"I knew it. You can't hide your feelings for me," Tomo eyed Tamahome longingly.

"Tamahome, watch out!" Nakago warned, smashing Tomo on the head from behind with the lava lamp. Tamahome looked relieved.

"After this, even you would be better than Tomo," Tamahome sighed with relief. They both looked at each other, then shuddered.

"I take that back," Tamahome said as they both ran out of the room. In the hallway, a fire was already strongly blazing.

"You go that way, and I'll go the other," Nakago said, both of them splitting up.

Tamahome came to a fiery kitchen, where the refrigerator seemed to have disappeared.

"Miaka?!?" Tamahome exclaimed when he saw Miaka, sprawled on the floor, still munching on a doughnut. She seemed to have grown to the size of a car. Well, almost. Either way, Tamahome had a hard time carrying her out. He ran outside of the house, only to find Tasuki. Grinning like a wild yet astonishingly handsome daredevil idiot, Tasuki admired his own masterpiece.