7th May 2005

A/N: Well, sorry it's taken so long to update, we've had exams. Anyway, hope you enjoy the new vhapter, it's even odder than the last, guaranteed! Expect danger, shocks and weaselly goodness.

Ermalily and all her Weasels.

"…!" Exclaimed the shocked friends, silently.

"Uh, are you ok, Lu?" Wakka asked Lulu, who looked as if she was about to faint.

"Y-you're a… a LEPRECHAUN!"

"Well, yeah, I thought you'd guessed by now…"

"But- But your magic is so weak!"

"That's why I left The Underground City of Wonder and Magic: Yuliam, ya?" said Wakka, as if this was perfectly normal, "I went out in search of a new career in Blitzball!"

"Oh…"

"Come on! I'll explain more on the way; we must go and see Ermalily! She will know what to do…"

So the confused group followed Wakka along a path that weaved in and out of the trees. Occasionally they glimpsed fast moving blurs that looked like squirrels with thin tails. Wakka caught their curious glances.

"Weasels. The Great Ermalily has need of a great deal of protection. Don't worry, they know me and wont hurt any of us."

"…Oh, err, that's nice?" said Auron, who was looking very nervous under the stares of the unseen rodent eyes.

"We're in Warren Wood at the moment. We're heading north to see The Wise Weasel: Ermalily. She knows a great deal about Mikka Becko the Humanoid Gecko and his Gecko army. More than most, anyway… She lives at the edge of the forest, at the very centre of Yuliam."

"Err, what is Yuliam?" inquired Yuna.

"Yuliam is where Imps, Pixies, Fairies, Leprechauns and other supernatural beings live to get away from the humans. I'm one of the few of us living on the surface world. Also, with the growing threat of the Geckos, it's becoming increasingly dangerous. I even have to speak in this Jamaican accent to hide my true identity. If Mikka Becko found out he'd kill me for sure…"

"…Oooo-kay!" Rikku said, looking even more confused than usual. "This is where I draw the line! Leprechauns? Yuliam? Weasels? What's going to be next? Carnivorous fimbles?"

"Noooo! You said the name! Foolish human!"

"What?"

She soon found out. A haunting, high-pitched shriek came from somewhere in the forest. They drew their weapons. A few seconds that seemed to be an age passed as they listened to the crashes and shrieks drawing closer. Then, emerging from the forest with twigs and leaves in its Technicolor fur, was the fimble. Its stripy hide had grown thick and matted, its breathreeked of meat, and as it sounded its ravenous call they saw sharp teeth glint in the dappled light.

Auron was the first to recover from the shock. Shouldering his shimmering blade he charged at the monstrous beast and brought his sword down with all is strength. The wounded beast snarled with rage and pain, its stuffing everywhere. The fimble lowered its head and charged at Auron, knocking him to the floor. It bent over him, about to kill him when Yuna brought cast a cure spell on it. Shrieking and snarling, it fell on top of Auron and burst into pyreflies.

""Wow! How did you know it was undead, Yuna?" asked a surprised Wakka.

"I didn't. I… selected the wrong spell…"

"Oh. Well, it's a good job you did, otherwise we'd have had trouble beating that thing. They are terrifying beasts that lure children to their dens by day and feast upon them at night. Fumbles are creatures of the night, they appear if you say their name."

"What? fim- mmmph!"

"Yes! Just say fumble, ya?" Wakka withdrew his hand from over Rikku's overused mouth.

The gang pressed on through the forest and soon reached the house of Ermalily Weasel. Something seemed odd about the house, and as they drew closer they realised: it was made entirely of liquorice. The black door opened and they could just make out the silhouette of a tall figure with a tail.

"You're later than I predicted." It stated in a clear but strong voice. "Come in."

They walked in, following Wakka's lead and bowing their heads. They sat down as directed on a comfortable sofa that looked suspiciously like marshmallow. Rikku started to feast upon the fluffy goodness, but was stopped by a threatening glare from Wakka.

"So." The figure said picking up a large thorn. It walked over to Wakka and poked him with it.

"Oww!" he exclaimed, rubbing his arm.

"Sorry. I had to be sure that you were indeed Wakka and not a Gecko spy. Now, you have come to ask me to hep you beat the infamous Mikka Becko?"

"Ya. We need to know more about him, to start with, where his base is, what his weaknesses are."

"Ask the old guy."

"Hey! I'm only 35! That's not old!"

"Wait a minute! You mean that Auron is a spy?" Lulu cried.

"I am not! Well, I was, but that was, like- a week ago!"

"Sir Auron! How could you?" Yuna cried, astonished.

"Mikka Becko pays well. You do not." Replied Auron "Very well, I shall lead you to his lair, but other than that I cannot help you any further; he is a very secretive humanoid Gecko. He only told me what I had to know."

"Now." Started Ermalily. "I have seen you and your group in my dreams, the Chosen One alone can defeat Mikka Becko. He is closer than you think… or at least he was. He has amazing powers; music is the greatest gift of all. He must overcome Mikka Becko, and then the Geckos will become powerless. Without him we may as well give up now."

"Huh? Who're you talking 'bout?" This time it was Wakka's turn to be confused.

"Oh, no… I know who you mean." Yuna said. "Oh, no! He's not here!"

"Who isn't, wait. No! He's not the chosen one!" Cried Lulu, catching on.

"Yes! He went off chasing that insect, remember?" there were sighs and 'oh, no's from around the room. "Yes. Banjo man is the chosen one."

A/N: If you are still sane (or at least partially) after reading this, please review. Hell, please review if your mad; it's good for us to not feel alone in our craziness! We'll hopefully update soon!