So, getting tired of my Unnatural History fics yet, everyone? I had this idea, and I couldn't pass it up. It's good vent writing for me, it's easy and nothing is really set in stone. This is mostly just an introduction, so you might find the second letter in an hour or so. Let me know what you think.

Have any plot twists you want thrown in? Small or large, I'll read them all? Places you want Henry to be in? Let me know! I'm sure I'll run out of idea's soon enough. So throw them at me! Also, should there be letters from/to Jasper as well? This is a Maggie/Henry fic (as you might have guessed) but should Jasper "write" to?

Thanks for reading and for any critiques! Review please!

Disclaimer: Me no own. =(

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Dear Maggie,

Hey. =)

Wow. I can't believe this is happening. Well, more like has happened. Where did the time go? It feels completely impossible! It seems only yesterday that the three of us were digging up trouble at Smithson, you know?

Now, your in college. Harvard, none the less. Always knew you could do it, Mags. And Jasper, finally in Yale. Hey, can you punch him for me once? Maybe twice? We all knew his work was going to pay off. It would have saved us so much grief if he had just gone with the flow and stopped stressing. As Jasper said, many times, "Goodbye Yale, hello jail." It was practically his motto. I wish I could have stayed to help you guys move in, but it would have been so late. You know how I've been itching to travel since day one. How's the dorm? And the roommate? You two getting along? If not, remember those martial arts moves I taught you. ;) My life lessons might finally serve useful to you. Or if you prefer, I'll personally fly in to teach her a lesson.

I'm in India, and it's incredible here. I've been here twice before, with Mom and Dad. Now, they're off on a plane as I write this. To China again. I'll probably follow soon enough, might end up east in Japan, I'm not sure yet. I'm just meeting some old friends again. Not as old or as close as you and Jasper, though, don't worry.

The plane ride was so hectic on my way here. It reminded me of the old days. Laptops were being stolen, right on the plane! Vanished, gone! I was going to check things out, but this girl and her friend ended up finding a monkey that had escaped from her cage in the storage and was taking the computers! The two were maybe fourteen or fifteen, like we were as Sophomores. They found all the laptops and returned them, including mine. Which is a relief, since without it we wouldn't be able to video chat. But letters are much more permanent, aren't they? I've always enjoyed writing letters. It's a good release. Like from how terrible I feel right now. Because, well. . .

Gosh, I just wanted to tell you something. Um, I miss you. I miss our days at Smithson so much more than I should. Well, I guess things have been way to uneventful here. I seemed to find more trouble as a teen. Haha.

Well, I hope your well. I wish you the best. Write back soon Mags, I'll be waiting. Send a note along to this address, I'll be here another month. Talk to you soon.

From,

Henry

P.S - Only 342 days 'till I come to visit you! I'll be carefully counting the days.