Chapter 2: My New Life
"So uh…how do I look?" The 25 year old with orange, shaggy hair asked as he walked out the Changing Room in a Mario costume.
Name: Scott W. Pilgrim
Age: 25 years old
Status 1: Halloween Shopping
Status 2: Wielder of the Power of Rage
The woman with blue, shoulder lengthened hair stared at him, already on the verge of laughing…hard.
Name: Ramona V. Flowers
Age: 25 years old
Status: American Ninja Delivery Girl
"Uh…yeah it, makes you uh…" She snickered in mid-sentence, giving away the fact that he looked funny. "…attractive."
"What, is it stupid or something like that?" Scott asked. Ramona couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing uncontrollably to the point where she fell on the floor, holding her stomach. Annoyed, Scott went back into the Changing Room to try on another costume. A few minutes later, he came back wearing an entirely different costume, but this time Ramona totally disapproved.
"No, no, no, the last thing we need is a bunch of fangirls mistaking you as the real thing." She said referring to his Edward from Twilight costume. She turned him around and shoved him back into the Changing Room, whereas he became even more aggravated.
Another few minutes later, Scott came back yet again with another and fortunately, an even better costume.
"How about this? Is this better?" Scott asked, revealing his Superman costume. To his satisfaction, she actually approved of it. Not just because it made him look good, but also because the fact that Scott almost had the same powers as the real Superman. And the logo, although it wasn't really an 'S', it still suited his name.
"Okay, now go change. We still have to buy some decorations."
"Uh…right." Scott said.
Since Julie Powers no longer lived in Toronto, there really hasn't been an era of extremely themed parties anymore. So for the sake of it, everyone decided to take turns running their own parties. Just as long as they weren't taking place three times a week. This time, it was Scott and Ramona's turn. The theme was Halloween. Technically it was more or less Scott's idea to throw the party so he could show off his powers in an actual superhero costume. How he thought Mario or Edward could fly remains a mystery.
A few hours later after searching for candles, hangars and all sorts of Halloween decorations, the couple headed back to their apartment. Only problem was, Scott had to carry all the bags but since he had super strength, he really didn't mind. It had been almost a year since Scott had successfully defeated Gideon, allowing him and Ramona to rekindle their relationship. So far, their lives have been pretty good, aside from the Power of Rage. Although Scott was able to prove to Ramona how much he loved her by defeating her evil exes, he still wanted to be able to make himself useful.
Instead of continuing their Halloween preparations, they both decided to relax on the couch, which was brought in from Scott's old apartment. Scott grabbed the TV remote and turned on their TV which was purchasable with the money from their jobs and turned on the TV. Ramona sat upwards, while Ramona rested her head on Scott's lap. Scott scrolled through the numerous channels but the only thing that was somehow overrated, was the Lucas Lee movie: 'I Hope there's a Heaven'.
"This is really bad." Scott complained.
"Tell me about it." Ramona agreed. "Maybe we should just get started on the decorations instead of watching this crap."
"Good idea."
(3 Hours Later)
After decorating the apartment, it was time for Scott and Ramona to get some rest, seeing that it was 9:00pm and they both had to work in the morning.
For Scott, it was no big deal because he didn't even have to worry about getting there late.
(Friday Morning: 8:00 AM)
Scott's eyes shot open to the annoying sound of a beeping alarm clock. He groaned tiredly as he shut if off, while putting forth his best effort not to accidentally smash it like he did the last couple alarm clocks. Luckily for him, he was able to turn it off without crushing it. He got out of bed, then headed to the bathroom, where when he looked in the mirror, he saw a smudge of pink lipstick resting on his cheek.
He knew it was from Ramona before she left. A large, loving smile grew in his face as he felt the lipstick and sighed. He proceeded his morning by taking a shower, brushing his teeth and having his favorite bowl of cereal (Beeties: They're soooo red!).
After breakfast, he walked out of the apartment and flew off to work. Since Scott had the power to fly, it was much easier to arrive just in time...sometimes a little too early. The only con that involved him and flying, was that it caused his body to glow until he descended back onto the ground. The other problem was the glow would last at least up to five minutes until it was completely gone.
The Happy Avocado
Occupation: Vegetarian Restaurant
Employees: Scott Pilgrim (Head Chef Prep Cook)
Stephen Stills (Employee of the Month and Scott's Mentor)
Dominique (Day Manager)
Crystal (Blender Jockey)
Scott descended onto the ground in front of the restaurant, where he found Stephen Stills unlocking the doors. (Stephen Stills, The Talent, 25 Years Old, Status: Gay)
"Hey, Stephen Stills." Scott greeted. He was greeted back with a wave and a nervous smile. Apparently, some of Scott's friends are still in the process of getting used to Scott's glow. Since the events of the Chaos Theatre, hardly anyone was able to acquaint with it. The only person who is really used to it is Ramona.
Scott's smile dropped a little but he shrugged it off and headed inside with Stephen Stills. They hung their coats and headed into the kitchen where they started their jobs right on the dot. At first things started out completely silent until Stephen Stills broke it.
"So...how's your relationship with Ramona?" He asked.
"Oh uh...okay, I guess. I mean, our relationship has really progressed the past year so...yeah everything is pretty good." Scott replied. "And uh...I've been thinking about it lately and...I think I'm planning on proposing to her."
"What? Seriously?" Stephen asked shocked.
"Well yeah, I mean...I just think it should be the next step in our relationship."
"Marriage is a big step, Scott. Are you sure you're ready for this?"
"I...I guess so. Yeah." Scott replied.
"Well if you're really serious about it, then I'm happy for you, buddy."
"I came to play, there's a price to pay.
Time for you to get down on your knees,
I came to say…"
Scott's eyes went wide as his cell phone, which Ramona paid for, suddenly started ringing. Embarrassed of the ringtone, Scott pulled it out his pocket and answered.
"Hello?" He asked in a deep tone.
"Congratulations, Guy." Which was the voice of his former gay roommate, Wallace Wells (Wallace Wells: The Former Gay Roommate Age: 27 years old, Occupation: The Gayest man in all of Toronto…maybe in the whole country.)
"Wallace? What are you talking about?" Scott replied with a drop of sweat falling from his forehead.
"I heard you were planning on proposing to Ramona. Your mother and I are so proud." Wallace said.
"What!? Who told you?"
"No one. I can just hear your thoughts. It's a psychic thing that Mobile taught me."
"Well, whatever that means, thanks I guess." Scott said. "Wait, please tell me you don't do this kinda thing while I'm in the shower too?"
"Well, gotta go. See you tomorrow, buddy." Wallace replied and then hung up on the other line. Scott held the phone blankly until he looked back to Stephen Stills.
"Okay, back to work."
"Yes, boss." Scott replied, getting back to his shift.
(10:30pm)
After Scott's shift ended, he decided to begin his search for the perfect engagement ring for Ramona. It was about time he stayed clear to his decision in marrying the girl of his dreams and finally becoming a true grown and mature man...with powers. He walked to the nearest jewelry store, hoping he could find the kind of ring that really applied to his interest and hopefully Ramona's as well.
After a few minutes, he came acrosse the nearest jewelry store and took a look at the finest jewelry displayed in the window. Unfortunately, the only 'top-notch' products were just bracelets and necklaces. And the rings were just way too expensive.
'What kind of jewelry store doesn't have a good sale for rings? Cheap ones at best.' Scott wondered, quite baffled. He sighed and went into the store, where the employee immediately greeted him with a smile.
"How may I help you, sir?" The blonde, female employee asked.
"Uh, do you guys have a sale on engagement rings?" He asked. "Specifically ones for American ninja delivery girls?" The employee gave him an intimidated glare and replied:
"Um...I believe we should, possibly have something in the back. Gimme one second." She said and went into the back room. She came back a few minutes later with a small velvet box. "This is our cheapest ring yet so hopefully it applies to your interest."
She opened the box and it revealed a small, white diamond with a blue star shaped ruby inset. Scott stared at it in awe not just because of the beauty but also because it looked perfect for Ramona.
"It's perfect. But...how come it's labeled one of your cheapest products?"
"Because the original price was way too expensive so we were forced to drop the price a bit. Since then, these things have been selling at a top notch rate. And surprisingly, you're in luck because this is our last one in stock for the next month." She explained.
"That's awesome. I'll take it. How much?"
"$399.99." She replied, causing Scott to give a stunned glare towards her.
"W-what? B-but you said it was cheap?"
"Yeah...four hundred dollars. That's about as cheap as you'll ever get, dude. It's a jewelry store." She said, a little frustrated. "Look, do you want it or not?"
"Yeah, yeah I'll take it." Scott sighed and pulled two small, yet heavy packs of coins from his pocket. "Will this cover it?" She picked up the bags and almost grunted at how heavy they were.
'Are they really that heavy?' Scott thought, considering the fact he had super strength.
"Well considering how heavy these things are, I'd have to say this should do it." She said, placing them back on the counter and giving him the box with the ring in it.
Scott thanked her and walked out the door, and after taking a few steps, he jumped into the air and flew home.
"God that guy was such an idiot. But he is kinda cute when you think about it." The cashier sighed.
Scott arrived home in just a few minutes. Before he went in, he pulled the box out of his pocket and stared for a moment. Could this really be the next step to becoming a man? Was he really destined in marrying the girl of his dreams? Only one way to find out.
He placed it back in his pocket, unlocked the door and stepped inside, greeted by the fuss of the TV coming from the living room. He went in and quickly noticed the girl of his dreams sleeping peacefully on the couch. A smile grew on his face as he approached her.
Ramona Flowers
Age:25
Status: Cold and tired
"Scott...?" She mumbled tiredly, stunning him a bit. How did she know it-oh yeah, he was glowing.
"Yeah, it's me. I just got home from work." He answered, sitting next to her.
"It's so cold. Hold me." Scott acknowledged and wrapped his arms around her, into a tight, loving grip. "I missed you." She said, falling quickly back to sleep. Scott's smile grew bigger and he kissed her forehead. He carefully lifted her up, bridal style and carried her upstairs. But of course not before turning the TV off.
He placed her on the bed and rubbed her head softly. Then he unzipped her jacket and took it off of her. He really was in love with her and there was no doubt about it. He vowed that he would always protect her and nothing would ever change that. He even defeated her seven evil exes which should be almost enough to prove it. But somehow it just...wasn't.
He unzipped his parka and threw it on the floor, which was his normal routine, then took off his jacket and did the same thing. The last to go were his pants, revealing his red and black boxers. A sudden yawn released from within and he crawled right into bed.
His glow died down but that didn't stop him from gripping onto Ramona with the same warm and loving embrace.
"I love you, Ramona." He whispered before he fell fast to sleep, too.
(The Next Morning)
Scott's eyes opened to the sound of nothing but bliss. A tired smile grew to the sight of his girlfriend with her head rested on his chest. It was so good that he wanted this moment to last forever. Sadly it could not. He carefully pushed her off of him and gently placed her head back on the bed.
Once he got up, he reminded himself that there was a certain something he had to hide until the moment was right. He picked up his pants and grabbed the box from inside his pocket. For some reason he couldn't help but sigh.
A sudden groan brought him into a shock, and causing his eyes to grow wide. He knew that was a sign that Ramona was waking up, so he looked around in a desperate attempt to find a place to hide it.
He couldn't find anything, though. Not even the drawers would work because he was pretty sure Ramona was going to go inside them at some point. So, for Plan B, he did the one usual thing anyone would do, he ran out the door and headed downstairs.
"Mm...Scott?" Ramona mumbled, rubbing her eye. Then a glare of confusion followed along as she heard fast footsteps and strange noises coming from downstairs. Since she was still fully clothed, she already headed her way downstairs. But by the time she got down there, the noises had stopped and everything went quiet.
"Scott?" She called, opening the living room door, revealing a 25-year old man standing in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back and a weird smile on his face.
"Heeyyy." He said, walking up to her and giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Uh, hey, Honey. Um...what was with all the commotion?" She asked.
"Commotion? What commotion? I didn't hear anything." He replied suspiciously.
"The noises, Scott. I could hear you from upstairs."
"Oh that...um...I was...uh...I was just...looking for my costume. Yeah that's it."
"It's in the closet in the hallway." She said.
"Oh yeah, now I remember. Thanks, Hon." Scott thanked and headed into the hallway, almost as if he was in a rush. While Ramona stood there in complete confusion.
A huge sigh of relief escaped from Scott's lips. He was way too close to being discovered with the ring. Luckily he managed to find the perfect hiding spot for it. At least, it was the perfect hiding spot to himself, really. But in any other case, he was glad he was able to conceal it in a spot where neither Ramona nor anyone at the party will find it.
For now, the only thing he had to concern himself with was finishing preparations for the Halloween Party.
(6 Hours Later)
Scott and Ramona finished preparations for their party and everyone showed up in different costumes and needless to say, they all looked pretty good.
Scott was in his Superman costume, Ramona was dressed as blue and black ninja, Stephen Stills was dressed as Nick O'Malley, Wallace was Liberace, and Kim, who moved back to Toronto three months after the events of the Chaos Theater and now lives in a small apartment, was dressed in her Gothic Lolita outfit, to spare herself of having to purchase a crappy costume. And as for Neil, formerly known as Young Neil, due to the adolescence of developing taste, he thought Halloween was too childish and bottom line, he just didn't wanna come.
"So, Guy..." Wallace said, holding a small glass of Cores. "...have you finally popped the question to Ramona yet?"
"Eh, not really. I'm waiting for the right moment and I'm thinking tonight should be the day but...I'm kinda waiting for everyone to leave." Scott explained.
"Well, then, where's the ring?"
"I put it under the couch cushions. I figured nobody would look under there, considering a lot of loose change is hardly found under here." Scott said, leaning his head on his fist.
"Um, Scott, I think that's the worst hiding spot you could ever think of." Wallace commented.
"What? Why?"
"Because one, it's in a box so clearly anyone could feel it if they sat on it. And two, you've never been good at hiding things."
"And how would you know that?"
"Remember the time you got me Sonic Unleashed for my birthday a couple years ago?"
"Yeah." Scott replied, thinking back to Wallace's 24th birthday.
"You put it on the video game shelf. You, of all people, should know that I play video games very frequently, almost as much as you. Bottom line, it was the worst hiding spot you could ever think of." Wallace explained, taking another sip of his drink.
"Wha? B-but I meant for you to find it there." Scott argued.
"You freaked out once you disovered I found it."
"Oh."
"Don't worry, though, buddy. I still loved it. I would have figured you wouldn't remember much of it though. Your memory still seems to be pretty hazy."
"How do you-"
"I can read your mind, remember?"
"Oh...right." Scott said weirded out by the thought."
"Speaking of which, have there been any signs of Nega-Scott as of late?"
"Err...no. I haven't heard or seen any signs of him since...well...a couple days after Ramona disappeared. But I'm staying completely on edge if I ever see him again. I really want my memories back, but at the same time, I have to be cautious if I do."
"That's actually saying something considering the fact that you've been running from him all these years." Wallace said.
"I've had my own way of doing things, okay? And besides, I have powers now, so I think I'll be able to beat him. I'm like Goku when he goes against Vegeta or something."
"You do realize they became friends, right? But anyway, if you ever do, I wish you good luck, Scott."
"Thanks." Scott said. He then grabbed the box with the ring in it from under the cushion and stared at it for a moment. "Well, I think it's time I found a better hiding spot for this thing. And this time, I think I know the perfect spot." He got up from the couch and ran upstairs.
(Meanwhile, outside on the patio)
"So..." Kim muttered while her head was rested on her arms while they also rested on the patio gate. Ramona stood next to her holding a cup of soda. "...how have things been with Glow-boy recently?"
"With Scott, you should probably know by now." Ramona said with a smirk. "But in all seriousness, things have been pretty good. I mean, he hasn't turned into a raging hulk since the Theater, but he's still trying his best at managing his anger."
"And what about you? How have you been, lately?"
"Me? I've been fine."
"I mean, with your head, Ramona. It hasn't been glowing lately?" Kim asked.
"Oh no, no. Scott handled that after the fight so the glow is permanently condemned from inside me so...yeah. But..." Ramona paused.
"But...?"
"I still feel like I'm trapped for some reason. I mean, you would think that with Scott ridding me the troubles of my evil exes, that I would finally be happy. But the glow, I feel like it's still inside my head. Like there's something still troubling me." Ramona explained. "Everything with Scott is great but...now I feel like there's something...I dunno...missing. And it's bothering me."
"Have you told Scott yet?"
"No, because, I don't want him to worry. He's already going through enough trouble trying to control his rage. I don't wanna make it worse by putting more weight on him."
Kim sighed and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Ramona, you should know by now that Scott cares about you. And whatever is bothering you, I'm pretty sure that he's willing to help you out. I mean sure he still has the rage thing to worry about, but he can probably put that all aside for you. I mean, he's done it before." Kim advised. "He is Scott Pilgrim."
"Kim?" Ramona called.
"Yeah?"
"Have you been drinking?" She asked, realizing that all this friendly advice wasn't like Kim...at all. Kim's expression changed from friendly, to displeasure.
"Really? The one time I try to give friendly advice and I get this." Kim groaned.
"Aww, I'm sorry." Ramona chuckled and playfully patting her on the head. But somehow, she wanted to agree with what Kim was saying. Scott has always been willing to help her in all sorts of situations. Even if some of those situations didn't end on a positive note. But despite everything, Scott was always willing to help her...even when she wasn't there. Maybe she will talk to him about what was bothering you.
"Kim, I think you're right. Maybe I should talk to him." Ramona said.
"Now you're taking my advice?" Kim said with a wry smile.
"Whatever, Kim. Anyway, I'll be right back." She went back inside and didn't see Scott in the living room. Just a drunk Wallace and Stephen Stills was watching TV. "Um, where's Scott?"
"I think he went upstairs or something." Stephen Stills answered.
(Upstairs)
Scott grunted as he tried to throw the box at the top of the closet. This was basically the only other hiding spot he could find. If this didn't work, then nothing will.
"Scott?" A surprising voice called from out of nowhere. Scott's eyes widened as he swiftly turned with a surprised grin on his face, while he hid the small box behind his back with one arm.
"Hey, Ramona." He greeted while a drop of sweat fell from his forehead. "What's up?"
"Um, what are you doing?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing. N-nothing." He replied.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing at all." He answered with a nervous frown.
"Hmph. Well anyway, there's something that I want to talk to you about. Something important."
"Are you breaking up with me?" He shouted, already on the verge of freaking out.
"What? No, just...take a seat with me."
"Oh uh...okay." Scott mumbled. He and Ramona sat on the bed and a sigh escaped Ramona's lips. Scott carefully placed the ring on the floor and slipped it under the bed, making sure Ramona didn't see.
"So...Scott...there's something that I need to tell you. It's kinda been bugging me for the last couple months. I didn't want to tell you before because I didn't want to add more weight to the situation you're already trying to handle." Ramona explained.
"What? It's no big deal. I think I can handle whatever's bothering you."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah." Scott replied with an encouraging smile. A blush bloomed in her cheeks and she looked down.
"Well...it's just that...the past year since we got back together has been nothing but the best. But now I feel like...something's bothering me. It's been bothering me for a while now. The glow is gone but I somehow feel like it's still in my head. I'm still stuck and the only way to get rid of it is to fill in this gap. But the problem is, I don't know what to fill it with. What I mean is, there's something missing in my life and I just don't know what it is." She explained.
Scott sat there, staring at her in silence. This whole thing Ramona was explaining to him, it just...didn't seem to make sense. He did his best to ponder what she was trying to explain to him but it was hard but at the same time he felt like he knew what was bothering her. And then it hit him, square in the head. The solution to Ramona's problem was hopefully...no, it was exactly what her issue was. And the answer was right under him.
Ramona looked at him and she received nothing but a blank expression. The look on Scott's face made it seem like he was clueless. Can't say she wouldn't blame him even if he didn't. The whole thing sounded stupid and complicated from the start. She sighed once more and made a gloomy expression.
"It's okay, Scott. Don't worry about it. I just thought that...maybe you had some sort of advice or something like that." She sat up and headed her way towards the door, but then he grabbed her by the wrist. Surprised, she glanced back at him and the look on his face was filled with nothing but seriousness.
"Let's go somewhere...tonight." He said in a deep tone which kinda creeped her out.
"Scott?" She called, nervously.
"Please, let's just...there's something that...I wanna ask you."
"O-okay. I'll go get ready." She agreed and headed out the door, leaving Scott sitting there, staring at her. This was finally his chance to propose to her. And for once, he finally had a reason to. It was not only his chance of becoming a man, but also a chance to fully prove to her that he would do anything for her, even if it meant taking his own life.
A few minutes passed and Scott was already out back, waiting for her on the balcony. He heard the sliding door open and saw her coming out the door with her new Subspace bag wrapped around her shoulder. He hid the ring in the pocket of his parka.
"You ready?" He asked.
"Yeah. Sure."
"Alright then, climb on." He ordered. She wrapped her arms around his neck and climbed on his back. "Hold on tight." With that, he flew into the air, making sure he wasn't moving fast enough for Ramona to lose her grip.
"Dude, where are we going?" She asked.
"The one place where we can find a solution to your problem." Scott said once he started to land and they both found each other at the park. The night time sky made the entire setting peaceful despite the numerous people walking through the streets and children going from one place to another for their treats.
"The...the park?" Ramona said. "Scott, why'd you bring us here?"
"Do you remember our first date?" He asked.
"Yeah, but what does that have to with-"
"Ramona, I think I know why you feel like something's missing. I know why you still have that empty feeling inside you, and I brought you here because I wanna be able to tell you-no, I want to show you that I can and will always be willing to help you." Scott announced.
Ramona stared at him, almost in complete suspicion. The tone in Scott's voice made him sound very serious. And the way he stood there, not even looking at her, that too made him look serious. She's never seen him, nor heard him so sound so serious in a while.
"Ramona..." He said as he finally brought his attention to her. "I brought you here because this is the place where I wanted to relive our first date. This is the place where I wanted to ask you one question that could change both of our lives together. I brought you here because I want you to know that I love you. I have loved you since the first day I saw you rumage through my head and made me become obsessed. I want you to know that I don't care and I mean I really don't care about who you are or what you've done in the past because I knew from day one that you had your own baggage. I thought that by defeating your seven evil exes that that would be enough to prove my love to you...but it wasn't. Because now, I want our relationship to be something more. I want us to be able to spend the rest of our lives together. So now I ask you..."
With all of that being said, Scott knelt down on one knee which received a shocked glare from Ramona's eyes. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out the small velvet box and revealed it to her. She literally did not see any of this coming at all.
"Ramona Flowers, will you marry me?" He proposed with as much bravery as he could handle within him.
Ramona stood there in complete silence. This was it. This was the solution that could fill the hole inside of her. All this time, she had been bugged by the fact that she felt incomplete. When clearly the real issue was that all she needed was for Scott's blessing to marry her.
"Scott...I...I want you to know that-"
But then something strange started to happen. Scott's expression had changed from serious to cautious. His head literally started to buzz uncontrollably, which usually didn't occur unless his Scott Sense was tingling. But nobody called his name and there was nobody else around.
Perhaps the Power of Rage had adapted his Scott Sense into something more. He stood up on both of his feet, which brought a bit of concern to Ramona.
"Scott? What's wrong?" She asked. "Scott?"
A sudden noise occurred next to him and he looked on the ground and saw a small, familiar orange ball with a glowing green light which started ticking. Scott automatically could tell what it was and he gripped onto Ramona's shoulders, shocking her once more.
"Get down!" He screamed. He carried her to a far enough distance and covered her with his whole body. The small orb let out a huge explosion. After a couple seconds, the smoke from the bomb had died down and a dark, evil laugh could be heard from a distance.
Scott removed his grip from Ramona and stood up to get a good look at the culprit who ruined this perfect moment. The smoke was finally cleared and he saw a figure wearing a green, armored body suit. His palms were in the shape of claws. His face was covered by a green mask that only covered his face but not his hair with a pair of motorcycle glasses covering his eyes. His forearm was armed with sharp metal spikes that cut through you like butter, his back was equipped with a metal spinal cord with what looked like the bottom of a sword sticking out, his boots were a black technological color and somehow they gave him the perk of perfect balance. And last but not least, a floating technological glider in the shape of a demon.
"At last, Scott Pilgrim. I have finally found you. And about damn time, too." The figure chuckled. "I was close to blowing this city into smithereens."
Scott glared at him and ascended into the air until he reached the same height as him.
"Anyways, allow me to introduce myself. I am Norman Osborn, better known as, The Green Goblin! And you, are coming with me."
(To be continued...)
I hope you all enjoyed reading this chapter because it sure took a long tim for me to write. That and I have been so very busy with schoolwork. But nevertheless, I am so very sorry for making you guys wait so long and I hope you can forgive me. School is almost over so hopefully I should be able to update more often. Until then, thank you and goodnight.