'That would best describe us,' Glacia replied, twirling a tennis raquet in one hand. 'I'm the older of us two.'

'By one year,' Incendia pointed out.

'Yes, but the way you act sometimes, one would think you're much, much younger.'

Incendia shrugged innocently. 'Hey, I strive to be different.'

'Very, very different,' Glacia mumbled to herself. She glanced back over to Winnie and Woody. 'A pleasure to meet you by the way. Glacia at your service, and my little brother is-'

'Incendia the wise and all powerful! God of the upper and lower worlds and also that little town in Utah we once visited.'

'Please be quiet,' Glacia said with a sigh.

The look on Flap's face just says "Goodnight everybody!" ‡ la Animaniacs.

'Excellent,' Glacia said to herself, rubbing her hands together with anticipation. In her mind, this one was already in the bag. The mutt hardly looked like he even knew the right side of a raquet, let alone the responsibility to play fairly. All she needed was a cool head, and that was easily achievable considering she was an ice dragon and all that.

Still, she decided to at least wish her opponent good luck. It was the sporting thing to do.

'I look forward to an exciting match,' she said, approaching Muttley. 'Good luck, but I hope getting beaten by a girl doesn't hurt your ego too much,' she added with a giggle.

'Cheating?' Glacia said. 'You mean, they flat-out cheat, and everyone knows about it? Wow. This could be interesting indeed.'

'Ooh ooh, can we cheat, too?' Incedia said, jumping up and down.

Glacia shook her head. 'Remember what I told you about cheating, brother.'

'Only in Connect Four?'

'Close enough. Right, let's go meet our team captain, and devise our strategy.'

'Um...'

'I'm joking, Incedia. Let's just go say hi.'

Glacia laughed. 'I like that attitude you have. Assuming victory against a foe you have only known for a few minutes. Racing, tennis... heck, you'd be surprised how dangerous I can be with a raquet-'

'What's a raquet?' Incedia asked.

'Shh, I'm talking to the ugly moustache face.'

'The dog?'

'Groan,' Glacia said to herself. She composed herself, and faced the Baron. 'We shall see who'm truimphs on the battlefield, no less... my good man.' She added that last bit more as an insult than compliment.

'Can I taunt people too?' Incedia asked his sister.

'Good heavens, no.'

'Aww, fiddlesticks.'

'A pleasure to meet you, Lord Stripetail,' Glacia replied, taking his hand and shaking it. 'Laffalympics, you say? Swell, couldn't be worse than what's been happening to us so far.'

'Interdimentional travel and toasters!' Incedia said.

'They know that,' Glacia groaned.

'Oh right...'

Glacia and Lord Stripetail held a bried conversation over the teams. There was much anticipation and all that tension stuff at this point, but to save you the trouble of biting your nails off... we'll cut right to the chase.

'I vote for the Droopy Dawgs,' Incedia said, hand raised.

'Did you put any thought into that decision, or did you just pick one at random?'

'Um...'

Glacia sighed once more. 'Droopy Dawgs it is...'

Incedia jumped into the air with excitement. 'Woohoo! Let's show them what us dragons can do!'

Meanwhile... in a galaxy far, far, far... far, far, far, far... faaaaaaaar, far away...

It had been one of those days. You know the one... everything just kept going wrong. Firstly, her brother had gone missing... again. This was a bad sign, Glacia knew. She had the eyes of a raven, and thus when Incendia managed to elude her (usually through spotting a butterfly or something) it was the first sign that things were going downhill.

Secondly, it was raining meteors again. When your house was built precariously upon a tall spire just outside the Middlezone border... that tended to happen. Of course, having the weather-man tell you that there was to be "sunshine and a slight chance of meteorites" wasn't the most reasuring thing after breakfast.

Especially after she went to collect the mail, realised her brother was missing... and then a giant rock fell on the house, crushing it under sheer... rockiness.

it was going to be one of THOSE days...

So, Glacia decided to find her brother, before he did something stupid... like steal a truck in order to "re-act that one scene from Mad Max 2", or attempt to invent a time traveling toaster that gave you the toast before you even put the bread in.

It was a hot day on the border, the sun staring through the blue sky, just to make everything that much better. Glacia placed a hand over her head, and scanned the horizon with wide eyes.

Nothing but a few cactii, rocks, and Incedia standing next to a giant portal...

...

Wait a second.

'Incedia!' She cried out from where she stood.

He turned, and looked up to her with a playful wave. 'Oh hi, sis. Look what I found!' he pointed his other hand at the swirling blue portal.

That could not be good, and thus she sped down the dusty hill, towards her brother. 'Step away from the portal, Incedia!'

'The swirly blue thing?'

'Yes! Oh great... was this the Toaster?'

'Um... no?'

'IT WAS!' She pressed a finger upon her brothers nose, fuming. 'I told you to throw that damn thing away. Hit it with a hammer, blow it up. Anything but actually use it!'

'I did,' he replied innocently.

'Did what?'

'Break it, with a hammer.' He now held a hammer in his right hand.

'Where did you-'

'Dont ask.'

'Wait, so you broke the toaster, and as a result... a giant portal formed?'

He shrugged his shoulders. 'Happens to the best of us.'

'Well... get rid of it. It's dangerous, someone could walk right into it.'

Incedia grumbled. 'Okay fine.' Thus, he whirled around, pulled his hand back, and tossed the hammer into the portal.

Glacia's mouth hit the desert floor. 'Why did you do that!?'

'Hammer fixes everything?'

'No it doesn't, and... OH GREAT NOW IT'S BIGGER!'

Indeed, the giant portal of portaliness was getting bigger. It grew wider and wider, sounding much like an angry vacuum, sucking in dust and plants.

And then it seemed to reach out for the two of them.

Glacia grabbed her brothers hand, and pulled him away. 'Oh fiddlesticks! Now look what you've done!'

'Opened a gate to hell again?'

'Possibly, and now it's going to eat us! Run faster!'

Too late, the whirling blue washed over them like a tidal wave, and pulled them into the deep blackness within.

A flash of light, and then they were spat out like spent gum. The two smashed into the ground, Glacia first... then her broth right on top, making her yelp.

'Ouch. Thanks for the landing sis,' Incedia said with a sigh of relief.

'Oh shut up,' she grumbled, throwing her brother off of her. 'okay, where are we?'

They looked out around them. This certainly wasn't home... not anymore.

watching tv with rapt interest...

Now that I think about it, this is the kind of face I adopt when exposed to TV for more than a minute.

Human tastes like chicken, apparently.

Until he loses the key to the cabinet, and then he's screwed... oh wait, he'd just use magic. Man... what a cheat.

Anywho...

Robe - The casual garb for your average wizard. Comes in many colors and patterns, typically denoting his profession... and stages of wear and tear, typically showing his experience, allegiance, and overall willingness to just go out and buy a new one.