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Skylar smiled as Bobby shoved another plate of food in front of her, unsurprised by the way Skylar was eating like she hadn't had a decent meal in years. She probably hadn't.
"Skylar, slow down. You're going to make yourself sick." Sam stated as he watched the Trickster continue to chow down.
"You try living with a Trickster who thinks sweets are enough to keep living. I haven't had a real meal in about four, five years." Skylar stated through a mouthful, glancing towards her silent brother who basically hadn't left her side since the moment she had crawled out of that mausoleum a day ago.
"Of course you haven't." Bobby grumbled before sitting down opposite the girl, still wanting an explanation for the reason she had faked her own death.
"It wasn't Loki I was living with, if that's what you're thinking. I was living with another Trickster." Skylar said as she set down the now bare bones of a chicken breast.
Skylar noticed the way most of the people in the room were exhausted before Bobby announced it was time for everyone to get some sleep. It was damn near midnight already anyways. "Night Skylar." Sam said as he hugged his sister goodnight.
"Night Sammy." Skylar said before hugging Bobby, surprised he actually wanted to hug his daughter after the stunt she had pulled. She expected a gun to be pulled on her more than anything.
Dean dragged Skylar down to the room in the basement, knowing that since Ellen was staying there as well that she needed somewhere to stay, and Skylar's old room would do. "Why did you do it?" Dean questioned once he had Skylar alone.
"Do what, magnus frater?" Skylar asked as she went over to one of the many boxes in the basement in search of something to wear, wanting out of the blood stained t-shirt and jeans for the night.
"Fake your death like that." Dean clarified as he watched Skylar pull out a night black t-shirt from one of the boxes, stripping out of her own shirt and tossing it to the corner of the room.
"You know why. The same reason you did that stupid move of selling your soul." Skylar growled as she pulled on the shirt, not glancing back at her brother since she was still angry with him for selling his soul just to bring Sam back. He could have called on Loki and then he would have gotten her out there with Gabriel to bring Sam back. He didn't have to sell his soul. Gabriel was Skylar's guardian angel after all.
"But you could have helped us sooner." Dean argued as he watched Skylar find a pair of shorts to wear as well, following her as she walked over to the large bed.
"I work better alone than with others now a days, Dean. That's why I have a whole basement full of dead monsters at the sight of the fallen farm." Skylar stated as Dean saw the tattoo on her shoulder-blade finally, seeing Sammy's birthday and below it a little Latin phrase. She knew that Sam had died at the hands of Jake Talley. But why didn't she put the death date? "Stop staring at it." Skylar stated as she turned around to face her brother. "If you had told Loki what had happened I could have brought him back myself Dean. You didn't have to sell your soul to a demon." Skylar growled as her eyes locked with Dean's for the first time in seven years.
"We thought you were dead!" Dean snapped as he got up in Theo's face.
"I was in hiding! A house fell on me in case you forgot, I had to heal! Internal bleeding takes a while to heal, fyi." Skylar snarled as she got right back in her brothers face.
"Then once you were healed you should have come and found us!" Dean snarled in response as he saw the darkness in his sister's eyes that he had seen the day they saw her in the Roadhouse about ready to kill Ash.
"Then I wouldn't have had a chance to search for the Yellow Eyes demon. How do you think I knew he was going to be at that cemetery, Dean? I set up that trap you and Bobby ruined for a second time, this time getting an even lower level demon, got the information I needed, and then killed it. That's what I had been trying to do when you two broke into the farm. I was working and you two barged in!" Skylar growled before Dean knocked her back onto the bed.
"You could have let Sam and I help! We're supposed to be family Theophilia!" Dean barked at the Trickster.
"I was not about to let that Yellow Eyed demon try to put you or Sam in the hospital again, or in an early grave!" Skylar growled before pushing Dean back and standing up, leaving the basement silently to go get a drink.
Dean frowned, hating how even when it was the first time he's spoken to his baby sister in seven years they end up hating each other again.
Skylar found a bottle of Jack and began pouring the burning liquid down her throat, the feel of being fuzzy headed again the thing she wanted most right about then. "What's it with you two and drinking all my alcohol?" Bobby questioned from the doorway to the kitchen, looking over his daughter as she continued to throw back the bottle with what could only be considered great experience.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I just love the taste of Jack." Skylar stated after finishing downing the bottle, not even fuzzy headed yet.
"Let me guess, your favorite brand?" Bobby asked before seeing the way Skylar grinned at him deviously since he knew her so well even if they hadn't spoken in so long.
"You know me too well. Have you been talking with Loki recently?" Skylar questioned before dodging the attempted smack for even suggesting he would have anything to do with her other father.
Dean came back upstairs about a half hour later to find Bobby beyond drunk and Skylar barely getting there. "Alright, Bobby go to bed." Dean said as he shoved the man towards the stairs upstairs, sitting down in his seat instead and grabbing the nearest drink.
"You're not a Singer, you can't handle liquor like us." Skylar commented as she went back to sucking the sweet juices from the bottle of liquid fire.
"No, but I can handle it better than Bobby." Dean said before guzzling down about half the bottle of alcohol as fast as Skylar, watching as she pushed her empty bottle away.
"You know one thing I hate about being a Trickster." Skylar spoke up after a few minutes of silence.
"What?" Dean asked as he put his drink down.
"We can't get drunk as easily as you humans." Skylar stated before Dean scoffed at her, watching as she stood up and went back downstairs, frowning since it was obvious she really didn't want to deal with him yet.
Dean shoved the drink away before following after Skylar, wanting to talk to her even if she didn't want to. He got downstairs to see her laid out on her stomach on the bed and face buried in her pillow, looking a lot like him when he was asleep. He walked over and pushed Skylar a bit more to one side before laying down, deciding he would talk to Skylar in the morning.
The next morning Skylar woke to feel someone pressed against her back, frowning as with her habits of six years, she thought she must have found a partner for the night. She moved back a bit against the person behind her only to hear Dean's familiar groan, glancing over her shoulder to see him. She let out a little sigh before getting up silently and slipping out of the basement.
Skylar had been working on fixing up her Firebird out front when she heard the sound of someone else coming outside, glancing over and unsurprised to see Dean.
The moment Skylar had gotten up Dean woke up, since even the slightest shift in the bed could wake him. He had a cup of coffee before seeing Skylar was outside working on her Firebird. He walked down the front steps and over to her, offering a cup of coffee which she took with slight reluctance, knowing coffee was her enemy since she could easily get hyper from it.
"Why're you up? It's six in the morning. No one get's up this early." Dean stated as Skylar continued to work on buffing and polishing the paint of her baby. Much like her brother with his Impala, Skylar found her own car to be her pride and joy.
"I do." Skylar stated as she kept her eyes on the car, wanting to make sure that every inch was cleaned.
Just to make her mad, Dean leaned against the cleaner part of the car, watching the way Skylar's eye twitched before a second later a rabid raccoon appeared on his shoulder. "You wouldn't dare." Dean stated as the Raccoon stayed still for a second.
"Try me." Skylar said as she looked up, the mischief Trickster look in her eyes again.
Dean backed away from the car and the raccoon vanished, so instead he walked around so he was behind Skylar, seeing the tattoo on her shoulder-blade again and wondering if she had one of him. "Any other tattoo's?" Dean asked curiously as Skylar continued working on the car.
"Over my breast, but I'm not showing you that. It's an anti-possession tattoo." Skylar answered truthfully as Dean wondered if he and Sam should get those too, since it sounded very useful.
"Aw, don't want to show your big brother your tattoo? I've seen you butt naked before, remember." Dean cooed teasingly as he moved to Skylar's side a bit to try to catch her eye.
"Yeah, well I've changed since I was sixteen." Skylar stated as she bumped her hip against Dean's to try to get him to get out of her personal space. She wasn't too much of a fan of people being too close to her anymore.
I'll say. Dean looked over Skylar a bit more carefully. Skylar had definitely been hitting the gym since she left, since her arms and legs were built with muscle more, and she had a bit more of an hourglass shape to her body. And when did she get that bubble butt? God dammit why does he have to notice these things about his baby sister.
Skylar had been leaning over the hood to reach the Bird decal on the car when she felt a firm hand on her butt, instinct over being with so many men in the past few years making her move back a bit before she remembered where she was. "What're you doing?" Skylar questioned as she turned to chew out her brother, but he was long gone, only sign of him having been there the slam of the screen door.
When Skylar was done working on her car she went inside to see Sam working with Bobby and Ellen to try to figure out where all the demons that had been released might have gone. "Hey, have you seen Dean?" Sam asked as Skylar wiped her hands on an old rag, glancing towards the closed door to the bathroom.
"Try knocking on the bathroom door?" Skylar asked as she indicated the sound of running water, Sam rolling his eyes for not putting two and two together.
Skylar went back down into the basement after listening to the three talk for a bit, deciding to play builder as she created a created a new door near the bed, pushing it open to see a master bathroom with a jacuzzi tub and attendants with rather flirty smiles and plates of goodies. "Is your sister going with you?" Ellen questioned Sam as they finished discussing the new demons that had to be dealt with.
"We can only hope." Sam said with a shrug before seeing Dean leave the bathroom and before he had a chance to call his brother over the eldest Winchester went downstairs.
Skylar smirked as she popped the top of the whiskey bottle, catching the flying liquid quickly before one of the men in the jacuzzi tub with her took the bottle and poured her a glass, another handing her some chocolates. "Mm it's good to be a Trickster princess." Skylar commented with a grin before taking the glass of whiskey and drinking it with a grin, unaware of the fact that her older brother was in the basement now and saw the new door.
He knew for a fact that the door hadn't been there before, it was new. Probably another creation by Skylar, or Loki if he was nearby. Cautiously he pushed the door open a crack only to have his temper spark at the sight of his baby sister in a hot tub with other men.
"Ah, Dean. Care to join us." Skylar called as she saw her brother peaking in through the door, taking a sip of the whiskey as she felt a hand glide along her thigh. "You know, this is one of the many things I love about being a Trickster. It's a life full of pleasure when I want it to be." Skylar said with a grin before she saw the glare she was receiving from her brother.
"Why is it you still do this after six years?" Dean questioned as Skylar took another sip of the liquid fire.
"Because I'm a Trickster. They're not real, well they are but they're controlled by me. Not like having a real party where I poof up about two hundred kids for a Halloween bash and end up getting a whole college coming to take part." Skylar said with a shrug, that being one of the few times in the past six years that she had actually had fun.
Dean scowled before turning and leaving, slamming the door behind him.
"Ah, he'll be fine." Skylar said with a shrug before laughing at the way her creations were getting frisky, taking another swig of whiskey to try to enjoy herself even if it was still early to be drinking.
When Skylar was done with her bit of fun she went back upstairs, finding Sam, Bobby and Ellen in the kitchen. "Where have you been?" Bobby questioned before seeing the way Skylar's hair was all wet.
"Took a jacuzzi." Skylar said with a shrug before sitting down at the table. "So what we talking about?" Skylar asked curiously as she leaned forward on the table.
Dean pulled back into the salvage yard, glancing at the woman in the passenger seat for a second. Only a year left, so what the hell. Guess it's time to start living.
Skylar and Sam had both been discussing the plans for what they were going to do about all the released demons when Dean came through the front door with a random stranger, leading her to the basement. "What the fuck?" Skylar questioned as she turned to Sam for a reason about why Dean brought a non-hunter to Bobby's.
"I'm as clueless as you." Sam replied as he shut Skylar's journal, which she had shown to him, trying not to laugh at the last half of the journal. "So someone's been keeping their eye on us since we started hunting again." Sam commented as he pushed the journal back to Skylar.
"Shut up bitch." Skylar responded simply as she took a swig of the weak beer that Bobby had given them.
"Jerk." Sam replied simply before the sound of a woman's loud moan pierced came from the closed basement door, causing Sam to burst into laughter.
"Okay, that's disgusting." Skylar commented with a growl before standing up, taking her beer with her to go and sit on the front stoop like a redneck would.
Sam glanced towards Skylar before throwing a book at the basement door to try to shut Dean up a bit since Skylar wasn't exactly used to him bringing home random chicks like he was.
Skylar watched curiously as Gabriel appeared with a flourish of white smoke and doves. "Really, trying to impress someone?" Skylar asked curiously before taking another swig of her beer. "You remember my brothers think you're dead, right?" Skylar asked as the man took a seat beside her on the stoop.
"So that means I can't come see you? Maybe I should kidnap you then." Gabriel said with a devious grin before Skylar created a lollipop and shoved it in the sugar addicts mouth.
"Then what brings you here?" Skylar asked as she leaned back, finishing her beer off as she tried to ignore the distant sounds of the loud woman in the house.
"What are they doing in there? Having an orgy?" Gabriel questioned with a teasing grin at Skylar who only shoved him away in response. "I wanted to see if someone was up for a bit of Trickster antics." Gabriel said with a smirk before watching the way Skylar dawned her devious grin.
"Alright, I've got my first prank already thought up." Skylar said with a devious grin only a Trickster could dawn.
Dean was in the middle of admiring the pleasurable side of life when the woman beneath him suddenly changed, instead of being a woman, becoming a man. Dean yelped in horror and flew off the bed, smacking into the wall as the sound of Trickster laughter reverberated around the basement. "THEOPHILIA!" Dean roared out angrily before the man on his bed vanished, making Dean wish he could just scrub his eyes from how Skylar had done something so evil.
"I liked that one. It was a nice change to the torture of random strangers." Gabriel commented through his own laughter, Skylar sitting a few feet away basically in tears from her own laughter. The moment she heard Dean's roar of rage Gabriel had teleported both of them across the salvage yard to the creek that had once flowed with plenty water, but was now more of a trickle.
"I...I think that one would even...put my father to shame." Skylar commented through her laughter before she heard the screen door of the house basically be thrown off its hinges, knowing Dean was coming.
"I think it's about time you and I retreat to somewhere farther from here." Gabriel warned as Skylar held up a hand as a way of saying wait for it.
"3...2...1." Skylar counted down before the sound of Dean's startled, for once girly, cry sounded out about half way through the salvage yard,
"My car!" Dean's voice rung out as Skylar burst into another round of laughter, Gabriel joining her.
"Pink car with purple hearts, that one is my favorite." Skylar said through her laughter before trying to stand up, but falling back over as the laughter continued.
"So...what's next then?" Gabriel asked after letting Skylar calm down a bit, then becoming aware of the furious man approaching them.
"Let's go to a bar. I wanna have fun. Last time we were at a bar together we got jumped, remember." Skylar said before smirking as Dean came into view in nothing but a pair of boxers. "Uh, yeah, let's make that a pronto teleport." Skylar said before Dean's eyes rested on the Trickster that he and Sam thought dead.
"You! You changed my date mid-sex into a guy!" Dean growled as he went after Gabriel, only for Skylar to intervene.
"Uh, no. That's my handiwork, thank you very much. So was the car. Enjoy repainting that. We're going out for a bit." Skylar said before walking over to the smirking man who took her hand and twirled her into his arms. "Let's go, bud." Skylar said before the pair vanished into thin air.
Dean watched as the two vanished, Gabriel deciding to enrage the eldest Winchester sibling by giving a puff of pink smoke, doves and floating hearts.
"Uh, when did he repaint the Impala?" Sam asked as he turned to Bobby, who was laughing at the sight of the pink Impala with purple heart decals.
"I like it, matches those boxers that are on the steps of the basement." Ellen stated before Bobby's laughter increased to the point of falling over.
When Dean got back to the house he ignored everything that Bobby, Sam and Ellen were saying to him, since most of what they were saying was just teasing about running outside in a pair of boxers, sleeping with a man or the fact that his car was painted pink.
Skylar smirked as she watched Gabriel dance with a few of the women in the bar. They had been at the bar for about five hours already, and so far he had gotten a handful of women coming up to him, and she had gotten about three men, all of which where extremely rude.
Skylar looked up when a man sat down opposite her. Ah finally, someone to her liking. Piercing green eyes, spiky dark hair, muscular. He would do nicely. "Hey, saw you were alone and thought you might use some company." The man said as Skylar gave her sweetest, most seductive smile to the man.
Dean had literally tried to scrub his skin raw after Skylar's little trick on him, the man having left in horror after what had happened. After about four hours in the shower Dean finally came out, still shuddering and feeling like his body had been violated beyond anything. He looked out the window and sighed, his Impala back to its normal black color. At least one thing was better.
It was about then that the Firebird pulled up with three figures sitting inside, two very naughty Trickster's and an unknown man. Skylar kicked Gabriel out of the car and hopped into the backseat with her chosen mate for the night.
"Oh no, this isn't over yet." Dean growled as he watched his baby sister kiss her way down the man's chest, gagging since he didn't want to watch Theo do it in the back seat of the Firebird with a complete stranger. Instead he set off to plot his revenge.
Skylar groaned as she straddled the man's hips, tying her hair back with a pin to keep it out of her eyes as she worked, letting the man's hands roam since all clothes had since been thrown to the front seat. The two were about to begin before the sound of something being thrown onto the hood of the Firebird caught their attention. "Oh what now?" Skylar questioned before getting off of the man, grabbing his shirt since it was longer before getting out to see what was going on.
Dean smirked as he sat on the hood of the Firebird, finishing coating Skylar's cell in super glue. Skylar crawled out of the car in nothing but a long shirt that barely reached the bottom of her butt and Dean froze, having not thought she would get that far so fast. "Phone for you, little sister." Dean stated before he even knew he was speaking, holding the phone out carefully, making sure not to touch the glue.
Skylar glared at Dean for the interruption. "Cant you see that we're busy here?" Skylar questioned as she indicated the car, knowing that even though she had put a cover up on the windshield he should be able to tell why she was only in another man's shirt.
Dean tried to keep his eyes on Skylar's instead of letting them wander to lower regions. "Says they need your help with a Vetala." Dean lied as Skylar narrowed her eyes at the request, scanning her brother since he was surprisingly not angry about earlier.
"Did you ask for a name?" Skylar questioned carefully, pulling the shirt down a bit on her as a breeze caught her bare skin.
"Nah, they said it was important. If you don't want a hunt, I'll take it then." Dean stated as he hopped off the hood, adjusting himself a bit due to an unfortunate stirring in his nether regions that he despised more than anything.
"Alright, and next time use clear glue, amateur. Now if you'll excuse us, some of us actually enjoy fucking men, and don't whine about it when they do." Skylar said before climbing back into the car, narrowly avoiding being hit by the thrown cell phone since Skylar had sparked her brother's temper over the comment. "Don't worry, we won't get loud." Skylar called before the door closed and the locks went down.
Dean frowned as he walked back into the house, plopping down on the couch since his baby sister probably wasn't going to come out of the car until the deed was done now.
When Skylar was done she quickly got dressed, never one for cuddling or anything sweet after what they had done. It was just sex after all, nothing about it was intimate or romantic. Once the man was out, Gabriel poofed him back to the bar. "So, have fun?" Gabriel asked with a smirk as he sat on the hood of the Firebird until Skylar pushed him off.
"Eh, could have been bigger downstairs." Skylar answered truthfully before heading towards the house, wanting to get a beer.
Dean looked up when Skylar came inside, grimacing at the vicious red mark on her neck. He watched as she went to the fridge and grabbed the first beer she saw, chugging it the moment she opened it before gagging and spitting half of it out into the sink. "What's wrong?" Dean asked casually from the couch, having been stretched out and doing some "reading" with Sam's laptop.
Skylar hung her head under the tap and rinsed her mouth out of the foul taste. "You ass! You don't mess with a girl's alcohol!" Skylar growled as she turned to see Dean now smirking cockily at her, not bothering to get up.
"So you didn't like the taste of piss and holy water?" Dean asked before Skylar threw the closest cup at him.
"You should know better than to mess with a Trickster who has two more Trickster's at hand to help her." Skylar warned as Dean rolled his eyes at the threat.
"Uh huh, okay. Oh and you know I'm going to question you about why you know the guy that tortured Sam and I a while back." Dean stated as Skylar laughed at the mention.
"He's...a friend." Skylar said with a shrug, leaving it to that before getting a new beer and going downstairs.
The day turned to night not much later and Dean stumbled his way down the stairs to the basement to get Skylar to come up for dinner, finding her stretched out on the bed. "You gonna keep pouting in the dark, or come up for dinner?" Dean asked as he stayed by the stairs, then taking note of the women in the doorway to the new bathroom.
"Nah, just having a bit of fun down here." Skylar said before the women came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, Skylar moving to sit beside her. "You know, Trickster's really do enjoy the sweets of life." Skylar said as she pulled a chocolate covered cherry off of a nearby plate, placing it to the woman's lips.
Dean's jaw dropped and his jean's tightened when he saw what had gone on down in the basement. A gorgeous blond, which he could only guess was a creation, and his Theo, sitting down there enjoying the sweets of life. He knew what the deeper meaning was behind her words, and god was he hoping he could enjoy the sweets of life in the year he had to live.
"Are you just going to stand there and stare, or are you going to come over here?" The woman asked and never being the kind to turn down a sexy women, Dean obeyed.
"So, why did Dean go downstairs to look for you?" Sam asked as Skylar sat on the couch, gorging herself on Bobby's food.
"Because there's a women down there I made, and myself, and he's going to get an ass whooping for pissing in my beer." Skylar stated through a mouthful as Sam sighed at how his siblings had such a rivalry with one another.
Dean quickly made his way up the stairs to go to his car and get a few things, booking it for the door. "Hey Sam, hey Theo." Dean greeted absent-mindedly, only one thing on his mind.
"Did he really just not see you?" Sam questioned to make sure he had seen things clearly.
"Yep." Skylar said with a shrug before chugging her beer, trying not to smirk.
Dean smiled like a teen when he had the box of condoms before going back inside. "Bye Sam, bye Theo." Dean stated before halting mid step, turning to see the two sitting in the living room.
"Something on your mind, magnus frater?" Skylar asked curiously with a cocky, I got you again, smirk on her lips. "Perhaps, the idea of fucking a mindless drone?" Skylar questioned before Dean threw the box at his sister.
"That's just evil! You're gonna give me..." Dean shut his jaw with an audible click before he could finish his sentence.
"Blue balls? That's the point bud. Don't piss in my beer next time." Skylar said before picking up the box that had been thrown at her. "And really? Extra large? Trying to make yourself seem bigger for the ladies?" Skylar asked with a mocking smirk that could be matched to her own fathers as Sam quickly went outside to hide his laughter over the way the two were acting.
"No, I actually need that kind, thank you very much." Dean growled before walking over and taking the box back.
"Oh yeah, I doubt that." Skylar said with a scoff before flicking her wrist, a large flat screen TV appearing on the wall opposite her playing Lion King 2, which Dean rolled his eyes at since his sister could be so immature.
"Why do you care about my size? What, interested in incest?" Dean questioned with a mocking smirk at Skylar before she threw her empty beer bottle at his head, barely missing.
"First off, we're not blood related. Second, I could care less about what you've got beneath those jeans. Third, Eww! I think I'm going to go throw up my dinner!" Skylar growled before getting up and running into the bathroom, unaware of the extremely insulted and hurt look on Dean's face.
"So, how long do you think it will be before they try and have a one night stand?" Gabriel questioned Loki as they watched the scene from the window, smirking as he dodged a swing from the Trickster god.
"That's my daughter in there!" Loki snapped at the trickster wannabe.
"Oh come on, it's obvious that he's lusting after your daughter! He ran to get condoms to do it with her creations." Gabriel stated before yelping as Loki went after him, using all his powers on the deviant archangel.
Around midnight Skylar finally went downstairs, creating a TV across from the bed to finish watching movies since she wanted to lay down. "Move over, sore loser." Skylar said as she tried to get Dean to move to his side of the bed.
"Go sleep on the couch, bed's taken." Dean growled as he held his ground, unwilling to give in to the Trickster.
Skylar looked over Dean carefully, aware that she had been a bit mean during the day for having just came back into Dean's life after seven years. She sighed before turning and leaving with as little noise as possible.
Dean was surprised when he didn't hear Skylar talk back to him, sitting up and looking around to see Skylar was gone.
Skylar conjured up a hammock out front of the house, climbing into it silently and staring up at the stars silently. Last time she had done something like this was with Sam and Dean when they were on a hunting trip with John.
They had all changed far too much in the years since they had done hunting trips with John.
Skylar wished that she could change, sometimes actually wishing she weren't a part Trickster since it seemed to always bring trouble with her family. If anything, she abused her powers.
Not only that, but she always seemed to upset her older brother. After not speaking to one another for seven years, it seemed they were back in the routine of hating each other.
God, Skylar really wished she hadn't even came back sometimes. Maybe things would be easier.
Ah the two are back to normal life. Unfortunate in some ways. Well, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter as much as I do writing them for you. The next chapter will be out ASAP, and of course the same rules for enough reviews and a second chapter in the same day apply. Thanks for reading, now please go review!
