Star Ocean: The Second Story:

By Code Red

Episode 1 ( Pilot Episode ): The Switch-Over:

Ashton: See these hands? They're spatula hands....

Claude: Spatula hands? They look normal to me....

Ashton: Are you kidding? I think they're beginning to *square* off a bit....

Coming up... NEXT!!!!

***** Commercial *****

The series might be over, but the story isn't! Brace yourself for:

Fantastic Fiction: The Movie!

Join Claude, Rena, and friends on an adventure which will lead them through excitement, adventure, and romance! Themed on the Super Specialties of Star Ocean 2, Fantastic Fiction: The Movie is one Star Ocean: The Second Story story that you will NOT want to miss!

Gyoro and Ururun give it two necks up!

***** End Commercial *****

-Setting - Central City; Saturday-

-3:30 PM - Brandywine Tavern-

Chisato, Claude, and Ashton are seated, talking to each other. Chisato is sifting through a bunch of her coupons, and showing them off to Claude and Ashton....

Chisato: ( excitedly ) Look at this, Claude, look! 15% off on a package of eggs, 12% off on milk...; 25% off on cheese... this is a lot of money that I could be saving....

Ashton: Are you kidding!? Coupons are such a big hoax! All's those big corporations have to do is stick some sort of ~negative~ sign or something on there, and you'll have to give away your money! Besides, even the ones which ARE good don't add up to that much savings....

Claude: I'd have to go with Ashton on this one, Chisato - unless you're a FOL-pincher, there really is no use for such....

Chisato: ( drumming her fingers on the table ) Aah, THAT'S why I'm going to get a second mailing account....

Ashton: A second mailing account? What good would that do?

Gyoro and Ururun growl in agreement....

Chisato: Don't you see? If I have another mail address, I can get twice the number of coupons!

Ashton: What? Just to get more coupons? They won't give you more just because you have a second mail account....

Chisato: Aah, don't worry... I'm going to get it under a new ID....

Claude: What? A new ID?

Chisato: Right! That way, they can't verify that it's me....

Claude: But what if they check for fingerprints or DNA or something....?

Chisato: Don't worry, it's not illegal, you know. In fact, I know a lot of people with a double identity....

Ashton: Sheesh...; like... who?

Chisato: Well, there was this guy named Barry...; a psychologist convinced him to change it to Baron the Shlob...

Claude: Eh....

Chisato: And I should tell you about Wilfred Giles - a duplicate job ID convinced him that he, in fact, has a sort of non-alter alter ego....

Ashton: But what will YOUR new name be, Chisato?

Chisato: ... Chisa Misa!

Claude: ... Chisa Misa? Is that some sort of potato chip dip? Like Salsa or something? 'Hey, please pass the Chisa Misa here!'-

Chisato: -But with my new name, I'll be SURE to get double the amount of coupons!-

Claude: COME, I NEED SOME CHISA MISA!!!!-

Ashton: Maybe it's more like a charity, you know. Like, perhaps... 'The Chisa Misa Fund!'

Chisato: ....

Claude: Or, perhaps, it's not a food, but a slogan FOR a food! Like 'pizza pizza' was for one of those ancient Earthen restaurants....

Ashton: ~Chisa ~Misa. ... It COULD work....

Both Ashton and Claude nod in agreement.

Chisato: Uh, guys....

Claude: But where IS this new address going to be located, anyway?

Chisato: That's the bast part.... ( with a heavy grin ) In the bathroom....

Claude: In the BATHROOM????

Chisato: -IN the bathroom!

Ashton: Why there?

Chisato: Well, it's automatically connected to the plumbing, and just a few *minor* alterations could transform it into a realistic room - I can't have the postal service coming up to an apartment with no bed, no stove, or anything like that, you know....

Ashton: ( taking a bite out of his hamburger ) Urgh... speaking of cooking... what sort of quality cows do you think they used to make these burgers?

Claude: What kind of question is that? Can't you see that I'm trying to eat-

Ashton: But how could you eat THIS???? It's hard, grainy; overcooked - you could chip your enamel and have it get wedged between your wisdom teeth or something....

Claude: 'It' as in the enamel, or the burger?

Ashton: ....

Chisato: Are you thinking that you could do better or something?

Ashton: ( drumming his hand on the table ) ~Right~ on the money! I'm going to look into it....

Claude: ( a smirk crossing his face ) Good luck, Ashton....

Ashton: Very funny, Claude - very funny....

***** Commercial *****

Simplistic Maturity Recall:

This Just in: The Physiological Method of Growing up, Simplistic Maturity, has proven defective. That's right - *defective*! Not only is it's proof of working zilch, but it also does more harm than good!

Why is this, you might ask? This is simply because it fosters a split personality! The urge to mature will conflict with that to stay young, fruitful, and active! From right under your nose, you will become TWO people - and have no idea that it's happening!

So, do yourself a favor, and let maturity come naturally, not simply....

***** End Commercial *****

-4:15 PM - Claude's Brandywine Inn room-

Claude is sitting in his hotel room, reading a book....

Claude: ....

Claude quickly flips some pages in the book, as if he is bypassing reading them. As he does this, Precis enters the room, carrying a medium-sized case of sorts....

Precis: Ya know, Claude, that's a horrible habit....

Claude: ( still looking down at the book ) I know, but I just can't NOT look ahead... it's the curiosity that gets me....

Precis: W~EEEE~ll, I might not be able to fix THAT problem...; but I'll soon be able to fix a lot of OTHER things.... ( a huge smile appears on Precis' face )

Claude: What do you mean? ( looking upward, seeing Precis' box ) And what is that box you're holding for?

Precis: It's the Neo Toolkit, I got it through mail-order. It's named for the company's owner, Steven Neo....

Claude: Who, Neil?

Precis: Not Neil, Neo!

Claude: Oh, Neil!

Precis: NOT Ne-I-l! It's Ne-Oh! ( spelling it out ) 'N'... 'E'... 'O'!

Claude: Oooh...; what's in it, anyway?

Precis: Oh, a bunch of wrenches n' stuff, I guess...; do you have anything for me to test it out on?

Claude: Nope, sorry....

Precis: Drat! Oh, I guess I can just tighten up my mailbox... that thing has begun to really loosen up. I don't want it to fall OFF now....

Claude: So, I'll see you later?

Precis: Yep.

Precis leaves Claude's hotel room. Several seconds later, Ashton enters.

Claude: Oh, hey there Ashton. You just missed Precis, you know-

Ashton: ( shoving both of his hands, palms upward, into Claude's face ) Claude, take a look at my hands, will you?

Claude: Ashton, what are you doing?-

Ashton: See these hands? They're spatula hands....

Claude: Spatula hands? They look normal to me....

Ashton: Are you kidding? I think they're beginning to *square* off a bit....

Claude: ( in a tone of skepticism ) No, your fingers still show that surface of curvature. ( skepticism fading ) ... Is this about those hamburgers back down at Brandywine?

Ashton: You *BET* it is!

A phone rings in Claude's room. Claude proceeds to pick it up....

Claude: Hello? Claude Kenni speaking. Who is this?

-Scene shifts to Chisato's room-

Chisato: It's me, Claude! Do you want to come down to my place for a second?

-Scene shifts back to Claude's room-

Claude: What is this about?

Ashton gestures to find out who it is. Claude dismisses him.

-Scene shifts back to Chisato's room-

Chisato: It's my second mailing address. I want you to see it in action. I even ordered some pizzas, too! You can bring along anybody else you want, too!

-Scene shifts back to Claude's room-

Claude: Ok, great - I'll be there....

Claude hangs up the phone....

Ashton: Who was that?

Claude: It was Chisato; she wants to show me her new address in action. Would you like to come? She said that she was going to order some pizzas....

Ashton: Sorry, no can do...; want to meet up with Precis - I need to ask about my spatula hands in proper order, you know....

Claude: ....

-4:23 PM - The halls of the Brandywine Inn section-

Precis can be seen tightening the mailbox to her room, using a wrench from her new tool kit....

Precis: Almost... almost...; there!

As Precis finishes tightening up the bolts of her wall-mounted mailbox, Ashton comes upon her....

Ashton: Hey, Precis - do these hands look spatulated?

Precis: Huh? Whadda'ya mean?

Ashton: You know, like a spatula? The fingers are beginning to even out in length, I think....

Precis: What if they do?

Ashton: ( smiling ) Then, I'll get to cooking....

Gyoro and Ururun each give a resenting grunt....

Ashton: But, I'll need a way to protect my spatula-hands, you know...; I can't have them burning while I cook....

Precis: But that's not a problem! The solution to THIS would be a pair of heat-resistant gloves....

Ashton: You can make those for me?

Precis: Of course! I just need to buy some special flame-resistant latex. Want to come with me to the Tool Shop?

Ashton: You bet!

Ashton and Precis walk away, as they talk. When they're gone, Precis mailbox falls right off the wall!

-4:26 PM - Chisato's Brandywine Inn Room-

Claude is standing outside of Chisato's room. He knocks on the door, which Chisato answers shortly thereafter....

Chisato: Oh, there you are, Claude! I was afraid that the mailman or the pizza guy would come before you....

Claude: So... is it official already?

Chisato: Yep! My bathroom is a designated hotel room now!

Claude: So I see...; did you install all of those 'essentials' which you mentioned earlier?

Chisato: Naah, I decided against it. I'd have to be two SEPARATE entities for that to be necessary. Chisa Misa, in fact, IS Chisato Madison... we're one and the same!

Claude: Chisa Misa...; where DID you come up with that one, anyway?

Chisato: It's an old take on a nickname my closest friends used to call me....

Claude: The Misa was part of it????

Chisato: Nope...; I needed SOME sort of last name, you know....

Claude: ....

A knocking on the door can be heard....

Chisato: I bet that's the you-know who.... Come, follow me!

Claude: ( reluctantly follows Chisato ) ....

Chisato opens the door. A mailman can be seen standing there....

Mailman: Brandywine Service, at your service! ( hands Chisato her mail ) Here you are, ma'am...; Chisato, is it?

Chisato: Yes sir, thank you very much....

Claude: ....

Suddenly, a pizza delivery guy comes upon the room....

Delivery Guy: You're a mailman, right?

Mailman: Yes, that I am....

Delivery Guy: Ok, then ( showing the mailman a piece of paper ) Do you know where this room is?

Mailman: I don't believe so-

Chisato: ( also leaning over, to take a peek ) Oooh, I know! Follow me, you two....!

The mailman and delivery guy both exchange reluctant gazes at each other, and then follow Chisato into her hotel room.

Claude: ....

Chisato retreats into her bathroom, shutting the door while she's inside.

Mailman: What are you doing, ma'am?

Chisato: ( talking through the door ) Ok, pizza guy, you can make your delivery....

Delivery Guy: This is it????

Claude: ....

Chisato opens the door, only allowing her hand to come out. She tacks on an address....

Delivery Guy: ... I guess so....

The exchange of pizza and FOL is made. Chisato then sticks her head out the door, and winks at Claude.

Claude: ....

***** Commercial *****

They say that the myth of Drakonis, the Heraldic Dragon, was a rumor....

Was a lie....

But, Expel is about to discover, just how real Drakonis is!

Infernal Uprising!

Join Claude, Rena, and friends on a quest unlike any other! When the Mythological Drakonis is freed from his volcano-crater, his mere presence threatens the Expellian's way of life. Should Claude and Rena trust Zakidel, the Heraldic Wizard who attempts to guide them in the attempted assassination of Drakonis? Only time shall tell....

Or shall it?

***** End Commercial *****

-9:38 AM - The next day, at the Brandywine Tavern-

Claude is eating breakfast by himself. Chisato then enters the room, with a mad expression painted across her face....

Claude: Chisato? Is something wrong? You look a little upset....

Chisato: -Look at this, would you believe it!

Claude: What?

Chisato: Well, I was just browsing through all of my mail... the Brandywine Inn's making me pay DOUBLE the hotel room tax! Chisato Madison... 5,430 FOL for my room. 'CHISA MISA' - 4,360 FOL for my "room!"

Claude: Well, 'Chisa,' it looks like Brandywine's counting your bathroom as a separate hotel room now....

Chisato: I'm going to have to complain to the Clerk. It looks like I'm going to have to move back into my single apartment room....

Claude: I'm sorry that Chisa Misa couldn't work this out, either....

Chisato: ....

Ashton and Precis enter the Brandywine room. Ashton can be seen wearing a pair of gloves. The two sit at the table with Claude and Chisato....

Precis: ( with a huge grin ) Hey hey! How are you all!?

Claude: ( noticing the gloves on Ashton's hands ) Oh, no - you didn't-

Ashton: That, I did-

Chisato: ( confused ) What?

Claude: I think Ashton has just taken his spatula hands one step further....

Ashton: Yep. I'm an official spatulate cook-book-man now!

Gyoro and Ururun howl in happiness....

Chisato: Well, I'm off - I think I'm going to complain to the Clerk now....

Claude: This - I gotta see....

Claude and Chisato leave the table....

Precis: Well, it's just us again....

Ashton: Well, do you have anything to cook? I *really* need to test these gloves out....

Precis: Eeh, no, sorry Ashy....

Ashton: Well then, I think I'll shop around a bit. I going to buy a *gas grill* of sorts....

Precis: Ok... bye bye, Ashy....

Ashton leaves Brandywine....

Precis: I think I'll catch up to Claude and Chisato....

-9:44 AM - Still at the Brandywine Tavern area-

Claude comes on to Chisato, who has just finished talking to the Clerk. Chisato still looks displeased.

Claude: Did it work out, Chisato....?

Precis approaches the two....

Precis: Hey, everyone! What's going on?

Chisato: Oh....; well, I can't keep both apartments, you know....

Claude: What? Why not?

Chisato: The Clerk couldn't do anything to cut down on the second property tax. It looks like I have to give up my bathroom address after all....

Claude: Sorry to hear that....

Clerk: ( calling out to Chisato ) Hey, miss?

Chisato: Yes, what is it?

Clerk: About the removal of your address....

Chisato: ... Yes?

Clerk: Actually, it's your original apartment which you can't keep.

Chisato: What????

Clerk: I'm sorry to say that, but it's part of the new postal route now...; we have to use it to get to Chisa Misa, you know....

Chisato: But *I'M* Chisa Misa as well!

Clerk: Sorry, miss - even if you two are essentially the same entity, the differing ID's register you as two different people. And because of our strict set of rules of service, Brandywine is bound to treat each individual equally. And that includes individuals which exist by only the definition of a legal document, as well....

Chisato: So, I guess this means that I have to live in the bathroom, after all!

Claude: Alright.......... 'Chisa' ..........

Chisato: ....

Precis: You're living in the bathroom, Chisato?

Chisato: I have no choice....

Precis: Wow, this is bad! R~EEEE~ally BAD!!!!

Claude: Why's that, Precis?

Precis: Chisato, *don't* you know what's going to HAPPEN if you keep this up? ~You're going to divulge deeper and DEEPER AND D~E~E~P~E~R into your own self! And all of that *JUNK MAIL* - you'll have ~waste exiting that room in more ways than one, if ya' know what I mean....!

Claude: Can't afford the double discharge....

Chisato: I'll manage....

Precis: Well, I'm leaving... I'm going to have to check MY mail....

Claude: Have you seen Ashton anywhere?

Precis: He want away a WHILE ago... he said that he was looking for some sort of *gas grill*....

Claude: ... For the spathula hands! Precis, tell him that this is going too far-

Precis: No need. Anyway, I'm leaving - and DON'T get me involved in that bathroom for a room, either! It just makes me squ~EEEE~am-ISH!!!!

Precis walks away....

Claude: Oh, no... this IS bad....

Chisato: Why's that?

Claude: Well, in good time, your old room will be all cleared of your possessions, almost furnished into an extension of the hallway....

Chisato: Yeah, so?

Claude: So, remember those 'essentials' that you decided against earlier?

Chisato: Hmmm... I think I'm going to need those again.

Claude: But who do you think is the only one capable of installing that stuff in good time?

Chisato: ... Precis..........?

Claude: Right. And who's do you think would refuse to work in a bathroom?

Chisato: ………. Precis….

Claude: Right!

Chisato: ….

-10:36 AM - At the Reverse Edge Tool Shop-

Ashton can be seen taking to the owner, Arnon. The two are observing Ashton's palms.

Ashton: -So, do these look like spatula hands to you?

Arnon: Yes... Yes...; the finger lengths are beginning to level off a bit....

Ashton: Naah... it's more of a *squaring off* phenomenon....

Arnon: Aah, so I see. Do you have plans for these hands of yours?

Ashton: Well - Arnie, could I call you?-

Arnon: I much prefer Arnon.

Ashton: Alright, Arnon...; I have these special gloves, which enhance these spatulate hands which I own. Do you, by any chance, have a gas grill of sorts stowed away somewhere?

Arnon: Are you kidding!? I have a *bunch* of gas grills in back! Come, why don't you take a look. I'm sure that you'll like the nice, wide selection....

Ashton: ( smiling ) Of course!

The two head toward the back room....

-1:18 PM - At Claude's Brandywine Inn room-

Claude is sitting in his room, talking to Precis....

Precis: -And when I got back to my Hotel room, my mailbox was gone!

Claude: Gone? Just like that?

Precis: -JUST like *THAT*!!!!

Claude: Well, it couldn't have got up and walked away on it's own....

Precis: -You don't know that....

Claude: ....

Precis: I'm telling you, something happened to my mailbox!

Claude: Somebody probably took it - but why?

Precis: And HOW? It's not like they would spend the time un-tightening the bolts or something....

Claude: Hmmm....

Precis: It'd be too risky...; unless... ( a look of realization approaching her face ) ..........

Claude: Precis?

Precis: Maybe it was when *I* tried to tighten the bolts to my mailbox!

Claude: Did you follow the tightening rule?

Precis: Lefty, loosey... righty tighty...; YEP!!!!

Claude: If that's such, then the toolkit must have been defective....

Precis: Drat! I really liked that Neo Toolkit, too! It looks like I'm going to have to file in a complaint or something sometime soon-

Claude: But WHO stole it is still questionable....

Precis: ....

Suddenly, a sound comes from outside the hallway.

Claude: What could that be?

Claude and Precis go to investigate....

Precis: ( smiling ) Well, let's find out!

Claude opens his Hotel room door, and the two take a peak outside. There, Claude and Precis see Ashton struggling with a huge box of sorts....

Claude: Ashton, what are you doing? What *is* that????

Ashton: Ooh, it's my new gas grill. I had to put my spatula hands to use *somehow*....

Claude: But, won't you get burned if you use your hands on the stove?

Ashton: Not with these gloves! ( holds up spatula-hand gloves ) See these? Precis made them for me.

Precis: Yep, I sure did!

Claude: Well, Ashton - just *where* do you expect to install this grill?

Ashton: Oh, I don't know - perhaps somewhere with a sense of ventilation....

Chisato comes upon the group....

Chisato: Hey, Ashton - that gas grill is looking mighty fine!

Ashton: Yep - straight from Arnon's Tool Shop....

Chisato: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Ashton: Hmmm?

Chisato: I'm living it large in my bathroom! Me, Chisa Misa! Ashton, would you mind having that grill installed in my bathroom? It could serve as a double purpose, you know - as a buffer for your spathula hands to become acquainted to, AND as a necessity for my survival....

Ashton: ... Alright, I'll do it! I'll do it!

Gyoro and Ururun bark in support of Ashton.

Precis: Well, count me out. I'm not going into that bathroom for ANYTHING!!!! Besides, some of the tools in my Neo Toolkit proved defective....

Chisato: We need some sort of ventilation. I'll hollow out the ceiling, while you can install the grill, Ashton.

Ashton: ... Ok....

***** Commercial *****

When there's something Strange... in the Un-I-verse...; who ya gonna call????

GLOBE BUSTERS!!!!

When there's trouble... comin' in quick...; who ya gonna call????

GLOBE BUSTERS!!!!

Globe Busters. What is it about, you ask? Well, I'll TELL you what it is about! Ready???? I'll assume you are!

( Several million lines of text zip past the viewer in several seconds )

There you are!

***** End Commercial *****

-4:36 PM - Chisato's Brandywine Inn (bath)room-

Ashton and Chisato are finishing up their job on the gas grill....

Ashton: I can't believe that I have to hook up this thing by myself....

Chisato: You think that YOU had it tough? I have to carve out the ceiling!

Ashton: This is taking too long, Chisato! I really have to go to the bathroom! I've been holding it in for too long. Any longer, and the food's going to go improperly through my circulation - I going to die slowly of food poisoning!

Chisato: Well, at least I'm feeling all warm and squishy inside...; I'm just about done with my portion of the job....

Ashton: Believe me, you're not the *ONLY* one whose feeling warm and squishy....! My bladder feels like it's going to explode like the big-bang! It's like the Universe decided to take a jump, skip, and a hop and re-from inside of me or something.

Chisato: Well, you have the hands to shape it....

Ashton: And don't forget about my more 'solid' end, either. Already, I can feel the 'gasses of the universe' mixing up inside me...; just ~waiting~ to combust outward....

Chisato: It's not so bad, really. I read that if you hold it in long enough, you eventually loose the urge to go at all....

Ashton: Yeah, but did *you yourself* ever experiment on it?

Chisato: ... Well, no...; but then, why don't you just stop being such a *pry*-baby, already?

Ashton: ....

Chisato and Ashton return to their respective jobs for about another minute. Shortly thereafter, Chisato finished up with her portion of the job....

Chisato: ( finishing up her portion of the job ) There! Done! All hollowed out!

Ashton: Could you help me with assembling the grill at least, Chisato?

Chisato: Nope, sorry - I did my share....

Ashton: ....

-4:38 PM - Claude's Brandywine Inn room-

Claude and Chisato are talking to each other....

Chisato: I finally finished up the ventilation system!

Claude: You're actually going through with this?

Chisato: Of course! And when Ashton finishes installing that gas grill of his, we can exist within a mutual relationship of hand-in-hand paradise!

Claude: Technically, it's a hand-to-grill paradise-

Chisato: ....

Precis enters the room, with a huge smile on her face....

Claude: Precis? You look sort of pleased....

Precis: Well, I did it - I did it!

Chisato: Did... what?

Precis: I mailed in my complaint to the Steven Neo company; and they're going to give me back my due!

Claude: That's great!

Precis: But there's more. Remember how my mailbox went missing?

Claude: Y~eeee~s..........

Precis: I had to send it in under a different name. I used Chisato Madison!

Chisato: ... What????

Claude: Precis....?

Precis: Well, I figured that since her address wasn't being used, it would be Ok if I borrowed it....

Chisato: Oh, no! I know what this is! ... It's an identity *SWITCH-OVER*!

Claude: That's right! Precis, you're now Chisato Madison, and Chisato - you're now Chisa Misa!

Chisato: It was a little bit risky, but it was sent - no harm done, I guess....

Precis suddenly begins to sniff with her nose....

Precis: Does anybody smell something? I SURE do!

Claude: ( sniffing ) Now that you mention it....

Chisato: Sure… It's ALWAYS when somebody mentions it….

Precis: It's… it's………. HAMBURGERS!!!!

Claude: ( realizing the source of the cooking ) Oh, no!

The three run towards the scent of the smell....

-4:49 PM - Chisato's Brandywine Inn (bath)room-

Ashton: (humming) Hmmm... hmmm... hmmm..........

Claude, Precis, and Chisato enter the room....

Claude: Ashton?

Ashton: Oh, hey buddy. See? My spatula hands are in *HIGH GEAR NOW*!!!!

Precis: Why? WHY in the bathroom? ( turns around ) Spare me the sickness….

Chisato: ( noting Ashton's cooking abilities ) Just be sure to remove the fat off of it....

Claude: Can I have some of it?

Precis: Eeek....

Ashton: Sure! I'll pry the fat; you'll try the fat! I just have to let some more of it ~simmer~ away....

A phone rings....

Chisato: Oh, I'll get it!

Chisato picks up a phone… which is above a shower head.

All: ….

Chisato: Hello? ... U-huh....; u-huh? ( a smile broadens her face ) Yes, yes...; thank you very much. Alright! Good-bye....

Chisato hangs up the phone.

Claude: Who was that?

Chisato: You'll NEVER guess who just called! It was The Proprietor!

Claude: Yeah, so?

Chisato: Claude, he said that I could move back into my old apartment! He said that a letter of complaint was traced from my original address, thereby proving its validity!

Precis: A letter of complaint?

Claude: Precis, it looks like your decision to falsely use Chisato's near non existent address proved to be a boon to us all, after all!

Precis: ( smiles ) Aw, thanks Claude! ( gives him a light kiss on the cheek ) Tee-hee....

Claude: You're welcome... 'Chisato'....

Precis: ( slightly blushes; still smiling ) ....

Ashton: Well, don't think that this will change anything. The grill STAYS here!

Chisato: Um……………….. sorry Ashton….

Ashton: …. D'oh!

***** Commercial *****

Hey, hey. This is Randy Rambunctious, Animal watchdog of the planet Nede!

Do you want a pet Bunny?

GET ONE!!!! At... Chandler Industries!

THAT'S RIGHT!!!! Zoologist Noel Chandler is distributing the furry critters at a whole-sale low price of only 399 FOL!!!! Don't delay! Buy today!

Hey, KIDS!!!! You TOO can acquire a bunny! Try out our rental service, free of all charge! Except shipping and handling, but that's besides the point....

Randy Rambunctious, signing off!

***** End Commercial *****

-5:30 PM - Chisato's Brandywine Inn (real)room-

Claude, Precis, and Chisato are seated ( yes, everything's reclaimed and back into place by now ), and are talking to each other....

Chisato: You know, I'm glad that all of that commotion caused by 'Chisa Misa' is over with....

Claude: You can say that again....

Precis: Me too! I really didn't like the idea of you living in the bathroom to begin with, anyway.

Chisato: ( blushing ) I know, I know. I felt like some sort of hotel mascot in there....

Claude: Say, Precis - wasn't that tool kit of yours defective?

Precis: Yes, it was....

Claude: Remember those gloves that you made? You know, the ones for Ashton's spatula hands....?....

Precis: Yeah, I remember those, of course! I used my tools from the Neo Toolkit to attach the flame-retardant latex on, you know....

Claude: I'm beginning to wonder about the stability of the latex. After all, your mailbox fell off, and was stolen because of that.

Chisato: This sounds more like a conspiracy to me. All of the essentials are there...; near-sabotage, things gone missing...; now all's we need are some bangs and screams....

SNAP!!!! ( it's the sound of the latex from Ashton's glove snapping off like a rubber band )

Claude: -Like that?

A look of realization creeps on the faces of Claude, Precis, and Chisato....

SSIIIIZZZZZZZZLLEE!!!!!!!!!!