Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia, the Wizard of Oz, Tropicana or the Bronx. OK? OK.

OK, guys! Sorry for the long wait! I had an extreme case of writer's block. But then, while I was listening to the first Full Metal Alchemist theme song, "Melissa," I got an idea! And that is what inspired me to include a certain puppy, look back at the other chapters if you really don't remember. So in this chapter, Genis and Rodyle are looking for Sheena, who stole poor Genis' kendama. They will meet a certain girl and her monkey on the way as well.

"How long have we been walking, Rodyle?"

"About an hour, my lord," responded Rodyle.

"Hmph. Are you…tired, slave?"

"Yes…I mean no! Of course not! I could never, EVER…"

"Shut up!"

"Yes sir."

Genis sighed. "I am surrounded by idiots." The random idiots surrounding him burst into tears when they heard this and ran off screaming, "We'll get you for this someday, brat!"

"I'd like to see you try!" spat Genis after them. "Fools!"

Rodyle opened his mouth to say something, but Genis glared at him and he wisely shut his pie hole.

"There she is!" said a random Munchkin. Genis stepped on the Munchkin deliberately, growled, and ran over to the ninja, who was absentmindedly sitting on a log, twirling the kendama.

"Fujibayashi," said Genis, "give me back my kendama…now."

Sheena looked at him. "Huh? When'd you get here? And…I don't have a kenda…" She stopped twirling the weapon and fell silent for a moment. "Oh yeah…"

Genis crossed his arms and glared at her. "Give it to me."

"No," was her response. She calmly got up. Taking a look around, she suddenly turned white as a sheet and ran off in the other direction. "NOBODY SHOULD BE FORCED TO SEE THAT!" she yelled.

Genis looked over. His eye twitched. "I'm only 12. I shouldn't be seeing things like that," he said rather coldly.

Regal and Origin were coming up the road wearing frilly pink dresses with ribbons, sparkles, matching hair ties, and just enough makeup to make them look really frickin' ugly but without looking like clowns. (If anyone can draw this, it would be appreciated! Seriously!)

"So, like, Regal, do you Yahoo?"

"I don't know. Sometimes I use Google though."

"Google sucks."

"What are you talking about?" asked Genis as they passed him.

"We're talking about the best ways to get videos," said Regal and Origin.

"Videos of what?"

"Now THAT is none of your business," said Regal.

"I look for videos of fat guys eating corn dogs," said Origin.

Regal and Genis stared at him. "R-really?"

"Yes…what? Why are you staring?"

"BECAUSE YOU WATCH FAT GUYS EAT CORN DOGS!"

"Sometimes it's ice cream," sighed Origin dreamily.

Genis yelled, "Rodyle! Come! We must flee!"

"Yes, my lord," responded the Ugly One.

Genis and Rodyle took off in the direction Sheena had run just a few minutes ago. They found her drowning a chicken. "Um…Miss Fujibayashi, I would appreciate it if you would give me back my kendama."

"The kendama? Oh yeah, that thing. I sold it to some dude named Remiel for 5 ½ Gald."

"5 ½ GALD?" screamed Genis. "YOU SOLD MY KENDAMA FOR 5 ½ GALD?"

"Well, yeah. I needed it to buy this chicken." Sheena put the chicken's head in the water again. Little bubbles floated up from its beak. "It's dying," she whispered in a possessed voice.

Genis nodded. "I can see that."

Sheena looked up at him. "Anyway, that's what happened to the kendama. Remiel has it."

Genis sighed. "Fool," he said. "Rodyle!"

"Yes, my lord?"

"Find this Remiel for me."

Rodyle bowed. "Yes, sir!" He ran off.

"Just wondering, but why is he listening to everything you say?" asked Sheena.

"Oh, well it's a funny story! You see, he…" And so, Genis started to tell the story of Rodyle and the Wonderful Guitar Players.

After about 25 minutes, Rodyle came back dragging Remiel by his hair. "I found the bastard," he said.

"Good." Genis grabbed Remiel and said calmly, "What did you do with my kendama?"

"Your kendama? That was your kendama? Oh shit…"

"What do you mean, 'oh shit'?" asked Genis.

"Well, you see, I sold it…for 5,000 Gald…"

"That's a better price!" Genis suddenly cleared his throat. "Anyway, who did you sell it to?"

"Um…I think his name was…or was it a woman…no, no…oh…uh…I sold it to someone named Raine."

"Raine!" shrieked Genis. "No…"

(A/N: Have any of you noticed that Raine never showed up until now? Just something to point out, she has not shown up at all because I really, REALLY don't like her.)

"Why are you all like, anguished and crap?" asked Rodyle.

"Because…Raine is…my sister."

"Your sister!" exclaimed Remiel. "She was scary, too! I suppose it runs in the family," he added smartly.

"Shut up."

Remiel opened his mouth to say something, and Genis glared at him. Remiel closed his mouth. The half-elf boy dropped him.

"Um…Genis?" asked Sheena. "Raine doesn't have—"

"Nonsense, Sheena. Of course she has my kendama."

"But yours is—"

"In the clutches of my sister," finished Genis. "I know she has it."

"But she—"

"Silence!"

Sheena was quiet, but only for a moment. Then she picked up a random crate of fish. "Oh, MITHOS! I gots yer fishieeees!"

"GIVE ME MY FISH!" yelled Mithos, who appeared out of nowhere and started to attack Sheena viciously.

"Never!" Sheena said, triumphantly holding the crate.

The two of them ran off, one screaming, the other laughing hysterically.

Genis and Rodyle left them to their screaming and laughing. They set off on their quest after mortally wounding Remiel (YAY!).

On the way, they were stopped by Botta. Botta yelled, "Fear me, for I am the Fluffy Bunny Stealer and I have come for your bunny! I am…Botta!"

Genis and Rodyle screamed, for if you remember, whoever heard Botta's name (except Yuan) screamed. "Do not speak your name!" howled Genis.

"What, you mean…BOTTA!" said the Fluffy Bunny Stealer maniacally, for he had rapidly been discovering that people screamed.

"Yes," squeaked Genis before the mystical and horrific power of Botta's name took over.

Botta shrugged. "Okay." He left, whistling show tunes. A random person was heard screaming, "The devil contacts me through old show tunes! MUST BURN IT ALL! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Genis stopped dead in his tracks. "That was Raine, wasn't it," he said in a broken voice.

"Yes, milord," said Rodyle. "That was Raine."

"Oh, SHIT."

With Raine, who had just whipped out her "Mega Ultra Box of Matches From the Depths of Hell Ha Ha Ha Mortals Bow Down Before My Wrath Ummmm I Mean Don't Kill Puppies", she suddenly and miraculously heard her little brother swearing. She said in a very demented voice, "Dooooooon't sweeeeeeear, Genissssssssssssssssss…"

Colette, who was walking by with Lloyd on a leash (A/N: o.O), paused and looked at her oddly. Then she grinned and kept on walking, dragging the degraded Lloyd behind her.

Raine put the matches away and pulled out her staff. She twirled it expertly, hit an old man with it, and went on her way to go find her potty-mouthed little brother.

Along the way, she ran into a man named Joe. Joe was a Viking with a tail (you will NOT understand this; maybe only S.I.S will, and that's only maybe…I told her about it one time. This is an inside joke of sorts between my brother and I). Raine tossed him a nickel, and Joe screamed, "HOORAY!" and clung to Raine's left leg and refused to let go. So now Raine was a female half-elf with a hobo being dragged from her left leg, and she was NOT happy about it. Eventually she had to kick Joe into a lake. Rumors say you can still hear Joe's voice howling, "Thaaank you for the niiiiiickeeeeeeeel…"

Anyway, Raine saw a cat along the way. She picked it up. "It's so…so…" She paused. "Cute?" Sighing, she put it down. "What is cute?" She tried to remember. "Oh yeah. Cute is that Yuan guy, but I think he is gay," said Raine sadly. (A/N: I do not really think Yuan is gay, and I have no problem with gays. So please, PLEASE don't flame me for this comment.)

She suddenly smiled. "And Genis is cute! SPEAKING OF WHICH…" She cleared her throat. "He swore and must die." Flames popped up in the background and her eyes glowed red. "Grr," she said pathetically. The flames disappeared and the evil music stopped in the characteristic scratching noise. Raine sobbed, "I'm not evil! I'M NOT EVIL!" She stood. "Oh well!"

With Genis and Rodyle, they had stopped on their quest yet again. There was a very interesting puppy in their way. It was rapping! And it was rapping Eminem! Here is what he was rapping.

"The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin', but superstardom's close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter—"

Genis kicked it and it exploded. "Now, Rodyle…tactical maneuver number 2!"

The two of them linked arms and started do-si-doing in a circle. They sang, "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz!" There was a musical break since they didn't know those words. "…Because, because, because, because, beCAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSE! Because of the wonderful things he does!" and they kept on skipping down the trail, continuing to sing.

It was rather scary.

Presea walked past them, did a double take, stared dementedly, and continued walking.

Halfway on their way to Altamira, they found a place called "The Bronx." Genis and Rodyle stared at the wooden and breaking sign. Rodyle poked it and it crumbled to dust. Genis jumped back. "W-what was that!" he shrieked, then regained his cold, calculating mood and took 2 steps forward to make up for his small jump. "Let us go."

Rodyle hesitated. "Are you sure, milord?"

"Yes. Now come."

Rodyle gulped and followed his master.

They emerged in the middle of a bustling city and started choking on the smog immediately. "What is this evil miasma!" asked Genis.

"I don't know," said Rodyle, and then promptly choked. "Perhaps it's…" He burst into another coughing fit.

Genis regained his composure and took a very short breath. "If you—" He gasped for air. "Take little—breaths like—this you'll—be fine!"

A man in black walked past them. "You new here?" he asked in a strange accent.

"Yes," gasped Rodyle. "We can't—breathe your—" He spluttered.

"Air," finished Genis, wheezing.

"Oh, air! Why didn't ya say so? There ain't no fresh air in the Bronx no more!"

"So—what is—it?"

"Smoke!" said the man triumphantly.

"Smoke?" coughed Rodyle incredulously.

"Yep! I was born an' bred here and I know the air is at LEAST half smog from them cars over there."

(A/N: Just so you know, I have nothing against New York or the Bronx. I also know the smog thing is NOT true. I just…hate big places. And when I first got to New York, the first thing I noticed was all the cars spitting out pollutants. I know, I know, there are cars in CT, where I live, but I could see black stuff coming out of a few tailpipes. I've only seen that here once. So if you live in New York, please take no offense; I don't live in the big city and don't know what it's like.)

"Cars? What are—cars?"

"WHAT ARE CARS! You don't know what cars are!" The man looked at Genis as if he had grown an extra head with four ears and a tentacle coming out of his eye.

"No."

However, before the man could explain what cars were, the two half-elves had dematerialized and were in Altamira. "That was…odd," said Genis.

"Yes."

"Let us never speak of it again."

"Yes, milord."

At that exact moment, a bunch of dancers randomly showed up singing a song about orange juice. "TROPICANA!" they yelled triumphantly at the end.

Genis and Rodyle found themselves in the middle of a circle of geeks.

So of course the geeks had to die.

"That…was fun," sighed Genis.

"Yes."

Raine popped up out of nowhere. "Found you!" both siblings yelled at the same time. "You were looking for me? I was looking for you! Hey! Stop copying me! I'm not copying, I'm saying things in unison, you twit! Shut up!"

"Okay, Genis, you go first."

"Okay. I was looking for you because Remiel sold you my kendama."

"Your ken—that wasn't yours. It belonged to someone named Mr. Bob."

"Then where's—"

"In your back pocket."

There was a moment of silence. He distinctly remembered now, his conversation with Sheena after he'd turned around, how she'd insisted Raine didn't have his kendama.

"Rodyle?"

"Yes, milord?"

"Never speak of this again, either."

"Yes, milord."

"So," said Raine, "now that we've figured out that…you must die, little brother."

Genis pulled his kendama out of his pocket. "Why?"

"You swore. You said 'shit.'"

"So did you!"

Raine blinked. "Oops…" She hit Genis over the head and then hit herself. "OoOoOoOoOoh…I really pack a punch, don't I?" she asked woozily.

"Yep," said Genis before his older sister fainted.

"So…milord?"

"Yes?"

"This adventure is over, correct?"

"Yes…but do not worry. We will make appearances in other chapters as well, my servant…UNSCHEDULED appearances…"

Unfortunately, the authoress, hard at work on her stupid little Dell, typing this stupid fic for you stupid people (nothing I mentioned is really stupid!), missed that. So who knows? Maybe they will make an appearance. The future can only tell.

By the way, this means there's a poll. Those of you who like the alternating thing between adventures, say you want to keep it. If you want Genis and Rodyle to have smaller parts and only pop up occasionally, then say so! Whichever choice wins…well, you know that part ;;

So, stay tuned for chapter 15! It will take a long time, because these chapters are twice as long as the other ones. The old ones averaged about 2 ½ pages. This one is about 6 ½. So if you don't mind the wait…goodbye! Until next chapter!