Tsutamo, happily eating his cotton candy, walked back over to the car. "So, guys, what should we…?" he stopped, realizing his brothers had deserted him. "Hmph!" crossed his arms, annoyed. However, his anger was quickly forgotten as he wandered through the fair grounds. "Oooooh, a fun house!" Tsutamo wandered off into the crazy colored building.

Elsewhere, Heat was having the time of his life. "Whahooooo!" he yelled as the roller coaster plummeted, hands held high in the air. Once the ride had ended, Heat walked out laughing, as everyone else who had been on staggered out dizzily. Grabbing a snow cone, Heat scanned the area for a familiar face. Finally he came upon one.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Hiro screamed, for about the billionth time. Covering his face, he shielded himself.

Rolling his eyes, Strike said, annoyed "Hiro, we're not even IN the haunted house yet, and your already freaking out". As the people in front of them entered, a masked and robed employee explained everything to a bored Strike and a shaking Hiro.

"Now", he said, grinning wickedly, "remember: once your in there, there is no escape. No one can hear you scream. No one can save you now!" With that, he shoved the two brothers into the house, and shut the gate behind them.

Tsutamo was having a fun time looking at the funny shaped mirrors. He laughed as he passed one that made his head and legs look squished. However, his laughter died down as he practically walked into an unsuspecting figure. "Oops!" he said, and then gasped. It was Shorty, from Bust A Groove!

"Oh, hello there!" she said, turning to face him. Then, her face lit up. "You're that new kid, down at the club! Heat, Strike, and Hiro's brother! Tsutamo, was it?"

"Well, adoptive brother, but yes" he said, awkwardly. Turning the subject away from him, he looked around. "Are you here with anyone?"

"Nope, it's just me and Columbo! My mom said she trusts me to go out on my own". Shorty did a little hop-skip.

"Who's Columbo?" Tsutamo asked, looking around.

Shorty grinned at him, and pulled a mouse, which had been sitting there the whole time, off of the top of her head. "See?" she said, shoving the oversized rodent in Tsutamo's face. 'This is Columbo!"

Columbo grinned at Tsutamo, but, then seeing it's distorted reflection in the mirrors, squeaked with fright and hid in Shorty's sleeves.

"Poor Columbo!" Shorty said, hugging the mouse. "He's frightened! He doesn't like fun houses very much". Then, to Tsutamo's surprise, she grabbed his arm and started running, pulling him along behind her. "I know!" she said as she took off. "Let's go find some rides to go on!"

"Kitty!" Heat exclaimed. A girl, roughly a year younger than Heat, looked up. She was dressed in a cat costume, with green hair, and big, blue eyes. Upon seeing him, she let out a "Meow!" of excitement and came over.

"Hey Heat! What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Oh, me and the bros brought Tsutamo here so he could have some fun", Heat said, shifting his weight.

"Oh, that's so sweet of you!" Kitty (also known as Kitty-N) said. "Tsutamo's lucky to have a brother like you!"

Heat blushed. Running his gloved hand through his hair nervously, he tried to find something to say. "So", he said at last, "do you want to go on a ride together?"

Kitty-N excitedly grabbed his hand. "Sure! Let's go find one!" Walking hand in hand, the two strolled through the park, until they found themselves in front of a ride.

Strike and Hiro crept through the haunted house. Suddenly, a vampire jumped out in front of them. Hiro shrieked, and Strike, annoyed, clamped his hand over his brother's mouth. "Will you be quiet? You know, it's not real! How many times do I have to tell you that? Now, if I take my hand off your mouth, do you promise you will shut up!"

Hiro just whimpered, and nodded his head. As they continued along in an eerie silence, he soon became aware of how dirty the building was. Too busy looking around, Hiro walked straight into a giant cobweb. "Mama mia!" the young Italian exclaimed.

Strike, rolling his eyes, yanked his brother out of the web. Dusting himself off, he then continued on.

Hiro, running his hand through his hair discovered it was covered in cob webs. Whipping out his mirror, he combed it as he walked along. However, when taking one last look in the mirror, he did a double take. Standing right behind him was a freakishly green zombie! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed, and with that, he ran to the nearest exit, flung the door open, and took off into the park.

Walking along, Tsutamo and Shorty licked ice cream cones. Suddenly, some one ran past them screaming. As the wind rushed behind the freaked out person, the cone was knocked from Tsutamo's hand, and fell to the ground with a SPLAT! "Hey, no fair!" Tsutamo exclaimed, shaking his fist at the man in all white, who was still running. "You owe me a new ice cream cone!"

"Ah, get over it", Shorty said, finishing hers. "It's time we found a ride to get on any way".

Heat and Kitty-N stopped. They stood in front of a giant, red sign, which clearly spelled out "Tunnel of Love" in pink, curly letters. "Ummm, you wanna go on the Ferris wheel instead?" Heat said, chuckling nervously.

"Come on, silly! Let's go on this one!" With that, Kitty-N grabbed Heat's hand and dragged him into the building.

Once Hiro had run out of breath, he finally stopped running. Sitting on a park bench, he panted as he watched Strike jog towards him. As Strike came into hearing range, Hiro panted "Zombie…in…house!…Green…zombie!…I'm…sorry"

"Sorry!" Strike yelled. "Heck, Hiro! You didn't recognize him?"

"Recognize who?" Hiro asked, fixing his hair, which had gotten messed up during his run.

"Bio! Duh! Who else did you think it could be?"

"Bio? That was Bio? What's he doing here?"

Strike sat down next to Hiro and bench. "He got a part time job here, working in the haunted house". Comprehension dawned on Hiro. Looking at a nearby clock, Strike stood up again. "We better go find Heat and Tsutamo".

"Did you see that?" Shorty asked, peeking over a group of bushes. Columbo was perched on top of her head, peeping over as well.

"See what?" Tsutamo asked. He was bent over, tying his shoe laces.

"Kitty-N and Heat just walked into the Tunnel of Love ride! Ah, how romantic! I didn't know they liked each other!" Shorty exclaimed, placing her hand (or her sleeve, rather) over her heart.

Tsutamo stood up. Scratching his head, he replied "So, what do we do about that?"

Shorty turned to face Tsutamo. "We go spy on them!" she said, grinning wickedly.

Tsutamo, ever the goodie two shoes, said "I don't think we shou…". Not letting him continue, Shorty grabbed his arm and dragged him in to the pink building.

"Where are they?" Hiro asked, tapping his foot impatiently. "They had better not have gone and gotten lunch without us!"

Strike, lounging on a park bench, just stared up at the sky.

Hiro turned to his brother, and said, "Hey, sleepyhead, I was talking to you!" He flicked a piece of popcorn at Strike.

Strike, in one swift motion, pulled out his shotgun, and shot the bag of popcorn out of a stunned Hiro's hands.

"Eeep!" squeaked Hiro in shock. With that, he fainted.

Strike just lay back down on the bench, for a little snooze.

Walking up to the counter, Kitty-N smiled at the ticket master and held up two fingers.

"Two tickets for the happy couple, coming right up!" the ticket master handed Heat the tickets. Heat went red with embarrassment. "Have a nice time!" he called after them.

When they reached the tunnel of water, they climbed into one of the boats, and it drifted into the darkness.

"Two tickets for the…oh, aren't you two just the cutest pair!" the ticket master exclaimed.

"Yah, yah, just give us our tickets!" Shorty said, crossing her arms impatiently. After they received their tickets, Shorty grabbed Tsutamo's arm. "Let's go!" she said. "We don't want to lose Heat and Kitty-N!" They walked down a pathway, and came to the stream of water.

As a boat pulled up to the edge, Shorty and Tsutamo hopped in. Entering a pitch black tunnel, Tsutamo gulped. As their boat was surrounded with darkness, the two let out a scream of terror.