Chapter 1: Introducing: Shadow

Author's Note Part 1: Alright guys, so after letting this sit for a while, (much like my other HOTD stories) I've decided to look back through it and edit a few things. The main stuff will stay (OC x Blair, Weapon used by OC, and OC's "Powers".) But there is one thing that I changed, and that's the fact that I'm changing Shadow's real name from "John" to "Jack". Why? I'm not entirely sure. For some reason, I've started to like the name "Jack" more, so I'm changing most of my past character name's into that. (Also, make sure to let me know if I forgot to change the name from John to Jack at any points. I hate when that happens, and I make sure to try to fix it when it does.)

But, there's more to be read at the bottom. For now, I'm sure that you guys just want to get on with reading this. So, here it is. The edited version of "Soul Eater and a Ninja"!

(Oh, and for this first scene, when I refer to "Jack", it's Jack the Ripper, not Shadow.)

3rd Person POV

Jack raises a clawed hand, ready to slice open the woman in front of him. Blood, power, delicious, soul. The woman lets out a gasp as the clawed hand comes swinging down, only for it to be re-directed by a flying object that collides with the appendage, and instead hit the wall beside her. As Jack turns to look in the direction the object came from, the woman uses his distraction to run away to safety.

"That man Soul Eater, Shadow. His soul." Says the female of the trio standing atop the roof of a building. This was Maka, one of the students at the DWMA, or the Death Weapon Myster Academy.

"Yeah Maka, there's no doubt about it." The first male of the group continues, this was Soul, Maka's partner.

"That guy's soul is a kishen egg. It's pure evil. Not a drop of remorse or sanity left." Continues the second male figure, and last of the trio. This was Shadow, a friend of Maka and Soul. (For his outfit, imagine a ninja-fied Assassins Creed outfit with the hood currently up.)

"It's not human anymore." Shadow and Soul say in sync.

"Any soul that breaks from the path of humanity and becomes evil runs the risk of transforming into a kishen." Maka states. "In the name of Lord Death, this evil must be purged. Let's collect his damaged soul and end this." She continues.

"Just so we're clear Maka. This guy's turning himself into a weapon. He's the same as me that way." Says Soul as he stands up from his crouched position on the ledge of the roof. "'Course, I look a whole lot cooler in my human form than he does." He continues with a wide smirk, before letting his left arm turn into a scythe blade in a flash of white light.

"Amen to that." Shadow says as he too straightens from his crouched position, his right hand going to the hilt of the katana sheathed at his left on his waist, and clicking it out of said sheath. "Becoming the weapon isn't the problem here though. The problem with this guy…" He trails off.

"Is his soul." Soul finishes, letting the rest of his body turn into the handle of the scythe, having a larger part at the top where a single red eye is positioned. Maka takes hold of the handle and begins to spin him around in a circle like you would a bo-staff.

"I know." She says, before finally resting him horizontally across her shoulders. "You, serial killer Jack the Ripper. Your murdering days are over." She tells him, looking up with defiance in her eyes. "Your soul is mine!" She exclaims. Jack responds by running towards the building that the trio is standing on, while Shadow slides his katana free of its sheath completely. "Weapon and Myster, two fighting as one. Let's do this Soul Eater. Shadow, back me up." Maka says. Shadow nods in response as Jack jumps up to the roof of the building, swiping at the two humans and one weapon. Shadow parries the strike with his katana and Maka with Soul as Jack flips over them, before finally landing behind them. The two of them swivel around to block another string of attacks from the possible kishen.

Maka then runs forwards, swinging Soul in multiple ways, trying to land a hit as Shadow helps her by swinging his own weapon at Jack, trying to re-direct him into her swings. Unfortunately for the trio, it doesn't work. Jack manages to backhand Shadow away, and then tries to swing at Maka as he turns to face her. He fails as she strafes out of the way, which causes Jack to slice into a chimney and take out a few chunks of the brickwork. At this point, Shadow's recovered, and returns to the fight, slicing at Jack with his katana, and making it so that the possible kishen is the one dodging to the side this time.

Unfortunately for Jack, this is exactly what Shadow wanted him to do, as he slices upwards with a kunai that he'd grabbed from his belt, and effectively blinds the serial killer in his right eye. The would-be kishen roars in pain from the wound as Shadow jumps out of the way from him as he swings wildly, trying to hit the cause of his partial blindness. "Now Maka!" Shadow exclaims, looking towards the scythe wielder. Maka nods in response to his announcement, before gripping Soul a bit tighter and running towards Jack. She uses Soul, and slices through the would-be kishen like a hot knife through butter. Jack roars out in pain, before his skin turns completely black. The blackness then swirls around, before imploding in on itself and revealing a red soul underneath.

Said soul floats down from the air onto the roof before Shadow, Maka, and a now-human Soul walk over to it. Soul bends down, picks it up with a hungry look in his eyes, licks his lips, and then eats said soul. Loudly chewing it before gulping it down and letting out a breath where an anime breath of smoke can be seen coming out of his mouth. "Maka, Shadow, thank you for a good meal." Soul thanks the two as he puts his hands together as if he were praying.

"No problem man. By the way, I'm pretty sure you guys are there now." Shadow replies with a smirk visible beneath his hood, before he puts down said hood and shows the world his Caucasian skin, cobalt eyes crinkled from his smile, and pure white hair, which was brighter than Soul's.

"Took us long enough. Shadow's right, that was number ninety-nine. Now we have all the kishen souls we need." Maka says as she places her hands on her hips and gives the two boys a smile.

"Only one thing left. Now I've got to eat the soul of a witch. Then I'll be one of Lord Death's weapons. You're looking at the next Death Scythe. I know, as if I wasn't cool enough already." Soul gloats, his ego obviously dominant at the moment as him and Shadow jump down to ground level, a distance of three stories, while Maka opts to take the more sensible route and walk down the fire escape.

"Well anyways, we better report to Lord Death." Maka tells the two when she finally joins up with them on the ground. They stand in front of a window that shows the inside of the shop that they were fighting Jack on, and Maka breaths onto it, making the window fog up. "Just write in the Death Room's number." She says, holding a finger up to the fogged glass. "42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door." Maka chants the rhyme as she writes the numbers onto the fogged glass. Said glass ripples for a few seconds afterwards, as if it were water, before it glows white. "Hello? Lord Death are you there?" Maka asks when no one talks to them through the glowing glass. "Myster Maka reporting." She tries again, Lord Death appearing on the newly made "screen" after she says this, his white mask contrasting with his black body.

"Yeah, hello Myster Maka. How are you doing? How did it go?" He asks in his usual cheery voice. Making Shadow grin and lightly chuckle at the man's attitude. Lord Death's cheery tone always made him feel full of life and happy. Although with powers like his, it wasn't very surprising.

"I've just collected the ninety-ninth kishen soul. Now we just have one soul left and we'll be done." She tells him with a smile present on her face.

"Well done Maka. You're proving to be just as excellent a Myster as your mother was. And thank you for helping Maka and Soul with this assignment Jack." Death compliments the scythe Myster while thanking her friend, Maka laughs at the praise as she rubs the back of her neck at the praise, while Shadow, now known as Jack, bows.

"It was no trouble Lord Death." Jack tells him as he straightens up again. "Though I've gotta admit, it was a little awkward fighting someone with the same name as me…" He trails off while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. Suddenly, another voice comes through the screen as someone besides Lord Death appears on it.

"Hey! Soul Eater!" Cartoon exclamation marks appear above the trio's heads before Maka gets an annoyed look, as well as a tick mark on her head, Soul looks at the screen indifferently, and Shadow rolls his eyes at the newest figure that shows up. "If you even think about laying a hand on my Maka, if you even touch her, as a Death Scythe, no… As her father, I will freaking kill you. You got that octopus head?" The man, now known as Maka's father, tells Soul. Said teen, as well as Shadow, roll their eyes at the man's words, though Shadow makes sure to do so without him noticing this time.

"Yes sir mister Death Scythe sir." Soul responds, sarcasm oozing from his voice. Maka's father then turns to Shadow. "And you-" He's cut off as Shadow raises both his hands in mock surrender.

"Hey, you don't have to worry about me. I know not to upset the father of any girl. Bad things happen to the guys who do. Whether they're as skilled as me or not. A father's wrath for his daughter, or a mother's wrath for her son, will never end well for the person that said wrath is aimed at." He placates Maka's father. He nods his head at Shadow, and then turns to look at his daughter with a kinder look on his face.

"Maka, your father loves you." He tells her with a slight smile. She just turns away with an annoyed face and huffs.

"Don't waste your breath. There's no way I'd ever consider you my father." Maka tells him through gritted teeth.

"Gah!" Maka's father exclaims, turning stark white as lightning bolts rain down behind him and the sound of a church bell tolls. Shadow reacts to none of this since after living in Death City for a time, you got used to those kinds of things happening daily.

"Enough of that." Lord Death says as the small group can see Maka's dad sitting off near the exit to the Death Room with a dark and depressing aura covering him. "Let's set the family feud aside for the moment." Lord Death placates with them, before he then goes on to explain how a weapon can become one of his Death Scythes, even though they all knew. He also warned them to be careful when facing a witch, as Maka's father's sobs can be heard in the background, causing a large sweatdrop to roll down the back of Shadow and Jack's heads.

Is that… A Maka doll in his hands? They ask themselves in sync as Lord Death also tells them to be careful because if they fail, then all the other kishen souls that they'd collected beforehand would be confiscated. Once again confusing Shadow since they'd already been told this at the academy. Then again, they were all reminded practically every day, so maybe it was just a regular thing for Lord Death to do when Mysters reached this stage in their quest to create Death Scythes.

"Understood Lord Death." Maka tells him with a determined look.

"Yeah, we'll make a clean job of it. No worries." Soul tells him.

"And I'll be there to make sure that nothing goes wrong… Too badly." Shadow tells Lord Death, adding the last part since whenever a witch was involved, destruction usually followed.

"In that case, I'll see you three later." Lord Death tells them with a wave of one of his giant hands.

The last sound to go through the connection before its cut is Maka's father's last, "Makaaa!" sob. Causing the three teens, and Lord Death, to sweatdrop. Unknown to the trio, Lord Death reprimands him for it not a few seconds later.

Later that night, after asking around the town, the trio is standing outside a house that's shaped like a Jack-o-lantern with smoke coming out of the "stem". Shadow had thrown his hood up again to conceal his face, and the sound of care-free singing can be heard coming from inside. "This must be the house where the witch Blair lives." Maka tells the two boys.

"Yeah, pumpkin house? That's cool." Soul compliments as Shadow nods his head in agreement.

"If you guys want, I could scout out the house for a way to sneak in." He offers, already expecting the two different answers he's going to get.

"Yeah, but sneaking into a house isn't very manly. Why don't we just charge in there and storm the place?" Soul asks, Shadow subtly moving his head to the side in Maka's direction since he knows that she's going to give a counter argument. After the amount of times there were similar arguments, he'd gotten used to it.

"We can't." Maka tells him, proving Shadow right. "She's different from the others we've faced so far and-" Whatever Maka was about to say next is lost as Soul rushes towards the house.

"Let's go!" he cries out, grabbing onto Shadow's sleeve and pulling him along with him. "Banzai!" Soul exclaims as they crash through the window.

"Ahhh!" Shadow yells out as he's brought along for the ride, much to his surprise and displeasure.

"Naked lady!" Shadow hears Soul cry out in alarm as he's tossed to the far side of the room, his hood falling down in the process as he impacts the wall. Soul's cry is followed by a splash, and Shadow groans as he pushes himself up to his feet and turns to look in the direction that the splash sound came from. As soon as he does, he immediately lifts his arms to block his vision with a blush working its way into his cheeks because of the purple haired witch that was taking a bath at the time. Soul just happened to land in the bathtub the witch was using, and faceplant into her breasts.

"Hey, is something the matter? Is everything okay down there in the bubbles little boy?" She asks Soul. Seeing as Soul and Maka were sixteen, while this girl looked to be seventeen, the same age as Shadow, its easy seeing why she would call Soul a "little boy". That, and from the looks of things she was also taller than Soul, although slightly shorter than Shadow. If only by a few centimeters. Shadow immediately rushes over, the blush worsening as he puts down his arms and is able to see the situation, and pulls Soul out of the bath before he can see the witch as she was at the moment, and pass out like he normally does in these kinds of situations. He makes sure to pull his headband down in front of his eyes for good measure. Unfortunately, all of this proves to be for naught.

"You idiot! What were you thinking?!" Maka yells out as she comes charging in through the window and flying-kicks Soul across the room to where Shadow had landed when he was pulled into the room with Soul. Maka then lands next to his splayed out body from the impact. "Sorry to interrupt, but we'll be taking your soul now." Maka tells the witch as Shadow shakes his head at what happened, and walks over to join them.

"I hope those two cute boys will be alright." The purplette says as she leans over the tub, the only thing that keeps her from chest being completely revealed being the bubbles that cling to her breasts, and the fact that she still has her body from her stomach down still sitting in the tub.

Shadow blushes at what she says, and looks down at the ground. "Damn. If she wasn't a witch and she proved to be nice to actually talk to…" He mutters to himself while Soul raises his headband, before recoiling with blood spurting out of his nose.

"Could you turn into scythe already?" Maka yells at Soul in annoyance, Shadow only slightly paying attention to his friends as he attempts to rid his mind of what the witch had just said to him.

"Working on it Maka." Soul groans out, before finally getting over the scene in front of him. "Alright witch lady, naked or not I'm still gonna eat your soul now." He tells her. She blinks at his sentence.

"Witch lady?" She mutters, but this goes unnoticed by the trio as Soul changes into a scythe in a flash of white light. "Oh wow! He really changed into a scythe!" The witch, Blair, exclaims in surprise.

"Oh he will be much more. Soul will be a Death Scythe, and I'll be a Myster who created one stronger than my dad." She says. Blair jumps out of the bath and changes into her apparent witch clothes in a golden flash in mid-air.

"I like it. Why don't you be a good little girl and give him to me? Along with that other handsome looking boy with you?" She asks. Maka's response is to get into a fighting stance while Shadow gets a grip on his katana, blushing the whole time at the flirting the witch was doing.

"You know if you weren't a witch, and you proved to be nice to talk to, then I just might've considered that offer." He tells her truthfully. At that, she narrows her eyes and holds out her hand, palm facing them.

"Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin, Halloween Cannon!" She chants as a miniature, glowing Jack-o-lantern is launched at them. Maka and Shadows eyes widen, while Soul widens his only visible eye. Then the beam blows a hole into the side of Blair's house, launching the trio out and into the open air.

The Next Day:

"Damn that witch. How am I supposed to be cool if she's all naked and stuff?" Soul asks in annoyance as they walk back towards Blair's house to try and get her soul again.

"What do you expect Soul? We're men. It's only natural that we'd be thrown off our game around women. Although, like I said last night I'd probably take her up on her offer if she wasn't a witch, and she wasn't only flirtatious." Shadow says with a sigh, his hood down since the witch already saw his face the previous night, and he didn't have a reason to hide it anymore.

"Like Shadow said, you couldn't resist her. That is why we failed." Maka tells the two males. Soul scoffs at her when she says this.

"Maka, you're just jealous of her boobs." He tells her. At this, Maka gets a tick mark on her forehead. Shadow sighs, looks forwards, and stiffens as he pulls the two behind a tree before they can start arguing, poking his head out from behind it to look up the path.

"Look. There she is." He tells them, pointing to Blair walking down the path towards them.

"Well then what do we do now?" Soul asks him, not knowing that Blair had seen part of his white hair sticking out from behind the tree.

"I'm thinking about it." Shadow replies, before the two of them are suddenly pulled into a hug, their faces pressed into Blair's breasts.

"Oh, my cute boys!" She exclaims, causing the two of them to faint, Soul with his nose gushing out blood like the day before, while Shadow's face is a bright red.

The Next… Next Day:

"Listen up you two. This time I wrote down a decent plan on a piece of paper as to how we can defeat Blair." Maka tells the two boys walking beside her.

"And that helps us how?" Soul asks her. "We're not really going grocery shopping here. How's a piece of paper supposed to help us defeat a witch?" He asks. Maka gets a tick mark on her head at this.

"Fine! Then you tell us what we need to do to defeat Blair!" Maka exclaims as Shadow pinches the bridge of his nose in exasperation, used to it, but still exasperated none-the-less.

"Who knows? I vote for brute force though." Soul replies. At this, Maka goes on a rant about how that's his answer to everything and that they need to work together to get through this. Unbeknownst to the trio, a certain witch was crouched behind them listening to the whole thing.

"Pumpkin… Pum-Pumkin…" Maka stops her ranting and the three teens turn to look nervously over their shoulders to see Blair crouched behind them. "Halloween Cannon!"

~Ka-Boom!~

The Next, Next, Next Day: Third Round! Fight!

Large pumpkin bombs are blasted towards the trio, with Soul in his scythe form, in the streets of Death City. They dodge out of the way of the projectiles and land a few feet away. A laugh is heard from above as Blair floats down on a giant jack-o-lantern. "You should just give up. You can't beat me girl." Blair tells Maka, before getting a mischievous smirk on her face as she turns to Shadow. "But you can." She purrs in a seductive voice. What she's implying when she says that makes Shadow turn red as a tomato.

"What are you doing you idiot?!" Soul yells at Maka.

"Shut up! Or are you just gonna beat her by getting another nosebleed?" Maka asks Soul in annoyance. "I swear, men are completely useless sometimes. You only ran into Blaire's house to begin with because you knew she was taking a bath didn't you. That's why you grabbed Shadow and not me." Maka accuses.

"Now you're just making false accusations." Soul tells her. "And would you mind telling me just how women always come up with these wild accusations in the first place?!" Soul yells out incredulously as the handle of the scythe bends at odd angles to show just how annoyed he is at the moment.

"Call it women's intuition." Maka huffs out. Soul sighs in annoyance and exasperation.

"I won't ever understand women." He grumbles out.

"Add your name to the list along with every other male on the planet Soul." Shadow tells him with an eye roll, his face still red from the previous statement given from the witch flying above them in the air.

"Hey there cute boys, is that mean old teammate of yours giving you two a hard time?" Blair asks the two as she floats slightly lower in the air, but still far enough above the trio that she's out of reach… At least to her knowledge. "Why don't you just forget about her and come be mine? I would never ever yell at you no matter what you did to me." She tells them, before smirking and getting a glint in her eyes. "Except in the bedroom." She tells them, making Shadow once again blush at the clear implications behind most of her statements.

"Hold on witch." Maka says. "I'm Soul's partner, not you. Okay? Our conversations don't concern you." She continues.

"Hm. Is that so?" Blair asks her. "Well, we'll just have to see about that girl." She continues, before flying higher up into the air and launching more pumpkin bombs from her sleeves at the trio. They dodge to the side and Blair responds by elongating her sleeves to act as whips. Shadow easily dodges to the side, as Maka jumps upwards and slices Blair's pumpkin in half, bur misses the witch herself.

"What the?" Maka breathes out in surprise, before Blair lands in front of her.

"Snapping Pumpkin!" She shouts out, launching multiple bombs in front of the girl that detonate in front of her. Maka is blown down the street by the consecutive explosions that go off and before she can recover, Blair uses her hat as a hand to throw Maka even further away. This time, Shadow is near enough to help her dodge the pumpkins that are thrown by Blair by grabbing Maka's wrist, and jumping onto the roof of a nearby building.

"What should we do now? None of my attacks are working." Maka tells them. When she doesn't get an answer, she looks at the two. "Soul? Shadow?" She asks. The two males in question glance at each other as they remember Blair's words from earlier, and then they share a smirk that Maka can't see. But the smirks disappear as the trio is forced to dodge another barrage of pumpkin bombs. Unfortunately, Maka's blasted to the side from the force behind the explosion, and starts to slide down the roof. Shadow stands by and watches as Soul stops her, and then nods to himself when Soul drops her into a garbage crate on the street below her. He continues to watch as Soul "breaks" his partnership with Maka, and then drops down to stand next to her. "Shadow?" She asks, almost desperately, after Soul tells her that Blair didn't have to use magic to get him to join her.

"Sorry Maka, but right now I don't care if she's a witch or not." He tells her as he walks over next to Blair. "I just hope that you're not all flirtatious and that you can actually have a nice conversation." He tells her with a slight glare. She waves her hand dismissively as she gives him a small smile.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I'm really nice to talk to as well." She replies in a happy tone before her eyes glint and she gives him another one of her mischievous smirks. "Of course, there won't be much talking anyways." She says with a purr. Shadow nods with a smirk of his own this time, nobody noticing how his eyes had gained a slightly harder look, before turning to look at Maka again. Said girl then goes on a rant with clenched fists about how all men are horrible and how she wishes they would all die.

"Hey Soul, you said women make wild assumptions without reasons right?" She asks him rhetorically. "Well then what reasons do men have for cheating?! Or maybe you could answer that Shadow!" She yells out. The two males smirk widely at her exclamation.

"How should we know what men think when they're cheating Maka?" Asks Shadow while lifting his arms and shrugging. The palms of his hands facing the sky as Soul changes his arm so that it's a scythe blade, which wraps around Blair ominously.

"Yeah, after all, cool men don't cheat on their teammates or friends." Soul tells her for the two of them as Blair takes in her situation. "Maka!" Soul yells out as Maka wipes the tears away and rushes towards his outstretched hand. Blair looks at Shadow with a slight pout.

"Sorry. But like I said before. If you weren't a witch, I probably would have considered it." He tells her apologetically while his eyes return to normal, not that anybody notices, as Soul completes his transformation and Maka slices Blair in two. The blackness that she becomes explodes outwards, showing the purple witch soul beneath. "Looks like you've got them all." Shadow tells them with a smirk. Maka nods in response.

"Yeah. Thank you Soul, Shadow." She says, the two of them nodding in acknowledgment.

"The end shape and form don't matter. It's only the soul that matters right? Nothing else." Soul tells her. Maka and Shadow nod in agreement.

"Once you eat that…" Maka trails off.

"That's right. I'll become a Death Scythe." Soul finishes, and then proceeds to eat said soul. The wind begins to whip around him as lightning strikes in the background. "The power!" Soul cries out. "I can feel the incredible power!" He continues as scythe blades start to appear and jut out all over his body… Until they all go away and it stops. "Or not."

"Huh?" Maka and Shadow ask as everything turns into a 2D drawing-like setting, and they turn white against a black background. The trio can't understand it, until a cat with Blair's hat on her head walks into the picture in front of them before meow-ing and scratching behind its ear.

"No way. Don't tell me you're really…" Maka trails off in surprise as the cat turns to look at them almost mockingly.

"I never said that I was a witch did I? You just made that assumption all on your own." The cat tells them as, in an explosion of pink smoke, she changes back into her human form. But her hat is off showing the trio her purple cat ears with white tips. "I'm just a cat with a ridiculous amount of magic power. The shape and form don't matter. Right Soul?" She asks him, using his own words to mock him.

"So you're telling me I ate ninety-nine possible kishen souls and one cat soul? That just can't be right!" Soul exclaims in surprise and annoyance. Then Maka and Shadow remember Lord Death's words.

"Wait. So if you didn't get a witch soul… Then that means…" Shadow trails off as he realizes just what it means.

"We failed!" Exclaims Maka as she grips her hair. Soul then grabs his bike that just happened to be in a nearby alleyway and starts it up.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" He yells out as he and Maka start to drive away. Shadow just sighs and shakes his head, knowing that they're driving back to the DWMA to report back to Lord Death, even though he was most likely watching the entire confrontation through his mirror in the Death Room.

"~Sigh~ Oh well." Shadow sighs, getting ready to walk back to his home. Then he notices that Blair is standing next to him, staring at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Umm… Hi?" He asks, confused as to why she was still there. Blair smirks in response.

"So… What was that about you accepting my offer if I wasn't a witch?" She whispers as she puts a hand on his shoulder and leans in so that her breath tickles his left ear. Shadow swallows the sudden lump that forms in his throat as he tries to control his sudden raging hormones.

Oh god. This is going to be a long night. Shadow thinks as Blaire stares at him with mischievous eyes and a smirk to match. The main problem for him was because of Soul, Blair's place had been blown up. So now, she didn't have a house, and needed a place to stay. Unfortunately for Shadow, Maka had just left with Soul, so Blair couldn't ask her. Which meant that left… Him.

(Updated Jan. 6, 2015:

Author's Note Part 2: Well, there it is guys, the first edited chapter of "Soul Eater and a Ninja". Not much to say down here besides the fact that I hope you like the edit so far, and that the new, third chapter should be out soon. I'm trying hard to follow my new year's resolution guys! And so far, it's going pretty well. *knocks on wood*.

But, for those of you who have reviewed, you'll get responses to those in the third chapter. But, thanks for taking the time out of your day to read this edit, and I hope to see you all next time!)