Disclaimer: You figure it out. (Or you could look at previous chapters)

Shoutouts! Whoohoo! I still have reviewers!

Nutz Nina: Welcome, oh-reviewer-person-who-has-been-with-me-from-the-beginning-of-this-story. That is a WICKED good idea. What would I ever do without you? (Well, I would probably write some stories anyway and have them totally stink, or be so gibberish-ish that noone would be able to read it. . .) Only one problem-- Alanna is still in the infirmary, I'm not sure if'n she is dead yet. . . but I might yet kill her, T-R-Us had given me the idea to kill off everyone of the characters. . .

T-R-Us: Don't ask about the Teen Titans, I think I mentioned in the first chapter that I would stick in whatever random person/people that I thought of. They count as random. and yes, Jon will find his crown. . . three guesses where. . . I thought maybe I would do a sequel when Thayet loses her crown. I already have ideas as to where she might find it. . .

On top of cloud 9: Is cloud 9 fun? I've always wanted to go there. Just kidding. Ask whatever you wish to ask, fair maiden/maiden-who-is-not-a-woman. What do you call those?

starwarsiscool: I'm working on making them longer. Is this long enough?

rhoda: oh come on. . .

End Shoutouts. I hope you like this chapter. I wrote some of it when I was supposed to be doing something else. . . like school. . .

Chapter 4

The entire long procession, led by the King of course, set off down the hall.

"This room looks promising," the King mused aloud. Smiling, he opened the door.

Smoke gushed out to fill the hallway. The scent of burning wood accented the tangy smell. A scream filled the air, causing the two stenches to be evicted from its presence.

Jonathan closed the door quickly.

"A door was just opened, smoke, burning things, and a scream just filled the air, and Jon closed the door that was previously opened. Did you know that?" Roaul remarked randomly to noone in particular.

Jon snorted and ordered their mob-like party to move out.

On they went stopping at several doors. At one they smelled green plants, dead meat, and the lush scent of rain that had just fallen (don't you just LOVE that smell?). They saw a pretty green rainforest, and Jon shut the door just before a huge tyranasaurus rex crashed through the door to eat them. The other doors they saw were either too explicit or too empty to mention in this rated K story.

Finally they arrived at another door.

"This had better be worth all those other doors," groaned Bob (don't ask, I just randomly made him up.)

"Silence, Bob!" roared the King. "It will be worth it, unless I say it isn't!"

Jon opened the door.

Owen stood on the edge of a huge drop in Star Wars clothes, Darth Vader in front of him, lightsaber in his hand.

"Owen, I am your father. . ."

"No. You can't be. That's impossible!

"Search your feelings, you know it to be true. . ."

"Yea, you're right."

"Wait, what? You agree. . .?"

"Yea, it's JOLLY!"

"Whatever. . ." Darth Vader turned and walked out the door, with a mumbled,'excuse me' to the King. Owen just shrugged and began to play with the lightsaber.

Jon closed the door just as Owen cut off his other hand, then turned to Raoul and said,"Why didn't you say something irritating and pointless?"

"Was I supposed to?"

"Yes, you were."

"Oh, all right then. Here we go. Jon just opened a door, Owen cut off his own hand, a million servants are now laughing at me-- no wait-- they all turned purple and were just rushed off to the infirmary. Did you know that? Is that better, Jon?"

"Yes much. Let's move on now."

So the troop moved on.

The next door they stopped at had some very weird music playing and a bunch of yellow people sitting down on a red couch. That was all they saw before Jon shut the door, anyway. The final door they saw had a sign that said,'CROWN THIS WAY -- ' in Wyldon's handwriting.

"AH HA! I knew it was him!" Numair exclaimed, but was ignored because Numair often exclaimed random things such as this, even though this wasn't very random.

Everyone stepped through the door.

And found themselves in a photo of a pirate singing "WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA'. Then they moved on through the picture. At the end, they found themselves in an Indianna Jones movie struggling to find their way through a very thick and dangerous rainforest.

"I have a plan!" Jon cried out. The mob-like party instantly crowded around him.

Would they ever make it out alive?

End Chapter 4

Whoo! Chapter 4 is done! Chapters 5 and 6 are coming!