Hey, guys. I know there is no amount of excuses I can use for dallying this time. Anyways, all I can say is that I kinda forgot where I was going with this story…but I will try my best to make the future chapters flow well enough from the before chapters….so, if something doesn't make sense, can you either just cope with it or inform me about it?
I just re-read my reviews. So, here we go.
TheForgottenSoldier
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Yeah, dude. Thank you for informing me about that. I have noticed this…..fixed now. Thanks, I will certainly try to update this fuckin' story more dammit!
philinchio
Hmmmm…Thank you for the critique! Yeah, I'll most def put more effort to improve my grammar. I tend to sometimes make mistakes here and there. Also, I can understand why the script format can be confusing for you and others. See, it's easier for me to write that way…..and plus, I sorta like the style. I was really considering about actually changing it (like what you said), but if I suddenly change it now, then I would have to edit the rest of the story…and honestly, that will take a lot of time to do.
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Okay, I hope this chapter was worth waiting for. If not, I'm sorry I have failed you. :[
I don't own Regular Show.
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One time, Rigby and Mordecai's history teacher had asked the whole classroom before the bell, "If you have a chance to become someone else right now, who would you be?" A kid in the backroom yells out, "I'll be your mama." Some people have chuckled at this. Then Mordecai asks, "Are you saying if we can pick to be a person, like, a celebrity?" The teacher shook his head and said, "No, I was referring if you can become any type of person with a certain life-style, what kind of person you would be?" Before anyone got a chance to tell him, Rigby interrupted, "I would want to be a rock star." The teacher raised an eyebrow at this. "Same here", Mordecai yelled across the front row, which was the reason they couldn't high five each other; the teacher had separated them due to their misconduct.
Their teacher then asked the two of them a simple, "Why?" The question lingers for a bit. The whole classroom went into a dead silence.
"Why?...," Rigby repeats a bit mockingly, "That's like asking why I wouldn't want to have a great life. No, let me rephrase that, that's like asking me why I wouldn't want to live my life," Rigby retorted.
The teacher wasn't impressed, "So, you would be the type of person to live fast and die young then?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm, perhaps you'll change your mind after you get your diploma."
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The next morning, Mordecai and Rigby were at the café, just sitting there drinking coffee that did no justice for their weariness. Right now, the soon to be rock stars duo are telling Margaret and Eileen about being recognized by some music producer who was eager to record a song from them soon if they comply to it.
Mordecai- Yeah, he said that he has a studio set up and everything. He wants me and Rigby to write some songs so they'll get recorded asap!
Margaret- Oh, Mordecai that's amazing! I'm really happy for the both of you!
A warm smiles forms in her beak. Mordecai never tires seeing her smile.
Eileen- That's so cool! You guys rock! Hehehe no pun intended.
Rigby rolls his eyes at her lame pun. Technically, it wasn't much of a pun to begin with, but whatever.
Mordecai had his eyes fixated on Margaret. Of course she's in her plain work uniform, but her red feathers contrast it since they appear to be fluffier today. Simply pretty. Mordecai thought that she's the kind of girl that can pull of looking good in any clothing. His mind trails off for a moment….he begins to think of all different clothing that would just look stunning on her rather than her boring and same work uniform …..then he gets a bit mischievous with his thoughts and thinks about her in some sexy lingerie…he slowly grins. Totally not the appropriate time to be thinking about something this dirty right now.
Rigby- Dude?
Mordecai- W-what?
Margaret- You're face is all flushed.
Eileen- Oh no. Are you okay?
Margaret reaches across the table and touches his forehead to feel his temperature. Her Hand. His forehead, oh god. Mordecai instantly flinches at her touch because it felt so good.
Margaret- Do you have a fever or something?
Mordecai- No, no. I wasn't thinking of-er I mean, I'm fine….it's just….I guess it's a bit hot in here….
Margaret- Is it? Maybe I should drop the ac some then [Starts to walk away].
Mordecai- No, no! That's okay, really.
Mordecai got up and pulled her arm, and then wheels her around. Margaret subtly blushes a little, but it was hard to tell because her red feathers made it less obvious. Mordecai is embarrassed for his irrational action and immediately let's her go then scratches behind his head. Margaret looks to the ground and thinks of something to say to break the awkwardness between them.
Margaret- Hmmm, well….[smiles] would you like something to drink? That'll probably help….some.
Without giving him much of a chance of him answering her back, she lightly pats his right shoulder in reassurance then resumes walking off. As Mordecai rotates back to his seat, he can see Eileen smiling at him hopefully and Rigby making gagging faces at him; Rigby hated seeing people act so fluffy around each other.
Mordecai- [To Rigby] What?
Rigby- Oh, nothing much. I just hate seeing you flinging your cock around Margaret every time you're by her.
Eileen gasps.
Mordecai- [Glares] Rigby, don't start your day being an asshole. Nobody wants to hear it. Plus, your point is invalid cause I'm a bird, you moron.
Rigby- [Sarcastically] Ouch.
Mordecai- Anyways, [points at Eileen] I don't think Eileen likes it when you act like that either!
Rigby renders him an incredulous look when Mordecai just had to drag Eileen into this. Rigby takes a second to look at Eileen's expression and she does indeed look a little upset by his rudeness. His face softens a little by this…., but then he shakes his head and scoffs.
Rigby- So? [Crosses arms] Why would that even matter?
An emotionless expression then casts on her, apathetic almost. Eileen doesn't bother to say anything anymore, so she decides to walk off and continue to work. Mordecai shakes his head as he watched her leave.
Mordecai- [Sighs] Nice going, loser.
Rigby tenses up suddenly. That addiction to get high again was biting at him. He tries his best to remain calm, but fails.
Rigby- Shut the fuck up! You're the loser!
Mordecai rolls his eyes, lifted his elbow and settles it on the table then he rests his head on his hand. That was a lame comeback so he didn't even bother to retort anything back. He's too mature to argue back with Rigby anyways. The two were in dead silence, avoided looking at each other because they were a bit mad. It's mainly because it's still kind of early in the morning (well, according to them since they love sleeping in). Mordecai and Rigby were still a little tired, thus they tend to get more upset from this. As Rigby itched to get high again, Mordecai waits for that cold drink.
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Still a bit tired and mad, Mordecai and Rigby still continued their silent game. The duo left a bit early so they have an important discussion with Benson today.
Mordecai has a lazy grip on the steering wheel of the cart. He made a stop at the red light. A beige Lincoln Town car suddenly pulls up from their right and in that car was an old man around his 60's, and his car windows were fully open. That old man was rocking out to "Led Zeppelin- Kashmir". Mordecai and Rigby couldn't help but stare in awe and grin at the oblivious old man head banging to it because it was truly one of the most glorious things they ever witnessed in their life.
And just like that, their mood somehow changes and it's all thanks to this ol' rocking coot.
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Benson doesn't know what to think about this sudden opportunity. Sure, Rigby and Mordecai totally wanted to go for it, but knowing Benson, he always thought before he acted most of the times. He doesn't want to just quit his job in haste and start this kind of life and live with the aspect that everything can possibly go wrong. He can't say he's completely satisfied with his work, but it wasn't that bad.
Mordecai and Rigby sat quietly on couch as Benson paced on living room's carpet back and forth while pondering about the situation.
Benson- …..I need some more time to think about this…..What are you guys going to do?
Mordecai- We're gonna do it….I think.
Benson- So, that does mean you're quitting this job…right?
Mordecai pauses before he spoke again. He knows him and Rigby couldn't be groundskeepers and a rock-band at the same time. Sure, going to the café every night didn't cut time from their real job, but now working their way up with their band into an actual career…..they wouldn't be able to handle to do both jobs.
Mordecai- Well, can't you just make this temporarily for us, like, if it all doesn't play well at all, can we just come back here?
Benson- I don't know. It depends how long you guys are gone. If it's a couple of months, say, like three…hmmmm [taps foot] most likely, yes…but more than that, then no. By that time, I'll have replacements.
Mordecai slightly sighs.
Benson- [Shrugs] Sorry, guys. I have to keep this park manageable at all times. I can hire some people do your jobs for a while, but not forever.
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Mordecai meets Rigby outside on the front steps. Rigby sat still with a cigarette in his mouth. He was surprising silent throughout the whole discussion, which was so unlike him since he was a usual loud mouth. Mordecai joins with him.
Mordecai- What have you been thinking about?
Rigby doesn't turn his direction towards Mordecai. Instead he takes a long drag from his fag and sighs out the smoke and looks down.
Rigby- Remember that one history teacher we had back in high school? That old man who always wore loafers?
Mordecai- Yeah?
Rigby- Well, I been thinking about what he said to me that one day. Before I dropped out, that is. He asked the whole classroom about what kind of life you would want…..remember I blurted out that I wanted to be rock star.
Mordecai remembers that day. Their teacher seemly didn't approve of what Rigby's answer was. Their history teacher didn't say anything more about the topic after what his last response was….
'Perhaps you'll change your mind after you get your diploma…..'
And to add more disappointment, Rigby never did receive that diploma.
Mordecai- [Nods] Yeah, even I said I wanted to be one too….but we were just kids then. We didn't know jack shit.
Rigby- Yeah...So, now this music producer comes out of nowhere and says that he wants to record our music….what do you think about that, Mordecai?
Rigby offers him a smoke, but Mordecai declines it.
The blue jay suddenly remembers when their future selves came to their garage that one time. They were dressed as rock stars, so that must mean they were being legit about it…even though they actually lip-synced throughout their first performance. Mordecai sighs…..there hasn't been a day that has passed when he felt ashamed of himself for that.
He rubs his eyes due to the dryness. He notices Rigby looking up with a worried expression? Why? It's on the rarest of occasions, but maybe Rigby now feels just how Mordecai feels about this situation. Mordecai gives him a smile of assurance.
Mordecai- Dude, I think we better grab this opportunity before it falls from our hands.
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After calling their possible record producer (his name is Seth by the way) they arrange a meeting in his apartment in the city. As Mordecai and Rigby enters his apartment, right away they are hit with a smell of cigarettes. It doesn't bother Rigby, but Mordecai cringes slightly. Seth tells them to make themselves comfortable in the dining room where a big, flat TV is displayed on the wall, and a couple of nice decorations surrounding the wall corners.
Seth talks a lot about their great future with tour buses and money. Rigby currently is high, so he enthusiastically nods often at the end of his sentences. A sick feeling has developed within his stomach and feels the acids waving in his stomach walls. It's been a while since he ate, though he doesn't feel hungry. Instead, he grabs a soda from the fridge and drinks it, thus settling his stomach some and goes sit back down.
Seth- All artists usually start at some random dining area with stages and all where they can perform. You guys are known in this city, so just imagine how much you'll excel everywhere else? You'll make a fortune.
Rigby- Hmmm, sounds sexy.
Mordecai didn't like this idea of leaving his home. He made some good friends here and then there was Margaret. He feels like he shouldn't leave here as soon as possible.
Mordecai- Well, I don't mind leaving here…..temporarily.
Rigby swiftly turns his head and gives his friend an incredulous look.
Rigby- What are you talking about?
Rigby quickly said.
Mordecai- It's not that I don't mind traveling around…..I don't want leave here, you know, our friends are here. Benson, Margaret, Eileen, Skips, Pops, Muscle Man, High Five Ghost….and people at the café.
Rigby slouches and rolls his eyes.
Rigby- We'll make new friends. Duh!
Mordecai- Yeah, fake friends.
Rigby-[Huffs] You're retarded, worrying about people who don't even like us that much instead of wanting to travel the world.
Mordecai- Shut up. That's not true.
Seth- [Looks back and forth at them] Do you guys need a little more time to think about this? I'm staying here for a whole month. I'm not going anywhere soon.
As Mordecai says 'yes' Rigby says 'no' at the same time. The two both shot glares at each other.
Seth chuckles at this.
Seth- I give you guys some more time then. Though, the sooner the better. Alright, fellows? And maybe you can get Benson to change his mind as well?
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It was midday already. Rigby bitches during the entire way back home in the cart. Clearly he is a little unstable at this moment.
Rigby- I thought you said earlier that you wanted to do this!
Mordecai- I do. I just don't want to leave here, like, forever or something.
Rigby- Fuck! You can't make up your mind, can you? You're all like [mockingly] oh, we're totally gonna do this, dude! Yeah, we're totally gonna grab this opportunity right away [whacks his hands on Mordecai's face] with our hands and grab it and junk!
Mordecai growls and slaps Rigby's paws from his face. He makes a left turn on red without realizing it.
Mordecai- Why are you rushing this suddenly? And what's your problem? You keep saying that we don't have friends that care for us? I wonder what Margaret and Eileen would say if you said that to their faces? Hmmmm?
Rigby- pssssh![Mumbles and looks away] I wouldn't care….
Mordecai- Man, that's your problem, isn't it? You don't care…..I don't know why they bother talking to you. Especially, Eileen.
Rigby- Shut up about her already!
Mordecai was driving really fast, so when he barely missed the park's entrance he makes a really sharp turn that nearly tossed Rigby out of the window. Rigby gathered himself upright on the seat again and then comments angrily-
Rigby- Your driving is horrible!
Mordecai- Put your seat belt on then, you douche!
Even if they were near the house by now, Rigby decides to take his advice. Who knows what will happen next. Mordecai will probably manage to put the vehicle through roof again somehow.
Rigby scratches his arms fervently, like he has fleas biting him everywhere or something and Mordecai can see him doing this in the corner of his eye.
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Later that night, Rigby isolated himself in the bathroom and locked the door so no one would barge in at him. He puts a bunch ice in his pipe and cooks it up with his lighter. He smokes it and suddenly his legs feel wobbly from the over powering sensation. His arms quiver. He puts his stuff away in his jackets' pockets.
About a minute later, he paces out of the bathroom and heads outside the door. Since him and Mordecai really didn't go anywhere today, he felt the need to wander around the night.
Mordecai has just walked in the living room from the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn held in his hands and sees Rigby forwarding quickly to the door. The raccoon has his typical clothes on so this already tells Mordecai he was going out somewhere.
Mordecai- Hey, where are you going?
Rigby- [Doesn't stop walking] Out.
Mordecai- Hey, wait-
The front door slams shut before he gets a chance to finish his sentence. Mordecai felt like going after him, but Rigby isn't a kid anymore; he's an adult so whatever choices he is making, that's his problem, right? Maybe Rigby just needed some time to clear his head from all that happen today. Mordecai sighs and takes his seat on the couch. He grabs the remote nearby and turns the TV on.
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From one point, he cannot remember how he got into the city, but he currently is. Rigby has been feeling really jittery, though he doesn't know if it's been the entire time since he left the park or just recently. He parks the cart in some random parking lot because he absolutely has to walk around for a bit right now. He gets out and right away he looks in the rear view mirror and from the light emanating from the street lamp, he can see his reflection. His black pupils have grown big. His curses himself and wonders if he used too much meth this time. His breaths were short.
Rigby kept thinking to himself that the solution to his problem is to walk it off. And so, he did just that.
He sees worms….or it could be strings... of red and black scrounging around the corners of his vision. Rigby's body was in some pain and his labored breathing remained. His little body meets the pavement and he curls into a little ball and shivers. Shortly, he senses someone walking up to him, so he shifts his head some to encounter the tiny, mole feet. Eileen bends over and says something, but it came out all blurry except for one word: Hospital.
Rigby slurs out some cuss words and begs her to not take him to the hospital. Despite how persistent she was to take him, he was protesting unwaveringly. His bugged, worried eyes met hers and he frowns. She lowers her head, sighs, and relents.
Eileen- Okay, fine, Rigby….but I refuse to let you be walking around at night alone. You need to just lay down and relax, okay?
Rigby- Pssssh Fack naaaaww! Yous can't teall meee wut to dooo! Jussss lesh meee alone, gurrl!
She offers him a ride home, but he refuses. Once Rigby tries to leave, Eileen has grabbed his arm firmly. Rigby's unbalanced body sort of fell on hers slightly, and he tries his best to get his posture erect and jerks to release his arm from her grip, but to no avail. He glares at Eileen. She was a lot stronger than he thought.
Rigby- Leess me go!
Eileen shot him a stern glare, which made Rigby surprisingly taken aback from it. His expression turns of worry now.
Eileen- No, Rigby! I'm not letting you go out like this! I wish you can look at yourself! You're shaking and you're eyes….they don't look normal!
It was true, and Rigby knew it. He caves in and must have excessively said 'okay' about ten times in assurance. Although, this makes Eileen feel more stressful.
Rigby- I-I don wannaa go back homeee dohhhh….t-they git mad...Mordecaaaaiii...no...no, no,n-no, Benson! H-he'll fyra mah asss.
Eileen shakes her head. She didn't like treating Rigby with aggression, but he was really making her upset. Rigby grew timid; once she has released him, he grabs his right arm with left hand to feel more closure within himself.
Rigby- C-can I stayyy at urrr place den?
Eileen pauses at this. The waiting for her response made him feel uneasy and he scratches his arms and flicks his ears. Eileen moves her tiny hands to hold his. His vision wasn't at its best, but he can see her frown with concern. If Eileen couldn't take him to the hospital, then perhaps it was best if she watches over him to make sure he will be okay tonight.
Eileen- C'mon then. I'll take care you, Rigby. Don't you worry, okay?
She smiles, but it's fake. It didn't matter how she felt right now, as long as it comforts her little raccoon, then everything is fine. She leads him to her car and the two go in and she drives them both to her apartment.
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Eileen- [Shyly] ummm, yeah, he's gonna stay over here for a bit.
Mordecai-….whut?
Eileen looks back to see Rigby contently sitting on the couch watching TV. She held the phone very close to her and turns away.
Eileen- Yeah, well, we sorta just bumped into each other outside, and he wanted to stay here for tonight, and….and that's what happened.
Eileen's eyes wander down to the floor. She felt so embarrassed by the way she said that, but she wants to avoid telling him what really happened. She assumes Rigby was just drunk, but that wasn't it...
Mordecai- …So, Rigby "likes likes" you now?
She heard Mordecai's voice lighten up with this. Eileen blushes right after he said that. She ducks behind a kitchen counter being completely out of Rigby's sight. She lowers her tone as well.
Eileen- I-I think just as friends only…..not more than that….
Mordecai- Not yet, huh? Well, he will come around eventually.
Eileen-….[Grips the phone tighter] No, I don't think so….
Mordecai-[Encouragingly] Get him to play some video games with you. He can never refuse a game match.
Eileen- [Beams] Yeah, okay. I love playing video games anyways. Thank you, Mordecai.
Mordecai- Hey no, no, no, thaaannnk yoouuu, Eileen. [Laughs] I'm glad someone is babysitting him for me.
Eileen giggles.
Rigby- Who's that?
Eileen-Eeep!
Eileen nearly drops her phone and looks up. Rigby was over the counter peering down at her like a curious kitten. His paws grips firmly on the edges as his body remains leaned over. Eileen slides away from underneath him and stands up.
Eileen- I-It's Mordecai! Did you want to talk to him?
Rigby snatches the phone from her.
Rigby- Yo!
The raccoon leaps down, walks back to the couch, talks loud, grabs the remote and held onto it as he flips the channels, and kicks his feet up on the low table like he owned the damn place. Well…..she was spoiling Rigby after all. Despite having him sleep on the couch for tonight, she has given him comfortable blankets and two fluffy pillows which are fairly comfortable enough. Anyways, at least he was feeling a lot better, but he was still quite high. Rigby has already took a shower and got his fur all cleaned and fluffy. He felt like fuzzy angel baby. As Rigby wore nothing since his clothes were in a hamper and his jacket was hung up in the closet, Eileen has yet to jump in the shower and change her work uniform.
Eileen heads over to the bathroom to do just that, but she stops shortly and she shouts back at Rigby-
Eileen- Hey Rigby, I'm gonna go take a shower so please don't use the water until I'm out!
Rigby- Kay.
He was still talking to Mordecai on the phone.
Mordecai- Was that her just now?
Rigby- Yeah, she's gonna jump in the shower.
Mordecai- What does Eileen's place looks like?
Rigby- Meh, it's nice. I feel comfortable here.
Rigby thought she had a nice pad, so far from what he's seen, but he hasn't gone into her room yet. There wasn't much that he didn't like about the living room; it had a somewhat cozy feel to it, with the crimson plaid couches and extra decorative white pillows on the sides, the curtains being the same color as the couches with ruffles, and a fuzzy carpet. Her TV was just average looking, but it had good reception.
Mordecai- [envisions Eileen pampering him] I'm sure you are. Just don't be mean, Rigby. She's being really nice letting you stay over.
Rigby- Yeah, yeah.
Mordecai wanted to ask him what was it that was keeping Rigby over at Eileen's place, but decided against it because it might conjure a fight somehow.
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Eileen- Do you want some pizza rolls?
Eileen calls over to the kitchen. Rigby shot up from this.
Rigby- Yeah!
Eileen- Kay, they'll be done in ten minutes. Do you want anything else?
Of course Rigby never feels guilty taking advantage of anyone, so he didn't decline her offer. He just finished his juice and then waves his empty juice box in the air.
Rigby- Can I have some more lemonade?
Eileen- Sure!
Eileen walks over to him and with that juice.
Her gold-brown, wet, locks was down and she wore sleekly, pink pajamas with darker pink polka dots all over it. She must have put her glasses away because she wasn't wearing them. She looked…..cuter…..Rigby can actually see her eyes lashes now. It just occurs to him now since she hasn't been this close to him tonight.
Eileen- Here [gives juice to him].
Rigby grabs it slowly, reluctantly almost and just stares at her without saying a word. She sounded sweeter, too.
She sat next to him and lifts her tiny feet up onto the couch. She pulls her knees closer to herself. There was a sudden scent of strawberries that surrounded him, it was nearly intoxicating, but it smelled so good. She smelled so good and it was alluring.
'I bet she taste good, too' Rigby mentally slaps himself for that one.
He still hasn't bothered to drink his juice that was still in his hand, he kept his eyes on her.
Eileen- It was a good thing that I saw you near the café. I wouldn't have found you otherwise.
'Wait, she found me outside the café. I didn't know that….' Rigby thought to himself.
Eileen- [Gleams] I'm glad you're doing well now, Rigby…[tilts head] See? I told you that [trails]…..that I would take care of you…..
Eileen felt herself blush and her thin eye lashes flutter, she wasn't looking at him anymore. That faint pink on her face…surely she couldn't look cuter now.
Rigby-[Whispers] Thank you, Eileen.
Eileen- [Turns her head to him][Blushes] Oh, that's okay. I just couldn't, you know, leave you out there like that.
Rigby felt himself pull closer to her. He grabs her left hand in both of his hands. This surprises her.
Rigby- No, really. Thank you. You have no idea how much you just helped me. Only God knows where I would've ended up….in an alley or streets somewhere….maybe someone could have beaten me up again.
Eileen- Rigby….
He has always seen her eyes behind those rounded glasses, but now they were opals with a gleam to it. He just wants to look into them forever. She really was a cute girl now that he sees her, a bit dorky, but somehow this makes her even more appealing to him.
He permits his gaze to roam her face, until he stares particularly at her mouth. Her lower lip was full with a hint of a coffee color. It was so Eileen.
The oven's timer suddenly dings and interrupts Rigby's trance. He looks down and notices their hands were entwined together. He gets flustered at this and flops backwards. He looks away, trying to cover his flushed face from her. His tail wrapped around him.
Rigby- Uhhh ahem! So, how about those pizza rolls?
Eileen- Huh? They're done already? I didn't notice….
Eileen leaps off the couch and forwards into the kitchen to get the pizza rolls. With her back turned, Rigby watches her. When she rotates back, he turns away and pretends to watch the television. And when he does pay attention to what's on TV he cringes.
'Ghost Whisperer? When the fuck did I change the channel to here? Wait, maybe I didn't change it….maybe she did because she likes…watching this kind of lame, chick stuff."
Eileen walks back into the living room with a plateful of pizza rolls and places them on the table beside them.
Eileen- I would wait for a little bit before eating them. They'll burn your mouth if you don't.
She sees what's on TV and frowns.
Eileen- Eww, no I don't like this show.
Rigby unconsciously smiles.
Eileen- Hey, you wanna play some video games instead?
Rigby thinks it's possible for him to fall in love with her.
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baaaaaww Rigby and Eileen fluff. I luv it! I think it's obvious by now of which couples I support in Regular Show.
Anyways, I took a tad different direction from what I had previously with this chapter. I'm gonna have them become famous, but not right this second. Perhaps it will happen in the next chapter, but most likely the chapter after that one. I don't know yet though. I'm so busy people! Hopefully it won't take forever to update this story again.
If there are mistakes, please tell me and I will correct them.
Reviews are always appreciated.
