Miffin: Yo! Sorry if I took too long with the updating, I've been…busy.

Axel: (cough)slackingoff(cough)

Miffin!!! Hey! I haven't been slacking off!

Hikaru: Yeah! She's just been writing tests, killing random people on games, reading manga, drawing piccies, and eating! And killing more random people on games!

Axel: Wow. One constructive activity.

Miffin: …You're mean.

Axel: Miffin owns….

Hikaru: ….Nothing! Zilch! Zip! Nada! Empty—

Axel: Okay, okay! We get the point!

Hikaru:

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No!"

"…..Are we there now?"

"NO!"

Lloyd groaned. "How long is this gonna take?" He complained. "We've been walking forever! And why does it have to be so hot?"

Genis gave Lloyd an irritated scowl. "Look, I'm hot too! Stop complaining already! See? There's Triet!" He pointed. Buildings and an oasis were beginning to come into view.

The two boys walked into Triet. Lloyd groaned. "Geez, it's just as hot as it was outside the town!"

"No duh, Lloyd! We're still in the desert!" Genis explained exasperatedly to Lloyd.

Up ahead, a group of Desians were discussing something. "Alright, I want you guys to split up. Our target is Lloyd Irving, by order of Lord Forcytus. Any questions?" One of the Desians explained. A random Desian raised his hand. The guy speaking before rolled his eyes. "What is it now, Carl?" Carl shifted his weight nervously. "Um, how do we find him? I mean, none of us even know what this guys looks like!" He exclaimed.

"Wow, that's the first decent question you've asked all day," The other Desians snickered. Carl pouted. "That was a good question! I mean, how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could cut wood?" One of the Whipmasters doubled over and laughed. "T-that's almost as funny as-" The whipmaster paused for breath. "-As the q-question about--! Hahaha!" He fell over, howling with laughter.

"Here, this is a picture of the convict," The apparent leader of the group held out a picture. The others crowded around. "Wow, this guy sure is ugly," One of them commented.

"Yeah, I'll say. That guy's head is shaped like a kidney bean!"

"Haha, somebody probably dropped on his head when he was a baby one too many times!"

A scribbly-looking thing appeared above Lloyd's head as they watched the group of Desians move off. Genis snickered behind a hand. They got up from their hiding spot and started walking. Lloyd started to head off towards the market area of Triet. Genis ran up and grabbed onto one of Lloyd's scarves. "Hey Lloyd! Let's go check out that 'Wanted' poster!" Lloyd groaned.

"Do we have to?"

"Yeah! Now let's go!" Genis tugged on the scarf, making Lloyd choke.

"Man, do I really look that bad?" Lloyd commented on the 'Wanted' poster stuck right outside of the Inn. Genis snickered. "Well, that's a good thing, isn't it? They'll never find you this way." Lloyd sweatdropped.

"That's a good thing….right?"

Genis shrugged. "We should try to find out where Colette and the other's have gone"

Lloyd nodded. "Let's ask around."

10 minutes later

"We haven't found anything!" Lloyd sighed. The two boys were slumped next to a tent near the oasis. "Where could Colette be?"

"I dunno! She's been here though, that's for sure," Genis stated. Lloyd sweatdropped. "Man, she can really be a hazard sometimes, huh?"

"That's the second hole she's made in a building in a month!" Genis exclaimed. "She is one clumsy Chosen."

"Did someone mention the Chosen?" A lady in a turban stuck her head out of the tent. Lloyd and Genis nodded. "Well! I might be able to help then. Come in." She disappeared into the tent. The two looked at each other, shrugged and walked in.

"So, how can I help you?" The lady that had spoken earlier was standing behind a table and a crystal ball. "Um, do you know where the Chosen's group went?" Lloyd asked. The fortune-teller considered it. "Sure, that'll be 100 Gald." Lloyd and Genis sweatdropped. "What! You're charging us!" Lloyd exclaimed. The fortune-teller yawned. "Well, you want the info or not?" Lloyd scowled and handed over the money. "The Chosen's group is headed for the Triet Ruins."

"Thanks! Wait, how did you know that?" Genis asked. The fortune-teller smiled. "Easy! One of the Chosen's companions told me,"

"…"

Eon: (appears in a puff of smoke) Hiya!

Miffin: OO! Where did you come from!

Eon: Somewhere!

Miffin: ….That's…nice. Sorry if that wasn't very funny. (sweatdrops) Review!