So, raise of hands, who out there is as crazy as I am?

Okay, this thank you section is going to be pretty long, because I am also saying thank you to the peoples who reviewed The Heart of the Idiots. But everyone who reviews my work of terrible evilness deserves medals of honor, much less a kind thank you. HEEEEEEEEEEERE they are!

For The Wizard of Cuz:

Unknown Someone(s)

I like you're Dark Lord Chuckles the Silly Piggy suggestion, so YAY! It's gonna be in the story!

Ah yes, Bob is very much a jerk, and I put a lot of jerkoids I know into Bob. The wizard of Cuz…well, you'll find out…

Anyway, tonza thank yous for the nice review!

ImmortalofGoodness

THANK YOU!

Ah yes, don't worry about the whole reviewing thing anymore. I only instated it in the beginning because I was a paranoid first time authoress thinking no one was going to like my work. I love this story way too much, so I won't get distraught if you won't.

But that was soooooo nice of you to review!

I actually got the 'inside out sweater' metaphor from my own Mom. You see, once we were talking about life (I can talk serious, hard to believe) and she told me that once, she went to a funeral, and one of the sermons was that life was like the back side of a tapestry, that we needed to turn it over before we could really understand what it was supposed to make, just like every twisted thing in life has a reason, but we need to look at a higher state of mind to understand it.

However, my Mom made the sad mistake of saying, "well, since you've probably never seen a tapestry before, I guess it's also like an inside-out sweater".

Ping! Book idea!

Anyway, enjoy the rest of the story as much as you've liked it so far!

Mizz-Sereniy-Wheeler

HAPPY BIRTHDAY:)

Yay! How old are you? Arya one, arya two, ayra three-

Sorry, but hooray! Happy belated birthday from me! So for you're birthday, I shall present you this special birthday wish:

May you're days be long and happy, may you're high school years as short as humanly possible, may you're college years last forever, may you're marital partner be the hottest thing alive, may you're job rock, may your retirement be early, may coins rain from the sky just for you every Monday, and may everyone you hate's head fall off at the most inconvient time.

And enjoy this next chaptery!

Funky Egyptian

It was very fun to make fun of the old west. I don't see that too much on FFN to be honest. Someone really ought to redo it.

Anyway, MAYHEM AND CHAOS! Have I ever given you less?

I hope you find it riddled with havoc, and enjoy this next chapter just as the previous!

Gothangelmyu

Thankies!

Anyway, there are tons of Yu-Gi-Oh/Wizard of Oz parodies, but I'm glad you love this one the most! I love to make people happy (I'm weird that way).

Here's the update you wanted!

For The Heart of the Idiots

Nightbringer

Yay! Totally glad you laughed out loud!

Darkdaisy

I agree! RYO ROCKS!

Funimation, though evil is stretching, does seem to have a few issues. America needs to take Anime and such other cartoons more seriously, as I will always having more fun watching them than MTV. Anyway, not the point.

I do sometimes have the strongest urge to walk up to 4Kids and say the word 'death' just to watch ninety people feint all at once.

Mana-the-Authoress

Agreed. Ryo needs more lines. Just so I can hear his adorable accent.

As much as I'd like to see Ryo with rocked grenades, you will NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER convince me to kill Tea. Sorry, I am very pro-Tea. Call me insane.

Beatlegirl

Thank you! I'm glad to see someone like this story so much!

For some reason, whenever I write about Seto, BAD THINGS HAPPEN! I blame the fact that I feel for the kid. So if Seto, Ryo, Serenity, or any one of my favorite characters is involved in the story, BAD THINGS! BAAAAAD THINGS!

But since you reviewed me twice…DOUBLE THANK YOU WITH A CHERRY ON TOP!

Gothangelmyu

Thanks for liking this story too!

Well…occasionally I rock…

BUT, SUPER SPECIAL THANK YOU!

Onto the craziness!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

If I Only an Anglophile

Business has been dead lately. Really dead. Super dead. It's been deader than George Washington's mother. It's been deader than the Social Security money pool. It's been deader than…I'm running out of similes, so it's been dead okay?

Well, let's face it, I don't work in a really prosperous profession. If you can call it that. It's really just a lame summer job, since all the positions for waitresses at Friendlies were taken. It was either this or Wal-Mart, and this is the one I chose. Bad idea, I know.

I probably landed myself with the worst summer job on the planet. Stuck in a run down office in the middle of a lifeless city that never sleeps, not to mention works. What's a poor girl to do? I ask you.

And I thought that was how it was going to be. I thought the business would stay just as it always has…dead. Who am I you ask?

Gardner. Tea Gardner. Private eye.

As I was saying, life was pretty darn boring for me in those lonely months. At least, that's how it was. Then, one day, they came knocking at my door.

Just as the dramatic narration finished, sitting behind her desk, the brown haired, blue eyed, sixteen year old screamed in fright as Joeys head rammed through the door through her office.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" she screamed.

"APRICOTS!" Joey screamed, as the door fell over on its hinges, completely squashing his face as it hit the floor, revealing the three others behind him.

"Sorry about that," Ryo said apologetically.

Seto didn't care, he just walked on top of the door, not to mention Joey's spinal chord.

"That tickled!" Joey cried in pain. With that, Serenity pulled his head out of the fallen door, Joey still smiling stupidly.

"Joey, you're supposed to knock on the door, not turn it into a chocker," Serenity said. "Honestly, it seems like your always being pulled out of something. AND YOU AREN'T HELPING SETO!"

"I'd like to say I don't care, but that's putting it lightly," Seto said.

"So…uh…" Tea started. "What's the problem? Other than your idiot over there?"

"How come your hair does that?" Joey said, indicating Tea's brown hair, which had a huge point at the side.

"Well, I don't know," Tea said. "Why don't you ask your school shooter friend?"

"Mine's cooler," Seto said.

"Anyway, were here because we were attacked…again…" Serenity said.

"IT WAS ABSOLUTLY HORRIBLE!" Ryo cried. "I'M SCARRED FOR LIFE!"

"Well, lay it on me," Tea said, pulling out a cigarette box from her desk drawer. "Want a stick?"

"No thank you," Ryo said. "I don't smoke."

"Neither do I," Tea said, snapping open the case. "These are peppermint sticks."

"Oh, well, in that case," Ryo said, taking one, as did Serenity.

"Want one Seto?" Ryo asked.

"No way," Seto said. "Sugar poisons the mind as well as the body."

"CANDY!" Joey yelled, grabbing the entire cigarette box with his mouth, including part of Tea's hand. Using the automatic sorting devices in his mouth, he sucked out all the candy, spitting out Tea's hand. With that, he licked the rest of her arm with one huge lick like a dog, and went all the way up her side, up to her head, completely messing up her hair and covering her in drool.

"I rest my case," Seto said, as Joey belched out the cigarette case.

"Okay, so here's what happened…" Ryo said.

ooo

"So let me get this straight," Serenity said. "Five seconds ago we were in the middle of desert, and now we're in an actual city?"

They found themselves on a city street that was completely dark, lit only by a few street lights, neon signs, and the headlights from cars streaming by them. They were in the middle of extremely old buildings that nearly touched the sky, each one thoroughly covered in graffiti.

"I d-don't like c-cities," Ryo shuddered in panic, clinging to Serenity's skirt.

"Why, oh let me guess," Seto said. "You're afraid of everything that takes up space?"

"Yes," Ryo said. "But that's not it! Do you know how dangerous cities are? There are gangs and traffic and pollution and stalkers and…and even…DISINFECTANT SPRAY!"

"Who are you again?" Joey asked Ryo.

"Come on Ryo," Serenity said. "There are four of us, plus Ms. Fuzzy-Kins, and were out in the open, so what horrible things could happen to us?"

Suddenly, out of the darkness, a small package wrapped up in brown paper was tossed onto the sidewalk right in front of the five. It had a little white tag stuck to it, and typed upon it was 'To Serenity, Ms. Fuzzy-Kins, Joey, Seto, and Ryo'.

"COOL! A RECTANGLE!" Joey said, reaching for the box.

"Joey! No!" Ryo screamed. "IT COULD BE A LETTER BOMB!"

"Oh please," Seto said.

"No, he's right," Serenity said. "Compared to everything else we've been through, a letter bomb actually seems possible."

"Or it could be just a stupid package," Seto said. "Now stop acting like a bunch of idiots and just open it."

"SETO, DON'T DO IT!" Ryo cried. "IT'S TOO RISKY!"

"Who cares?" Seto said. "I'm way too stubborn to listen to common sense!"

ooo

"I didn't say that!" Seto snarled, after hearing Ryo's story.

"Well, it was something like that!" Serenity said.

ooo

So with that, Seto tore off the wrapper to the package, turned it upside down, and dumped the contents into his hand. He looked at it, and it turned out to be a very small package of-

"Spam?" he asked.

"SPAM!" screamed six voices around him, and then, out of nowhere, Terry Jones, Graham Chaplain, John Cleese, Terry Gillam, Eric Idle, and Michel Palin all jumped out of an abandoned alley, quickly surrounding our heroes.

"This ambush was brought to you by SPAM!" screamed Terry.

"Spam spam spam spam, spam spam spam spam…" the others sang.

"I knew this is how it would end!" Ryo cried, tears in his eyes.

"You knew that you'd be killed on an open sidewalk in the middle of the city by a British Comedy team with a dumb blonde, an anarchist, and a girl stuck in six inch platforms?" Serenity asked.

"Uh huh," Ryo said. "But truth be told, I thought I'd be a little closer to Jamestown…"

"Wait, hold on," Seto said, stopping the painfully stupid verses of the British loons.

"What ho?" asked Terry J. "Wot do yew wont?"

"A swimming pool!" Joey said.

"What the crud are you doing?" Serenity cried.

"Well, wez moight as well telya, since we're going to kill you oll," John said. "Wez gonna sell you all to Pegasus to get quits galore!"

"You are Monty Python, right?" Seto said.

"Roight!" screamed the lunatics.

"But Graham Chaplain died years ago!" Seto yelled.

Suddenly, all four of the British loons looked dumbfounded, and five of them turned to Graham in shock.

"Uh…I gotta go!" Gram cried, running away from the others as fast as he could.

"US TOO!" cried the rest, fleeing after Graham.

ooo

"So you're saying that you got attacked by Monty Python, including the dead member?" Tea asked.

"Horrible isn't it?" Ryo said, still shuddering.

"If you know who did it, then what the heck are you doing here?" Tea said.

"Wow, you're pretty," Joey said.

"You do realize that I have an ice pick in my desk that I save for the pathetic fool who gets too close, right?" Tea asked Joey dangerously.

"Back to the point!" Serenity said. "The point is, these people are out for our heads, and we need a safe way out of the City!"

"Sorry, I'm a detective, not a UPS delivery man," said Tea. "I would if I could, but I only have a permit."

"Oh please!" Ryo begged, getting down on his knees. "I don't want to go out there! It's dark! It's dangerous! IT'S UNSANITARY!"

Ryo then started crying…a lot. A whole lot. Huge, bubbly tears were streaming down his face, and it was both heartbreakingly sweet and sickeningly pathetic.

"Alright already!" Tea said, wiping tear drops off her desk. "Sheesh! Okay, here's the deal. I can't help you, cause like I said, I can't drive. Anyway, I do know who can help you out…hopefully."

"Oh, who are they?" Serenity said.

"Roma and Roma," Tea replied.

"Attornies?" Serenity asked.

"Mob leaders," Tea said.

"The difference?" Seto asked.

"MOB LEADERS?" Serenity and Ryo screamed.

"Hooray! It's Christmas!" Joey cried.

"Calm down, calm down," Tea said. "Their not that bad. Really. Honestly."

"THERE MOB LEADERS!" Ryo screamed.

"Yeah, I just said that," Tea said. "Anyway, were great friends, so you don't have to worry about a thing."

"You're friends with mob leaders?" Serenity asked.

"Well, how do you think I got this job?" Tea said.

"Well…I still don't know…" Serenity said.

"Where else do we have to go?" Seto asked.

"Good point," Serenity said. "Okay, we'll go."

"One more thing," Seto said. "May I borrow you're ice pick Tea? I only need it for a second…"

"Seto, Joey doesn't die in this story," Serenity said.

Seto muttered to himself darkly.

ooo

AT THE HOUSE OF THE MOB LEADERS! WoOoOoOoO!

"Okay, there are a few things you have to remember when you're dealing with mob leaders," Tea said. "First, they don't like it when they lose at cards, so either avoid them at all costs, lose on purpose, or be humble if you win. Second, NEVER ask them about their jobs. Third, beyond everything else, Ryo, DON'T SAY A SINGLE WORD!"

"Why?" Ryo asked timidly, as they all stood on the doorstep of a tall but extremely old town house under a street light. It cast an eerily red glow upon the building, making it look like a haunted house more than anything, especially when there was only one light on. Tea knocked at the door.

"Just trust me," Tea said, continuing to knock at the door.

They all waited for a few seconds. No one came.

"I don't think they heard you," Ryo said.

"Police sirs!" Serenity called.

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU WE HAD AN AGREEMENT!"

The door slammed open, and in the doorway was a twelve year old girl with glasses, pigtails, a tee-shirt with a huge read heart on it, denim skirt, and huge, green sneakers. She was extremely cute, and excessively loud at the same time.

"Look, we had a deal, remember? That thousand dollars you found?" She said. Then she realized just who she was facing.

"You aren't the police are you?" she asked, sweat dropping.

"We aren't as long as you aren't a mob leader!" Ryo said uneasily.

"HOLY CRUD! A BRITISH PERSON!" she screamed in delight, hearing his accent. She then leaped right in the air and did a twirling kick into Joey, who had the misfortune of standing in front of Ryo. This caused Joey to soar backwards across the thruway, getting himself buried in the wall of an opposite building.

"Mmmm, British person!" the freaky twelve year old said, grabbing Ryo in a bone crushing bear hug.

"Can't…feel…lungs…ribs…cracking…" Ryo said in a great deal of pain.

"I don't know who you are," Seto said, "but if you karate kicked Joey into a brick wall and strangle Ryo, you are defiantly on my good side."

"AAAAAHHHH! MOB LEADER!" screamed the weirdo tween, letting go of Ryo long enough to jump in mid-air and do another karate kick which sent Seto flying into the same building that Joey got floored into.

"THEY AREN'T GETTING YOU!" she screamed, grabbing our insane British friend, pulling him into her house and slamming the door.

"SETO! JOEY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Serenity cried, looking toward the other end of the thruway in horror.

"Bah…I'm not sick, but I'm not well," Seto said, little birdies swirling around his head as he pulled himself out of the wall.

"Pretty birdies," Joey said, pointing to the birds that were swirling around his head.

ooo

"I WON'T LET THAT FILTHY MOB LEADER GET YOU ALIVE!" screamed the tween, dragging Ryo along. "I bet he's with the Dimagio brothers. DARN THOSE FILTHY DOGS!"

"That's not a mob leader, that's my friend-ish, Seto!" Ryo said. "You just slammed a door in him and my other friend's face!"

"What do you-huh?" Mobster said, suddenly stopping in mid-sprint. With that, she turned around walked back very uneasily toward the door. She then pulled it open to reveal the very angry faces of Serenity, Tea, and Seto, as well as the blissfully yet stupidly happy face of Joey.

"Oh, uh, hi Tea," Mobster said.

ooo

SEVERAL VERY AKWARD EXPLAINATIONS LATTER! WoOoOoOoO!

"No way!" Seto said. "There is no way you can be twelve and a mob leader at the same time!"

The entire group was sitting together at a table in the dining room of the strange little British fanatic. Each time she ended a sentence, the little weirdo scooted a little closer to Ryo, who was growing increasingly nervous.

"Way!" the kid said. "And my name's Mobster! Stop calling me kid, punk, and that other word…"

"Okay, so anyway," Tea said, "these guys got attacked by Monty Python-"

"BRITISH PEOPLE! YAY!" she cried.

"No! Not yeah!" Ryo said. "They want to kill us!"

"So anyway, you can get them safely out of the city, right?" Tea asked.

"I'm really sorry," Mobster said. "I don't know how to fake a driver's license yet, so my dad's gonna hafta drive you guys."

"Another mob leader?" Serenity asked.

"Yep!" Mobster said. "HEY DAD! THERE'S A BRITISH PERSON DOWN HERE! Oh yeah, and some other guys-"

"WHO DARE DISTURBS JOHNEY ROMA?" a frighteningly evil voice said from behind the door to the dinning room, and with a huge lunge, the door fell down to reveal the head of the mob.

He was quite tall, and he wore a huge, wide brimmed hat and a blazer. He had a very fake Italian/New Yorker accent, and his hazel eyes blazed behind his sunglasses. He was also wearing bunny slippers and an apron that said 'Kiss the Cook', as well as a chief's hat.

"YOU KNOW I HATE TO BE DISTURBED WHEN I'M BAKING SCONES AND BREWING A FRESS POT OF TEA!" said Johney Roma. "And don't tell me you're holding another British person hostage."

"Tea?" Ryo asked, suddenly completely alert.

"What do you mean hostage?" Serenity said with concern.

"Well, last year she kidnapped Allen Rickman and hid him in her hall closet for two months," Johney said. "Thankfully, we got him out by the time they needed to start filming the next Harry Potter movie."

"Hey! It wasn't that bad!" Mobster said. "I fed him, you busted him out before he completely flipped, and the locksmith got a generous tip that night! I see that as a win-win situation!"

"Eh…did you hold any others hostage?" Ryo asked uneasily.

"Yup!" Mobster said.

"What did you do with them?" Seto asked.

"Well, they weren't exactly celebrities, so I didn't need to give them the star treatment," Mobster replied, and Ryo scooted his chair as far away from her as possible.

"So…can you help us?" Serenity asked. "We just need a safe ride out of the city. We won't take up too much space or be a bother, and we really don't eat that much!"

With that, Joey took a huge bite out of the table.

"Never mind…" Serenity said.

"No! It's okay!" Mobster said. "We'll be glad to help you out, right dad?"

"I don't know," Johney said. "They don't look that trustable…"

"Are you still sore about the Steelers losing this year?" she asked.

"THEY WERE GOING TO KISS THAT TROPHY, DARN IT!" Johney yelled, pulling out a huge tommy-gun. "THEY BETTER WIN NEXT YEAR OR…OR I SWEAR I'LL…"

Suddenly, there was a little whistle coming from the kitchen.

"Tea's done!" he said cheerfully, dropping the tommy-gun and skipping to the kitchen.

"Yay!" Ryo said.

"Uh…how has your father been lately?" Tea asked.

"Once baseball season starts, he'll be fine," Mobster said.

"And he calls us not trustable," Serenity said.

"Is it time for my ear cleaning?" Joey asked.

"So anyway, how do you plan to get us out of this place?" Serenity asked.

"Easy," said Mobster. "To keep an undercover profile, Dad drives a bus and occasionally delivers papers. We'll just hope you two on a bus, and one-two-three, you're outta here!"

"Sounds a little too simple," Seto said.

"Well, we're going to have to check their website to see the times they'll be patrolling the city to hunt down your skins," Mobster said reflectively.

"They have a website?" Serenity asked.

"Duh!" Tea said. "Everyone has a website!"

"Candy?" Joey asked Tea.

"Tea's ready!" said Johney, carrying a tray with seven full cups of tea.

"Whatever," said Seto reaching for a cup.

"MY TEA!" screamed Ryo, jumping over the table, kicking Seto in the face, and landing right in front of Johney, snatching a cup right off the tray that Seto was reaching for.

"Pain…" Seto gasped from under the table.

"British person…" Mobster said dreamily.

"Whoa. Where's this punk from?" Johney asked, watching Ryo calmly sip the tea as if he didn't maim anyone.

"We better look at the website then!" Serenity said, trying to draw away the fact that she questioned the sanity of her friends more every day.

ooo

AT THE FAMILY COMPUTER! WoOoOoOoOoO!

"Ah…the home computer…so simple…so classic…" Seto murmured dreamily in the face of technology. "I…I missed you…"

"Yo buddy," said Johney Roma. "I ain't liken the way youz lookin' at my computer. Comprende?"

"Oh yeah," Seto said. "I am so not afraid of you and your ghetto talk!"

FOUR SECONDS LATTER

"I'mafraidofyou, I'mafraidofyou, I'mafraidofyou," Seto said in panic, shuddering behind Serenity.

"Did you really have to sing?" Mobster asked Johney.

"He forgot just who's boss," said Johney.

"Me right?" Mobster said.

"When I die kid," said Johney.

"Darn. Oh well, that can't take to long," she said, logging onto AOL under the screename 'IluvBritishpeople'.

"You look lovely today," said the Huge Grant AOL welcome.

"Thank you Huge Grant!" Mobster said cheerfully.

"Uh, you know that's not really Huge Grant right?" asked Tea.

"SILENCE!" Mobster screamed, flames in her eyes, growing a solid seven feet in front of everyone's eyes. Tea quickly scampered behind Serenity right next to Seto as Mobster typed up the sight for Monty Python.

"According to this, the Pythons are going to take a break from hunting for your heads from three AM to six AM," Mobster said.

"Why did they choose those hours?" Ryo asked.

"Because they're crazy," said Mobster.

"Oh. Yeah," Ryo said.

"So we're going to have to be smuggled out at three in the morning?" Serenity asked.

"Pretty much," Johney said.

Just as he said that, Joey collapsed on the ground and started snoring.

"Joey's right," Serenity said. "We probably should get some sleep.

"Well, luckily we have two spare bedrooms upstairs," Mobster said. "Tea, Serenity, we're currently boarding another girl since dad hasn't st-I mean, we're short on cash. Is that okay?"

"Sure!" Serenity said.

"No problem!" Tea said.

"Wait, I have to share a room with Joey?" Seto realized in horror. "NOOOOOOO!"

ooo

Tea and Serenity were standing outside a red door to the spare bedroom, which was (unfortunately) across the hall from the boy's room.

"We should probably knock." Serenity said.

Tea nodded in agreement, and tapped lightly on the door.

"Commin," said a voice behind the door, and Tea opened up, Serenity following behind her. They found themselves in the presence of a girl sitting on a bunk bed opposite from another, strumming a few notes on a guitar on her lap.

"Hi!" Serenity said cheerfully. "My name's Serenity, and this is Tea!"

"We're just staying here for the night," Tea said. "Hope we're not disturbing you."

"Nah, it's okay," said the girl. "Name's Avril by the way."

"Awesome!" Serenity said. "That's a nice name. Your parents must have been very creative! It seems like everyone today is named Amanda or Bryan."

"You play guitar?" Tea asked, looking at the guitar on Avril's lap.

"Uh huh," she said. "But boy, today is just a pain in the neck. My best friend's boyfriend broke up with her, and she's an absolute wreck. I want to write her a song, but I just can't get the lyrics."

"Oh man, I hate that!" said Serenity. "You meat this guy, and he turns out to be everything that you wanted. You're sure it's meant to be, and you get so close to it, and then you lose it."

"Yeah," said Tea, pulling off her shoes. "What's worse is when it's over, you both act like you're dead. Then, you're not sure what you did or said that made it that way. And then all your friends who you barely know and who barely know you start to talk."

"Uh huh," Serenity said, climbing to the top bunk. "Man, wouldn't it be great if all relationships had a happy ending?"

Avril stared at them both for a moment. Then, with that, she pulled out a piece of paper and started scribbling on it with a pen.

"Alright!" Serenity said. "Good night!"

"Good night Avril!" Tea said, climbing into bed.

"Yeah, uh, g'night," she said, still writing.

ooo

"I can't let this ordeal break me," Seto said to himself. "I may be with the person who I loathe more than anyone else on the entire planet, but I can't let it get to me. I am not a selfish little boy anymore. I am a man. A true man does not let little inconveniences drive him into madness. He sees these as challenges, and he overcomes. I will not let myself tear myself apart. I will accept my fate with grace, dignity, and self-HEY! I WANTED TOP BUNK!"

"You should have called it tooth fairy!" Joey said, climbing up the bunk bed.

"Get down here, or I'll prove you have no brain in that empty skull of yours!" Seto snarled.

"YAY! I LOVE FIGHTS!" Joey said, dive bombing on Seto and starting a cat fight on the floor.

"I love the top bunk!" Ryo said happily, climbing to the top of one of the two bunk beds and snuggling in the sheets.

"Will you kiss me good-night British person?" asked Mobster cheerfully, as she kicked down the door, and Joey and Seto rolled by.

ooo

Mua ha ha! Another psychotic chapter!

I had a lot of fun writing about Mobster and Johney Roma. How did you like them? I got inspiration from both of my psycho parents.

Anyway, it's a miracle I ever got this chapter written, because I've been having a really crazy week. I had a ton of work to do at school, I tried out for a club, my Mom has gone psycho and is on a house cleaning spree (AAAAAAAHHHHH!), and to cap it all off, I bought a copy of Final Fantasy I & II for my GBA. It's a miracle I got anything done!

Oh well, this upcoming week looks pretty calm, so I shouldn't have any problems catching up.

Ah yes. Seto's line "Bah…I'm not sick, but I'm not well" comes from the song 'Flagpole Sitta' by Harvey Danger. Also, I do not currently own the Steelers, Allan Rickman, Huge Grant, the Harry Potter movies (or Harry Potter), or Avril Levine and her song 'Happy Ending'. However, my mom does have a Huge Grant AOL welcoming voice (frightening, I know).

Okay, onto our next chapter, and boy, does this one look crazy…

ooo

"DARN YOU FILTHY DOGS!" screamed Mobster at the fiendish fiends. "The only way you'll get me and/or my British person is when you drag our dead bodies out of this bus!"

"And how do you plan to escape?" Jeffrey said.

"Say hello…to Ol' Betsy," said Mobster, pulling out a violin case.

"Oh God! Not that!" Johney said, quickly turning up the radio.

"AAAHH! You can't have a gun!" Ryo cried.

"You're only twelve!" Tea cried. "You're much too young to be carrying around killing machines!"

"Who said Ol' Betsy was a gun?" said Mobster, opening up the violin case and pulling out…a violin.

"Oh yeah, we're really scared of a string instrument," said Rick.

"Obviously you've never heard her play," said Johney. "If any of you have hearing aides, I suggest you turn them off now."

ooo

Will our heroes make it out of the city alive? How bad is Mobster's playing? How bad is Johney Roma's driving? What horrible mishap will Joey cause now?

See you soon!