It is now 9:28 and I should be doing my English preliminary outline that is due tomorrow and stuff, but I just had a great idea for a fanfic please excuse all speling and puncutaoin erreors. I have very little time. ON WITH THE STORY!

Why did you think that an unsolvable mystery could be made by you, B? I loved you. I, L, am admitting to that. I loved you. (A/N Shit, my computer battery's dying! Better hurry! Shouldn't have written that. Took too long) I loved you. You had to try though, I suppose. You could never be satisfied until you tried. You admired me. Even copied me, my habits, my sugar, (though I never really liked strawberry jam) you still could never be satisfied until you beat me. My poor, poor, little B.