Whoa, nelly! I gotta apologize for the long delay. I don't wanna get into too much detail, but we'll just say that I've been busy for the past few days… Meanwhile, hopefully I can get back to a somewhat regular writing schedule, even though I'm painfully behind in everything! It'll all work out, though, it always does… And I don't plan on coppin' out and not finishin' this story!

chyp: I'm glad you're likin' everything so far. And, I'm glad to see that you finally got your story up and runnin'. Very interesting, I have to admit. Maybe I can be like a guest character or something…

Raya (insert random name here): I mean c'mon, we all knew that another name change was inevitable. You change your name more than Destiny's Child changes people. But I'm Destiny's Child's greatest fan, so… Anyway, I'm glad you're diggin' the chapters as well. Too bad about your end of story drought. I liked your style. You'll be back; the good ones always come back…

A breeze filled the room, causing James and Wesley to both fall back down on the table. Then everything was silent. The silence in the room was deafening to the three brothers, though. They sat patiently, waiting for things to return back to normal, but deep inside, they all had known that there was a chance that everything could just get worse. Their silence was disrupted by a bunch of loud noises outside.

"We're still little!" Wesley said. "We worked on our issues!"

"I don't know what to say," Matthew said. "Maybe it just wears off on its own."

"Well it should've worn off then," James said.

"Matt," Wesley said, "this is all your fault. If you hadn't said that stupid spell, we would've never been shrunk in the first place."

"Point fingers later," Matthew said as the front door began giving way to a strong force. "We have another problem on our hands. Get ready. Whatever's out there's coming in."

Matthew put his hands up defensively, ready to try and freeze anything that came in. When the door collapsed, there were no warlocks or demons on the other side. Instead, horses, donkeys, and rabbits stampeded inside the house. Outside, the brothers could hear the trumpeting calls of elephants as they paraded around the outside of the house. James and Wesley leapt into Matthew's pockets just in time; the animals had stormed inside and trampled everything in front of them.

Matthew walked outside and saw the elephants. There were seven of them, marching around in a circle. In fact, as he looked back inside the house, there were seven of each animal! What was going on?

"Matt," James said, peeking his head out of Matthew's front pocket, "what is this?"

"We thought you were the good one," Wesley said. "It's my job to do something like this."

"Hey," James said to Wesley, pointing to the yard, "there's something different about the front yard. It looks a lot greener than usual."

"I think we hit the jackpot," Matthew said, plucking one of the green objects from the yard. "The lawn has turned into a bunch of four-leaf clovers."

"I'd rather it have been gold," Wesley muttered.

"Then that must mean…" James started.

"That we have too much luck?" Wesley asked. "I don't get it."

"Maybe there's something about this in the Book," Matthew said, reentering the house.

In a dark place, not like anything on Earth, Invision sat, staring diligently into a swirling mist of darkness. Only through his eyes could images be seen from the mist. His work was abruptly interrupted by a sly feminine voice, knocking him out of his trance-like state. The mist disappeared and he turned around to see Lina, with her hands on her hips.

"Who are you?" he asked. "What do you want?"

"I'm here to warn you," Lina said. "Don't get involved with the three brothers."

"I took a job," he explained, "and I intend on doing it completely."

"These three are my job," she said. "Back off."

"You don't tell me what to do," Invision stated. "I am Invision, a Fallen Angel. I have powers that you cannot even imagine."

"Don't get in over your head," Lina warned. "I know about you. How do you think I knew where you were?"

"You've been following me?" Invision asked, as something clicked inside his head. "You were the one who attacked me the day I was about to kill the three witches!"

"It was for your own good," Lina said. "They are dangerous. Powerful. Even more powerful than you."

"They weren't so powerful then," Invision said. "Why are you so adamant about handling these three yourself? You said that they were very powerful. What makes you think that you can do the job?"

"I have my ways and my reasons," Lina said matter-of-factly.

In the blink of an eye, a black mist appeared from nowhere and circled around Lina's body quickly before disappearing again. Invision smiled; he had used a power that Lina had not known about. It was the power to draw true feelings out of people. Lina was oblivious to what had just taken place, but shuddered when Invision revealed her secret.

"You want the oldest one to yourself," he said simply. "Hmm, this could be better than I thought."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, trying to hide the truth.

"Do not interrupt me anymore," Invision said as he disappeared in a black mist. "You have been warned."

Wow! Invision ain't messin' around, is he? Anyway, will Lina ignore him and get in his way again? Will her conscious eat at her until she does something about it? Will Jimmy and Wesley ever get back to normal?