Ah, it's at last time for another chapter.

Ivan: Gee, I can hardly wait to see how you'll torture me this time.

Floating Skull: Nor can Floating Skull.

Beast Boy: I'm just glad to be back. All summer you've been working on that one story that you won't let Ivan and me help with.

Ivan: Which you haven't finished by the way.

Relax. It's all covered. When I get back to work on that story, you guys can help.

Ivan: Goodie…

But for now, more Arguments!

Floating Skuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuull!

-

"You two boys have really done it this time! You've hurt the wisest man in the village. Now you're going to help him around his house until I say so!"

And thus, Felix and Piers found themselves walking to Kraden's house one sunny morning.

"Do you think he's mad?" asked Piers.

"Actually, when he came to, he seemed to have thought he was attacked by a rabid mongoose," replied Felix.

Piers pondered this on the way to Kraden's house. When they arrived, Kraden answered the door cheerfully. The two boys hastily apologized. "Nonsense, it wasn't you boys' fault," said Kraden. "You couldn't possibly have known that the mongoose was rabid." Felix and Piers exchanged looks of understanding. "In any case, let's get to work. You can start by sorting my potions over there." He pointed to a large stack of shelves, each lined with a number of multi-colored potions. Each potion had its own unique aroma. "Now whatever you do, don't drop the potions. The horrors you could unleash are unimaginable by man."

Our heroes set to work, bravely sorting the potions. This is only half-sarcasm; you don't want to know what's in that stuff.

"Let's see, Buns of steel, Dragon Feces, Nyquil for Cats…" Felix continued through the line of potions. "Anti-Flaming Bat Repellant?" He stopped at this one and pondered its meaning. "That doesn't make any sense. It seems like it repels things that repel flaming bats…that's just stupid!"

"On the contrary," replied Kraden. "You've never seen anything repel a flaming bat in Vale, have you?"

Resisting the urge to ask why they wouldn't want to repel flaming bats, and to point out that flaming bats don't live near Vale anyway, Felix continued his work.

"Hey, Felix!" called Piers. "Where do I put this one?"

"What's it called?"

"It reads, Getogus Metamorphous."

"Toss it here." As Piers threw the fateful vial up in the air, Felix realized he couldn't catch to save his life. The last thing he saw as the vial crashed by his feet was the horror-stricken look on Kraden's face.

A bright light engulfed the house, shielded from the rest of the town by the trees and the cliffs. No one had any clue what was about to transpire.

-Meanwhile, in Xian- (Hey, a new town!)

"So you're saying this isn't Vale?" asked Menardi.

"No," replied Feizhi. "But I wish I knew where it was. That hotty, Isaac, lives there."

"Hotty?" thought the sisters. Aloud, Karst said, "You know that he has a thing going on with that blue-haired girl Mia, right?"

"WHAT!" screamed Feizhi. "I will rip that harpy of a witch limb from limb! She will rue the day she stole my man from me!" By now, Karst and Menardi were slowly sneaking away. Feizhi noticed and ran up to them. "Please, you must take me with you so I can exact my vengeance!"

"What do you think," whispered Karst.

"I think a grudge match would make good entertainment. Besides, we're only there to apologize to Isaac anyway. I couldn't care less about the others." Aloud, "Ok, but in return, we get to burn something."

Feizhi shrugged. "Burn Hsu, he's done nothing but smoke and drink since Isaac rescued him from the boulder."

"But that means his clothing is stained with alcohol…" said Karst and Menardi at the same time. Without another word, they ran inside Feizhi's house.

-Meanwhile, in Vale Plaza-

"My ears are burning!" exclaimed Mia.

"I guess that means someone's talking about you," said Sheba.

"I'm hungry!" whined Ivan. "Let's order pizza!"

AIGIEEGEINGIIIOENGGGEEEEEEEEEEIEGIENENIGLEIOIEEEEEE!

A scream of unparalleled proportions ripped through the midday sky.

"What was that?" asked Garet.

"It seemed to have come from around Xian," said Isaac. "But what could force a man to scream so loud?"

"Whatever it was," said Garet. "It sounded hot." Everyone turned to give him a weird look. "What…I meant temperature, like fire. I mean, it was a guy's voice, do you really think I would mean it any other way?"

"Um…Garet, is there something you've been meaning to tell us?" asked Isaac, edging away from Garet alongside Ivan.

Before Garet could retort, Jenna ran up looking excited. "Hey guys! I found a new weapon!"

"What is it?" asked Ivan.

"It's called the Soul Blade," answered Jenna. "Its unleashing is a reflection of your inner self. Or at least that's what the instruction manual said. Watch this!"

Jenna's Soul Blade lets out a howl! Giant Flaming Death! 789 points of damage to random shrub. You felled random shrub.

"Sweet!" yelled Ivan. "My turn!" he said, grabbing the sword away.

Ivan's Soul Blade lets out a howl! Midget Masher! 37 points of damage to Garet's brain. You felled Garet's brain. (No difference is noted)

"Once a shrimp, always a shrimp," sneered Mia.

"Oh, and I suppose you can do better?" retorted Ivan.

"I don't use swords, thank you very much!" replied Mia.

"Hey look, it's Felix," said Sheba.

It was Felix, but something was wrong. He was walking strangely, and was dressed in unusual clothing. He walked up to the gang and started talking. "Yo, wazzup my hizzle?"

"Huh?" said the rest of the GS crew in unison.

"I say what sizzlin' in the kizzlin'?" replied Felix.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Garet.

"For once a good question," said Isaac. "Ivan, you work with the author. Any insight?"

Ivan furrowed his brow. "I've met a person like this before. He's an associate of DRX9. I believe his name was GhettoRaiderX8."

"Ghetto?" asked Jenna.

"I'm not sure what it means either." Ivan sighed. "But he talked just like Felix is doing now."

"Fo' shizzle, yo!" said Felix.

"Stop it!" cried Mia. "You're scaring Squishy." The hotdog in question sat motionless."

"SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON!" yelled Garet.

"No!" came the faint reply of the Mayor of Madra.

"I'll tell you what's going on!" came a voice. The gang turned to see Felix and Piers standing there with Kraden. "That's not Felix, I am!"

"Ok, now Squishy's confused," said Mia.

"You see, Piers dropped a bottle of Getogus Metamorphous by Felix's feet," began Kraden, shooting a dirty look at the two. "Using Felix's likeness, it created a completely ghetto being."

"Holla!" said Ghetto Felix.

"Enough!" shouted Mia. "Sword or not, I'll end this once and for all!" Taking the Soul Blade, she charged forward.

Mia's Soul Blade lets out a howl! Giant Squishy! 10 points of damage to Ghetto Felix.

"Ha, a giant hotdog?" laughed Ivan. "That's worse than my unleashing!"

Mia turned to respond, but as she did, Ghetto Felix stole the Soul Blade.

Ghetto Felix's Soul Blade lets out a howl! Shizzle my nizzle!

"Nooooooooooo!" yelled Mia. "My nizzle's been shizzled!"

"I don't wanta sosizzle no one's kizzle," said Ghetto Felix. "Just say where I can sizzle without no shizzle!"

"Wait," said Garet amidst his confused comrades. "I think he just wants to live in peace."

"Any ideas?" asked Sheba.

"I'll see if the author wants a new muse," said Ivan. "Come on, Ghetto Felix."

"Holla!" replied Ghetto Felix as Ivan led him away.

"So…" said Isaac. "Pizza sound good?"

"Yeah," said Jenna. "But they don't deliver out here. Who goes to get it?"

"I'll flip someone," said Piers. "Heads, Felix. Tails, Garet."

"But who do we flip?" asked Sheba.

-Meanwhile, in Alhafra-

"It feels good to be up on my feet again," said the Mayor. "That's the last time I ever hit on foreign women."

"Don't worry, sir," said his aide. "I'm positive nothing bad will happen today." As he said it, something fell from the sky and slammed into the mayor. It was a young boy.

The boy, feeling slightly dizzy, lifted his head and surveyed his surroundings. He then noticed he was laying face down. After cursing silently to himself, Garet stood up. He then cupped his hands to his mouth and took a deep breath.

"IT WAS TAILS!"

-

Well, that's that.

Flt. Sk.: So what does puny author plan to do with the new mortal?

Don't know. Tell me, Ghetto Felix, do you have any references?

Ghetto Felix: No prob, my homies can sosizzle foshizzle.

WHAT?

B.B.: He said his friends would back him up.

Ivan: You actually understand this guy?

B.B.: Sure, it's easy.

Well, I guess we can give him a try. But I apologize to any reader who takes offense to the idea of a ghetto muse. I just thought it was funny.

Floating Skuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuull!

Foshizzle yo!