Yeah its chapter 3 now and this story is about to get really messed up…. Again it was 3 in the morning and its not my (Ali) or Britt’s fault… Thanks for the very few reviews, I appreciate it. I do wish that some people could review it a little more just for Britt since she writes such good stories. I’m sure she would love it. They don’t even have to be positive, negative is good too. though constructive is best. Anyway if you didn’t know anything between ( and ) are author comments so you can ignore them if you want.

Disclaimer: Yup don’t own any of the final fantasy games or movies or whatever… though it would be so sweet if I did.

Chapter 4:

Once Jecht healed himself with a shabbily cast Curaga spell the two started off back to camp. They arrived talking animatedly, seeing Braska leaning over a pot with a frilly pink apron on.

“We’re back! Is dinner ready?” Rikku called.

“Yup it’s almost done. Have you two seen Auron around anywhere? I haven’t seen him in a while,” Braska answered, testing the hot soup in the pot. Crying out in pain when the hot soup touched his tongue, he proceeded to continue attempting to try the hot soup.

“No, I haven’t seen him either,” Jecht said, staring at the ridiculous sight of Braska in the apron burning his tongue.

“Well, if he doesn’t come back soon he’ll miss dinner,” Braska cheerfully said. At last he succeeded in tasting the soup.

“I bet he got lost…” Jecht muttered, “I call not looking for him.” Jecht put his finger on his nose and Braska quickly followed suit. (he he the nose game)

“Hey! I wasn’t paying attention,” Rikku whined. (This reminds me of Britt a lot)

“Too bad for you! Go look for him,” Braska scolded.

“Fine.” Rikku slowly trudged into the forest calling out Auron’s name half-heartedly. After a while she stopped and sat down on a rock.

“I guess he’s not here. Better go back to camp before Braska and Jecht eat all the dinner,” she muttered to herself. She got up and made her way back to camp.

Meanwhile 3 miles deeper into the forest Auron was wandering aimlessly around.

“I am definitely lost now… I knew I shouldn’t have taken a left at the cheat code building. Damn it!” Auron cursed and held his head in his hands. After a while he stood up, seeming to come up with some strength.

“Ok, so which way should I go? Left, right or straight… Einie meanie minie mo… (blah blah rest of the song) Right it is…” He started to the right, looking cautiously around him with one hand on his sword at all times. Auron continued to walk his chosen path and was unknowingly going straight back to camp (lucky him… its SUCH a coincidence) though it had taken him all knight to pick the correct path and daylight was approaching quickly.

Back at the camp the rest of the crew was sleeping peacefully in their tents. Except for Braska (wow that makes only Rikku and Jecht are actually in their beds…) who suffered from terrible sleeping walking and talking issues and was currently attempting to eat a pinecone. (don’t ask.) He was having problems because it was so damn spiky…

A few hours later morning arrived and they all slowly woke up. Braska woke up in a tree and had to pick pinecone shards out of his teeth. He started making breakfast, macaroni and cheese! (Love it! Live on it.) Rikku woke up completely as soon as the smell of food reached her nose.

“Food!” she ran over and waited patiently for Braska to serve her a bowl. (And by patiently I mean she was practically exploding with anticipation) Jecht came over slightly slower.

“Where do you think Auron is?” Jecht asked.

“I have no idea and I really don’t care!” Rikku replied. Just then Auron stumbled out of the trees and collapsed next to the fire.

“Hungry?” Braska asked.

“Ugg…. Yeah…”

“Well too bad I just ate the last bowl.” Braska smiled and Auron groaned and heading into his tent.

“Well that solves the where’s Auron? game. He should really wear a red and white striped shirt and sell a book where all you do is ruin your eyes by squinting at a picture,” Rikku murmured.

“What was that?” Braska asked.

“Nothing…”