Air of mystery: hehehehe I love you! That is the longest review I have ever received and it actually has a valid point . My grammar sucks, with burning ferocity of something that really sucks. Actually, English is not something I am good at, at all. My beta reader got sick and I have never heard from her again… and second of all the fic is actually a reaction to all the humor fics that have random stuff happen in it. Those really bother me and well I don't like them. Getting sucked into the game fics usually annoy me. And I honestly don't think making random stuff happen will make it any better. I think we both have to come terms and realize this is a fan fiction, and it most likely sucks really bad. This is more of a personal joke between a friend and I, and the idea of the whole fic was that if anybody really got sucked into a game it wouldn't go as well as it does in other fics, and thus die quickly due to a lack of skill. And I would really love if you would read another story of mine and give me all the constructive criticism you possibly can, minus making fun of my grammar. I am fully aware of the lacking qualities it possesses. It's called Get Your Freak On and the title is lame but people tell me its okay… but your s seems like a good second opinion.

To every one else…I'm glad some one likes it.

Wow, I obviously have too much time on my hands…. I need a new hobby.

---No Skillz--- ch4

I was soaked, soaked to the bone and very very wet. It was only thanks to Erika's former obsession with the game that had successfully led us to the stadium. My feet hurt and my shoes were wet.

We trudged up the steps without saying anything. We came to the long curving hall way with the garages on either side. I stopped, which one could it be. Eeny meany miny moe…

Erika fiddled with the package for a moment, "ha!" she triumphantly mumbled. "Garage six."

"Aight," we walked along the hall until we came to number six. If the door opened and revealed Keira, I decided that I would firmly kick her ass. I never ever liked Keira; it was mostly her voice now that I think of it, and the suspenders…yup maybe just the suspenders.

Erika stood in front of the door and stared at me, "you just gona stand there or what?" I asked her. I then started to bang on the door, it was a very loud sounding metallic thunking in the very quite hall.

The door suddenly clanked open. A very bleary eyed Keira blinked at us. Erika immediately began to giggle. I bit the inside of my lip. Great, just great.

"Uh …this is from Jinx," I said snatching the package away from Erika.

"Oh." She said sounding surprised. I released the inside of my lip. Her voice wasn't as bad as in the game, far less squeaky in fact. "Hang on…" she darted out form view giving us a clear view of her messy garage. She reappeared with a chipper smile plastered across her face.

"Tell Jinx thanks for me…" she dropped three red plastic disks in my hand. Plastic. Plastic money, paper money was bad enough but plastic?

"Hey …um... you know where we could um find him?" Erika said speaking up for once. It was a very good question, one I would not have thought to think of which I obviously hadn't.

"At the underground…wait you are with the underground right," a panicked look suddenly ran across her innocent face.

"Well we're not against it," I said honestly. I take back what I said about her earlier, I felt kind of bad for her. I wondered briefly if sea foam blue was the equivalent of blonde in haven…

"Oh," this seemed to wash away her doubts, how horribly naïve, "well try the underground HQ," she said with a grin, "and you better not steal my money." She hit a switch and the door slammed in our faces.

Maybe she wasn't so horribly innocent or naïve. No brownie points earned for her anyway. We were still out on the streets in the rain.

"Nooooo…." Erika whined in a soft mumble, " the underground is all the way over there…." She pointed and sighed.

"Oh suck it up." I punched her in the shoulder.

"Go away…." She mumbled near playfully.

"Well come on… maybe those bunk beds are you know real…" I said referring to the underground head quarters.

"Maybe!" she chirped.

So thus, we walked out into the rainy night in a very dirty city. Exactly what both our parents had always feared would happen to us in their worst nightmares.

"Okay, okay my turn," I thought deeply, "Cloud or link?"

Erika scrunched up her face, "Definitely Cloud!" she said.

"Oh come on!" I lamented. I was going to marry link one day, I would find away, if I could be sucked into haven then I could marry link. There was no better blond elf in the entire world, I mean it, none. Hyrule would have been so much nicer. I told Erika this and she giggled.

"Bet its got nicer weather too," she commented.

My trench was so wet by now it was a near burden to wear. At least the damnable thing was warm in the winter. Erika was always jealous of it, she would probably be glad she didn't have one if she knew how heavy it was now.

We were passing a dark narrow ally on our left when a voice hissed out at us, "don't move of I'll blow you head clear off!"

I froze. I had been waiting for something dread full to happen to us. A young dark haired elf man emerged from the ally, he was just as wet as we were and his long wet hair clung to his face. His gray coat was tattered and his eyes looked about the same, gray and worn.

He held the small blaster shakily in one hand; he was obviously nervous and unsure off himself. I was frozen, I hate guns. Guns are scary, there's no honor in them. A simply click and you were dead. That simple. I didn't sink in to me off how unsure and inexperience the mugger was, he had a gun, and I was a natural coward.

"Let me see your hands!" he yelled a little hysterically, waving the gun about and motioning at both of us. I lifted up my hands with out hesitating. If you think about even for a little its common knowledge, that dieing is not desirable.

"Give me all your money!" he yelled again over the pouring rain. Thunder decided to rumble ominously somewhere in the distance.

"Aight, aight" I managed to mumble, my voice didn't sound like mine and trembled horribly as I spoke. I slowly reached into my pocket and pulled out the wretched plastic money.

He snatched from my hand quickly, and then stared at us in awe. It must have been some valuable plastic chips.

He waved his gun at the two of us one last time and bolted into the dark stormy night. Yes, I know cliché yet true.

I just stood there dazed for a moment and Erika poked my shoulder.

"Saaaaaarah?" she whispered slowly.

I nodded.

"That wasn't our money…." She trailed off.

I couldn't make my brain work.

"Jinx is going to kill us…and I think Keira might hold us down."

I could only nod dumbly.