Hello everyone, Paradigm of Writing here with a new story! Good god, I am a terrible liar aren't I? I said that with Teach Me How to Cry, it'd be the last multi-chaptered story till Creationists. Well, of course, I lied like I always seem do when making announcements. But before you get mad at me, I'll tell you up front- it's for a contest I am in. Metroid-Killer's Heartless Contest was practically screaming at me to do, and if you have read Osiris's Angel, you'd know most definitely, but then I dropped out of Metroid's contest, then two months later joined Randomblackberry's Mystery Contest with this piece, so enjoy!
I am still unsure of how many chapters this shall be, but you all shall get the title! Pluto Vacation, Horror/Friendship, and most definitely hoping to disgust / scare you all out of your mind. Now, I'm drawing in inspiration from many outlets for this story and the main fact that none of the chapters will be short. 5k at minimum, and I do mean it. If you have heard of a piece called Until Dawn, a new video game, you'll get the idea really quick. If you HAVEN'T, do not spoil yourselves, or it'll ruin everything. It's like the game and the concept, but with several MAJOR twists alongside it. All right, enjoy Chapter 1: On This Hallowed Night.
12:04 A.M, Husen Family Lodge, Denver, Colorado, December 19th, 2014.
Samus Adderage shook her head in utter disbelief. Her light blonde hair danced playfully against her neck, bouncing up and down her shoulders. Thunder and lightning rattled the windows, outside a storm raged and destroyed all in its path. Her normally playful diamond eyes were angry and violent. "You guys are assholes if you do this!"
"Why? She deserves it!" Sheik Boeing held her hands up in defense.
"But isn't this taking the word 'prank' a little bit too far?"
"Suit yourself on how you see it," piped up Marth Lowell from the foot of the couch near the fireplace. "I see an opportunity to have some fun. You don't have to participate in this should you choose against it."
"All we are doing is looking out for our dear and good friend Zelda Friedrich." Sheik nodded towards the brunette in question.
Zelda Friedrich couldn't resist making a smile, patting her best friend on the back. "You're too kind, making sure buster and I get in carefree."
"Is it Midna's fault that she has a huge crush on Marth?"
"Absolutely," Zelda snarked. "Nobody is gonna ruin what Marth and I have, what we've got going on."
Another person bustled into the conversation, running in through the door from the kitchen, covered in snow and shivering to their heart's content. Lucina Husen, dusted from head to toe in a white lining, glared at her friends. For the weekend, Lucina, her sister Midna, and their brother Kuro were given their parents lodge up in rural state Colorado to have a party with their closest friends. Among them were Zelda, Sheik, Marth, and Samus, a main ragtag quartet that always hung out together pulling the most amazing pranks. Earlier that evening, at a campfire started by the Husen brother of the three, Midna's secret on having a huge crush on Marth Lowell leaked from her lips. Problem was, Zelda and Marth were a couple, dating for several weeks and it so happened that the flaming redhead had no idea about the interaction whatsoever. While Sheik and Marth were on board with getting some sweet embarrassment slid in for the week as the friends were to leave the next morning, Samus took immediate displeasure.
"I heard your damn chatter from outside. What are you all so boisterous about?" Lucina asked, shaking the outside drift of snow and rain from her jacket.
Samus frowned. "Our dear friends wish to pull a prank on Midna. One that is not going to be funny whatsoever."
"Let's just say it involves a certain man who she should not be crushing on." Zelda stuck out her chin in pride.
"I'm eager for it to get started. I'm manning camera." a voice announced from the seat next to the blue head boyfriend.
"Link is on it too?" Lucina eyed the cheekily grinning maple blond headed goof.
"Of course I am," Link smiled. "Why wouldn't I be? Getting to miss such the chance to see humiliation at its best... must be glorious!"
Lucina scanned the living room that her friends were currently cramping, seven people who could have a chance in possibly destroying whatever fun the weekend had currently collected. Next to the TV against the wall, sitting on the couch, was Marth and Link, the latter holding a camera in his hands. Marth was staring bemusedly at his girlfriend, said girl standing closest to Lucina, hands crossed over her chest, back against the wall. Sheik and Samus were both in the middle of the room, a blending of blonde hair suffocating the rest of the colors around. On the stairs that led to the upstairs sat Peach Tydal, one of the more reclusive friends of the bunch, who just shrugged. Lucina ran a hand through her navy hair, brushing it out of her face.
"You are even bringing Peach into this?" the blue haired girl sighed.
"She asked to be a part of it," Sheik shrugged. "Don't tell us it's our fault."
"Anyone else worth noting?" Samus asked.
"Red," Link piped up from the couch. He was referring to Red Kyne, the newest of the group to take a trip to the lodge. "He's giving Midna our little note. Whenever we get a text message from him signaling the package being delivered, we spring into action."
"And Robin. Can't forget Robin." Zelda added.
Lucina rolled her eyes. Nearly every single one of her friends was partaking in this prank. Joyous. Robin Jett was one of the Husen's old companions since they were kids, stunning pallid hair and pearly white teeth that caused everyone to have their knees knock together. Lucina expected her to be the last one to participate in such a thing.
"What about the guys that you didn't mention? Luigi, Lucas, and Kuro..." Peach counted off her fingers.
"Luigi is in the restroom, currently having a serious case a diarrhea," Marth pointed at the shy blond on the steps. "Kuro is drinking in the kitchen, and Lucas can be anywhere."
"Au contraire, but said individual is here." Lucas's meek voice came through, said boy in question. The sleepyhead, another long term companion to the Husen children, yawned.
"Will you be joining us in our escapade to prank Midna?" Sheik questioned.
The blonde boy rolled his eyes. "I'll choose to opt out of that adventure. I have a serious headache right now, much rather not get into whatever trouble you're seeking to find. A deep slumber is beckoning me up to one of the guest bedrooms. Much appreciated if the noise level could lower significantly while this is going on."
"Always ruining our fun, aren't you?" Zelda jeered.
"Call it whichever way you want, but don't disturb me," Lucas said sleepily. He trekked the stairs, almost stepping on Peach's hands. "Good night."
"Good night!" the room, minus Lucina chorused.
"SON OF A BITCH!" Lucas howled, clutching his head as his foot touched the second floor.
The guys in the living room laughed. "Heh, probably should've have done that."
Lucina brought her attention back to everyone still gathered. "Fine, go ahead and do what you want to do. Clearly my pleading won't stop anything from taking place. Anyone not doing it that's still here?"
Samus raised her hand. "Rather evil with what they are planning, so I'm opting out. As a matter of fact, I'm going to look for Midna and warn her instead."
"You're a slut if you do that!" Zelda called as the trooper jogged up the steps.
"It won't be anything too serious." Marth assured Lucina.
"You say that, but I still don't trust you."
"Not necessarily a matter of trust," Link pointed out. "You let the cards shuffle out on the table by themselves rather than messing with things. This lodge is huge. Sam is not going to find her before we do."
"Can I at least see the note that Red is going to give my sister?"
Sheik dug inside her jeans pocket, pulling out a crudely written paragraph on lined paper. It read,
Dear Midna, it's Marth. Look, I heard what you said earlier and I apologize for never telling you sooner. Zelda and I are together, we've been that way for quite some time. Preferably, I'd say please just step away and let nature run its course, but today I'll make an exception. You are rather hot today in that shirt, the way it hugs your body and brings out the fiery, flaming red of your hair behind that sharp black. Meet me in the second guest bedroom at quarter after midnight, there we can discuss your proposition. Cheating isn't always bad, you know. Sincerely, your precious love Marth.
Lucina looked up from the letter. "You guys aren't seriously going to try and make my sister have sex with Marth, are you?"
"Of course not! That's sickening," Zelda declared hotly. "Just want to rile up the hormones is all."
"Crude, I know, but harmless fun is harmless." Peach gave a shrug.
"I wouldn't call breaking my sister's heart a funny game. Many people will find that offensive. Hell, my parents probably won't even invite you again if this goes too far."
"It won't!" Marth pouted.
"How many times do we have to tell you, we'll be careful. Aren't we always careful?" Zelda comforted the distressed girl.
Lucina debated her next choice of words. "Okay. NO funny business, or I'll murder each and every one of you, personally. Capiche?"
Sheik nodded. "Capiche."
The bluenette directed her pathway to the kitchen. "Have at it!" she yelled.
With a loud clambour, the partying group of friends scrambled up the stairs, cussing and loud shrieks of enjoyment riling up the whole house. Inside one of the bedrooms, Lucas Samuels winced, Samus Adderage frowned, and Midna Husen waited unexpectedly for the worst few moments of her life.
For all the crazy, boring shit that happened in Luigi Russo's life, getting hit by a brick from the behind was not one of them. Seeing Samus Adderage worried was also peculiar as well.
"Slow down," he told the panting blonde. "Start over. Zelda and Sheik are going to do what?"
Samus wiped the sweat from her brow. "They want to film Midna getting undressed, preparing to screw around with Marth. Toying with someone's feelings isn't the greatest prank they could've pulled, but Lucy gave them the right away. Who knows what's going to happen."
Luigi took a step back, reeling from shock. "Damn, that's rather cold. I figure you are against it?"
"One. Hundred. Percent. Absolutely, it's sick almost."
The boy leaned back against the wall of the second floor of the lodge. He was dressed in green, his favorite color any time of the year. If people thought his winter getup was bad, spring brought on a whole other fashion nightmare. A emerald jacket was slung over his shoulders, blocking little of the frigid cold that wafted through the corridors. His bushy, mahogany hair stuck out in multiple places, unable to be covered by his verdant cap, a pallid L stamped on the front.
"Glad to hear that."
"I tried finding Midna, but that turned out to be unsuccessful. She wasn't outside, wasn't up here or downstairs. Hell, its like they kidnapped her or something. Gives me the creeps, but I know she's in this house and is about to be fucked over in more ways than one." Samus shuddered.
"I could help you look..." Luigi offered.
"Would be nice of you. Two people to cover more ground?"
"Always helps."
"Gotcha. I'll take upstairs once more, you can flip downstairs every which way." Samus ordered.
The two split, each holding different emotions in their heart. One was worried beyond belief, nervous and so scared that ragged breaths spooked them more. The other was shaky, but collected. It was going to be fine, no one would get hurt of it... right? Even if the feelings were vastly different from each other, they were undistinguishable. Finding Midna Husen was the top priority. If not, then things were going to get messy.
Midna Husen brushed her scarlet hair over her ears, shielding the light from the candle clutched in her hands as she traversed up the steps to the second floor of the lodge. "Marth?" she whispered, hoping to not be too loud to wake the others.
Her heart leaped inside her chest. "Oh boy, oh boy! He actually wants me to see him! I thought this day would never come!" She peered into the bathroom, seeing that it was empty and plunged into darkness. She rolled her eyes. Duh, the letter said to wait in the second bedroom for guests. There. Down the other end of the hall lied her prize, the doorknob gleaming with halcyon paint. Midna practically ran for the circular object, wrenching it open and falling in the room, bunched up into a ball of dust and flaming hair.
She looked up, eyes dazzling with reward. "Sorry if I looked so silly. Tripped on the way here." Midna apologized, standing up and setting the candle down at the nightstand.
Marth gave her a grin. "No need to try and commiserate with me. All works well. Get the note?"
"Got it!" Midna exclaimed, holding up the piece of paper.
"Did you muse those requests over?"
"Can't tell you exactly. Want to find out?"
"Would you prefer my mouth, my body, or my heart tell you my response?" he flirted with her.
"Ooh, aren't you scandalous!"
"Hey, that's the type of guy I come exactly across."
"One that fills me up with enjoyment, rather."
The two got near each other, Marth laying one cautious hand on her shoulder. "Should I do this?" he pondered. No turning back now, he dismissed in the back of his head. Closer and closer the two got, the hotter the room became, and the quieter it stilled as well. Their lips met like fire, ravishing and sharp as he bit her mouth, Midna crying out in surprise. The two fumbled to the floor, Marth making an obvious attempt to block the view from under the bed.
"The shirt-" he managed to get out.
"Can it wait?"
"Are you suggesting-"
"Depends."
"I like the way you think." Marth chuckled, kissing her again.
The Husen sister had no idea, pushing him against the wooden floor, climbing on top of him. "Making out is always the first step, right? Never really have I taken the relationship route before. It leads to other... scenarios."
"Indeed it does." he laughed.
Midna sat up. "Are you sure."
"Yes. Positive," Marth's eyes glinted. "Now... Mid, we must discuss the shirt. I wrote that you looked great in it, but... what about when you're out of it?"
She took that as her cue, hands lingering down to her breasts. One button was handled carefully, sliding away from its pocket, exposing-
"Oh my god! Sheik, she really is taking her shirt off!" Peach's thrilled voice shrieked from under the bed.
"Wait, what?" Midna gasped, backing up away from Marth, hands clutching her clothing tight.
Light flooded the room, Marth standing up sheepishly as the rest of the room revealed themselves. Peach and Sheik, the two blonde girls, crawled out beneath the bed frame, the former's face burning rosy pink in surprise, moreso giddy than guilty. Link took the pride of opening the closet doors, the camera grasped between his pointer and middle fingers. Red and Robin waved from atop the bookcases that lined the back wall. Zelda, who was hiding behind the door the whole time, burst out laughing.
"That was too good!"
"What are you all doing here?" Midna asked, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.
"Where did you learn how to kiss like that," Sheik prodded the embarrassed girl. "You said you aren't romantic, but we got you on camera pouncing him like a tiger. Ravenous little beast, aren't you?"
"Link... are you filming?" the Husen sister had crystalline droplets streaming from her eyes at this point.
Samus and Luigi came running in from the hall, both cussing in unison. "FUCK!" Samus stomped her foot.
"Really smooth, you guys." Luigi sneered at the rest.
Marth rubbed the back of his neck. "Mid, we are so sorry. I thought people would've stopped it way earlier than they did-"
"It was just a stupid prank." Samus hugged the crying girl.
"You all are assholes!" Midna shrieked, running from the room. Luigi cussed, taking the moment to sprint after her.
Samus backed up slowly, her glare giving her the power in the room. "What is wrong with you fuckers anyways? You even promised Lucina that nothing bad would happen. Well, hell, guess what happened? She's ran from the room, crying," she guilt tripped the group. Spinning on her heels, she ran as well. "Midna!" she called.
The group was left in stunned silence, rocking back and forth awkwardly on their heels. Marth whistled, Sheik's face in her hands. "It was supposed to be harmless. My god."
"We fucked up, didn't we?" Link's hesitant voice broke the quiet.
"Yeah, we sure as hell did." Zelda agreed.
"That's the least of our problems." Peach shook her head.
"What do you mean?" Red asked, dropping from the bookshelf with Robin.
"Now we have to find out where Midna is going to go. It's storming out there, rain and snow falling together. She's going to get hurt." Robin nodded, following the blond's drift.
"Shit..." Marth trailed off.
Without adding an extra word, the group of seven barreled down the hallway.
Lucina set another glass down by the sink, yawning. The kitchen light gave the atmosphere a ghostly hue, with only the clattering and clinking of glasses keeping her company. Her thoughts drifted here and there, mainly focused on one point. "God, I hope they aren't being crude to her. I can only imagine..."
A light knock caused the bluenette to spin around, making the one who knocked, which was Lucas to jump. "Sheesh," he winced. "Sorry if I scared you. I was about to drift off when Midna's crying woke me up. Well, Samus's cursing was the precursor, followed by three sets of footsteps, then a multitude of wild dashing. I think that prank went the whole other way."
"I told them..."
"I know what you told them. Doesn't me they were going to necessarily listen. Hell, this is Zelda, Sheik, and Marth we're talking about here. Anyways, I don't know where Midna went. Has to be still in the house, as going out in that storm is stupid. Sorry for the misfortune Lucy."
"That can be settled in the morning. Perhaps you could find her for me. A text message would be great."
"Will do." Lucas complied, exiting the kitchen.
Lucina resumed her cleaning, anger exerting out in her movement. The cup in her grasp shattered, shards of glass flying everywhere as a damp cloth touched the reflective object. She sighed, smearing a drop of blood on her palm. Seeing as perhaps doing the dishes was going to lead to even more bloodshed, finding an other idle task would've been a better bet.
She turned around, face-to-face with her brother, Kuro Husen. Lucina smirked, ruffling her brother's head of onyx hair. His phone was on by him, the boy passed out against the counter. Further inspection brought into a view a bottle of whiskey, the idiot managed to get buzzed by downing the whole thing. She rolled her eyes, much was to be expected of him. On his phone, a picture of Midna and Kuro was displayed. Their ghastly crimson eyes pierced through Lucina's skull.
"How you manage to out do yourself every year, I will never know." she chuckled, patting Kuro's shoulder. He still didn't stir. The alcohol did quite the number.
Lucina turned to face the window, when a blurred object went running past. She blinked, realizing it was Midna, who was sobbing at the top of her lungs. "Oh shit..." the bluenette dashed from the counter, racing into the main living room. The front door to the lodge was wide open, where a gathering of people cluttered in the doorway had formed. She ran headlong into it.
"Midna!" Zelda yelled, her voice being carried by the whipping wind.
"Where's my sister going?" Lucina demanded, breaking through the group.
Everyone minus Kuro, Midna, and Lucas were placed in this cluster. Marth, Zelda, Sheik, Link, Robin, Red, Peach, Luigi, and Samus were accounted for. The first seven were shaking their heads in disbelief, anger, and confusion. Samus held her hands up in frustration. "Ask them. They know everything."
"It was only a prank!" Marth howled, cupping his hands to hopefully project his voice.
"You jerks!" Lucina sneered.
"Want us to go find her with you?" Luigi offered.
"No, Midna can only be calmed down by me, and me only." the Husen bluenette dejected.
"You sure?" Samus started.
"More than positive." With that, Lucina ran off into the storm, pelted by snow and rainfall alike. A shattering boom of lightning resounded through the area, causing Peach to hug her arms tight.
"Oh lord..." she whispered.
"Should we go after her?" Marth asked the group.
"You heard what Lucy said-" Robin began to say.
"Doesn't matter what she said, this is dangerous." Luigi retorted.
"I think you guys are gonna be the last people on this planet that Midna is going to want to see." Samus pointed out, her eyes judging, tone relentless.
"She's over reacting." Zelda rolled her eyes.
"You guys-" Link cut in.
"Forget it," Sheik stamped her foot. "Lucina is going out there to brave the storm. They're sisters. Hell, if anyone can find Midna in this weather, it's Lucina."
And how the group wished that was true.
12:43 A.M, Eden Mountain Resort, Denver, Colorado, December 19th, 2014.
Lucina batted away the branches of a coniferous tree, snow splattering her boots. "Midna! Mid, where are you?" she yelled into the storm, her words getting lost in the battle of wind and the elements. A flash of lightning somewhere in the sky illuminated the ground in front of her, showing her the edge of a mountain cliff.
"Oh fuck!" she gasped, skittering to a stop. Her head bounced off of something sharp, and closer and closer Lucina Husen's body reached the craggy drop off to an inevitable doom below. She breathed raggedly, pulling herself up. Just another night at Eden Resort, nothing wrong there. People nearly fell off of cliffs all the time, no biggie whatsoever.
"If I was Midna, where would I go to hide?" Lucina thought to herself, backing up from the cliffside. She ran off again, seeing a quick path of either a jump of about eight or so feet, or metal stairs that'd safely drop her to the ground. Biting her tongue, she leaped, landing dangerously close to the trunk of a tree, terrified and sick with fear. She rubbed the back of head, the gleaming crimson color of blood meeting her fingertips. Must've been the rock she slammed her head against.
The weather howled in the air, moans and screaming cries of agony pelting the air. "Midna! Are you alright?" she called out.
Lucina skidded to a stop, eying the tree carefully. A crude pair of letters was written into the bark of the tree, drenched in a putrid violet. The letters FK stared back at the bluenette, crippling nausea washing over her. She clutched her head, mind muddled and blurred as memories from her parents resounded off the walls of her brain.
There was once a killer that lived near the resort, went by the calling of The Freak. Killed many people in various ways, burning, shooting, stabbed in the back, poison... multiple things could lead to his victims deaths. Wherever he went, he left the insignia of FK in a nearby object. People couldn't remove it, nor did anyone try to. Bile rose in Lucina's throat. Either the sign was old and from back when the killer was supposedly caught... or it was fresh.
She touched the crude marking, paint smearing between her hands. Lucina's eyes widened... this sign was newly made if the coating didn't try or fade. This... this person could've had her sister.
"MIDNA!" Lucina screamed.
"Lucy?" Midna's voice called out.
The bluenette blinked rapidly, running in the direction of the noise. Lucina ducked under another tree branch, shrieked as various forms of wildlife made its way through the road. Squeezing between a crevice that consisted of two boulders smashed together, she found Midna. The poor girl was in a ball, rocking back and forth while she cried quietly to herself.
"Oh my goodness, you must be freezing." Lucina took of her coat, giving it to her sister.
Midna took it graciously, hiccupping at the same moment. "My goodness, I'm so dumb. Aren't I just the stupidest person on the planet?"
"You're not stupid. When we get back, I'll talk to them in the most severe way possible." the bluenette said firmly.
"Can you be so sure of that, Lucina Husen?" a third voice entered the surrounding.
The two sisters froze, whipping breezes and the cracks of thunder unable to ease their fear. "Who said that?" Lucina demanded furiously.
"Please don't be another stupid prank of yours, guys... I can't handle them anymore," Midna burst into tears once more. "Please!"
"Oh no, this isn't a prank. But much rather real life. Head start?" the stranger called out from an unseen location.
"What kind of sick fuck do you think you are?" Lucina challenged.
"Ten... nine... eight-" the voice began counting down.
The Husen sisters didn't need to be told twice. Their doom was not going to come at the hands of this fool. Midna sprinted off, faster than she ever ran in her life. Lucina panicked, sweat beading down her face. She managed to pull out her phone from her jacket, turning it on and somehow in her fumbled running, getting the camera light to stay on. The two passed by the jagged cliff where Lucina almost fell off before stopping.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Midna shrieked.
The stranger stood in their path, two pistols clutched in their hands. The voice sounded male, chuckling and laughing. "Why would I let my new prey run off so easily?"
"Marth, kindly fuck off!" Lucina yelled.
"Marth Lowell? You're mistaking me for Marth Lowell? Oh, dear Lucy, things must be straightened out." the stranger advanced.
"Get back!" Midna hissed.
"Whoever you are, there must be a mistake." the bluenette said, terrified.
"Oh, I beg to differ. There is no mistake. You are exactly who I've been looking for all along. The carnival has rolled into town. The Freak makes his grand reappearance. Fitting, no?" the stranger asked.
Time stopped for the Husen sisters. The Freak, the crazed psychopathic killer caught years before... was true and right in front of them. Lucina eyed her sister, the two nodded and slowly stepped forward.
"Killing us wouldn't be wise." Lucina advised.
"We must agree to disagree." Freak chuckled. In the blur of the snow and rain, she couldn't make out the killer's face.
A blinding burst of light and fire rocketed from one of the pistols clutched in the killer's hands. With a cry, Midna sank to her knees, a bullet lodged in her chest, a second that cut a hole straight through the throat. A crimson puddle spilled out of the redhead, staining the snow a violent cardinal. Lucina screamed, lunging for the killer. Freak sidestepped easily, the Husen girl falling to the pallid drift with nothing to catch her.
Lucina grunted. "You won't get away with killing my sister, you fucking freak!"
"How kind of you to call me by my name... Nice ring to it." he chortled.
Freak grabbed the bluenette by the waist, raising her high above the ground. Lucina screamed, kicking and flailing around as if her life depended on it. Which... which it did. Swinging her down, Lucina slammed into the snow, three resounding breaks releasing from her body. In multiple places, her neck shattered, spine cracking in five sections, and one for the sound of a poor head being crushed against a rock. Freak stood back to admire his work, one of beauty and true life.
"Easiest ones so far." he chuckled to himself. Pulling out a knife, he rubbed his eyes. Thank heaven for the blizzard mixed in with a thunderstorm. Had the girls seen his face, they'd have been asking for it. Crouching to Midna's body, he plunged the knife deep in her chest, digging the bullet farther in till a sickening splat rushed from the girl's dead corpse. Puddles of red splashed amid the pallid sheets, and Freak leaned down, kissing her on the forehead.
"Oh, you'll be the most luxurious one by far." he purred. As Freak took his time, getting busy with Midna Husen, Lucina Husen soon to follow, only one thought went through his brain.
"Two down. Ten more to go."
There we are! First chapter of Pluto Vacation... *counts off fingers*... a number to go. Yeah, got them confused in my head. Probably not my finest moments of tension and other things... but it'll work for now. I don't know when the second chapter will come out, but it's gonna be in November more than likely... maybe not. Depends. Whatever the case may be, who is this illustrious Freak? Notice how he said that's there two down, and there's ten to go. Has to be a friend, right? Hmm... let's see. Thanks for reading guys! Love you all!
~ Paradigm