"Open the door, Lili!" Kitty snapped. "Come on, we just wanna help you."

"Yeah!" Franke put in. "It'll be cool."

"Yay for helping!" cheered Crystal. "Yay friendship! Helping makes the day go faster, and soon make up Lili will master, being taught by the original mold caster, Kitty! Go Kitty go go Kitty!"

Kitty's eye twitched visibly, but Lili smirked inside her cabin.

"Now I know I'm not coming out."

Milka appeared out of nowhere. "Um, Lilianna?"

Lili gave her a look. Anyone else who called her that would've been shot dead, except for Raz, of course.

"Please, just give this a chance. I think you'll look really pretty after this and you and Raz could probably have a lot of fun no matter what happens." Her quiet voice made Lili at bit more at ease. "You've been saying all week how dull it is to just meet him in his mind. Well now you can meet in person and no one will have to stand guard for Agent Nein. Don't you think that's nice?"

"Oh, alright," Lili groaned, opening the door at last. "But these two better not make me look all preppy."

"We won't," Kitty grinned. "It wouldn't suit you at all. Now, Milka, on the other hand…"

Milka shook her head. "This is Lili's time, not mine. Maybe later, when you're done here. I wouldn't wanna distract you or anything."

"Ah, well," Kitty sighed wistfully. "I guess even I can only make one person over at a time, even though I am a master. Franke, set up the chair. Crystal, get the suitcases full of all the make up I brought to camp. Milka, get the light and the door. We've got work to do."

Lili rolled her eyes. "You make it sound like surgery."

Kitty smiled in a very superior way. "For a date this important, girlfriend, it may as well be."

"Don't call me girlfriend."

"Shut up or I'll have my dad sue."

"You shut up or I'll have my dad fire yours." Lili shot back. Kitty twitched all over.

Kitty opened the suitcases and set them on the bed while Franke set up something akin to a beautician's chair. Milka cut the lights and turned on the lamp, aiming the light at the chair while Crystal blocked out the windows. Lili took a seat, and Milka draped an apron over her.

"Okay, ladies," Kitty declared, snapping on some gloves, "Let's work a miracle."

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Raz had been having a nightmarish dream. He was stuck in a bathtub floating down a raging sea of meat cuts and bunny heads, and the hand of Galochio was waiting at the meat waterfall to snatch him up and destroy him.

However, this nightmare was nothing compared to waking up with Quentin sitting on his bed, looking like the Cheshire cat.

"Hey, bro."

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Raz sputtered. "I thought the jet was broken."

"It is?" Quentin looked at Dogen. "I mean, uh, it is. The Doge-ster did this."

"Hi, Raz." Dogen waddled over. "I like your bed hat."

Raz grinned sheepishly. "Milla knit it for me." He removed the green elf hat and got up, eyeing Dogen and Quentin questioningly. "And why, exactly, are you two here?"

"Dogen," Quentin said softly, " Would you mind stepping out for a moment while I talk to Agent Aquato?"

"M'kay."

When the small Psychonaut had left, Quentin turned to Raz with utmost seriousness, then broke down into dramatic, convincing fake sobs, punctuated by just the right amount of sniffling.

Raz blinked. "Um, are you okay?"

"Oh, Razputin, bro, it's terrible, just terrible," Quentin sniffled. "It's Lili. Man, I tried to save her, I really did. You gotta believe me, bro."

All the color left Raz's face. "What happened to Lili?"

"It's Linda, dude, she went all psycho and crazy and Lili was the nearest thing and then…" Quentin wrapped his arms around Raz. "She hauled her away, down to the bottom of the lake."

"The snot bubble," Raz realized. There was a pause. "Ew."

"You gotta come save her, Raz! You're the only one who can do it. The rest of us can't get to her because Agents Nein and Vodello are guarding the lake now. We get too close and they make us go back to the cabins," Quentin gave Raz his best puppy dog eyes. "Please, Raz, I know this is your off day, but do it for Lili. For America. For 9/11, man!"

"I'll do it."

Quentin sniffled, wiped his eyes, and hugged Raz. "Bless you, man, that's so cool. Yo, Dogen, check it out!"

Dogen waddled into the room. "Yeah?"

"We need to get back home now."

"M'kay. Everybody hold hands." Dogen held out his stubby arms, eyes darting from side to side.

"Is this to better channel our psychic energy?" Razputin inquired.

"No. It makes us feel like a family." Dogen replied. "And it makes the ducks go away. They know I'm with the squirrels now so they're trying to make out with me."

"Oh-kay then."

"Now everybody count to purple," Dogen instructed. "Green, brown, puce, magenta, grey, balloon, yellow, red…"

Quentin looked over at Raz. "Get comfortable, man, he went through ten rainbows last time."

"Pink, salmon, orange, blue green…"

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Author's Note: I really need to get back to writing this. It's fun and theraputic.