Shashomiru: w00t!

Hack: Uh, yeah.

Shashomiru: Here's the second chapter. X3

"Are you done yet?" The fairy leaned back a bit and listened for a response.

"Yeah, yeah. Hold on." Seto shook his foot about. "You know, next time you should really give me a heads up about what does what in Freak World."

"I'll take note of that." She scribbled something down on a notepad. " Now, if you are quite done, let's get back on schedule, shall we? Ahem. Oh my goodness!"

"Aw, did I step in something again?!"

"No!" The fairy sighed. " Look over there." She pointed behind Seto.

He turned around. The fairy shook her head and spoke again. "Oh my goodness! Look at what you've done."

"Oh… my god…. is that a giant bicycle?!"

"You bet. And look at what's underneath it."

Seto squatted and looked underneath the bicycle. Then stood up and smiled. "Ha ha! Hey, I pegged that little brat that claimed he put a curse on me!"

"Little brat indeed!" The fairy flew over and landed on Seto's shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

"He…well…first of all, there is the wicked bi--…ahem. B-i-t-c-h of the North."

"Bitch? Heh. The wicked bitch of the North eh?"

"Y-yes. Quite awkward I'd have to say." She closed her eyes.

"What's so evil about this little brat?"

"Well for one thing, the North always gets snow. Down in the South all we get to say is you should see all of the beautiful rain we've been getting!'!!

Seto scratched his head. "Umm…so?"

"Uh... okay. Let me explain. I'm the good witch of the South. He…he is the wicked witch of the Central. Our enemy now, is his sister; the wicked bi-- witch of the North."

"What does he have to do with the North?"

"Duh. He is her brother."

"I don't think I get it."

"Loob." She shook her head.

"What's a loob?" He watched the fairy as she began flying above what was left of the bad witch.

"Look at this." She pointed down.

"Uugghh. Those shoes are…are--"

"Absolutely Atrocious." She interrupted.

"Yeah!" He looked at the fairy. "I didn't know this kid was so cheap."

"Mmm…well… they look great on you."

"What?" Seto looked down at where the witch's feet were. The shoes were gone. But now they were on HIS feet! (Whoopty-doo!)

"Ahhh! How did you do that?"

"Magik..." The fairy smirked maniacally.

"W-well… get them off! Now!"

"Sorry. But when I said magik I meant the shoes. You see, something you did to this young boy caused him to hate you. So therefore, he cast a spell, or better yet, a curse on you and left his magik shoes for you after his death!" She smiled at Seto again. "How sweet."

"Wait, wait. Magic shoes?"

"No. MAGIK shoes."

"That's what I said."

"No it isn't."

"Then what'd I say?"

"You said Magic. Not Magik."

"What's the difference?"

"....You clearly are stupid."

Seto looked away and sweatdropped before turning back to her. ".....Anyway, back to-- magic shoes?"

"That they are."

"Sooo, if I click them together three times, they will take me home?"

"Uumm, no."

"Gahh. Then what's so magical about them?!"

The fairy smiled once again. "They make you look uglier."

"What?!" Seto looked down at his feet. "Then I'll take them off!"

"Sorry. No can do." The fairy landed on Seto's shoes and crossed her arms.

"What? Why?" He stopped and looked at her.

"You ask way too many questions. Look Seto, a curse cannot be reversed."

"Is that why it rhymes?" He sat down and the Fairy jumped off his feet.

"Not really. But you can't take them off."

"Oh." Seto tugged at the laces of his shoe. "I hate you."

"It's not my fault."

"How do I know that?" He stared at her suspicioudly.

"…Because I wasn't the one yelling at hurt little boys, now was I?"

"Oh, shut up. I'm going totry to find my way out of here." He stood up and brushed himself off. The Fairy flew up to him and poked him on the nose.

"YOU are a very forgetful little boy!"

He rubbed his nose. "Then what'd I forget?!"

"You can't just find your way out of here. The only way lies deep within you." She raised her hands up and looked Seto in the eyes. "You must reach deep within and pull out the solution, that you must. You must use your trust. It is the only way…" She lowered her hands. "Or you could visit the Spaz of Oz. She's very helpful. See ya!" She transformed into her bubble form and began to float off.

"Wait! Wait!! Who is the Spaz of Oz? Were can I find her?!"

"Just follow The Trail of Blood." She floated beyond Seto's sight and disappeared.

"Blood?" He looked down. His eyes followed what was in fact a trail of blood.

"I'm not sure if I want to know where that came from…" He shook his head and began following the trail.

This was the beginning of the journey to find the Spaz of Oz. Even though it doesn't go well with the title.

Shashomiru: Well I hope you liked, everyone! If you're still reading this I thank you.

Hack: Idiot.

Shashomiru: And very sorry to all you Seto lovers.......yeah.Well please leave a Review. Sorry it's been so long since I've updated. I'm kinda lazy.

Hack: And lonely.

Shashomiru: Lonely indeed….. please Review!