Me: I have navigated time and space to come back to this time, no thanks to this crummy time machine.
Genis: If I may quote you, "Isn't the Internet a wonderful place?"
Me: Shut up.
Genis: Hahaha. Hey, this chapter's pretty big.
Me: Yeah, with me recovering from surgery, I've got nothing else to do.
Genis: Major surgery?
Me: Nah, just had a couple teeth pulled.
Genis: Cool.
Me: Oh, and for all of you reading this story and not reviewing (which is everyone except Pheonix's Feathers and YZT) SHAAAAME!!!
Genis: The Amazing Chris doesn't own ToS or me.
Me: Great. Oh, and sorry about this PF...
Chapter 6: in Which Chris completely rips off the Green Goblin
Presea slowly stripped off her clothing, sinking into the stream. She hadn't been planning on taking a bath, but her conversation with Genis reminded her of what a nice day it was, so she decided, what the heck. A small fish swam by, winding its way through her legs as though they were tree roots. Presea smiled. Nothing like a small creature to remind her of… her mortality, she grimly realized, as a bigger fish ate the small one. She picked up the bigger fish, slinging it onto her axe which was left by the side of the stream. It would make a good meal, she grimly thought.
Chris whirled around. "Who's there!" he yelled across the lake. A fisherman poked his head out of a bush, and seemed about to apologize, when Chris heard something else.
"Calm down buddy boy, it's only me."
"Who the hell are you?"
The fisherman seemed about to say something again, but thought better of it, and just watched events unfold.
"Why did I have to get paired with an idiot? Look down."
Chris looked into the water, seeing his own reflection.
"Don't be stupid. There's nothing there."
"Wow, I am paired with an idiot."
Chris looked puzzled. His face furrowed in what looked like anger. (The fisherman was pretty shocked too. Thought I should mention him) But then, his eyebrows shot up like…. (Insert witty metaphor here) … "You don't mean…"
"Took ya long enough," The Chris in the pond said with an evil grin.
"So you're my… wolf bit?" Chris said, growing a little more confused with every second.
"Give the boy the million dollars!"
"Oh, shut up. So, do you get control of the wolf body, and I the human body?"
"Yep, that pretty much covers it. I'm hungry. Where's that squirrel I snagged for ya?"
Chris pulled a face. "That's disgusting!"
The fisherman looked at his most recent catch. It wasn't that bad…
"No, you're disgusting. Look at those lanky limbs. You'd be no good in a fight."
"Are you asking to get punched?"
The fisherman at this point covered his head with his arms.
"I don't have the body right now so… yeah, knock yourself out. I mean that literally."
Chris scowled deeper. "I can't believe I'm arguing with myself."
"Believe it, bud."
"Well, I'm going downstream. Are you with me?"
"For life, to my misfortune." The Chris in the pond threw back his head and laughed. Chris was rather disturbed to find him doing the same, and although he made no noise, a ringing laugh sounded out. The duo walked out, with the wolf self now bombarding the boy self with corny jokes, leaving a very shocked fisherman in their wake.
Things were fast approaching normal in the camp. Lloyd and Colette had calmed themselves down, and seemed content to sit at the table, holding hands and talking. Raine was feverishly taking notes on everything Regal was doing, as he prepared blueberry pancakes. Zelos came over the hill, dragging a bewildered Sheena behind him. "Do I smell pancakes?" he yelled out.
Regal smiled, setting the pancakes on the table. "We only need Presea, and everyone will be here."
Zelos whipped his head around, and not seeing a certain mop of white hair, said "How bout the kid? Where's he?"
An uncomfortable silence ensued. Nobody said anything until Sheena broke the silence. "Yeah, where?"
An even longer silence. Zelos rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you forgot him already! Little half-elven dude, bout yea high," raising his arm to about the height of the table. "Uses magic, has a crush on Presea, Ooh, speak of the devil, is that her?" he said, pointing at a small figure on the horizon.
Using her superior half-elven vision, (Why are half-elf eyes superior? They just are. Keep reading and stop asking dumb questions) Raine peered at the figure. "No, it can't be. It seems more like two people…
"Presea and Genis?" Colette said cheerily. (Actually, she probably doesn't talk any other way)
"No, one of them is far too tall… Hmm…"
Everyone was asking the same question. Who the heck were those two?
Chris neared the stream. It would have been a tranquil setting, except…
"Knock Knock."
Chris groaned.
"Oh c'mon this one's good. Knock Knock."
"Who's there?"
"Some naked chick."
Chris groaned again. Not another vile innuendo…
"No, seriously. Look!"
Presea stopped moving for a second. She heard a sound. Was it… groaning?
Chris felt his double's eyes moving toward the stream. (I'd explain this, but it takes a lot of math) He followed, and saw… a beautiful figure climbing out of the stream, with her back to him. (Good for this story's T rating, bad for Chris) She wrapped a towel around herself, much to wolf-Chris's dismay, and clothed herself quickly. Chris ignored the wolf, which wanted to run over and ravish her, and just stared. Long pink hair, down to her shoulders, a small petite frame… He sighed.
Presea heard another noise. She turned her head sideways, but seeing no one, relaxed. At least she was fully clothed this time.
Chris's wolf self was screaming bloody murder at him for not running over there and eating her, or at least… well… you know…(I'd go into more detail, but I want this to stay T, after all) However, the wolf's screaming abruptly stopped when Presea picked up a GIGANTIC axe.
"Oh. Looks like your girlfriend isn't a pretty princess."
Chris frowned. "She is not my girlfriend!"
"Better be careful. I'm pretty sure you said that out loud…"
Presea frowned. It sounded like a conversation was going on, but she couldn't pick out the words. She turned around anyway, just in case…
"She is NOT my girlfriend!" Chris furiously thought back.
"Hold up there, Mr. Hormones," Wolfie replied. "Don't look now, but I think we've been discovered…"
Chris looked anyway, to discover Presea (duh) looking back at him. Figuring his cover was blown, he stepped out of the bush.
"Greetings!" Chris called out.
"Ooh, nice pickup line. I'm sure you're a hit in the night clubs."
"Will you shut up?" Chris furiously replied. To his misfortune, this was out loud. Presea looked at him oddly. "Sorry, just talking to myself," he added quickly. Presea's odd look disappeared slowly.
"She doesn't know the half of it," Wolf-boy said, sending a ringing laugh bouncing through Chris's cranium. Boy-Chris mentally yelled at the wolf to shut up, to be rewarded with a mental image of a wolf making a zipping motion across his snout. Which was rather disconcerting, Chris thought, turning back to Presea.
"Um… do you know a place where there is a bridge?" Chris questioned.
Presea nodded. "About 10 miles east," she said calmly.
"That won't do…" Chris said, almost mumbling.
"Well, if the need is pressing," Presea said, being cut off by a tree being cut off, and falling across the stream. Chris raised his gauntleted hand. "Cool…" he said very quietly.
Presea smiled. A rare thing that she did around strangers, but this one seemed different. Besides which, "We seem to think the same," she said aloud.
Chris hopped onto the bridge, and walked across, showing great balance. He pulled off his helmet, so he could talk a little better. This also cut off his communication with Wolf-Chris, and although he didn't know this, he enjoyed the silence immensely. "Well, thanks…" he said, unwilling to leave. "I'm Chris," he added.
Presea nodded. "I'm Presea…" followed by a long silence. "You know…" she slowly relented. "I have a camp near here… do you want some breakfast?"
Chris smiled wider. "I would love some. Thanks for the offer."
Presea nodded, but her mind was turmoil. They started down the path towards the camp, climbing a hill. What was she doing? This wasn't normal, inviting complete strangers like that. But, she had this overwhelming urge to trust Chris. Besides, she thought, turning to watch Chris stow away his helmet and gauntlets, he was so handsome…
Chris was thinking happy thoughts. Breakfast, a cute girl, no annoying voice in his head, what could go wrong? He stowed his gauntlets and helmet in his bag, and then noticed the dead squirrel. "Ew," he thought, closing the bag. Better to leave the bag closed…
Presea gazed at Chris's hand. It was so close… yet so far… Should she, or shouldn't she? Too late, her mind said, you did.
Chris felt a warm soft hand in his. He looked down in surprise, finding Presea holding his hand. He smiled. That was a nice surprise. Presea smiled too, and they continued walking towards camp… unaware that they were being watched. Life would have been a whole lot easier for Chris had Genis not been nearby, cooling off. He saw Presea walking with Chris. He followed them, wondering who this guy was. And then… he saw Presea reach for his hand… and him take it. Genis's face turned completely white. He watched them walk out of sight, arm in arm. Maybe he would just go kill himself…
Genis: I hate you.
Me: He he. Feel the love!
Genis: If you have me kill myself, I'll kill you.
Me: HAHAHA!!! YOU CAN'T!!! CUZ U'D BE DEAD!!!!
Genis: Not if I... KILL YOU NOW!!!
Me: AAAH!!! REVIEW PLEASE!!!
Runs off