules. May we please begin?" Presea interrupted.
"Fine, fine. But one last thing. . . if you lose, you get to be HANGED!" Several gallows popped up from the floor. "If you win, you move on. Now, let's begin! Sheena, you go first since you're in the first chair."
"Oh, uh. . . A?"
"Yes, yes." Eugene filled in some of the blanks, leaving the crew with the following puzzle:
--- ------ ------ a-- -- ------ -a-- -- ------ -a-a-a ----- a-- --- - -a-- ---.
"Regal, you're next."
"Oh, uh. . . E."
"Of course," Eugene grumbled.
--e ------ ----e- a-e -- --e--- -a-- -- -e---- -a-a-a ----- a-- --- - -a-e ---.
"I!" Genis shouted.
"You guys are cheating by using vowels first!"
"That's not cheating, you never said that was a rule."
"Damn you. . ." He filled in more blanks.
--e ----i- ----e- a-e -- --e--- -ai- -- -e---- -a-a-a ----- a-- --- I -a-e -i-.
"Y?. . . " Colette said shyly.
Eugene cursed under his breath.
--e ----i- ----ey a-e -y --e--y -ai- -- ye---- -a-a-a ----- a-- --- I -a-e -i-.
"Oh, J!" Lloyd cried out.
"BWAHAH! WRONG!" Eugene drew a head this time. "Now, here's a head! Hahah! Next victim!"
"How about S? Since that's not a vowel. . ." Zelos gave a smirk as Eugene started to glare and grumble inaudibly again.
--e s---i- ----ey a-e -y --e--y -ai- -- ye---- -a-a-a s---s a-- --- I -a-e -i-.
"O," Presea said. Saying nothing, Eugene again, filled in blanks.
--e s---i- -o--ey a-e -y --e--y -ai- o- ye--o- -a-a-a so--s a-- -o- I -a-e -i-.
"T," Raine questioned, and she couldn't help smiling as Eugene cursed loudly this time.
T-e st--i- -o--ey ate -y --etty -ai- o- ye--o- -a-a-a so--s a-- -o- I -ate -i-.
"Oh! I got it!" Raine smiled more. "The stupid monkey ate my pretty pair of yellow banana socks and now I hate him."
"GRRRRR!! NO WAY! HOW DID YOU?!--" Eugene stopped and cleared his throat. "Excellent job, but you won't be able to pass the next test. If you'll follow me. . ." The crazy blue haired man stormed out the door, followed by the rest.
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"This is. . . THE HISTORY QUIZ!!" Lights sparkled as three chairs lit. "I'll take three contestants, and three only to answer questions on a random topic!"
Raine went to a chair immediately with no arguement against her.
"Ooh, I'll go!" Before anyone could stop him, Lloyd ran to a chair and sat next to Raine, as her eyes buldged.
"Lloyd, what the he--"
"One last contestant!" Eugene summoned, and the other Sage sibling was told to go, seeing as he might have been the smartest next to Raine.
"You must get all five questions right!" A board in front appeared. Pulling out a laptop, the odd host controlled his power point. "The topic is. . ."
Letters appeared on the screen as everyone else's jaws dropped. "VIDEO GAMES!"
The next slide appeared as the question was read. "'What company originally created Pac Man? A) Atari. B) Nintendo. C) Namco. D) Sony.'?
"Anyone?"
Both Sages were startled. They hadn't a clue about video games! Lloyd piped up. "It's C!"
Doomed seemed to linger until Eugene let out a simple reply: "Lucky guess." Startlement now replaced the feeling of doom.
"But you won't get the next one!" The next slide came. "'Who was Mario named after? A) The producer of Donkey Kong. B) The singer. C) A friend of answer A. D) The italian landlord, Mario Segali.'?"
"D!" the human shouted, and Eugene glared at Lloyd.
"I thought you were dumb."
"I take that as an insult! And I'll take it the answer was right?"
No reply came except for the coming of the next question. "'What country was Tetris originally created in? A) Russia. B) America. C) Japan. D) The North Pole.'?"
"A!" Lloyd shouted. By this time, his companions were cheering for him, and he smiled. For once, he could shine in the light of education. Useless education, but it was still a great feeling.
"No freakin' way! Well, can you get this one? 'Which companies originally teamed up to make the Playstation, what happened, and who went on to actually create it? A) Sony and Nintendo, but Nintendo got kicked out and Atari and Sony teamed up. B) Sony itself, but then it couldn't do it alone and teamed up with Sega. C) Atari and Sega, but then Sega left and Atari and Nintendo teamed up. D) Sega and Nintendo, but then Nintendo no longer trusted Sega and ditched, and then Sega and Sony teamed up.' Hah, bet that one's too hard!"
"It's definitely D!" A silence hung over the room, until Eugene cursed, cueing the loud applause.
(A/N: If anyone knows if it was Sega or not, lemme know. I can't quite recall if it was Sega or not: I heard this months ago. n.n; But I do know that it was Nintendo that ditched and Sony replaced.)
"Okay, okay, so that's one's right. But, you'll never ever ever EVER get this one!" Eugene smiled as the last question came up. "Explain how Shigeru Miyamoto became a producer in Nintendo, and tell which game he created." An evil grin flashed across his face.
"That's not fair!" Genis pointed a shaky finger. "That's the most retarded quiz question--"
"Shigeru Miyamoto was originally hired by Nintendo as a staff artist in 1977 when he was 24, and he would design arcade game boxes and making the posters that went on the outside. At that time, Nintendo mostly selled trading cards. Three years later, in 1980, Hiroshi Yamauchi, the guy who ran Nintendo, wanted to create a video game, and went to Miyamoto about it. So, after a couple duds that went unmade for certain reasons, Miyamoto finally came up with the arcade game, Donkey Kong, which also started the "birth" of Mario. Is that you were looking for?" Everyone, including the host, stared at Lloyd, dumbstruck. "What? I know my Miyamoto-sama! He's like one of the greatest video game producers EVER! I mean, come on! He created Zelda, Donkey Kong and Mario, even the Metroids and Pikmin!"
"You wasted all your smarts on that?" the professor looked at Lloyd, stunned.
"Besides him, I knew everything else by watching a two hour special on the history of video games."
"Two hours?" Genis gave him a funny look.
"Yeah! It was amazingly educational. In fact, an E.T. game was made so bad, that the unsold copies were buried somewhere and sealed with cement! At least. . . I think."
"Gah! Stupid boy! But, fine, fine. We go on to the last trial. But be warned, it's the worst!" He guided the team into the last room, and their jaws dropped at the site.
A/N: Wow, it's the next night, er, morning. Let me explain something first:
The fact about the E.T games was going to be the original last question, but I couldn't remember if that was even true, and if it was, what company made the game. XD I did a report on Shigeru Miyamoto and did watch a two hour special, so the other facts about video games should be true.
Bwaha. By the way, I'm still gonna call you Dad. n.n
Lloyd: Genki, you haven't any proof that I'm your dad somewhere in history. �
Genki: But, I know it! I'm the daughter of you and Colette! I have Colette's stupidity, density, and clumsiness, while I have your loudmouth, anger management issues! If I wasn't Sheba's reincarnation, I'd be the reincarnation of either your mom or your daughter.
Lloyd: Hey, I don't even know if we had kids, you pulled us from the past before we aged after the ending of the game!
Genki: Precisely. n.n I could be related to you! And since I'm Sheba's granddaughter (and probably Ivan's), that would explain Colette's blonde hair: She comes from that family. Besides, I've got your hair, too!
Lloyd: So maybe yours is naturally brown, like mine. So what?
Genki: I must be your daughter, well, I guess technically granddaughter, but I'm still calling you Dad.
Lloyd: You're. . . really convinced. �
Genki: Duh! Just wait until I come up with a good plot-- . . . stupid stopwatch. It's 2 AM, so it's beeping. . . annoyingly.
Kratos: Then I would assume the position of "Grandpa?"
Genki: But you're Grasshopper Man!
Kratos: . . .
Genki: Grumpy Grasshopper Man. n.n
PS: If you didn't get the "Oh ho, the Wells Fargo Wagon is a comin'!" line, it's that "Pick-a-little, Talk-a-Little," is from the musical The Music Man, and "The Wells Fargo Wagon" is another number. So, he was reciting a line from the number: "Oh ho the Wells Fargo Wagon is a comin' down the street, oh please let it be for me!" Yes, I was in the musical last spring. . . a Pick-a-Little Lady. XD
"Goodnight, ladies! Goodnight, ladies! Goodnight, ladies! We're going to bury you now!!" Bwaha, fear the messed up lyrics.