Inside the heart of Roseidous' evil fortress, Roses, Holli, Tyrael, and the rest of the gang from the RHTCRJPB Saga, gathered to find out what Roseidous had called them all out into the middle of the ocean for.

"So, why the hell did you call us all the way out to the middle of the ocean for?" Holli asked ever so politely.

"Yeah, the trip up here ruined my moosed hair with crusty salt water." Tyrael said.

"Actually," Roses said, "it makes it look a whole lot better. I don't know who taught you how to moose your hair, but that was definitely not the way. That hurricane wind really helped it out. Gave it some direction."

"All right!" Roseidous interjected. "Enough about Tyrael's crappy hair! I've got some important stuff to show you all."

"Is it a low-fat 4th-dimension snack? Because something like that would really sell in my dimension." Crayak said.

"No, nothing of the sort."

Jaina jumped in, "What about a magical pen that writes with invisible ink?!"

"They already have those. Now please, enough guesses, let's--"

"Wait! I've got it! It's a combination hairdryer and death-ray, right? I'd love one of those!" Holli said, off in her own little world.

Roseidous sighed heavily. "Would anyone else care to take a guess, then?"

The room became awkwardly silent. They each in turn looked at each other and shrugged.

"All right, then, let's continue down--"

"Oooh! Oooh! Wait, I know!" Tyrael bounced up and down excitedly. "It's a giant gumball!"

Roseidous shook his head. "Yes, Tyrael, that's what it is. Now, follow me, and I'll show it to you."

Roseidous pulled a secret lever which opened a section of the wall, descending down into steps. "Right this way, people." Roseidous took an old oil lamp and proceeded down the decaying, lichen-ridden stone stairs.

Seven hundred feet and seventy-five thousand flights of stairs later, they seemed to be getting somewhere. The walls themselves seemed to glow, containing their own illumination. At that point, Roseidous puffed out the oil lamp, and continued without it--having hung it up on a conveniently placed lamp-hook. Another two hundred and fifty feet more, they finally reached their destination. Along the way, the stone walls had slowly given way to metal walls and steel pipes, and a matrix of interconnecting wires laced about the ceiling.

"Are we there yer? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" Tyrael huffed, barely able to keep his footing.

"Yes, we're finally here." Roseidous said, punching in the password for a keypad next to a massive, forty-foot tall titanium door. "You know, you would have had an easier time walking down here if you hadn't kept asking whether or not we were there yet. And Crayak, what was with you 'accidentally' falling down the stairs, bumping all of us down fifty flights? I thought you could fly."

"Well, ummm, I can, but, well, you see, I have this infection…"

"Okay, we've heard enough!" Roses yelled.

Just then, a large, horrible rumbling could be heard in the distance. A slow, grinding sound, like the sound of a stone mill crushing grain.

"Don't worry, that's just the sound of the door opening." Roseidous said, mollifying the awe-struck audience.

"Man, that must be one huge door. It doesn't even look like it's moved yet." TAS said.

"Yeah, should be about a ten minute wait." Roseidous said, pulling out a hidden foldout chair and mini-TV.

"Hey, what's on?" Tyrael asked, trotting over to Roseidous. "Hey, go to Channel 99! I think 'Rush My Hour 2' is on!"

"Umm, sure." Roseidous said, turning the TV knob until it reached 99.

"Oooh…" TAS, Cait Sith, and Crayak all said in unison, walking over to where Roseidous sat. There, all of the guys starred into the warm radiated glow of the screen.

"Wow, I didn't know that was possible…" Crayak said in awe.

"Men." Holli said, shaking her head.

*Ding!*

"Oh!" Roseidous jumped up. "The door's ready!" Roseidous shoved the chair back into its secret hiding place, but kept the TV.

Suddenly, the mammoth door began to vibrate. In the middle of the door, at ground level, suddenly…

Swsshk!

A tiny rectangular hole opened up.

"Okay, it's open. Come on in!" Roseidous said.

"Wait, that was it?" Roses said, disbelief on her face.

"Yeah, come on!" Roseidous walked through the opening.

The rest looked at one another, then shrugged and followed through the little door.

On the other side, Jaina turned around and stood in trepidation. Lining the wall next to the giant door were thousands upon thousands of little hamster wheels attached to the wall, all the way up to the forty-foot ceiling.

"What is all this?!" Jaina asked furiously (animal lover).

"Oh, them?" Roseidous said, looking at the wall o' hamsters. "They power my lab and open the door."

"But…why?"

"Well, with the electricity crisis in California, I had to find alternate means of power Those electrical bills were getting just too dern high."

"I guess that makes sense."

"So," Roses said, "What'd you bring us all the way down here for?"

"To show you this!" Roseidous grabbed the end of a vast white sheet, and jerked it down, unveiling a tremendous machine. It was made of some sort of smooth, radiant white metal, organically shaped. From its base, which consisted of various sparkling controls and tempting buttons, the device's shape suddenly expanded to a huge bowl, and towards the back, an outcropping jutted out, holding an immense rectangular tank. On the front face of the tank, near the upper left corner, there was some sort of push-down lever, and atop the hollowed half-sphere was some sort of horizontal spiral door.

"Ladies, Gentleman, and Other, I present to you my Time/Space Transmanipulation Fluxatron!"

"Your trans-space-flux-a-what?" Holli asked, scratching her head.

"It looks like a giant toilet." Cait Sith said.

"Well, what does this thingamobob do?" Roses asked.

"It's a Time/Space Transmanipulation Fluxatron, and it allows you to change variables in the space/time continuum that vector towards--"

"Wait, what does that mean?" Tyrael asked.

Roseidous sighed. "With this you can maneuver the course of space/time to generate a hyperflux field that exponentially expands to create a new quasi-dimension in which you can--"

"In English, please." Holli interrupted.

Roseidous threw up his arms and yelled, "It allows you to change to world to suite your needs!"

"Well, why didn't you just say that in the first place?" Roses said, taking a step closer to the machine.

"That's what I've been saying all along! If you idiots understood anything about the quantum reversal of Edron's quad-tachyon theory…!"

"Hey, Rosey-boy, can I try out your complicated dowacky?" Holli asked, batting her eyes.

"Can I mess around with it, too?" Ann Chovi asked.

"Ooh! I wanna play with it, too!" Tyrael said.

"No, none of you may not!" Roseidous said, putting his foot down (literally--the stress of explaining things to morons had caused his body to revert to some of the residual DNA of his previous "Flamingo Experiment") If anyone is going to monkey around with it first to create their ideal world, it'll be me!"

Everyone looked at each other, and a sudden need to be the first overwhelmed them all. All at once, everyone rushed up to the controls, trying to get their world in first while pushing others away. Suddenly, the great machine began to make strange noises and bizarre beeps.

"Wait! Stop you guys!" Roseidous pleaded. "You'll overload the system!"

But it was too late. Already sparks began to fly from the consul. The hamsters began running on their wheels full-speed, and electricity rippled up and down the Time/Space machine. Atop the colossal bowl, the spiral iris door swirled open, the lever on the tank turned downward, and a great flushing sound could be heard.

Roseidous said, as they were all sucked away into unknown dimensions of their own making, "Oh, cwap."