“I didn’t know that you were into Faulkner,” Ben commented as he walked over 
to his suitcase, which was lying on the floor. “Anyways, are you going home 
for the Fourth of July?”

“No. My family never really celebrated this holiday, except with a cook out, 
so I thought I’d just stay here and read some Faulkner.” Demetrius flipped a 
page in his book.

“Jason isn’t going home either, but that’s because he finally found himself a 
girl following and would rather suck face with them then go home and spend 
time with his family,” Ben said bitterly as he folded his clothes and placed 
them in the suitcase. He was more bitter at the fact that he didn’t have a 
girl following then Jason not going home for the holidays.

“Yeah,” Demetrius frowned, turning another page in his book. He was lying on 
his bed with his feet hanging off the end. “I wish he wouldn’t do that.”

“Do what?” Ben asked, tossing some socks into his suitcase.

“Lead all those girls on just for, you know. I don’t agree with that.” 
Demetrius set his book aside and sat up.

“I don’t really agree with it either, but what can I do? I’m lucky you two 
even talk to me,” Ben laughed.

“I don’t know why we’re considered so ‘popular’ or whatever. I suppose it’s 
because we’re on the soccer team,” Demetrius looked out their window.

“Are you saying you don’t like being popular?” Ben asked, surprised.

“No, I mean it’s nice,” Demetrius admitted, “but I’m old fashioned in the way 
that I believe in abstinence until marriage.” Ben didn’t say anything as he 
gathered up the items under his bed. “Don’t you?”

“Well, I did, but then…” Ben’s words trailed off as he deposited the items 
into his suitcase and struggled to close it. He sat on it and eventually got 
it to zip completely. “I mean, you’re nineteen and about to turn twenty, same 
as me. You can’t say that you’ve never…”

Demetrius looked over at Ben. “I can’t believe this. I always thought that 
you, of all people, would be-“

“Lighten up, Demetrius! You’re just like this because you can’t get any! I 
made a mistake, but it’s that mistake that keeps me in the popular crowd with 
you and Jason. I’m not like you two, I was never very popular and I finally 
did something that makes me popular. Jason likes the idea, so why can’t you?” 
Ben interrupted, fuming and shaking with anger.

“Oh yeah, like Jason’s the best guy in the world! Heaven forbid that I have 
morals.” Demetrius found his temper rising, and as he was always calm and 
very rarely angry, this was slightly frightening to Ben.

“I forgot, you like online girls, don’t you? It’s because you could never get 
one in real life.” Ben had crossed the line and he knew it.

“Online or not, it doesn’t matter, my morals are the same. If this makes me a 
lesser person in your eyes, then I really don’t wish to…” Demetrius stopped. 
He sat down on his bed and picked up his book. He was finished with this 
conversation. He didn’t like to get angry or argue, and he had almost told 
Ben something that he knew he would later forget.

“Hey, Demetrius,” Ben called, frowning, “look, I’m sorry.” Demetrius didn’t 
say anything, only sighed. “Well, I guess I’ll see you later.” Ben picked up 
his suitcase and walked across the room. He opened the door and exited the 
room, closing the door behind him. Demetrius sighed and set his book down 
again.

He walked over to his laptop and placed the virtual reality helmet over his 
head, logging on to Pokemon World Online.

ooo

Pokemon World Online

Login 10: Misty-eyed Pichu

Disclaimer: I own my original charcters, but not pokemon or Satoshi Tajiri or 
William Faulkner and any of his related novels. I do own the online universe, 
though. Here's part 10. I know part 9 was rather short and maybe a bit of a 
let down after the action packed eighth part, but I hope to make it up with 
this part about the Misty Dew competition. So, enjoy and don't forget to 
review.

Speaking of which, this chapter is dedicated to marco2050 as he is away with 
the army and will be unable to review. His reviews always helped with 
spelling, mechanics, and plot that seemed to be lacking, so this chapter is 
dedicated to you, my best critic. Good luck and safe passage.

ooo

Helium, Aura, Twilmer, Ontaro, Emily23, Sparia, Max, Victoria, Machop, 
Bunneary, and Gloom were gathered in the center square (also known as the 
market square) waiting for the Misty Dew event to start. Helium was quiter 
then Twilmer could ever remember and EMily23 also seemed to be preoccupied 
with her own thoughts. "Why am I in this hustle and bustle of trampling feet 
if I don't even plan on participating in this event?" Twilmer grumped as she 
crossed her paws across her chest.

"That's a very good point. I can't stand crowds," Aura said in distaste as 
she looked around at all of the n00bs and fangirls that surrounded her. 
"Let's get out of here and some place not completely surrounded by girls who 
wish thier own dismal loves could be full of romance." Twilmer nodded and she 
and Aura made thier way through the crowd and into a side street. All the 
shops had been closed for the day, so there wasn't much to do. Aura spotted a 
bench and the two plopped down on it.

Twilmer looked up in distaste as Ontaro came into view. "Go away," Twilmer 
demanded. Aura glared at him, making Ontaro feel very uneasy.

"I don't care for the Misty Dew event either, so I thought I'd come and sit 
with you guys." The two females glared at him, so he sat on the curb of the 
sidewalk next to Twilmer. His Machop sat next to him so he wouldn't be alone. 
Ontaro had to get some information out of the admin and he figured the best 
way was to spend the day with her while she avoided the event. Unfortunately, 
his hopes sank as it seemed both charcters became idle soon. "Are you guys 
there?" he asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm just starting to read this book Helium reccomended to me 
yesterday. It's called 'Faulkner's Love' and it's not half bad so far," 
Twilmer said casually. Ontaro gave her a weird look, pondering why she didn't 
just log out to read.

"Isn't that a Misty Dew novel? I thought you hated those," Aura raised an 
eyebrow at the admin.

"Yes, I do hate romance novels, but Helium asked me to read this, so I said I 
would. He's reading 'As I Lay Dying' for me, so I figure things even out," 
Twilmer explained.

"Whatever you say," Aura said, leaning back on the bench and yawning widely. 
She stretched her arms and placed them behind her head. "It seems that you 
and that Helium kid are rather chummy. Anything going on there that I should 
know about?" Aura asked, closing one eye to get a better look at the Pichu-
turned admin.

"No, not that I'm aware of. He just happens to be the first member of my 
party, so I suppose I'm closer to him than the rest of our party. You and him 
are pretty much the only sane members on this party, aside from me, of 
course." Twilmer was unaware of the blush creeping onto her Pichu cheeks. 
Aura just shook her head and looked up at the blue sky above them. The area 
they were in didn't experiance shifts in weather conditions like higher level 
areas. After they left this town tomarrow, they would be heading to higher 
level areas and the defender, herbalist, and tamer would be at a 
disadvantige.

Aura sighed, closing her eyes, which opened soon afterwards as she heard the 
clink of Ontaro's shield. "I just remembered that I was supposed to send King 
Phillip III a pm at the next town we arrived in." Ontaro excused himself, 
walking on down a side alley.

"Good ridence," Twilmer muttered.

ooo

Ontaro leaned against the wall of an alleyway out of earshot of Twilmer’s 
sensitive, Pichu ears. His Machop looked up at him and shook her head. She 
did not approve of what she knew he was about to do. As Ontaro opened up his 
PWO mail menu, Dream stepped out of the shadows to his right. “You have 
information for me?” she asked, her voice drifted to him in a scintillating 
manner. Her accent was heavy, though Ontaro could not quite pinpoint it’s 
origin.

“Yes, and I think you’ll find it quite useful,” Ontaro said, his words rushed 
as his face flushed and his heart rate increased.

"I shall be the judge of that," Dream walked over to him, her heeled boots 
making no sound on the cobblestone road, which was unusual but was a fact 
that went unnoticed by Ontaro, "what is the news?"

"Well, it seems that, and I've noticed this myself as well, but in a 
conversation that the admin had with the new member of our party that Twilmer 
seems to be developing feelings for the herbalist of our party, Helium." 
Ontaro's thoughts came out faster than his words could follow.

"That is an interesting bit of information. I had suspected something, but 
was uncertain as to whether or not it was true. Helium is un interesting 
charcter himself. Though he is relatively low in level, he is able to make 
some combinations that should be way beyond his skill level. It seems his 
partner, Gloom, is to be blamed for this. He wears a pink robe because he 
couldn't afford anything else with his poke at the time and doesn't change it 
now because he's become quite attached to it. He goes to Hampton University 
in Hampton, Maryland, USA. There he is studying chemistry and botany and is 
on the soccer team. He is room mates with a boy named Ben and he still has a 
Twilmer plushie in his inventory. I had wondered why he was keeping it."

"How do you know all that?" Ontaro asked Dream with wide-eyed wonder.

"I told you that I could make dreams come true, as well as my own. It's 
simple. Once I have access to your profile I can pretty much found out 
anything about a gamer that I want to; in game or in real life. A profile set 
to private, though, is a nightmare." Dream looked at Ontaro and considered 
him for a moment before she smiled. "It is now time for your dream to come 
true for delivering this important bit of information to me." Dream 
approached Ontaro, coming dangerously close to him. Ontaro got goosebumps and 
ignored the disapproving and jealous glare from his Machop. Ontaro leaned 
forward, but Dream put a finger to his lips once again.

"You have not done enough for me yet to have that dream come true. My dreams 
must come true first for that to happen." Dream looked at him a second with a 
thoughtful expression on her face. "It seems that you're party is about to be 
heading towards tough terratory full of higher level charcters than your 
group is used to." Dream snapped her fingers. "I figure level 41 will be a 
nice dream to come true. Au revoir." Dream stepped back into the shadows and 
was gone.

Ontaro checked his status screen and gasped, "I really am at level 41!" 
Machop was happy for her partner, but she frowned because her level had 
remained unchanged. For sucess in PWO, the pokemon and partner usually 
leveled up together. Machop sighed. She would figure a way to keep up with 
Ontaro without worrying the defender, not that he would anyways.

ooo

"My eyes! They Bleed!" Twilmer shouted. Aura looked over at her and raised an 
eyebrow. "This book is completely ridiculous! I can't believe I let Helium 
talk me into this," Twilmer sighed.

"I can. You do crazy things for those whom you care deeply for. I'm not 
implying that you like him or anything of that manner, but it's not hard to 
see that you've bonded with the herbalist."

"Aren't you miss know-it-all, and considering that you've been a member of 
this game longer than I have and the fact that you're at a higher level than 
me, I suppose that's right. What makes you so all-knowing?" Twilmer asked, 
placing her paws on her hips.

"Well, it's something I don't wish to share with you right now, no offense." 
Aura looked up at the admin.

Twilmer nodded, "I actually understand where you're coming from. It's why I 
have my profile set to private." Twilmer jumped off the bench and looked 
around. "You know, Ontaro has been gone a very long time. Do you think he's 
idle? Not that I care, but I'm interested to see what his away message says," 
the admin giggled mischevously.

"Just because you have the ability to edit people's away messages if they 
contain inappropriate content," Aura glared at Twilmer, who held up a peace 
sign with her paw. "Let me check his profile...no, his away message isn't up 
so-HOLY -" PWO's built in censor caught the language that Aura had used and 
bleeped it out.

"Language, please. What's up?" Twilmer asked, hopping back up on the bench.

"I checked everyone's profile yesterday while I was looking for your party in 
this city. Ontaro's level was in the 20s then, and now it's 41! I have never 
heard of a player's level gaining such a boost in such a short period of 
time!" Aura gasped.

"That's impossible! Even if he had stayed online all last night playing, 
which I know for a fact he didn't as I was on all last night, he couldn't 
have raised nearly 20 levels in that short amount of time."

"I smell a hacker," Aura growled, placing her left hand on the hilt of one of 
her katanas. "Stay here. I'm going to investigate. Come Sparia." Aura and 
Sparia walked briskly to the spot where Ontaro had departed them and 
continued down the back alleys. Twilmer grumbled at being ordered around by 
Aura, but obeyed out of respect for her.

"I wonder if he really was sending King Phillip III a PWO mail," Twilmer 
pondered before a smirk crossed her face. "Only one way to find out." She 
opened up her PWO mail menu and started to write a PWO mail to the ESMS 
leader.

ooo

Helium was walking along at a slow pace, having used up a lot of energy 
searching the city. The event's goal was to search for five items from the 
Misty Dew novels that were hidden through out the city and be the first to 
return back with all of them. Helium had found three and it didn't look like 
the other two were going to appear. "I went to the cafe, like the scene from 
'My Coffee's Sugar' and got the mug. I found the coin randomly on the 
sidewalk, like in 'Penny for Your Thoughts'. I even found the pack of gum 
from 'Chewy Love Stories: a collection of sugary sweet tales'. I've checked 
all other scenarios possible and nothing." Helium sighed quietly as he sat on 
a bench; Gloom hopping up next to him.

He allowed his thoughts to stray, in hopes that they would find a scene he 
had not yet thought about, however his thoughts kept straying to the fight he 
had with Ben and, oddly enough, Twilmer. His current thoughts were of 
reinacting the scene from 'My Coffee's Sugar' with Twilmer, but he shook his 
head with a blush when they strayed to the kissing scene. He sighed, standing 
up and continuing down the cobblestone road. "One good thing," Helium 
commented to his Gloom, "Twilmer has the same morals involving abstinance 
until marraige as I do."

Helium tried to concentrate on finding the items, but it was no use. Once the 
admin had entered his thoughts, she would not leave him alone. Bits of 
conversations they had had over the past two weeks replayed themselves in his 
mind. He placed a hand on the shoulder where Twilmer usually perched, which 
had suddenly felt very empty. He could feel her soft fur on his cheek and the 
steady movements of her side as she breathed. He blushed; which stood out 
more predominately because of the pink robe.

Helium was so deep into his thoughts that he ran right into Emily23. Helium 
managed to stay on his feet, but Emily23 fell down. "Hey! Oh, it's you, 
Helium. You totally pwned me," Emily23 laughed as she picked herself up. One 
look into Helium's face showed that his mind was a hundred miles away from 
the city. "Earth to Helium! Hello!" She waved a hand in front of his face, 
and alas, nothing. "Max, why don't you use a watergun to wake up pur 
herbalist friend here." Emily23 grinned. Max looked at her for a second, 
blinked, yawned, then used the watergun attack.

"Huh?" Helium looked around. "What just happened? Why am I wet?" Helium held 
out his robes.

"You were daydreaming. Lol, you look so funny wet. What were you thinking 
about, anyways?" she asked.

"N-nothing," Helium stuttered. Emily23 raised an eyebrow at him. "I'm 
serious, it was nothing. I was just thinking about where the other items 
were."

Emily23 examined him for a second and then smiled, "Ah! Me 2! Maybe we should 
look together? Then again, we might fight over the same item if we did. Oh 
well, ttyl!" Emily23 waved as her, Bunneary, and Max walked off. Helium 
released a sigh of relief.

ooo

"Where is that little -beep-? When I get my hands on his -beep- he will be 
dead." Aura grumbled as she walked down differant alleyways, Sparia in 
disgust at the amount of filth that bordered the cobblestone roads. Aura 
didn't like hackers and with good reason, as she was a bounty hunter. Aura 
had long ago became slightly bored with PWO, but when she had heard that rare 
items were given as awards for capturing hackers and turning them in to the 
local moderator, she decided that excitement could be found in that. (Note: 
Each town has a moderator that is in charge of making sure rules are followed 
in that town so the admins won't have to keep visiting towns every time a 
problem occurs)

If her memory served her correctly, then the programming was weakest in the 
north-most side of town. This was because the transition from town to a 
differant environment wasn't always a smooth process with the graphics 
generator, which is why glitches were more prone to occur on the outskirts of 
a town. She made a detour and accessed her PWO mail. She selected Drix from 
her lirt of contacts and a smile played slightly on her lips as she typed a 
message to him.

"Drix, it seems that someone in the administrator's party has hacked into his 
account or has had someone hack into it for him, raising his level. Which 
ever the case is, hackers mean nothing but trouble. If you or any of the top 
ten have information involving hackers in the low level areas, please let me 
know. As much as I hate associating with the rest of them, it's unavoidable. 
Thanks, Aura." Aura sent the message and closed her mail. As much as she 
didn't like the top ten, she had a strange respect for Drix and his partner 
Salamance, who were the only player and partner combo that had ever bested 
her in combat. Since then, they had become friendly rivals and had respected 
each other's skills.

Aura ran swiftly done a path and finally found Ontaro, who seemed to be in a 
daze, stupidly holding a finger to his lips. Aura withdrew both her katanas 
and placed them to Onatro's throat. "Don't move," she hissed dangerously. 
Sparia stood on the other side of Ontaro, holding up her glowing wings in 
order to use a steel wing attack in necesary.

"What? What are you doing?" Ontaro asked, shocked to see the swordswoman and 
the Empoleon standing in front of him.

"You're level has raised by nearly 20 in a less than 18 hour time frame. 
There is no way this could have been done if not through hacking. I'm afraid 
as a bounty hunter, I have no choice but to turn you in." Aura's voice 
chilled the air around them. Machop stood protectively in fornt of her 
partner and looked Aura in the eye bravely. "Stand aside, Machop. You are not 
the one who hacked."

"Chop!" Machop shook her head and glared at Aura.

"She's right! I didn't hack! I don't know how my level grew!" Ontaro tried to 
step back, but the blades were pressed to his throat as he moved.

"We shall see," Aura kept the katanas to his throat and led him to the local 
moderator's station, Sparia taking the rear and watching the Machop out of 
the corner of her eye. Luckily the moderator had not stepped out of office to 
join in the Misty Dew festivities.

"Can I help you?" the moderator asked cautiously, taking in the legendary 
sowrdswoman and the defender that was being held hostage.

"I believe this man has hacked into the mainframe in order to raise his level 
by nearly twenty." Aura removed her katanas from Ontaro's neck and placed 
them back in thier sheaths, but was ready to draw them if they were needed.

"I didn't hack! You have to believe me!" Ontaro pleaded, his Machop nodding 
at what he said.

"Oy, it's just not my day," the mod muttered, "and I don't even get paid. 
Sure, they can pay administrators, but what about the mods? No, all we get is 
a price reduction for playing this game." The moderator motioned for Ontaro 
to step onto a small, metal platform. "Okay, we're just going to run a test 
on you. This will log into the virtual reality helmet that you're using and, 
via the nerve implements which allow you to feel pain in this world, we will 
run a lie detector test." The mod sounded as if she would rather have been 
anywhere but where she was at the moment. "Did you hack into the mainframe?"

"No! I don't know how my level got to be where it is now," Ontaro lied 
through his teeth and hoped that it wouldn't register. If he was thought to 
have been hacking, he would be banned from the game or worse; they might find 
out about Dream. As if reading his mind, his Machop gave him a warning look.

"Okay, it says you're telling the truth. Someone must really like you, kid, 
to hack into your acocunt to raise your level like that. Now, as I'm sure you 
don't want your level lowered back, the two of you are free to go. Leave," 
the mod waved them away, taking a seat in her red arm chair. Aura was about 
to say something, but closed her mouth, realising that it wouldn't be worth 
her time to speak to the mod. This mod couldn't even keep the city clean, 
much less help her with the problem.

ooo

Twilmer grinned when she heard what happened. Aura had just reported to her 
the events that had transpired. Ontaro stood back from the group, hating his 
life. His Machop looked up at him with worry. "I hate lazy mods, and 
especially Trill, the mod for this city. She doesn't like to do modwork, yet 
she holds it above everyone else's head that she is one." Twilmer looked over 
at Ontaro and grinned evily. "Too bad you didn't contact me because I have 
the proof you would've needed. Well, it may not have convicted him, but it 
shows that he was lying about what he was going to do." Twilmer opened up a 
PWO mail. "Look at this. It says that King Phillip III didn't get a PWO mail 
from you, nor did he ever ask you to mail him." Twilmer glared at him, 
grinning like a child with a new found authoritive position. "I say that 
lying to a mod and possible hacking deserves an upped warning level."

"You're enjoying this way too much," Aura said; an amused expression her 
face.

"An upped warning level temporarily blocks you from being able to receive 
benefits from events, like your fellow party members, for 14 days. It also 
puts your name on a list that is looked at whenever a serious hacking or 
crime is taking place. Your warning level can be risen or declined from that 
point, so don't tick me off." Twilmer stood up and twirled, raising her paws 
with her cheeks sparking menicingly. Victoria yawned, not impressed by the 
admin's show. "Fine," Twilmer grumbled and snapped her fingers. Ontaro 
checked his profile and saw that his warning level had been raised by one. He 
refrained from commenting in case his mouth made him get his level raised 
even more.

"Two differant level raises in one day," Aura shook her head. Victoria was 
glaring heatedly at Sparia because she was jealous that she had not been the 
hero to catch a potential hacker. Sparia was ignoring her, sniffing at the 
trivial and childish act. The Weavile made another rude gesture with her 
middle claw, which ticked Sparia off. Sparia turned and used a bubble attack. 
Victoria dodged and unleashed a shadowball.

"Victoria, stop it!" Twilmer demanded, but her partner ignored her, using 
agility to run towards the giant penguin pokemon. Her claws was glowing and 
she brought it down to use cursh claw, but Sparia simple held up a wing to 
block the attack. Sparia sniffed and watched the little pokemon unleash an 
icebeam. Sparia knocked this away as well and hit Victoria hard with a steel 
wing. Victoria fell back, badly hurt. "Victoria, they're about thirty levels 
higher than us. You know we don't stand a chance against them," Twilmer tried 
to reason with her pokemon. Victoria sat up and held her cheek where the wing 
had connected with her face. She growled and tried to get up, but fell down 
again. "Victoria."

"You're partner is a bit head strong and doesn't think before she acts," Aura 
observed.

"Yeah, I know," Twilmer admitted with a sigh, "but that's part of why I love 
her." Twilmer almost lost herself to a montage of memories involving the 
times the two had shared, when Ontaro cleared his throat. "What in blazes do 
you want?" Twilmer asked angrily.

"The herbalist is coming." Ontaro pointed down an alleyway.

"Really?" Twilmer looked. Ontaro smiled, seeing how fast the admin had 
reacted to this information, looking around frantically for the pink-robed 
man.

"Hey guys," Helium smiled sheepishly as he walked into the abandoned street 
where the others were gathered.

"Have you found all the items yet?" Twilmer asked.

"No, but I couldn't concentrate on them, because, well," Helium fell silent, 
sitting down on the bench. Twilmer jumped up beside him, looking up into his 
face with confusuion and a hint of annoyance. Victoria was still laying where 
she had fallen, her pride hurt.

"I'm going to go check up on Emily23's progress. Come, Ontaro. I think you 
should as well." Aura walked over to the defender.

"Not that I'm not happy that you're taking Ontaro away, but why would you 
want to check up on Em?" Twilmer asked.

Aura shook her head. "Tamers will be necesary in the higher level areas we're 
about to enter. It's key that our tamer is in good condition. That and 
Helium's giving off 'we need alone time' vibes." Aura smiled. Twilmer looked 
at her, confused. Aura just waved the look away and led Ontaro, rather 
roughly, down the street that led towards the square, thier pokemon tagging 
along behind.

"What's with her?" Twilmer asked, her tiny arms crossed across her chest. 
“And what does she mean by ‘alone time’?” Twilmer raised an eyebrow. “So, why 
aren’t you still participating in the event? I thought you loved Misty Dew, 
though god knows why.”

“Well, I can’t stay focused on the event because I keep thinking about…you…” 
Helium admitted with a blush.

“Well, yeah, I mean I am unforgettable, plus the whole reason any of you are 
in this party is to worship…I mean…help me, but that’s still not a good 
excuse. You love those sappy, eye-bleeding novels,” Twilmer looked up at him. 
She wasn’t glaring, but Helium began to turn red under the stare of the 
beady, black Pichu eyes.

“No, not like that, you see, I just…” the words wouldn’t find their way to 
Helium’s mouth and he just ended up stuttering. He sighed and decided to put 
that topic aside. “I started to read the Faulkner book you suggested last 
night.”

“Really?” Twilmer’s ears perked up. “So, how do you like it? It’s probably a 
thousand times better than that Mountain Dew writer.”

“I must say, it’s a very interesting style, and-” Helium began, but was 
interrupted as an announcement was made over the city’s local broadcasting 
system.

“Attention gamers! Our Misty Dew contest has come to an end. We are excited 
to announce that the winner of our 4th week contest is none other than the 
tamer and Bunneary fan-“

“You HAVE to be kidding me, you don’t think they mean,” Twilmer began when 
she heard that.

“-Emily23 of the Twilmer party.” The announcer continued.

“Yes, they do mean her.” Helium smiled.

“Though she’s a low level gamer, she’s big on clue hunting. As the first to 
find all five items, I confer to you the award of 5000 poke as well as a 
Misty Dew potion. This potion acts as a love serum, causing the gamer that 
drinks it to fall in love with the next person they see on their party. The 
label will tell you all that you need to know about it. Now this item is 
intended only for laughs, so use it responsibly.” The announcer warned.

"This just keeps getting better and better," Twilmer muttered as she, Gloom, 
Victoria, and Helium jumped up from the bench and began to head towards the 
square to meet thier fellow party members.

ooo

End Part 10

That took me waaaay too long to write, but it's done now, so please review!