A word of advise, please, please read Erin and Kappa, because this is just something to explain the Kappa AI's past. I think this may be one of my longest short stories I have ever written, so please bare with me.

"Please don't cry for me." The small child rest on a hospital bed, raising her arm slowly to catch her mother's tears, "I'm not completely gone as long as I'm remembered, right? Don't worry. I won't say goodbye. I know how you hate those," She watched as both of her parent remained silent and her younger, red headed sister sat on the floor, not yet understanding death, "but I will tell you that I'll see you some day again." She started humming the tune of Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift as he mother broke down into tears, for she was unable to hold them back. The child stroked the strawberry blonde hair of her mother, knowing she wouldn't get to see the beautiful strands she admired. Slowly, she began to slip away, but she died with a smile, despite her own tear stained face.

"State your name." A deep voice came out from the darkness.

The girl had opened her eyes and examined her transparent state. She moved her fingers through her hair, but the sensation of touch hadn't come into contact with her, "Um..." She thought for a brief moment, "I am the Kappa AI. I was made for the purpose of Project Freelancer."

"Incorrect." The man in front of her spoke.

"I must apologize for responding so wrongly. I am confused. May you please tell me who I am?"

"Your name is Rebekah Church. You're the daughter of the Director." Another man spoke up.

"What is my relation to Allison?" The girl asked as the name kept reverberating through her figurative brain.

"We do not say that name around here." The first man barked.

"What the Director is trying to say is that the name you have said is too sensitive to be mentioned." The second man said in a more calming tone.

"I must apologize." The girl ducked her head and a white light went off out of the corner of her eye. She turned around to see what looked like the body of a girl in a glass cylinder.

"We have prepared a vessel for you, if ever you want to walk around in public." The Director spoke once again.

"Would I be allowed to use it in private?" She asked, for the want to enhance her five senses, that seemed now unfamiliar, took over.

"If that is what you wish." The girl approached this vessel of hers. She examined the short, brown hair, then the emerald green eyes, then the clothes, which was a dark purple tank top with dark grey shorts, a yellow belt, and slightly lighter grey sneakers with yellow trim.

The girl had awoken from her dream simulator, for she could not dream for herself. She decided to roam the halls of the Mother of Invention, ignoring the rules she was told otherwise. What the Director knows won't hurt him. And it's not like most, or any in that matter, of the Freelancers know she's on board. Maybe that's not as good as she made it out to be.

"Hey, you!" Someone, presumably a guard or whatever of the like is on the ship, yelled after Rebekah.

"Whoops." She giggled and started to run away. The man followed.

"Stop right there!" He yelled, "The Director just wants to see you."

She continued running, but turned her head to face her chaser, "Screw the Director!" She continued to laugh until a loud Clank prevented her from continuation of movement, "U-uh." She looked up to face a man in green armor who held his helmet at his side, "S-sorry." She got the idea to use the freelancer as a shield from the guard, "P-please save me." She continued her child-like act.

"Can you please hand over the girl." The guard huffed, trying to catch his breath.

"I don't wanna go with you." She whined.

"May I ask what a child is doing on the Mother of Invention?" The man in green asked in a soft tone. He seemed as if he were in his mid to late twenties.

"That information is classified." The guard regained his composure, "The Director just wishes to see her."

The man turned to look at the child, then the guard, "She obviously doesn't want to go. She's still a child, if your plan is to bring her onto the battlefield."

"She is the Director's daughter. That's all that you need to know. Now, please hand her over."

"Oh really?" He faced the child again and took a step back, "Sorry kid."

"Thank you, Agent Oregon." The guard grabbed the small girl's hand and started to drag her down the hall, "Oh," he turned around, tightening his grip around the girl's wrist, "and I've overheard the Director talking about you being first for AI implantations, but you didn't hear it from me."

"Thanks." Oregon waved.

"Agent Oregon is ready for implantation." A male voice spoke and Agent Oregon was spun 180 degrees, due to lack of gravity. He braced himself for what was coming. A drilling pain went through his neural pathway. He winced in pain, but refused to make a sound. He did as he was told, before entering the room. Relax, breath slowly, and just let any new sensations pass through. Of course, he was the first to have his AI implanted into him so no one in Project Freelance could actually give him tips of how to cope.

"W-where am I?" A faint voice of a female child echoed through his head, but it wasn't his own, "W-why is it so dark?" Was she confused? Was she not told about this implantation? Oregon's vision started growing black as the back of his neck began to throb. He struggled to keep consciousness and to figure out more about this childish voice.

"He's wakening up." A blurry voice spoke up. Oregon shot up to an upright position, but kept his head toward his chest.

"Easy there." Another man spoke, "You don't want to hurt yourself."

Oregon opened his eyes and looked at the men in front of him, "Wah? North? York? W-what are you doing here?" Suddenly, a jolt of pain breached his neck and he rushed his hand to help the pain. He moved his fingers around a square, metal patch that used to not be there. He remembered what happened the last time he had consciousness.

"You've been unconscious for about a day." North spoke in his usual, calming tone, "How's the AI doing?"

"I'm scared." The childish voice went off again.

"W-who said that?" Oregon was alarmed.

"What do you mean?" York was concerned.

"There was the voice of a kid." The man mumbled.

"There's no kid in here." The tan soldier faced the man in purple.

"Maybe it's the AI." North replied.

"Where am I?" The voice whimpered and a greenish-blue, transparent figure of a small girl appeared by Oregon's head. Her eyes remained closed as her small hands gripped the rim of her long, frilly dress.

"I'm guessing that's it." York's voice showed excitement.

"Wah?" The girl opened her eyes and looked up at the man, who was probably 100 times her size... actually not quite. More like 73.5729, according to Kappa's calculations, "Eek!" She yelped and hid behind Oregon's head.

"Uh?" York backed away, "Sorry?"

"Well, Kappa, right?" Oregon moved out of the way of the holographic projection, "York and North here aren't going to hurt you. They're our friends."

"I-I've never... had any friends." The little wisp whimpered as she slowly continued to hide behind her host's head.

"Well, we're here for you." North smiled.

The child hovered slightly to the side and faced the purple spartan, "R-really?"

"Yeah." York piped, "And once we all get our own AI, you'll have even more to talk to."

"Promise?" Her eyes lit up.

"You see?" Oregon laughed, "We're all friends here."

"What is this?" York held up a CD case that had been handed to him by Oregon.

"Nightmare before Christmas." Oregon sighed, placing a hand on his hip.

"I know that." He huffed, "Why do you want to watch this? It's halloween, man! We always watch horror movies!"

"If you remember, York," North intervened, "Oregon's AI is practically a child. We should be considerate."

"Oregon has an AI?" Agent Florida asked, all cheery, "Does that mean the process is a go?"

"I think they're just testing on me to make sure it works properly." Oregon brought his arm parallel to his torso, "I don't think it's quite a go yet. I only got her a few days ago."

"Can I see it?" The blue soldier pleaded, "Please?"

"I don't know." The man in green turned his head to the right, "She gets a little shy..." He turned his head again to face the couch, where almost everyone else had been seating, "And no offense, but I think Maine might scare her."

"None taken." The white soldier huffed, keeping his words short.

"Really?" Wash laughed, "I'm sure she'd like to be a bit more social."

"She says that the idea of humans being able to die haunts her a bit," Oregon laughed awkwardly, "but you may be right... Kappa?"

"You called?" She appeared, hiding behind his head.

"How adorable." Florida gushed.

"I'm not adorable." The child pouted and grew red, "I could have you killed in an instant." The room went silent.

"I swear this has never happened before." Oregon poked the child as she reverted to her original form.

"My apologies." She ducked her head and brought her hands to her mouth.

"How old is she?" Florida let a faint smile come across his lips.

"Three years older than Agent Carolina," The little AI started talking, "and twenty five years younger than the Director... Wait a minute, how did I know that?"

"How did you know that?" Oregon joked with his AI partner.

"Do not patronize me, Agent Oregon." She sat down in a criss cross fashion.

"Can we please just watch a movie?" Wash smiled meekly.

"Oregon?" York had approached his colleague.

"Yeah, York?" The green soldier faced his friend.

"Could you probably explain how to cope with an AI?"

"Oh? Are you getting an implant soon?"

"Actually, I already got one." A green figure appeared next to York's head, "Um... This is Delta. Delta, this is Oregon."

"Hello, Agent Oregon." Delta replied in an almost monotonic tone.

"Hello." Oregon waved his hand at the holographic projection, "And as to the matter of coping, York, I had a few headaches in the beginning. The main problem is getting used to having another voice in your head."

"Yeah, it's a bit of a problem." York laughed a little, "Just seems a little strange."

"Actually, I still have these dreams from mine."

"What kind of dreams?"

"Well," He sighed, trying to remember, "they're mostly in third person of a girl, a man, and a woman. The girl is still a child, but she's lying on a hospital bed. The woman is kneeling next to her, holding the kid's hand, and the man is standing next to the woman, trying to comfort her. I could only see the child's face as she ends up dying. The woman's voice indicates devastation, and I feel a sudden want to help, but my transparent body can't help her."

"Sounds like some fucked up dream." The soldier laughed, "How often have you been having those?"

"Ever since I got the AI."

"Wow. And you still have those?" He watched his friend nod, "It's been about a month since you got the implant, though."

"Perhaps it is because you have a smart AI instead of a fragment." Delta spoke up.

"Pardon?" Oregon was surprised that there was a concept he was unfamiliar with.

"A smart AI is a complete AI, where as a fragment is different." The hologram explained

"Well, Delta, how is a fragment different?"

"I am not quite sure myself."

"Alpha is a smart AI, too." The Kappa AI made her appearance, "H-hi, Delta. It's a pleasure to meet you." She extended her hand.

"Protocol states that AIs are not allowed to interact directly with each other." Delta said, deadpanned.

"Protocol only applies with fragments and the Alpha AI... Also conversations between me and the Alpha are prohibited." She kept her hand extended, "Mostly so that, when more fragments such as yourself are created, they... I'm sorry. I'm not allowed to talk about that file."

"I see." Delta disappeared.

"..."

"Hey, Kappa, you alright?" Oregon asked his little AI partner.

"Mr. York, does Delta not like me?" The girl looked up to face the adult in front of her.

"I'm sure the relationship between the two of you isn't that bad." York laughed.

"Yeah." The green armored soldier chuckled, "C'mon. Let's watch a movie and cheer you up."

"O-okay." She whimpered and destroyed her visible state.

"Now seems like the perfect time for a lunch break." Oregon laughed as he bit into a ham and cheese sandwich.

"So, how's training been going?" York asked everyone around the table.

"Going good." Wash winced.

"Wash here somehow managed to get a grappling hook stuck in his crotch while training in hand to hand combat." The green soldier continued to laugh.

"S-shut up about that!" The grey soldier felt his face go red from embarrassment.

"How does that even happen?" North stifled a laugh, trying to spare Wash's feelings.

"It ricocheted off the wall." The Kappa AI appeared, still hiding behind her host's head, but seemed a bit more used to the men.

"The real question should be how you're still standing." York couldn't hold back his own laughter.

"The doctors here are really good." Oregon swallowed his food, "They filled him up with pain relievers and he's up and crawling."

"Isn't the phrase, 'up and running?'" The Kappa AI questioned her human partner.

"Not in his case." He laughed once again.

"It still hurts to move," Wash spoke up, "but at least I can."

"... North?" The little AI asked the man in purple armor.

"Yes?" The adult responded.

"May I please speak to Theta?" She pleaded.

Oregon choked on a morsel of food, "North? Did you get your implant?"

"Yeah, Agent Oregon." Kappa cheered, "Agent Maine got an implant too... although," She ducked her head down, "I don't really like Sigma. He scares me, but he seems to be the only fragment that ever wants to talk to me."

"How could you not like Sigma?" North questioned the child-like AI, "Don't you guys refer to each other as brothers and sisters?"

"I share no familial bonds with Sigma, Theta, Delta, and any other of the fragments to come." She continued to keep her gaze to the floor, "M-may I please speak to Theta?" She repeated her original question.

"Sorry, kid, but AI's aren't to directly talk to each other. We had an issue the last time Delta and Theta spoke."

"But protocol only applies to the fragmented AIs." She pouted, keeping up her childish act, until something appeared in her head due to the neural link between her and Oregon, "Agent Oregon! Please stop! That's gross!" She held her head with her hands and ground her wrists into her temples, hoping it would ease the trauma.

"W-wah?! Get the fuck out of my head if you don't want to hear my thoughts!" The green soldier argued, drawing attention.

"What are ya thinking about there, Oregon?" York held a wry grin across his face.

"N-n-nothing!" He defended, fairly poorly.

"Kappa?" York decided to attack him another way, "What was Oregon thinking of?"

"I will not rat out a colleague of mine." She held a confident position.

"Override."

She forced herself to fight the command, but she couldn't help it. She was under duress, "Agent Washington." She grit through her teeth.

"What the fuck?!" Oregon and Wash had said in utter synchronization.

"S-sorry. I'll be on my merry way now." She started to dissipate.

"Next time, I'm thinking about digging your grave!" Oregon yelled in frustration.

"Try me! The kid I'm based off of is already dead from worse than you could think of!" She yelled back, almost teary eyed, and vanished in a small flash of baby blue light.

"Dude, not cool." Wash laughed, as if nothing had changed.

"I would like to get rid of my Artificial Intelligence." Oregon approached the Director.

"And why is that?" The older man looked down at the soldier.

"She has been more trouble than she's worth, and I don't feel safe around her. If anything, I'm endangered. What I'm afraid of is ending up like Wash. His AI is causing him to spout nonsense and I fear that it's just a matter of time before I end up a similar fate."

"And this is your final decision?" The Director asked the younger man, as if expecting him to reconsider.

The green soldier listened for the faintest evidence that the little AI was awake. If she knew what was going on, she'd probably throw a little fit in the back of his head, "Yes. I do not wish to reconsider."

"Very well." Oregon was then sent into surgery almost immediately.

"Wah?" The little AI had woken up as Oregon was being spun around to lie on his stomach, revealing the chip that rest on the back of his neck, "Good morning." The girl laughed, completely oblivious of the situation. Then, the wiring noise of the tools went off, "Wait a minute... what's going on?"

"I'm sorry, Kappa." The man muttered under his breath.

"I should've known." She giggled to mask the sadness in her voice, "All you Shisnos are the same."

"I'm sorry." He repeated. His tone was not as apologetic as the first time.

"Just don't say goodbye. I'm too scared to take on another goodbye." Her hands shook, but she was unable to tell. It seemed more like they were fading.

"Then, I'll just see you next time."

"That's what the girl I was based on told her mother, and now they're both dead." Those were her last words to the man before she was ripped out of his neural channel. It took him quite a while to process the information, but he cried with every second of thought he put into it. It was only mere seconds of silence later when Agent Washington's screams could be heard.

"Heh?" The Kappa AI smiled as she jumped around in the body she had before she was transplanted into Oregon, "Epsilon committed suicide? That's very, hehehee, unfortunate."

"There's no need to try to mask the pain in laughter, Rebekah." The Counselor spoke down to her. She had forgotten what it was like to not be called 'Kappa.' The name 'Rebekah' had now felt foreign to her.

"My apologies, Counselor." She muttered in an audible tone, "I will try to cope with my emotions in some other way." Her gaze drifted off to the doorway out of the room, "May I please roam the halls, or would you like for me to head straight for my quarters?"

"Are you not afraid of being noticed by anyone?" He spoke in a strange manner than his usual calming tone.

"I do not care anymore." She sighed, turning towards the door, "May I?"

"Go right ahead."

She indeed walked through the halls. At least those that Oregon would wander through on a regular basis. The familiar scenery kept bringing a light throb to her head as she walked down there in her purple tank top and dark grey shorts.

"It has been a while since I last had a physical body, huh?" The little girl sighed, "It just takes some getting used to." She raised her hand and placed it lightly on the wall. She wasn't able to feel the textures of the wall herself, but Oregon had done similar often enough that it almost became a habit. The wall appeared smooth, but she'd accidentally run her fingers over a few flaws and split open the silicon layer of her vessel. Clank! The sound of crashing into metal reached her ear as she turned her head to face a wall of armor.

"This is going to be a running thing for you, isn't it?" The man in front of her laughed. It was Agent Oregon, "It's been, what, about a year since I last saw you. How have you been?"

"Y-you don't recognize me?" She felt tears well up in her eyes, but fought them off.

"I just said that I did." He laughed, "I tried to protect you from that guard guy."

"..." She slowly turned her head to face the wall once again, "That's not what I meant." Suddenly, it hit her. She was the Director's daughter. She had quick access to personal files. She could ask him why he did what he did, "I heard that you got an AI shortly after we last met." She smiled in order to stave the pain. Lies flooded her head so that she could be able to fight the truth.

"Yes, I did." He looked towards the ground, as if expecting the child AI to yell at him from the back of his head.

Play dumb, the kid thought to herself, "May I please see it?" She made her eyes wide with 'excitement' and held her hands as if she were begging.

"I'm sorry. I can't" His face sunk, showing hints of regret and shame.

"Why not?" She questioned the man, still trying to keep up the childish act.

"... Unfortunately, I gave her up." His voice choked up slightly, to the point where only the little AI noticed. She now felt regret. That process could have been emotionally painless, but she had to make it worse. Why was she assigned to such a guy that she could break with but a few words... or more like sentences, "I thought that it would be better for us to separate our paths. She embarrassed me, she put my life in danger, she even gave me a few strange dreams whenever I'd go to bed, but what I wouldn't give to actually have her back." His voice began to crack just a little more, "She was a nuisance every once in a while, but she was a friend... no. That's not the right word. She was a part of me that I was too selfish to notice, and I treated her like a tumor."

The little AI cried as if she were a child... well, technically she was, but she never really cried for as long as she'd been able to be visualized as a holographic projection, "I-I guess you were right." She smiled weakly as she turned her head to face the soldier she held as an extension of herself.

"I-I'm sorry!" He was shocked to see the crying girl in front of him, "I didn't mean to make you cr-" He was cut off by a tight embrace.

"I-I'm *hic* I'm s-so sorry." She bawled her eyes out, "I s-s-shouldn't have l-left you with what I s-said." She loosened her grip, "T-thank you for not saying goodbye."

"Kappa?" He was shocked. Now that he had a better look at the girl, she did look like the Kappa AI he had spent a little over a year with... only problem was that he couldn't figure out how he didn't recognize the child both when he was implanted with her and when they met now, "Hey. AI's aren't supposed to cry." His voice calmed the small child.

"You've forgotten that I'm considered as 'Metastable,' have you." She responded without a questioning tone.

"Don't make me take back what I just said about you." He laughed.

"Knowing you, you won't." She laughed with him.

"Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" F.I.L.I.S.S. went off, "Security breach. Level zero."

"Oh no." The AI mumbled, "May I please borrow one of your pistols?"

"I'm not giving you a gun." He laughed.

"Relax." She grabbed the weapon off of him anyways, "Unlike most AI's like the Alpha, I was actually programed to use weaponry." She pulled back the slide so that a round could enter the barrel, moved the hammer back with her thumb, then made sure the safety was still on, "They found it necessary that I would be able to fend myself in the event of danger."

"You have fun there." He laughed, "Try not to die."

"Please." She said in a sarcastic tone, "Do you even know what AI abbreviates?" She laughed for a few seconds then ran off to level zero of the ship.

"There's a point where it tips. There's a point where it breaks. There's a point where it bends, and a point we just can't take anymore. There's a line that we'll cross, and there's no return. There's a time and a place. No bridges left to burn anymore." Kappa started singing on her was down to level zero, "We can't just wait with lives at stake until they think we're ready. Our enemies are gathering; the storm is growing deadly. Now its time to say goodbye to the things we loved, and the innocence of youth. How the time seemed to-" The ship started to rumble, "Now who could be shooting at us, now?" She laughed as she approached a huge room where North and South had been fighting.

"Kappa?" Theta flickered on.

"Heh?" Her grin grew wide, "Funny how you're the one to notice me."

"You're not Kappa... You're too scary to be Kappa." He cowered as the twins continued to fight.

"That's just the weapons protocol talking, sweetie." I pointed my pistol at South's shoulder, while she still hadn't noticed me, "I was programmed to act a little... insane when this protocol is activated. They want to keep casualties to a minimum; what with me being created illegally."

"Don't kill them." He whimpered.

"Ehhhee~ My goal is to pacify them," She shot the gun, lodging a round into the older woman's shoulder.

"GOD DAMMIT, NORTH!"

"but sometimes there isn't any other option." She watched the younger AI intentively, "So, who's the perpetrator of the alarm?"

"Agent Texas, but North told me she's on the good side."

"Based on the files I've read on the Director's crimes, you would say that she was on the good side," She giggled a bit, "but Daddy's orders are his own. Besides, we're merely two sides fighting for a different reason." She took a minute to actually process information that was just given to her, "Wait a minute, you said Agent Texas broke into here?"

"Yeah?" The little pink and purple AI was confused for a minute.

She dropped the pistol down at her side, almost as if not wanting it anymore, "You sure it's Agent Texas? OUR Agent Texas?"

"Are you alright?"

"Define the term 'alright.' I am mostly functional, if that is what you mean." The gravity suddenly turned off, and everything began to float.

"Never mind." He vanished.

She moved alone the walls, hoping to avoid any possible damage from both Dakotas, and had made her way to a room with a tank floating upside down. It was easy to tell that Tex had been there. She continued her search for Agent Texas. It was just after the ship crashed that she had found whom she was looking for. The woman in black armor had been just standing in front of what kind of appeared like a control panel. Kappa turned off her weapons protocol in order to be able to approach the agent without seeming threatening.

"Agent Texas?" The younger AI asked the woman, but she didn't respond. Kappa had walked up to the panel where in big font read 'Alpha,'"I guess this is the day that Beta and Alpha reunite." She laughed to herself. She propped herself against the opposite side and closed her eyes. She put a focal point onto the panel and entered the dream like trance.

"I'm just, um... tired. I'm really tired. My name is, uh... it's, uh." The Alpha AI spoke. The little AI hid from the other two, but continued to listen to the conversation.

"Your name is Alpha. You're Church." Agent Texas spoke in such a sympathetic tone.

"Church. That's me. And you are...?"

That's right, thought the Kappa AI, Epsilon was the one to harvest his memories, huh? It makes sense that he wouldn't remember those around him.

"Let's just say we used to be together." The woman seemed a little sad to be forgotten by the Alpha.

"Oh. Um, okay."

"I need you to come with me."

"Oh, I don't think I can, but thanks. I think I'm just gonna stay here, you know, and rest."

"You don't want to leave?"

"Ah, I just... I don't think I can."

"Okay. Maybe you just rest then."

"Yeah, buh, what was your na-what was your name? Your name again?"

"It's Texas."

"Texas? Like the state?"

"Yeah."

"Heh. Pretty funny name for a girl."

"Hyeah, well, Church is a funny name for a guy."

"Yeah. I guess you're right."

"You gave me this name, you know."

"I wonder why I did that."

"Well, maybe if you think about it, it'll come to you."

"Yeah. Hey, uh, I'm gonna rest now. But thanks for coming by."

"Okay. You rest. Church?"

"Yeah?"

"Goodbye."

"Huh. I don't know why, but... I hate goodbyes."

"Oh. Me too."

"Okay. See ya, crazy state name lady." Agent Texas left the room as the Alpha began to pace. The Kappa AI felt her own 'heart' wrench in agony.

"Hey, Alph- I mean Church?" She poked her head out of her little hiding place.

"Hey, um... uh." He held a confused look as she began to tear up. In her memories, Leonard L. Church had always been a man of intelligence. He was an asshole about it, but he rarely ever looked confused.

"I-it's Rebekah." She barely managed to keep her composure.

"Y-yeah. Um... That actually seems somewhat familiar."

"I'm sure it is." She croaked, still trying to hold back tears, "C-can you please remember some coordinates for me, because I don't want to have to tell you this myself."

"I think I could do that." He looked up at the child, who was nearly about to break down.

"It's at a planet called Chorus, which is located on the far edge of colonized space. X:347, Y:-482, Z:6." Her fists shook, almost regretting what she said, for she had given the poor man the coordinates for the grave of the original Rebekah Jay Church.

"Why do you want me to remember that?" He questioned the child, whom had let a few tears fall down her face.

"Because it's important for you to visit that place as often as possible." She bit her bottom lip, "My own father didn't visit that place, so I want you to please make up for his mistakes."

"Alright. I'll be sure to pop by there, someday."

She began to walk towards the exit way, "I come from a family that hates goodbyes," She muttered, but remained loud enough to be heard, "so I'll just leave you with an 'I'll see you some day again.'" She smiled as she started to leave.

"Alright. I-I'll see you then." He waved as she finally disappeared, and once again, Alpha, Beta, and Kappa were alone in the world. The Kappa AI rarely ever cries real tears, but that day had become an exception.

Alrighty! I'm going to stop right there for now, but don't worry! I'll make a part two if I ever get the time! Have a fantastic time!