Oops...I forgot this story existed. Haha. But I had this chapter done for a while...And well, the next one too. xD Uh. Well at least there isn't much left to the story, I think. After all, how long could it POSSIBLY take to get to...y'know, Altessa's house and then BAM Mithos is evil and everyone knows it! Stay tuned I guess!

Historical Madness

The following scene left Clementine breathless. Despite Zelos and Sheena arguing ("Zelos, why'd you butt in?" and so on), she found that there was a lot of beauty in Sylvarant. There was sparkling water nearby, and different species of trees surrounding them. Also, Palmacosta didn't look like any city in Tethe'alla. They were in the outskirts of the town, but Clementine had a good view of it.

"Can almost see the countless wars and blood that were spread across these blades of grass! This area right here, is the result of battles and deaths, to finally be owned by a man named Dorr!" Clementine's eyes welled up in passion for the knowledge.

"You know who Governor-General Dorr is?" asked Genis. "But how? I thought you were from Tethe'alla."

"If it happened, Clementine knows it! But...there's still a Dorr living? Couldn't get a family tree, so's Clementine thought the family might've died out. Trouble with heirs and all," explained Clementine.

"Well, he kinda died--"

"Sylvarant! What was Clementine thinking! Filled with ruins! Triet Ruins, Balacruf Mausaleum, what is Clementine still DOING here?" She suddenly jumped and started to jog.

Mithos yanked her back and rolled his eyes. "I thought you were following me."

"Oh!" Clementine smacked her head. "So many mistakes today! Mithos is right of course." Clementine walked behind Mithos and started pushing him in the direction of the Triet desert.

"There's another one of Raine?" said Genis, nearly speechless.

Raine smacked Genis. "What do you mean by that!"

"Owww...Nothing, sis..."

"Anyway, I approve of Clementine's fascination!"

"You mean obsession," put in Genis.

Raine smacked him again.

"Owww!" whined Genis.

By now, Mithos and Clementine were about ten feet away. Mithos was dragging his feet into the ground because he was actually spying on Lloyd's group and didn't want to go to ruins in the middle of nowhere.

"Clementine! I don't want to go. Stop that," ordered Mithos.

Clementine squeaked and suddenly stopped. She ducked.

"What the--what kind of noise was that?" Mithos turned to check on her.

Clementine flapped her arms in panic. "Waahh! Clementine's a pacifist! But, Mithos is important too..." With resolve, she stepped in front of him and dived at the monster that was about to attack them.

Even Zelos and Sheena stopped arguing to stare at her. Everyone flinched as they watched Clementine get beat up by a small bee-like monster.

"Oh that's it. Stand still, Clementine," said Genis. He started a fireball. But instead of staying still, Clementine ran in circles and ran into the fireball. The bee was burnt too, at least.

"I said to stand still!" remarked an annoyed Genis.

"It burns it burns it burns it burrnsss! Clementine's on fiiiiireee!" panicked Clementine, running in circles again.

"That's not going to help, you know," said Lloyd.

"Stop moving around, it's hard to aim!" Genis chanted. The others watched him and backed away.

"Um...Don't your spells hurt, Genis?" said Colette carefully.

"Don't worry about that. Clementine has a thick head. I'm sure she'll be fine," put in Mithos.

"If you say so..." said Colette, still worried.

"It burns it burns it burns--"

"TIDAL WAVE!"

"SPA-LASH! Now it's cold and wet and that kinda hurt and and owwwww!" whined Clementine. She stopped running in circles and plopped onto the floor.

The rest of the group exhanged glances.

"Should we...help?" tried Colette.

"3...2...1--" counted Mithos.

"--QUACK! CRICKET! STOMP!" shouted Clementine. All her bruises disappeared. She jumped up, and then stumbled into Genis.

"Aah!" Genis fell over, and they both landed on the ground.

"Genis, that was terrible," remarked Lloyd.

"Yes, I agree with Lloyd," put in Presea.

"That's not the way to hold a lady, brat! I could show you," started Zelos.

"Shut up, you idiot Chosen!" snapped Sheena.

"Ugh, now I'm all wet too," moaned Genis.

"But...She isn't wearing an exsphere. Clementine just healed herself. How is it so efficient?" pondered Raine.

"But it makes her so tired afterwards..." pointed out Lloyd.

"Excellent observation! Lloyd, you really have improved!" beamed Raine.

"Whatever, Professor.."

"It's still too dangerous to take her with us. I think we should take her and Mithos to Neil," continued Raine. "I'm sure he will take care of them."

"PORTRAIT CHECK!" said Clementine suddenly. She unwrapped the portrait from its cloth, turned away from everyone else and wiped off some stray drops of water. "Good, good, aaaand DONE."

"You're unnecessarily loud," commented Genis. "What is that a picture of anyway?"

"It's a picture of a thousand words," said Clementine, waving a hand in the air in excitement. "A single piece of paper that helped along the circle of life! It's because of this picture, that we're all alive today."

"That doesn't even make sense!" accused Mithos.

Clementine frowned. "You're going to hurt the portrait's feelings."

"Sounds like its a picture of her secret love," said Zelos knowledgeably.

"S'true! Clementine loves this portrait like it was a piece of chocolate dipped in an everlasting sea of air! Divine BLAST of happiness. This single picture is wrapped in lots of gald spending and CRUSHED in love!" exclaimed Clementine as eloquently as possible.

"That doesn't make sense either!" said Mithos loudly, pointing a finger at her.

"So I was right! And I bet it was a picture of...either Genis or Mithos," said Zelos.

Mithos flinched slightly.

"I doubt it. Clementine hasn't shown any affection towards either of us besides pushing me to the ground," said Genis.

"Maybe she's just old fashioned. She likes history after all," said Zelos with a shrug.

"I kinda get the feeling that pushing Genis wasn't an expression of love," said Lloyd.

"Or maybe...She's got some weird affection for the portrait itself," suggested Sheena.

"She can't have a crush on the King of Tethe'alla...can she?" thought Mithos to himself.

"Waah, so tiired," whined Clementine. She wrapped the portrait back up and strapped it to her back again.

Regal, who had been silent other than berating Sheena for trying to sacrifice herself, put a handcuffed hand to her forehead. "She's burning up. Let's go to Neil now."