Hee! I'm back, relatively early this time too:D Oh yes, before I continue, I would like to tell you that I'm running EXTREMELY low on ideas for this fic. At least, for the fic within the fic. --; If anyone has any suggestions, they'd be very much appreciated. Anyway…here are your plushies! (hands out plushies with a slightly pained smile) I shall miss them…I made Kim work her Mary-Sue-arse off on these… (smirk)

The Char Corner! Starring Godell, Bartimaus, and Nathaniel

Godell: Welcome back, guys!

Bartimaus: (sarcastically) Yes, welcome back to this torture chamber…

Godell: Aw, c'mon Bartimaus! It's all in fun! (lots of dry laughs among the audience)

Nathaniel: (is still dazed from the last chapters events) Uhhhhhhhhhhh…..

Godell: (looks at Nat with concern) You okay, man?

Nathaniel: (makes noise that sounds like a cat purring) Mmmmmm….NC-34…heh heh…

Godell & Bartimaus: OO

Audience: OO

Godell: (fumbles with keyboard) Uh, okay, lets continue, shall we?

Disclaimer: (cocks eyebrow and continues writing) I don't own Bartimaus, etc. I own my muse… (cocks head and grins)…Muu-kun. Nor do I own Slayers.

Chapter 7: Godell's POV

I groaned and cupped my chin in my hand. I was having extreme writers block. "I REALLY need some inspiration…Muu-kun!" I called to thin air. At once, my Xellos (from Slayers—don't ask) lookalike muse popped out of thin air. The only distinguishable differences between the two was Muu-kun had red hair, and street-clothes, and no staff. Anywho… "Need a bit of help?" my muse asked. I nodded.

"You've done everything your twisted mind can think of, and you've done 'right-brain' activities all day. In other words, DON'T WRITE UNTIL YOU'RE READY." Muu-kun leered. He cocked his head and smirked. "I've got it!" he screeched, making me (literally) jump about a foot into the air. "I'll go and give THEM hell!" "That'd be great, M." I replied with a groan. With a grin and a "poof", my muse left my side. I leaned back in my chair and waited for his return. Which didn't take long. Muu-kun reappeared sporting a pained expression. "I forgot. My 'Muse-Vow' dictates that I cannot leave your side unless I am not needed. However, I AM needed, so I had to be dragged back by the neck-hair back to you." (A/N: The Muse-Vow is also mine. You steal it, I write an explicit story with Lovelace. Kapice?) I gave Muu-kun a pat on the back, and returned to my computer. "Now then…let's see how Bartimaus and the others are faring…" I muttered, making my normally sane face twist into a "Rezo-grin" (also from Slayers, ack). Muu-kun nodded, and sat down in my desk to watch the show.

Stupid, I know, but I'm really brain-dead here! I NEED I DEAS! R&R! If your idea's…insane enough, I'll give you credit, and use it in the fic! Rack your brains, everbody! Thanks!