Axel shot up in bed with a gasp, green eyes wide and jaw clenched.

Panting and quivering slightly, his gaze flicked about the small, dark room and it took him a second to remember where he was. That he had been asleep. Dreaming. That this was what was real, not… wherever he had just come from. He struggled to slow down his breathing, inhaling deeply and letting it out gradually. Still, it took a few minutes for him to calm down as he cleared the fog of slumber from his mind.

Drawing one leg up to his chest, he planted an elbow on it and raked his fingers through his sweaty scalp.

So. It had been another one of those dreams. He'd been having them for, what… a month now? They seemed to be getting more frequent too. Funny thing was, he never could recall what they were about. Not even a damn sliver of a memory. But he always knew when he had them. Because it was always the same when he woke up from them. Dread. Despair. Panic. And a strong, inescapable feeling of loss. Like he had misplaced or forgotten something… something important...

He shook his head, snorting softly through his nose. He needed to get a grip and stop overthinking things. It was just some whacked nightmare messing with his head. Probably just a byproduct of his bad habit of staying up all hours of the night and not getting enough sleep. Or maybe he just kept eating something before bed that didn't agree with him.

Glancing over his shoulder towards his bedroom's only window, he could see it was still night out, but only just. The first thin rays of dawn were beginning to peek out over the horizon. With a soft sigh, he closed his eyes and let that gentle early sunlight warm his skin.

Don't hold back, Lea. Promise?

Kairi's words from yesterday ghosted through his mind and he frowned at the memory. At the time, Kairi's face had blurred, her hair and clothes had faded to black. Next thing he knew, a couple of rogue tears had escaped unbidden to streak down his cheeks. He'd told her that something was in his eyes, but really, he had no clue where they'd come from. Only that overwhelming sense of loss once again… but over what, he couldn't put to words.

His hand went to his chest, lightly scratching over where his heart beat. It still felt strange having it back… somewhat uncomfortable at times, even. Like it had come back wrong somehow. Like it didn't quite fit right. Maybe it was malfunctioning. Running haywire. Could explain all these random emotions that kept popping up outta nowhere when the situation didn't call for them.

It was still taking some getting used to… having this whole spectrum of feelings now at his fingertips once more, after a decade of going without. And even with having had his heart returned to him for a some time now, Axel still was floundering a bit with it all.

But he supposed he just needed more time to grow accustomed to it again. After all, going from feeling nothing at all to feeling everything was no easy adjustment. Especially since the last time he had felt emotions, really felt them, had been when he was a teenager. Now it was over ten years later and he was a full grown adult, emotions back with a vengeance. In some ways though, he still felt like that same punkass little kid. He had never really had the chance to grow out of that stage, not really, not like most people did.

How do you adult? He didn't have the first clue.

With a grunt, he flopped back down in his bed and stared up at the ceiling.

'Kay, but stop apologizing.

Fine… on one condition. Call me Axel from now on. Got it memorized?

Kairi hadn't questioned it, merely smiled and agreed. Probably for the best. He wasn't quite sure what he'd have told her if she'd asked. Certainly not the truth… that he didn't feel like he deserved the right to go by his old name.

Not yet.

Upon becoming a Somebody again, he'd been thrilled, running around telling everyone to call him Lea once more. But as time had gone on and his exuberance faded, it had started to sink in that it didn't feel… right. Nor exactly. Lea had been a good person. A naive, headstrong one to be sure, but still good. But he was no longer a good person. He was no longer Lea.

There was still so much for him to atone for. So many wrongs he had to right. He had a long road ahead before he felt he could truly be Lea again. And until that day, he'd hide behind the name Axel like a mask.

...plus, there was something oddly comforting about Kairi calling him Axel, as strange as it might've seemed. Chalk up another one to some wires getting crossed when he'd gotten his heart back.

Alright, that was enough head scratching for one morning. With a yawn, he rolled over onto his side and squeezed his eyes shut, having every intention of full on passing out once more.

It was not to be.

He had just started to drift off when he was startled awake again with something smacking him square in the face.

"The hell?!" he snarled, sitting up and yanking the offending object off his head to discover that it was a pillow. Scowling, he looked up from it to find that he was no longer alone in his room. "Kairi?"

His fellow redhead stood just inside his doorway, light from the hallway behind her streaming into his room. She was fully dressed and ready for the day. Hands on her hips, she flashed him a Cheshire grin. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead!"

He gave her a dull stare. "Don't you know you shouldn't go throwing pillows at sleeping people? You could suffocate someone!"

"Yeah, right," she rolled her eyes and jerked a thumb over her shoulder. "Get your rear outta bed, we got a busy day of training ahead of us."

He laid back down, pulling the covers over his head. "No way. I'm not getting up at the butt-crack of dawn. Go train by yourself. Or whack Merlin a few times with that keyblade of yours, I'm sure he'll love it. It'll show initiative."

She laughed, "I get it. You're an old man getting on in years. You need your rest. Can't quite keep up with us young'uns anymore." She yelped and jumped back, using the door as a shield to block the pillow he threw at her.

"I'm not old! I'm only twenty-six, you snot-nosed little brat!"

"Wow, rude! I think I liked you better when you were all sweet and wouldn't quit saying sorry, jerkface!"

He shrugged, a smirk tugging at one corner of his lips. "Can't have it both ways, Princess. That ship has sailed, per your request. This is what ya signed up for now. Don't like it? Tough noogies."

"Whatever you say," she tugged her left lower eyelid down with one finger and stuck her tongue out at him, "ya old coot!"

He narrowed his eyes at her. "I hope you enjoy sleeping on a pile of ash."

Kairi's brow furrowed at that. "Why would I do that? I have a bed."

"That will be your bed," he grinned wickedly. "Or rather, what'll be left when I'm through with it."

Growling, she retrieved the pillow from the floor. "Go in my room and you're so dead!" With the final word, she hurled it back at him once more, whacking him in the face a second time. He let out a muffled choking noise, then went very still. A few seconds passed where nothing happened. Kairi frowned suspiciously. "...Axel?"

He remained motionless beneath the cushion.

She huffed out a breath, "Pfffft, please. You haven't suffocated. Not that quickly." She marched over to his bedside, reaching out for his sheets to yank them off him, "Quit being a dork and-"

The second she was in reach, he jumped up with a yell, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her down. She shrieked and squirmed to break free as he gave her head a vigorous noogie. "What'd you call me, brat? What'd you-"

She elbowed him hard in the gut, forcing him to release her as he let out a pained, "Oof!"

"Drop dead, you dorky old fart!" she taunted with a laugh as she ran out the door, finally leaving him in peace.

He chuckled before stretching and sprawling out in bed once more.

Oh, Kairi. She was like the little sister he had never… wanted. She was one royal pain in the neck. All attitude and spunk and stubbornness. As annoying as she could be at times, he also kind of admired her in a way. He wasn't quite sure how someone so tiny could contain such gargantuan amounts of fierceness. Nah, she wasn't half bad, not at all. Just a headache sometimes. Just like any younger sibling would be, if they were doing their job right. If nothing else, she did make for a good sparring partner.

He looked towards the window again. A new day had officially commenced and there would be no getting back to sleep now. Not after that rude awakening. With a groan, he dragged himself out of bed and started to get ready.

"Try to keep up, gramps! I'm now seven ahead of you," Kairi smirked, taking a swing with her keyblade at a floating tea set. That's right, she was being literally dive bombed a frigging teapot, complete with petite cups and saucers. Kairi's attack smashed every last delicate little piece of the ensemble into hundreds of porcelain shards that clattered to the ground, inanimate once more. "Make that eight."

Axel snorted, flourishing his own keyblade out to parry an enchanted chair that had lunged at him. Behind it, hopping comically towards him on stubby wooden legs, was two more seats just like it. In fact, he and Kairi were surrounded by a whole army of ensorcelled furniture, from foot stools to tables, wardrobes to candlesticks.

If there was one thing to be said about wizards, it was that they certainly had interesting if somewhat unorthodox methods for combat training.

The two of them were defending themselves against the horde of home decor in a giant forest clearing. The neighboring trees formed an almost unnaturally perfect circle around the huge meadow on which they made their stand currently. This spot, dubbed the Ring, was the preferred training grounds for the pair of fledgeling keyblade wielders.

Pushing his attacker away, Axel slashed his blade underhand, tearing the poor thing asunder before he leapt back, dodging out of the way as its allies tried to pounce. Two more slices and they were nothing but kindling. Spinning around on his heel, he spotted a whole living room set charging directly towards him. There had to be at least ten household furnishings there, all grouped up together in a neat little package. He grinned.

Perfect.

Throwing his free hand forward, fire swirled and danced down his arm and launched like a smouldering cannonball towards the pack. It found its mark, striking dead center of the small battalion and exploding like a mini-nuke. There was nothing left of the little guys but soot and blackened splinters.

He winked over he shoulder at Kairi. "You were saying, Princess?"

She shot him a glare out of the corner of her eye. With a harrumph, she grumbled, "No fair."

"Please," he shrugged, grin widening. "All's fair in love and kicking your sorry butt."

Dodge rolling out of the way as a broom launched itself at her, she skewered it with her weapon before turning to the next wave of enemies. Pointing her keyblade straight ahead, it glowed and suddenly a wall of water was conjured from thin air, gushing forward and hitting the bewitched furniture hard, smashing them like a shipwreck in a thunderstorm. She then gave him a cocky smile with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I'm gonna make you eat those words."

"Bring it."

The banter died down as they focused once more on slaughtering the mystical objects assaulting them. They weren't tough and Axel almost felt bad that they were wrecking Team Feng Shui so hard. What he had to remember however was that while these things were total small fries individually, what they had on their side, what made this exercise a challenge, was the fact that they had sheer numbers on their side. There was no end to the onslaught. It had felt like he and Kairi had been at this for hours already. Maybe they had been. It was hard to tell, the sky didn't exactly follow the normal rules of daylight here in this weird magical pocket dimension Merlin had created for them. His brow was beaded with sweat and he could feel the dull ache of exhaustion beginning to settle into his muscles.

As he ducked an attack from one of his opponents, he decided to mix it up a little bit and try something new, something fancy. Something that he had seen Sora do in the past that Axel had always wanted to try. Spotting a fresh squadron of cookware being bravely led into the fray by a stout grandfather clock, he pulled his arm back, his keyblade slowly lighting up with a warm glow. Then he flung his arm forward at full force, releasing the weapon and sending it flying. It spun into a blazing blur of flames, striking the clock first, making it burst into smoldering jagged pieces as the keyblade ricocheted towards the next nearest foe. It struck that one, obliterating it as well, before bouncing to another. Then another.

Axel pumped his fist in victory, watching his attack keep going, leaving a path of destruction in its wake. Then he stretched his hand out, willing it back to him. The blur of flickering crimson and orange curved around and soared directly back towards him, smacking hard against his awaiting palm as he caught it. His keyblade-

Wait. No. He blinked and frowned. It wasn't his keyblade that he now held within his grasp, but rather one of his chakrams.

"Enough!" a voice called out out across the battlefield.

All the flying furniture fell immediately and eerily still. Kairi had her blade raised overhead ready to strike, eyes darting about at the abrupt halt in action. Slowly she lowered her arm and relaxed. Across the way, behind the dense mass of the chairs, cabinets and dust pans, stood Merlin.

He stepped forward, approaching the two keyblade wielders. The sea of his home appliance minions parted, letting him pass. His blue robes rustled around his feet and his long pointed hat rested atop his head as usual, making him appear much taller than he actually was. As he came to a stop before them, he didn't speak right away, instead fixing them both with a calculating look as he stroked his lengthy beard. Weapons dismissed, both Axel and Kairi stood at attention, like soldiers in a war, waiting for their commander's orders.

Finally, he folded his arms within his sleeves and spoke. "Kairi is victorious this challenge."

"Yes!" she cheered, bouncing in place with a clap of her hands.

"What?!" Axel snapped, ignoring her as she razzed her tongue at him. "Oh come on! I was winning!"

The wizard puffed out his mustache a bit. "True, you were in the lead for number of adversaries vanquished. But as this is keyblade training, victory must be awarded to the one actually wielding a keyblade."

"But I am wielding a keyblade! I-" he cut himself off, pressing his lips together into a thin line. Then he rubbed the nape of his neck with one hand, throwing the other up in a half shrug. "Or… I was. But then it, I dunno… decided to take a vacation."

"No excuses!" Merlin thwacked Axel over the head with his wand, producing a surprised grunt out of him. "If you truly wish to ever be a keyblade master, my boy, you're going to have to learn how to properly control your keyblade. You can't have it coming and going as it pleases."

"Tch," his lips curled as he lightly massaged his sore cranium. "I'm trying."

"Not hard enough apparently," Kairi muttered in a sing-song.

Axel pinned her with a glare. "I will end you."

"Try it, old timer."

"An excellent idea," Merlin's voice broke in, interrupting their little squabble. As they both looked to him again, he clarified, "We shall end today's session with a match between you two. Summon your blades." He poked the tip of his wand into Axel's chest with a pointed look . "Both of you."

With a graceful sweep of a hand to one side, Kairi summoned her keyblade once more in a dazzling glimmer of radiance. Then she looked to Axel expectantly. One corner of her lips was upturned in a tiny smile of encouragement. You can do this. I believe in you, was her silent message.

He crooked his arm up, staring down into his empty palm with a frown. Even after weeks of practice, he still struggled with summoning his keyblade. Also had trouble keeping it around after the fact, as recent circumstances demonstrated. This hadn't been the first time the blasted thing had left him high and dry.

He had to wonder what would happen this time when he called. Would it come? Or…?

Only one way to find out.

Facing his hand away and stretching his arm out before him, he closed his eye and concentrated. A few seconds passed where nothing happened. Then a few sparks and flicker of flames sputtered within his palm. Gritting his teeth, he pushed harder. Suddenly, fire exploded forth from his hand and flared out, taking shape into a giant key. His keyblade. He breathed a chuckle.

Well look who decided to show up.

Looking across the way, Kairi giggled and gave him a thumbs up. He nodded in return.

With a small lift of his chin, Merlin took a couple steps back. "Very well. You may commence when ready."

Smirking, Axel saluted her with his weapon before getting in a combat ready stance. "Loser buys winner ice cream for a week."

She bit back a grin, twirling her own blade a few times before slinging it against her shoulder. "Your wear and tear is showing, grandpa. You sure you want to be making bets you can't win?"

His eyes crinkled. "Check the leaderboard," he nodded his head to one side, indicating some scribbles that had been hastily scrawled out in the dirt at the edge of the forest clearing. The word "Rankings" was crudely written out as a makeshift header, underscored with a line. Beneath that were two names: Axel on top in slot number one, and Kairi following behind in slot number two. "I think I'm pretty confident in my odds."

She scoffed. "I can't believe you felt the need to make that pathetic thing to puff up your own fragile male ego."

"What's that I hear?" he cupped a hand to his ear with a half-grin. "Why, I do believe it's the pitiful whines of a sore loser."

"Savor this moment while you can, because you know what?" She smirked back as she took on a defensive pose, putting one foot behind the other, bending her knees and holding her keyblade in both hands. "I'm going back to where I belong!"

Something went off in Axel's brain. It was small and sharp, almost like a pop, but he didn't so much hear it as felt it. It was followed by a dull, distant ache that made him wince and press a hand to the side of his head as he gave it a shake, "W...what…?" His vision was blurring again, colors and indistinct shapes slowly beginning to melt into one another.

"Don't give me that look! You heard me, I'm going back where I belong… at the top of that leaderb-"

Suddenly the minor ache erupted into searing pain behind his eyes. He cried out, stumbling and now gripping both his hands to his heads, his keyblade vanishing. He hardly registered the look of shock on Merlin's face, nor the surprised worried on Kairi's. Her lips were moving, saying something. Axel. He could see but not hear it. All sound had been muted, everything except for this ringing. It was faint at first, but swiftly becoming louder and more high pitched, reverberating around his skull a thousand times, threatening to rip it apart.

The pain intensified and he could no longer stand. With a strangled grunt, he fell to his knees as his sight began to fade to white. The last thing he saw was Kairi running towards him in what felt like slow motion. Then everything was swallowed in a blinding light.

Finally, he passed out.

"I thought I'd find you up here."

Axel glanced out of the corner of his eye, spotting Kairi emerging from the trees behind him. He was sitting on a boulder atop the hill overlooking the vast forest. The same spot he'd found Kairi writing her letter to Sora the day before. This was where they always came when they needed a break from all that grueling training Merlin put them through. It was a nice spot. Quiet. Calm.

He shrugged, eyes forward once more and focused on the blazing sunset. "...how long was I out for?"

"Not long," she replied, taking a seat nearby on the tree stump to his left, tucking one leg beneath her. "An hour tops."

He said nothing, just stared out into the horizon. When he had come to, he had found himself alone back in his own room, tucked in his bed. He had felt fine for the most part. Just a lingering shadow of a headache that had made him grimace when sat up, but had quickly waned. Even so, some part of him knew he should have stayed put and gotten some bed rest just to be on the safe side.

But then… Axel had never really been one for playing it safe.

Already restless, he had gotten up and left his room, going outside and meandering into the woods towards this vantage point. After Merlin had spirited him and Kairi away to this reality outside of time and space to continue their training, it hadn't taken him long to discover this spot and lay claim to it. He liked it. It… reminded him of the clocktower in a way. It wasn't exactly the same. Instead of a quiet, sleepy town below, there were only trees stretching as far as the eye could see. Instead of his friend, the company he kept was mainly himself. Plus the occasional appearance from a certain feisty redhead in a pink dress.

No, the clocktower it was most certainly not...

...but still… the place brought him comfort all the same.

Kairi was suddenly shoving something in front of his face and he rocked back, blinking a couple times. She was holding out a bar of sea salt ice cream for him, with its twin in her other hand held close to her chest.

Heh. Nostalgia complete.

Smiling faintly, he took the offered sweet from her. "I should be the one buying you ice cream. After all, you won, fair and square."

She shrugged, licking her own as she swung her left foot. "Call it a freebie. Besides, I wouldn't really say what happened was fair or square."

"Yeah…" was all he said, staring down at the frozen treat.

"So, what did happen exactly?" she asked carefully.

His shoulders bobbed once. "Your guess is as good as mine. One minute, everything's fine and dandy. The next?" He turned the ice cream bar sideways and slid it along an invisible horizontal line, letting loose a long, one note whistle. "...flatlined."

She was silent for a moment, staring at him hard. He avoided looking at her, just continued staring out into the crimson twilight. Finally she said, "You may not know exactly why… but you know something." His eyes widened a fraction as he finally looked her way. Smug, she gave her ice cream another lick. "You should know by now, you can't hide anything from me. I know all. So spill it."

That earned a snort from him. Running his fingers through his hair, he said, "I've been… having some strange dreams lately."

"Dreams?" her head tipped to one side. "What about?"

Axel shook his head. "That's the thing. I can never remember them. I just always wake up from them with this awful feeling."

"...and you think they could be related to whatever happened to you during training today?"

"Maybe. Who knows," he shrugged.

She gave a low thoughtful hum, before asking, "How long have you been having them?"

"A few weeks or so… not sure exactly." Come to think of it, they had started not long after he and Kairi had started their keyblade training with the old wizard. Strange. Coincidence? Probably.

"Have you told Merlin about these dreams?"

"Nah. Didn't want to bother him. I'm not some bawling toddler who goes running to his old man anytime I have a nightmare." At last he raised his ice cream to his mouth, biting down into it. Swallowing the mouthful, he added, "I'm sure it's nothing."

"It's not nothing if it's causing you blackouts," she huffed. He shrugged again, taking another bite. She pulled a face at him. "Then again, maybe eating your ice cream that way is what's causing it. I don't know how you don't get brain freezes."

"Can't freeze fire incarnate itself, sweetcheeks," he snickered.

"Seriously, Merlin should-"

"Drop it," he said flatly. "Please."

Her cheeks puffed out in annoyance, but she fell silent. Sucking on her ice cream with a tiny scowl for a few seconds, she popped it back out. "Maybe this all ties into the problems you've been having with your keyblade."

"Doubtful," he smirked wryly. "That thing had a mind of its own long before my troubles in dreamland began."

She arched an eyebrow at him. "You think keyblades have minds?"

"Well, yeah. In a way." Having already finished his bar, he pointed the remaining stick at her. "Take for example Sora's keyblade. Or rather, Riku's, once upon a time. Then that fateful night on your little play island happened and ol' Snow-top welcomed the darkness with open arms and let it devour him whole. His keyblade decided it wanted nothing to do with that mess o' crazy and swapped horses to golden boy Sora."

Kairi gnawed her lower lip. "You have a point." She lapped at her ice cream, which was still for the most part intact and beginning to melt. "Alright. If keyblades are capable of thinking for themselves and making choices, why's yours giving you such a hard time?"

He stuck the stick between his teeth and chewed it thoughtfully. "...I think mine likes me. Finds me interesting, maybe even amusing. Enough anyway to answer my call what few times it has. But I don't think I've really earned it yet. I haven't shown it that I have the right to be its master. It's sticking around for now, waiting for me to prove myself… but I'm not sure that it'll wait forever."

"Okay then," she pursed her lips to one side. "How do you go about winning it over?"

"Beats me." He sighed and leaned back on his hands. "Whatever it wants, I don't think I'll find it here, training. Talk about snoozefest." He waved a hand out towards the sky. "Maybe I should be out there, in the field, getting some hands-on experience. That's how Sora and Riku did it. I never really was the traditional schooling sort of guy anyway."

She didn't respond right away, mulling over his words. "...well, whatever you do, don't go running off without saying something first, 'kay?"

"What, worried you'd miss me too much?" She shot him a sour look and he snerked. "You got it, Princess." There was a brief lull as he gazed off into the horizon once more. Kairi said nothing, seemingly content to just keep slowly nibbling away at her chilly snack. Then, "Hey... do you ever think about Radiant Garden?"

She paused with a frown, blinking up at him and furrowing her brow. "What about it?"

"I dunno, just... do you ever think of popping over for a visit?"

"Nah." Noticing some of her ice cream had dripped onto her fingers, she licked it off. "Pass."

He gave a soft harrumph. "It's your home too, ya know. You should drop by sometimes."

"But it's not my home."

He rolled his eyes. "What, and some cruddy little islands out in the boonies are?"

"Nope," she said, popping the P. "One place was where I was born. The other was where I was raised. But neither are my home." She placed a hand over her heart, closing her eyes as a gentle smile curved her lips. "Sora and Riku. Wherever they are, I'm home."

He stared at her for a few seconds, face blank, before shifting his gaze back out into space with a derisive snort. "Sap."

Kairi flinched and inhaled, struck by a realization just a little too late. "Sorry. You… miss Roxas still, don't you?"

He shrugged. "No more than usual. I'm a big boy. I'll get over it."

"He's a part of Sora now. He's not lost, not completely anyway."

He supposed what she said was true.

Didn't make the whole situation suck any less.

"Besides," she added after a pause, "Sora, Ienzo… they're all working so hard to bring him back, so I'm sure it won't be long before you'll be reunited with your friend. And… we'll get Isa back too. Promise."

He grinned at her. "You bet your butt we will. Even if we have to drag him kicking and screaming the whole way."

She chuckled softly with a nod, returning her attention to her ice cream. Not another word passed between them as they fell into a companionable silence, each lost in their own thoughts while the final rays of the dying sun gradually shifted from red to purple.

AN: Oops, I'm at it again! Starting another story filled with my crack ship shenanigans! To anyone who knows me from my other works, thank you so so much for returning to put up with more of my BS! To anyone new and just discovering me, welcome and thank you so so much for taking the time to read this... perhaps I will soon convert you to my ways... mwahahahahaha!

MUCH praise and MUCH worship to the wonderful and stunning Daughter of Kyne for being a fantabulous beta for this chapter! Thank you, jujube, you da best!

Also credit to Skirtzzz for doing the absolutely amazing, flipping gorgeous, and positively divine cover art! You can find her at her website skirtzzz-dot-com (replace the "dot" accordingly), as well as pretty much any social medias under that username.

We've just barely scratched the service with this first chapter! Mostly laying some ground work for our dear sweet fire boi here. Next chapter we peek in on our lovely ice queen and maybe even get a little *gasp* dare I say plot?

Fun Fact: I started writing this story before KH3 came out! Now that it IS out and I have sunk hours upon hours into the game, this lil story here has understandably undergone some revisions to make it more fitting to what actually happens in the game. For example, that little line from Kairi this chapter "I'm going back to where I belong" that made Axel pass out? Was originally "Please don't hold back, Lea. Promise." But then Kairi went and used that very line in that one scene in KH3 and I was like "well shite"and had to scramble to find another quote to use and change up the whole scene around that one damn line in order to make it work xD I hope I succeeded in the rework!

Anyhoo, thanks again for reading, I super duper appreciate it! Catch you at the next update, lovelies, which will be coming at you very soon! Much love, peace out, word to your mothers, and other such phrases that shouldn't be coming out of the likes of lil ol' me!