A/N: I can't believe I'm writing ANOTHER chapter so SOON! XD Yeah, I'm about as good at updating regularly as I am at dancing... And when I dance I look like a hippo on crack. Lol, just so everybody knows! :)

Warning: There is still swearing. It hasn't gone away, lol.

Disclaimer: If I owned Death Note, every character would be constantly hyper (especially Matsuda, cos he's just awesome like that) but I imagine it would be SUBSTANTIALLY less popular hence the fact I don't own it, indeed making it SUBSTANTIALLY more popular than it would be had I owned it, which I don't. Enjoy!

Wammy's Bush Whacking Whacker!

Matt

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

I inwardly sighed, knocking the alarm clock off the bedside table, hoping that it would turn off. No such luck. It kept ringing, forcing me to actually get out of bed. I groaned as Mello stirred and woke up, looking pissed that I hadn't turned the alarm clock off yet, so I reluctantly got out of bed and flicked the switch on the back, making it cease its horrible beeping. Yawning, I went to my side of the room and grabbed my usual attire of a striped shirt, jeans, my woolly vest, gloves, boots and the ever-present goggles before heading off to the bathrooms to brush my teeth. Mello was always a bit... Slower to get out of bed. He also wasn't a morning person, like I was. Then again, I was only a morning person because if I didn't turn the alarm off within 15 or so seconds each morning, I'd get a firm whack to the head. By a certain sleepy blond.

Walking into the bathrooms, I only saw a few other people, and most looked tired and were still in their pyjamas. It took me a minute or two to brush my teeth, and after that I went to grab my gameboy and play for a bit. That was another reason I wake up at 6am. I get to play games until 7, while Mello stumbled around and finally woke up. Did I mention he wasn't a morning person?

An hour flew by, and I remembered that I had promised to wake Thrive up, so I headed to the room next door. Knock knock knock. No answer. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! Still no answer. I decided she would still be asleep and it would be okay if I went in. I opened the door, and sure enough, she was passed out under the covers, a tuft of blue hair poking out from under the sheets. She probably didn't sleep too easily, seeing as she was practically hanging sideways off the bed. It was rather amusing to watch, but I imagine all the blood would have gone to her head. Still, it was 7, I had to wake her. I didn't exactly know how to go about it, though. How are you supposed to wake a girl? A tomboy sure, but a girl? I have barely done anything with a girl. Aside from tease them. But really, who can resist teasing the girls who only care about makeup? Well, Mello and I can't, anyway. I decided to go with what I knew best. Poking people in the forehead.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Groan.

Yay! She's alive! I thought. I saw her head poke out from under the sheets, still hanging sideways on the bed, before two inquisitive brown eyes looked me in the face. "Argh!" She exclaimed, before falling out of bed, and straight on her face on the floor, her lower body still in the bed.

Fern/Thrive

"Argh!" I yelped, sliding out of bed and planting my face in the carpet of the floor. Ow. Pain. I heard Matt chuckling, and it was then that I remembered. "Jeeze, you really have crashed hey? And yeah, I'll give you a tour in the morning then. If you don't wake up by 7am I'm coming in and waking you." He said that last night. After I crashed, so it would make sense that I forgot. I sighed into the carpet, before just laying there, still too sleepy to do anything much, my face hurting slightly. Matt poked me again, in the back of the head this time, and I made a noise that sounded most like 'Nyaaaaaah' and took a sluggish swipe at his knee with my arm. He took a step back and avoided it easily.

"Thrive, you have to wake up eventually, you know that, right?" He said.

"Nyuurg. Can't be bothered. Needs more sleepy sleep." He chuckled. I say strange things when I'm sleepy. So what?

"You can sleepy sleep later, come on, breakfast is in an hour." My imaginary cat ears pricked up.

"Breakfast?" I tried lifting my head up, but it upset the balance, and I found myself yelping in surprise again as the rest of my tumbled out of bed. Matt was snickering, trying to avoid full blown laughter, as I scowled at him, rubbing my sore head.

"Hey, are your eyes naturally brown?" He asked. Uh oh. I forgot about the whole 'contact lenses' thing.

"Uhhhhh, no, these are contacts."

"And you wear contact lenses while you sleep why?" He asked sceptically.

"Ok, fine, my eyes are brown!" I picked myself up, standing hunched over, and yawning every few seconds (or so it seemed). I am not a morning person. He smiled, green eyes twinkling behind orange goggles. "You can go now, I can't stay in my pyjamas all day, right?" He nodded, and left me to my own devices. I put on a black tank top that hugged my figure (not that I had much of one), and black leggings that reached halfway past my knees. I put on a pair of fingerless gloves (I call 'em hobo gloves!) and my sporting sneakers, plain white ones (with an otherwise black outfit. Yeah, I know, good look huh). I put in a pair of bright purple contact lenses to top off my outfit. Shaking off the sleep, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Normally, I would wear a loose T-shirt and my awesomely awesome black and silver sneakers, but the first hour of my day was always devoted to exercise.

Once I had finished brushing my teeth, I knocked on Matt and Mello's door to see if I could leave the grounds for a jog. Mello answered it, fully dressed in leather as always, but looking a bit sleepy and honestly? Pissed. "What do you want?" He asked bluntly, pausing at the end of the sentence to yawn. I held back a yawn as well (why must they be so contagious?) and put on a friendly smile.

"I was wondering if we were allowed to leave the grounds for jogs or anything." I asked.

"No, the old man makes us stay here unless we are going with an adult, but he wouldn't be up to running anywhere in a million years." He replied. "If it'll get you to leave me alone, I can get Matt to show you the gym room upstairs." I grinned, nodding. He called to Matt, who came out of the room with his eyes glued to a flashing DS screen.

"I'll show you to the gym room or give you the tour now, which one?" He asked.

"I dunno. Gym room I guess. Do we have any time after breakfast for the tour?" I asked.

He chuckled. "It's a Saturday, we have the whole day to do a tour. You work out in the mornings?"

"Yeah, how else did you think I'd be able to eat all those gummy bears?" I asked in good humour. He grinned, getting my point.

"Alright. See ya Mels, be back in a few!" He called into the room, shutting the door. "It's just around this corner here, these are all the recreation rooms, they have labels, don't worry. So, that is the gym room there, then there is the Music room, the Art room, the Toy room – Near's favourite place to be – and at the end of the hall you have the gigantic Library. Seriously, check out the library, it's so cool." He showed me the rooms and I thanked him. He must have noticed my eyes light up when he said 'Music room' though, because he walked over to it and opened the door. I peered inside, beholding the greatest drum set I have ever seen. I ran in, looking at the kit excitedly.

"Oh, I am SO playing this later. Are there any other kids that like music?" Matt grinned at my reaction to the drum set, and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll introduce you later. Anyway, I gotta head back, I have some homework that has been sitting neglected for far too long. Have fun 'exercising'," he said, walking off. I take it he didn't exercise much. I waved him off and went to the gym room, eager to see what was in there. There was a tread mill, a cross trainer, an exercise bike, a weight set, a mini trampoline, and one of those weird shaking things that you stand on. As well as various other things. I smiled as I made my way to the cross trainer. Time for a good half hour of running. I thought to myself. After half an hour of jogging, I did some weights for my arms, nothing too big, just enough so my upper body wasn't a ragdoll, then I did sit ups and push ups. It was tiring, but I felt refreshed for the rest of the day afterwards.

50 minutes later, and I was just working on my stretches, when I finished up and headed to my room to grab some clothing and have a shower to wash the sweat off of me before breakfast. My muscles were still warm from, well, being used. I went to the bathroom to have a quick shower, and by the time I had showered, dressed, and dropped my work out clothes back off at my room, it was 8am, and people were heading down for breakfast.

Mello

I left Matt and I's room to see Thrive walking out of hers. She turned around as she closed the door and spotted me. I inwardly sighed in annoyance. She had better not go hyper again. Expecting some random hyperactive crap to come out of her mouth, she surprised me instead.

"Mornin' Mello! Sorry about trying to drown you and Matt last night. Let's just say that chocolate for me is like large amounts of alcohol. Only fast..." She chuckled sheepishly.

"Yeah, yeah, morning. Let's just go get breakfast." She laughed.

"You're not a morning person either, huh?" She asked. I glared at her, before shaking my head. "Understandable, you don't strike me as the morning type.

"Why are you even at Wammys? Do you have any... Gifts or any of that shit?" I asked her.

"Well, for one, the previous orphanage I was staying at was crappier than a bucket made of crap that's full of crap. That and I was picked by Watari, I guess. Gifts, I guess I'm good at drumming, drumming, moving silently (like a ninja!) and hand to hand combat. As well as logical thinking and general knowledge... And being awesomely awesome." She added the last part with a slight chuckle, indicating she was joking.

"What type of hand to hand combat?" I asked her, curious as soon as it came to fighting. Old habits never change.

"Self taught. Like I said, the orphanage that was crappier than a bucket made of crap that's full of crap had a lot of bullies residing in it. I spent my spare time in the mornings waking up early and teaching myself self-defence. Of course now you won't get me willingly waking up early if it kills me, but it was helpful back then." She said with a smile. I realised how talkative she was, but chuckled ever so silently when she described her old orphanage.

"You'll have to show me later. I can't resist a good fight, even if it is with a girl, though I have never fought one before." I said back to her. I was even more curious when she said she was self taught, so I wondered what she meant by it.

"First time for everything." She said, smiling mischievously. I noticed her eyes were purple now. She was wearing a dark grey floppy T-shirt that had lightning bolts printed in black with long cargo pants that had an almost digital-looking pattern on them that was dark blue and black. She was wearing the black and silver boots again. We walked onwards, not really saying anything until we met Matt at our table in the dining room. I got up to get some Milo cereal (what were you thinking I'd get, Froot Loops?) with chocolate milk instead of plain milk. Then I grabbed a glass of orange juice. Orange and chocolate go well together, after all. I sat back down as Thrive began eating her cornflakes a lot slower than last night. After the cornflakes, she went back for toast. 4 slices of toast. Then fruit salad. And then she had a glass of orange juice. By this point, Matt and I were just chatting about school and the moronic teachers while half staring at her in awe of how much she was eating. Finally, one of us decided to ask her.

"How in Donkey Kong's butt are you eating that much?" Guess who asked. Yeah. It's Matt.

She looked up and laughed. "Ok, for one, I am most certainly NOT in Donkey Kong's butt, and second, I just get really hungry after a workout. That and I have yet to grow taller! Haha! I will be the tallest person to ever... Be tall!" She finished lamely. I stared at her with one eyebrow up. She was already taller than Matt and I. I voiced this aloud. "Yeah, but you see, you guys will suddenly shoot up and I'll be a shortie again, so I'm aiming to grow taller." She replied. She didn't even seem to think of any other part of her getting bigger except for her height. Ignorant. I sighed.

"Why do you even care about being tall? You're a girl, you're meant to be short!" I said rudely.

"Well, yeah, but tallness is cool and intimidating and cool."

"Why do you think you could ever be intimidating? You're about the least intimidating person on the planet."

"Oh, are you sure? You haven't seen me fight yet. And besides, even if I'm not intimidating, I'm still double cool."

I stretched my arms, feeling my elbow crack into place, and looking around, I saw half the room staring anxiously at Thrive.

"You do know you're getting stared at right?" I asked her.

"Oh yeah, It's fine." She said. "IT'S OK, I ONLY GO HYPER WITH CHOCOLATE!" She yelled, suddenly. Everyone looked at their tables awkwardly. "OH YEAH, SORRY NEAR! DIDN'T MEAN TO CALL YA A SHEEPY SHEEP!" she called across the room to a hunched over white figure. I felt the anger build up at the mention of his name, and forced myself to take a few deep breaths and calm down before she noticed. No such luck.

"Hey Mello, I'd say by your face right now, you either hate his guts or your PMSsing. And seeing as we already cleared up the whole 'Mello is actually a boy' thing, I'd say you hate his guts. Am I right?" Glaring at her for suggesting I was a girl again, I nodded.

"I hate that fucking albino bastard! He always beats me at everything! No matter how hard I try!" I ranted softly, so that it wouldn't draw suspicion. Matt, Forge, Tech and Gadget all simultaneously said "Here he goes again..."

"I should be the next in line to succeed L! But no! It has to be that little sheep!"

"Ohhhhh, L, the famous detective-y dude!" She said.

"Yes, L the world famous legendary detective that I would give up my very life for! We are all here to be his successors! Near is first in line, I am second and Matt is third."

"I wonder what I am...? Hey wait, does that mean you think Near is a sheep?" She asked.

"Yes, I think he's a fucking sheep!" I snapped.

She grinned slyly. "HEY NEAR! SORRY, MELLO CLARIFIED FOR ME! HE SAYS YOU ACTUALLY ARE A SHEEP! JUST SO YOU KNOW!" She screamed across the room. Matt burst out laughing next to me, as I stared at her with a confused face.

"Ahaha! That was gold! You really don't care what people think of you, do you?" Matt sputtered out.

"Heh heh, I care about as much as I do looking like a girl. Sooo, not much, if it wasn't hard to guess already." She said with a grin.

A few minutes later, breakfast ended, and Matt and Thrive left on their tour of the house. In a lighter mood, I decided to go with them (once I had stuffed my pockets full of chocolate of course).

Matt

It was time for the 'tour' that I was supposed to be giving Thrive, and to my surprise, Mello decided to come too. We had to take a stop for him to re-stock on chocolate first, though. When he did, I walked around Wammys, showing Thrive every single room I could think of, with the help of Mello. Honestly, when I first met Thrive, I was indifferent as to whether we were friends or not, but in only the second day of knowing me, she's grown on me, and I'm sure she's grown on Mello, too. He usually can't tolerate new friends, but it looks like Thrive will be a good change for him.

We had been around most of Wammys, the only place we hadn't been was the dorms, and that was only introducing people, and we hadn't been to the library. We decided to formally introduce her to a few people before we went to the library. First door was Linda's. I walked ahead of Mello and knocked on the door. Linda opened it, covered in paint.

"Oh hi! Come on in! Come on in! You must be Thrive? I saw you last night! That was hilarious! Dragging these two to the swimming pool by yourself!" She said, shaking Thrive's hand. Thrive looked at me with a face that said 'And you call me hyper?' being pulled into the room, Mello and I reluctantly following.

"G-day, I'm Thrive, nice to meet ya." Thrive said in response to Linda.

"Oh wow! You really are Australian! You even said G-day! That's so cool!" Linda cried. "And I love your hair! And your contact lenses! And your outfit! I MUST DRAW YOU!" She said excitedly.

Okaaaay, maybe we shouldn't have come here... I thought, as Mello and I began to back out of Linda's room. You could see the fire burning in her eyes as she grabbed our wrists and dragged us back into the room, sitting us on her bed, along with Thrive, sitting awkwardly in the middle.

"Okay! Thrive! You guys are obviously friends with her! Sooo, poses!" She said, as she lifted both of Thrives arms to rest on Mello and mine's shoulders. Then she made a grinning face, indicating Thrive to do the same. She did, pulling it off quite naturally. I looked down at my game, and continued playing. Mello was looking like a cat that had been poked too many times, glaring at Linda. She pulled a canvas out and put it in front of us, and then she brought her paint palette and brushes over, sitting them on a small wheelie table next to her.

It was over an hour before she finished, and Mello's patience would have run out, were it not for the fact that he had brought a large stack of chocolate with him. Thrive immediately stopped grinning and stretched her arms out when we were done, and I simply kept playing, being the one who was most entertained the whole time. Thrive pulled out a packet of gummy bears from her cargo pants pocket and opened it greedily.

"Aaaaaalright! Have a look everybody!" Linda turned the wet canvas around to reveal a perfect painting of Thrive, Mello and I. Thrive was painted with a big grin, her arms around our shoulders, Mello was angrily eating a bar of chocolate, biting into it, and I was staring down at the DS in my lap. We were painted with the sun streaming in the window behind us, giving the whole painting a warmer feeling, and upon closer inspection, I realised that Thrive's eyes were painted rainbow, each 'segment' of her iris a different colour, twinkling mischievously. It was one of Linda's better works. Glancing over at Thrive, I saw she was staring open mouthed at said painting.

"Wow... THAT'S FRICKIN AWESOME, LINDA!" She said, punching the air. Linda giggled.

"Did Mello accidentally sneak you some chocolate or something? Or are you always this hyper?" She asked.

"She's always this hyper. At least as long as we've known her, which hasn't been long, in hindsight." I mused.

Thrive grinned. "Yep, you bet I'm always this hyper! Owwwwww, smiling hurts now..." She fondled her jaw, moving it around to release the tension.

"Well, once this dries I'll put it up in the hallway then!" Linda exclaimed happily. Mello glared at her. Again. "Oh lighten up Mello, you have to admit it'd look good in the halls." The art enthusiast scolded.

"I don't like art nor am I good at it. It's too... feminine." Mello spat the last word out, probably still touchy from constantly being mistaken as some kind of macho chick. I chuckled at the thought of a macho chick Linda, furiously painting people like that dude in Kirby... I loved that boss, it was the coolest Kirby boss. Well, second to King Dedede. King Dedede pwned that painter dude. Getting back on track though...

Once we finally escaped from Linda's evil grasp, we quickly introduced Thrive to a bunch of other people. Then we were planning on going to the library. But Thrive heard music coming from the Music room (funny, music coming from the Music room. Has to be a coincidence) and had to stop and investigate. Inside there were 4 people. 3 boys and one girl. All about 14 (our age).

"Oh yeah, Thrive, this is Melody." I gestured to the girl, who had stopped singing to look at who had just come in the door. "Then there is Rhythm, Tune, and Life." I gestured to the three boys. Rhythm was playing piano, Tune was playing bass guitar, and Life was playing electric guitar. They had all formed a band, but as it so coincidently happened, they were missing a drummer.

"G-day! I'm Thrive! I'm sure you already know me after my stunt last night though..." They chuckled a bit, Melody walking up to shake her hand.

"So Thrive," Melody began, "Do you sing at all?"

"I can sing beautifully! It sounds like a cat gargling razorblades!(1)" Thrive replied enthusiastically. Everyone in the room chuckled.

"Well, do you play any instruments?" Melody asked.

"I. Love. The. Drums!" Thrive exclaimed. Ohh, will we get to hear her drumming now? I thought.

"How good at playing them are you?" Life asked.

"Have any of you heard Pendulum's songs before? Even one?" Thrive asked.

"I have! How awesome are they?" Tune piped up.

"THEY ARE AMAZING! And yeah, I can drum to every one of their songs by heart." Thrive replied.

"Hey Thrive, who are Pendulum?" Mello asked.

Why do I have a horrible feeling she's about to go all Linda on us...?

"PENDULUM IS THE GREATEST BAND TO CURRENTLY EXSIST ON THIS PLANET! They originated in Perth, Australia, where they slowly but surely became popular, producing 4 albums so far, Jungle Sound, Hold Your Colour, In Silico and Immersion in that order, from there they became immensely popular in the UK (Oh wait, we are in the UK, whoops) and last year they went on tour back in Australia to see their home town again and I GOT TO GO SEE THEM IN SYDNEY AND I HAVE A T-SHIRT! And just recently they toured America. However, they have yet to be widely acknowledged as they rightfully should be, while in their deserved place in the spotlight shitty noise producing bags of shit like the Black Eyed POOS and Lady POOPOO instead reside, and the entire world is too deluded to recognise Pendulum as the one true awesome. Oh yeah, did I mention that they are a drum and bass band and they are AMAZING?(2)" Thrive rambled, sucking in a huge breath of air when she was finished.

"Fuckin hell, I asked who they were, not their life story! Sheesh!" Mello said, shaking his head at her enthusiasm.

Tune started clapping. "All that in one breath! I commend you!" He said, chuckling slightly. Thrive had to stop for a couple of seconds to catch her breath, her face red from running on her last ounce of air to teach Mello about Pendulum. Yep. She just did a Linda.

"Thanks, what songs have you heard? Have you heard Crush? Cos I can play the drums for that now if you like." Thrive offered.

Tune grinned. "I love that song! I have my MP3 player with me if you don't mind playing it with the drums already recorded." Thrive grinned.

"Not at all." She said, practically skipping over to the drum kit and sitting down on the stool. The song started blaring through the speakers as she perfectly hit every single beat, and I tell you now, there were a LOT. I didn't think it possible for anyone's arms to drum that fast. And I have played with the drum set in Guitar Hero. I know. Tune was staring at her speechlessly. So was Rhythm, Melody and Life. When the song ended. She grinned, stretching her fingers, before saying two words. "Blood sugar?" Tune grinned, putting on another song of the same style. She drummed perfectly to it again. Honestly, I was really liking those two songs so far, they were the best rave-party-jump-around-and-lose-yourself-in-the-beat kind of thing.

"Thrive... How long have you been playing the drums for...?" Mello asked, a little in awe.

"Uh, well, my Dad used to love drumming, so I always used to use the drum kit there, and I loved it. That's where I got my Pendulum obsession. From my dad." She looked at the ground sadly. "After he died and I went to the crappy orphanage, there was no drum kit, so I felt pretty down cos it was one of the main things that reminded me of him."

"... Well, you're welcome on the team if you want to join us." Rhythm said, smiling.

"Really? Can I?" Thrive said excitedly.

"Yep! We practise every Saturday morning if you're in." Life said.

"YES! I AM SO JOINING!" Thrive screamed, hurting my ears, and Mello's seeing as he winced.

"Shut up already, woman!" He said, frustrated at the noise. I snickered.

"Well, Thrive, I take it you know the way to the library then? You can go check that out whenever?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'll check that out later. Reading's not really my thing. I prefer web surfing and music." Thrive said, grinning.

"All right then, Mello, you coming back to the room?"

"Hey, wait up!" She called, walking after us when we left the room.

Fern/Thrive

"Hey, wait up!" I called. They weren't escaping on my watch. As much as I wanted to stay and drum, I had to properly thank them... And piss Mello off some more. "Bloody hell, where you guys getting off to?"

"We were going to head back to our room." Matt said. I stared at him, suddenly getting an idea.

"What was the weather forecast for today?" I asked.

"I don't think you need a weather forecast to know that it's Summer. It's hot today, stupid." Mello said. I scowled at him.

"Weeeeeell... Let's. Go. Swimming!" I said, whispering the last word in an excited hush.

"Fuck no." Mello said, a blank expression on his face.

"Awwwwww, Melly Mels? You're not going to swim?" That was Matt. He caught up on my little plot. I grinned mischievously.

"No, I am not going to swim!" He hissed.

30 minutes later...

"How the fuck did I wind up here?" Mello mused, as Matt and I pushed him into the pool. I laughed as he fell in, only to surface with murder intent in his eyes. He grabbed Matt's leg with his left hand and my leg with his right hand and tugged us both in. Matt and I were sputtering our laughter at his foul mood. I found one of his chocolate bars next to the pool, and when they weren't looking, I unwrapped it and chucked it in the pool. Like I hoped, it floated.

"OH LOOK! IT'S A POO!" I yelled loudly and obviously. The 'poo' was floating harmlessly towards Mello, and when it bumped into his bare back, he turned around, seeing his beloved chocolate floating around in a swimming pool and made a mad grab to get it out of the pool. I just laughed harder as he shoved the soggy, half melted chocolate bar in his mouth, pool water and all. "OH MY EFFIN GOD! MELLO JUST ATE THE POO!" I screamed again, pretending to faint.

"Fuck off! Look what you did to my chocolate!" He yelled in agitation. I laughed, enjoying the fun we were having. I was wearing long board shorts (well, long was at my knees) and a short sleeved rashie shirt. It was so funny seeing Mello and Matt and, well, everyone trying to understand Australian slang. I noticed a flickering light in one of the halls, and all I said was 'Maybe we need a Sparky here...' To which Matt had responded 'How did you know my Pikachu was called Sparky?' It took ten minutes to explain basic slang, the first being that a 'Sparky' is an electrician. They were so unfamiliar with Australian culture, it amused me. For so-called geniuses, they were pretty clueless sometimes. Matt was just obsessive. He put his gameboy in a waterproof bag so he could play it in the pool. Ay ay ay, talk about dedication!

We spent the rest of the afternoon playing in the pool, then running around in the backyard, where I managed to convince a bunch of little kids to dogpile Mello. Hilarious and SO worth it! Once we had finished messing around, we dried off and went inside to lay low and play games. Mello was studying, anyway. Matt and I played games. We played Gears of War. It was fun, were it not for the fact that Matt hogged all the enemies. Dinner flew by, and then bedtime. I was about to fall asleep, when the realisation sunk in.

... I HAVE FRIENDS!

Yay! Chapter 2 done! NINE AND A HALF FRICKING PAGES! THAT'S MORE THEN I HAVE WRITTEN IN EVER! XD

Anyone who gets this reference and can tell me, gets a hug and virtual gummy bears, courtesy of Thrive! XD

All this info about Pendulum is TRUE! Also, sorry if I offended anyone with different music tastes – that was just my opinion. I don't have a T-shirt. My brother does. I DIDN'T GET TO GO TO THE CONCERT EITHER! MY BROTHERS DID! WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Never done one of these before, sooo, here!

XXxMayonakaxXx: Thanks! Good to know you enjoy it so far! :)

Miku Alli: There will be more overwhelming hyperness! And also some romance if I can push up the guts to write it... IT'S MORE CHALLENGING THAN YOU THINK!

Tootsiepop254: Oh yes. Mello has CERTAINLY met his match all right. KUKUKUKUKUKU!

Well then. I am feeling a lot better now! (Oh yeah, did I mention I was sick? That's why I have written so much) It will probably slow down with the updating from here though. Just cos I have SCHOOL and all that POOP. I'm more like Thrive than I first thought... Aren't I? *sigh* Still haven't made a truly original character. OH WELL! I WILL DEAL WITH IT! Well, until next time!

Frogata, over and out!