A/N: Just a couple more finals to go. I think I failed the ones I took today; I guessed too many times. ;-;

And thanks for the reviewing, guys. Now I have more reviews than I do chapters. For now. :D

We're finally wrapping up Woodfall Temple. I've milked it for what it's worth and it's finally time to GTFO.

Warning: Death and devouring. Not too big on the details, but just FYI.

Chapter Ten: Skullie and Guy

"About time," I say when Darmani finally succeeds in breaking the chains. I didn't know they were that strong for such thin pieces of metal. Stupid magic chains.

"Yeah...you're welcome...shrimp," Darmani pants. From snapping a few chains. There's no way those things could have tired him out like that, but I don't really feel like trying to break them myself. I have a temple to escape.

Lulu calls, "First!" and sprints to the door. We all run after her, not really wanting to take the chance at being locked in the room all over again. Except Darmani, who is slowly trudging after us. If we weren't to intent on escaping, I would stay behind to laugh at his state.

As soon as he drags his butt through the door, it slams shut. I can't tell if it's locked again or not, but it doesn't really matter. We're in a large, unfamiliar room. Other than the one with the giant wooden flower, this room looks important. It's just the feel of it, like how you can tell something is important without really knowing anything about it. The room is almost completely empty, except for the two towers in the middle, side by side, with two pillars in between them. What their purpose is, I don't know. Who cares?

Along the wall to our direct left and right are a bunch of small alcoves. They're completely empty. The entire bottom of the room is covered in another freaking layer of water. Water, water, water, why so much water? This room just gets more and more pointless as we go along, doesn't it? Across from us, much higher up, is a large alcove, with a giant stone staircase leading to it. Now there's something that looks like it would hold a door. An important door. The damn exit, that's what!

I feel like I'm about to float dreamily up the stairs, so giddy with excitement at finally leaving this stupid place—

"Hey," I hear Zelda call from...wait. How the hell did she get on top of that tower? "You finally decided to come in. Welcome, you assholes!"

"Why are we assholes? You're the one who ran off with the food," Lulu huffs.

"Because," comes Link's voice from somewhere I can't see, "you locked us in here. Hey, Zelda, would you mind helping me up? My foot's stuck." Zelda grumble-grumbles and turns around to, apparently, help Link get to the top.

"We didn't lock you in here," Romani says, "the door locked itself. We had Darmani break us in, so you're welcome."

"Stupid door," Zelda growls, still trying to help Link up. "Link, if you don't stop being so heavy, we're both going to fall and split our heads open on the path. Use your muscles, come on! Pull!"

The key, the key! Finally; an end can be put to this blasphemous nonsense.

Prepare, my children, for the most satisfying victory feast you could ever imagine...

"Those are some long stairs," Mikau says, practically looking straight up at the ceiling. What an exaggerator. It couldn't be higher than four, five stories.

Romani rolls her eyes. "At least it's pretty straightforward. Let's just get moving." She starts to climb the stairs. "We're so close the the exit I can almost smell the fresh air." She actually takes a deep breath, closing her eyes and most likely imagining a beautiful meadow with colorful flowers and cloudless skies and all that junk; in reality, she gags at the swampy-stench she just inhaled. Such an intelligent girl.

Link and Zelda, who decided to come down after failing to pull Link all the way up, are next up the stairs. Link's holding some shiny rock that Zelda keeps trying to take from him. It's...well, shiny, but other than that it doesn't look like it would be worth anything. Too bad Zelda doesn't get her own treasure to possibly sell at an absurdly high price.

Now we're all on the stairs, trudging slowly up the endless flight, almost moaning with every step. It's not very high up, but it's still seriously steep. One step is practically four feet higher than the last step, and I won't even bat an eyelash if Darmani were to suddenly fall over and tumble down the stairs. In fact, I'm predicting it will happen.

Right then, Romani screams like a rat just crawled out of her butt. We all jump a few thousand miles and—HA!—Darmani falls backwards and rolls down the staircase. Only he grabs onto one of the stairs before he can get too far down. Damn. It would be amazing if he hit the ground and made a crater, heh.

Oh wait. The scream, right. I gotcha.

So, the scream. I jump the last few stairs to where Romani is still standing even though something clearly bad is going on, and it's not pretty. In fact, it's downright evil and should be burned down as soon as possible.

Lots and lots of web. So much that if there weren't a small tunnel leading to a large locked door, we wouldn't be able to see through it.

But I can see, somewhere in the middle, three large balls of...web. Well, duh, it's all web, but what are those balls? (I would giggle, but I'm a bit busy being disgusted right now.) Captured animals? Captured humans?

I think I'm going to vomit. All over—oh look, Sheik's standing next to me. Perfect. I lean towards him and I feel the bile racing up my throat at breakneck speed, ready to gush all over—

Nah, I'm not that sick. (Punny!) If I do throw up, it's going to be over the edge of the stairs like a civilized child.

At the end of the tunnel, right in front of the door, our favorite friend in the whole world suddenly drops down from the somewhat low ceiling: the Skulltula. Dun-dun-dunnnn!

Shit, we're about to become breakfast.

Romani screams again. Lulu and Mikau embrace, joining in on the screaming. I can't decide between hiding behind Sheik or Link, so I just stand still. If you remain still, the enemy cannot see you. I don't know how spiders' eyes work, but this is a universal law. It has to be, or I'm done.

Darmani's hand suddenly appears on the last stair, and Aveil pushes him back. "No, change of plans. We're not going this way."

"What?" he wails. "I just spent forever climbing this damn—"

The Skulltula roars.

Ouch, it hurt my hears just a bit.

Spiders can roar?

I'm too shocked to really run, and I guess everyone else is too. Adrenaline has failed us. Thanks a lot.

Skullie (What? Why not?) takes a step forward. It's weird calling it a step, just because it can take eight individual steps. But a step is a step.

Nobody moves.

Skullie takes another step forward. How do spiders move their legs like that?

We still don't move. Come on, brain, kick into gear! This is a life-or-death situation, so gimme the energy I need to help me sprint like hell!

Skullie stops and, focusing her red eyes on us (Well, it has to be the mother, so girl it is.), opens her mouth—fangs, really—and begins to speak.

"Odolwa has forbidden me from opening the door, so one of you will have to do it. I have the key here. Cooperate, or my children will feed on you instead."

"Clickclickclick clickityclickclick. Clickyclick clickityclickity clicky."

...

What are we supposed to say to that?

"Did you get that?" Sheik whispers to no one in particular.

"Not really," I say.

"Nope," says Link.

"Uh-uh."

"No."

Sheik sighs. "So what do we say?"

A long silence stretches between us. What Skullie is thinking, well. It can't be good. I'm trying to decide who to sacrifice first. If we throw Darmani forward, it'll take a long time for Skullie to eat him, providing maximum escape time...

"Click!" goes Skullie. We just stare. She's starting to look frustrated. "Click. Clicky!"

This is...awkward. Or strange. Yeah, it's definitely strange.

"Do you not understand our tongue? Humans are not the all-knowing species they claim themselves to be..."

"Clickclick." Skullie reaches behind her and pulls out a key.

More specifically, Aveil's key. She's naturally the first one to respond.

"Hey!" she cries, checking herself for her missing key. She pats all around her jacket, pants, and bag. Nothing. She narrows her eyes at Skullie. I'm hoping she won't take it as a challenge, since giant spiders do have the upper hand. "How did you get that?"

"Click."

"I don't know what you're saying," Aveil roars. "Give me my key!"

Skullie shakes her head: No.

Aveil's shocked and out-of-this-world expression makes me want to crack up. I keep a straight face, since laughing at a time like this would draw unwanted attention.

"So you can understand me?" she says. "That's hardly fair."

"Clickityclick," Skullie says, waving the key around. "Click."

"What about it?" Aveil sneers. She takes a step forward. Red light, alarm, danger zone, bad move!

"Clicky." She waves the key around again.

Aveil nods very subtly. "Key."

Skullie turns around and points to the door, still waving the key. The door has a large, golden, almost show-offy lock.

"Okay," Aveil says slowly. "The key opens that door. So what?"

Skullie points to her. Or use. It's hard to tell exactly who.

"What about us?" Darmani whispers, still sitting on the stairs.

"Something about the key, that locked door, and us," Romani says.

Now Skullie's doing it in three fluid motions. Key, door, us. Key, door, us. Key, door, us...

Mikau gasps. "It wants us to unlock the door!"

"How can you tell?" Romani asks, swiveling her body around to face him.

He blinks a couple of times and gulps ever so quietly. "Um, it's kind of obvious." He points to where Skullie is. Romani rolls her eyes, mumbling, "Obvious," and looks at Skullie.

Who's banging on the door with the key.

"Oh," she says. "That's settled, then." We all know what comes next, even if nobody will say it.

Who gets to unlock the door?

"Well," Aveil says, "I found the key, so I guess I'll do it."

"Congratulations," Mikau says, quickly backing away.

"Yeah," Sheik says, grabbing Link and I and backing us away also. "Have fun with that." Pretty soon we're all standing right next to the top of the stairs. Aveil shifts from foot to foot nervously.

She says, "You know what? I changed my mind." She walks as fast as she can over to us. "I think we should vote on who does it."

"Zelda," I say immediately. It may sound to you like I'm trying to get her killed, but no. I don't like death. I'm just trying to scare her, is all. Life's no fun without a good scare, am I right?

"Ha," she says, rolling her eyes. "I think not."

"I think you should. You're the one who stole the food."

"And you're saying death would even out my karma?"

"Who said anything about death?"

"She's a fucking huge spider! And she wants us to walk right up to her!"

"So it really wants us to open the door, or it just su—wait, her?"

"Yeah. Her."

"But how do you know it's a her?"

"This is her nest, duh. And because girl spiders are like, insanely more evil than males. They bite their heads off once their eggs are laid."

"How do you know this?"

"I saw it on TV once. Except it was a small, regular spide—"

A long string of thick web shoots past me out of nowhere and loops around Zelda's wrist. Congratulations, Zelda, on being our willingly selected volunteer.

Wait—NO!

OH HOLY HELL I'M GOING TO DIE!

"No," I scream hysterically, over and over again. "No no no no no no no NO! Let go!" But no, I'm being pulled closer and closer to Skullie's butt. Gross.

Oh shit, I'm going to have my blood and guts slowly sucked out of me! What happened to my desire to die peacefully in my sleep at the age of ninety-two? Come on now, what did I do to deserve this shit?

"Oh crap!" I hear Sheik cry behind me. "Zelda! Fuck! Someone grab her!" Aw, he doesn't hate me? That's so sweet. He was distracting me, however, so it's completely his fault that I'm being dragged to my death.

I turn around as much as I can only to shriek, "Are you just going to stand there, you useless child? HELP! WHY ARE YOU JUST STARING? GAAAAAAAAHH!"

Unlike Sheik, Link—bless his soul—actually jumps a little bit like he was distracted and starts to run towards me. I appreciate the effort, now if only someone more capable of destroying a giant bug would come to my rescue.

Hello, Darmani. This means you.

By the time Link catches up to me, I'm already at the hands—feet, legs; creepy, scratchy, spindly legs...—of Skullie. Her eyes bore into mine for one full second and Link crashes into me, knocking my face into Skullie's...chest? What's the body part below a spider's head called? Not the abdomen, but in between there and the head...

Anyways. He crashes into me and my head thwacks into her...chest. It feels weird calling it a chest. Whatever. Skullie clicks angrily and glares red laser eye beams at Link, who's about to come to his senses and run away like a little girl. Not that I'm against the idea of running away, but if he doesn't rescue me first, then he's a stupid useless excuse for a human being.

So Skullie takes this opportunity to stretch out one of her ridiculously long legs and snag Link around the waste, jerking him towards her. She spins us around and hurls us towards the door. I skin my knee in the process and tear a hole in my pants. Thanks a lot, Skullie.

Wait, why am I complaining again? I'm still not dead.

"Clickclickclick clicky." Skullie points to the door with three legs, as if we need the extra emphasis.

It looks like we're not on the menu for now. "All right, fine," I mumble, getting up. "Come on, Link. Stand." He does so, hesitantly, like a sudden movement will provoke Skullie into lunging at us. She does no such thing and he calms down a little bit.

"Why hasn't it eaten us yet?" he whispers, walking with me to the door.

"She wants the door open. So don't piss her off."

"Who's to say she won't eat us when we've opened it?" he says, smoothly transitioning from the use of "it" to "she."

"Touché." The key suddenly lands next to Link with a dull clang. There isn't a scratch anywhere on its jewel. That usually means its worth a lot. Or it's just some tough shiny rock. But if it's some insanely rare and priceless gem, I get fifty percent for doing Skullie's dirty work.

That reminds me. "Link, where's that thing I asked you to get for me?" I bend over to pick up the key; it weighs a freaking ton. How Aveil carried this everywhere without complaining, I'll have to ask her.

"I dropped it."

"You what? Why?"

"Because a Skulltula fell from the ceiling."

I rolled my eyes at that. Such a pathetic excuse, but what can you do? Skullie's massive body is blocking the hallway, dashing any hopes of escape. Too late to try and find my shiny thing.

Trembling ever so slightly, I lift the key up to the lock. Link automatically helps me. I hate that he assumes that I can't do it on my own, but at the same time I appreciate his help. Together we shove it in there real good (Still not an appropriate time to giggle.) and turn.

The lock, chain, and the key all disappear. Not even with a poof. They all just shrink and vanish, like some retarded magic trick.

I'm so sorry Aveil. I'll get you another key, I swear.

The larger-than-average door opens up by itself. It's pretty fast for an enormous slab of stone rubbing against stone walls. Inside is a dark, circular room with absolutely nothing in it except a few things lined up around the room. Balls? This is what Skullie wanted? Access to an almost uselessly empty room?

I'm serious. From here I could see three balls, evenly spaced apart on a pile of leaves. Blue balls. I'm really not trying to be inappropriately funny. What the hell?

Lucky for me, I'll get to examine them up close since Skullie shoves Link and I into the room without so much as a warning click.

The door slams shut.

You know, I totally expected something to go wrong, so I don't even bother looking back at the door. A useless waste of energy.

"If things didn't already look bad enough," Link mumbles, picking himself up. He offers me a hand. Again with the assumptions, but still. I take his hand and we're both standing, surveying our surroundings. Or just glancing around the large-yet-small room. That's all I can say to describe it, honestly. It isn't that big, maybe the size of your average basement—and when I say basement, I mean the entire bottom floor. For those of you who have a den and a laundry room that you refer to as the "basement," no. I'm talking both of those rooms. See, it's bigger, but not that much. Unless you're insanely wealthy. In that case, ignore me.

The ceiling, however, can't be seen. The walls just stretch upwards forever. Seemingly.

"Why are we in here again?" Link asks, staring at one of the balls.

"Balls!" I exclaim. I didn't actually intend to say it out loud, but whatever. Ignoring Link's, "Excuse me?" I jog over to one of the things.

Yup. It's a blue ball. With leaves. I poke it very slightly, remembering the stupid Baba. The ball doesn't move. It actually feels hard and cold. (Shut up.)

I poke it again. It still doesn't move. Poke. Poke. Poke, poke. Still nothing. I guess that means it's safe.

I pick it up. There's a subtle snap. Probably from the root or whatever was connecting it to the ground. The ball begins to smoke and glow red. If I've learned anything since my encounter with the Baba, it's that if a plant acts very un-plantlike then you should immediately get away from it. I toss the thing behind me without even looking.

From the sound of Link's cry of, "Shit!" I just threw something potentially dangerous at him.

And dangerous it is. The thing lands against the big door and goes out with a bang. Literally. Like a damn bomb.

As soon as the smoke clears, I see that the door is unmarked. Well. At least we know that we won't be getting out anytime soon.

"Sorry," I say sheepishly. He glares at me like I should have known better. "Don't look at me like that. Consider this payback."

"For the Baba? Are you still going on about that?" He rolls his eyes. "Let it go already."

"I think this makes us even, what do you say?"

"I say, don't touch any of those things again."

"Maybe if we got a whole bunch of them going at once, we could blast the door. One flower bomb didn't really do anything, but I'm be—"

BAM!

An extremely tall, colorful man lands on his feet in the middle of the room, directly between Link and I. We back away against the wall to make room for the guy, since his sword could probably slice my head off even though I'm a good twenty feet away.

If this guy isn't the most random person to walk the planet, then I seriously don't know anything anymore. I mean, just looking at him screamed, "WTF?" He looks like he's been painted so many times, I can't even tell which one is his skin color. Actually, I can't even tel if he's wearing any clothes. Well, he's obviously wearing underpants because his dick isn't flopping around.

How do I know it's a guy? Because he looks like one. I'm not into guessing games, so he's a boy. End of discussion.

He's at least nine feet tall, and wearing some freaky helmet-mask thing with rainbow feathers that completely hides his face. (I wonder which one is scarier?) The mask has two eye holes and a mouth, probably for letting him speak clearly. It's set in a scowl. Not very positive.

He's also carrying a colorful shield as colorful as himself. And the sword, this long, wicked blade that would be as tall as himself if stood upright. It has "death" written all over the damn thing, specifically "Zelda and Link's Death."

Oh, and he's wearing blue dangly earrings. It doesn't look good on him. Throws off the whole demented jungle-theme thing he's trying to pull off.

He swings the sword around and begins to chant: "Eegah foot! Eegah foot! Eegah foot!" His voice echoes in a seriously frightening way, nothing like an ordinary echo. Probably the mask, making his voice sound that way.

But what does it matter? He's saying something about his foot, for gods' sake.

"What's he saying?" Link calls to me, his eyes widening in panic at the freak of nature. (Ha, a pun and an insult all in one. And a rhyme! I so rock.)

"I think he has a rash on his foot," I call back. Maybe eegah is a foreign fatal foot rash that would claim his life sometime in the next ten seconds. Please?

The Skulltula hasn't taken its—her, whatever—eyes off us since it—ugh, she—shoved Link and Zelda through the door. It didn't even move when Aveil threw her fit about her key disappearing like that.

I really want to see what'll happen if one of us moves, but that could cost us our lives. Still, the temptation is too great. Someone has to move. And I guess it's going to be me.

I let out the breath I've been holding and take a step forward. Breaths hitch in, and someone squeaks. The Skulltula focuses on me but doesn't move.

I take another step forward.

The Skulltula points at me, then points to her mouth, clicking furiously.

Yeah, I get the message. I move backwards to where I was originally standing. Lulu mumbles, "Idiot."

If Zelda and Link get out of here without us, I'll annihilate this stupid bug. Or I'll haunt Zelda for the rest of her life.

Yeah, I like that one better.

"What do we do what do we do what do we do?" Link shrieks. We're running side by side from the stupid guy with the giant death sword. He's chasing us in a huge circle, but it's not like he's trying to kill us. That doesn't mean I'm going to stop and introduce myself, so the only other thing to do is keep running.

"Maybe he'll get tired if we keep running," I pant. I'm starting to get tired myself. This guy isn't even running, with those long legs of his. More like striding.

The three of us run around the room four more times before I grown with frustration. "I'm not spending the rest of my life doing this!" I shove Link to the left and I dive to the right, towards the wall. The Guy (His nickname, I guess.) immediately turns to his left and slashes his sword at Link, but he rolls to the side and dodges the sword, which strikes the stone floor with an annoyingly loud clang. Link runs to the other side of the room and Guy looks between us, as if unsure of who to skewer first. So he does what any man (Man? Thing?) would do in this situation: he starts to dance.

I mean, of all things.

He also has a new chant to go along with the dance. "Footi madari! Footi madari!" At his command, five enormous green bugs drop from the endless ceiling.

Not enormous like a Skulltula, but hey. They're bugs. Any size is too big. I can't even tell what they are, except that they have a lot of legs and they look hungry for human flesh.

"As if we weren't already fucked!" I scream. Three of the bugs scuttle towards Link while I get three of my very own hot on my tail. I don't have time for this crap, so I run over to Link while Guy continues his dumb little dance.

"Do me a favor?" I ask, standing next to him as we're backed into the wall while the bugs start to surround us.

"As long as it's easy," he says evenly.

"Take care of the bugs and I'll distract him." I motion towards Guy. He's still dancing. What an odd cookie.

"Gotcha." He pushes himself off the wall and lands on top of one of the bugs with both feet. One squeamish squeal and sickening crunch later, the bug's remains disappear. Just like the key and lock. What is it with disappearing around here?

"Keep doing that," I say, running towards Guy. He stops his dance and chanting to focus on me. As soon as I get near him, he raises his sword and prepares to slice me in half. I jump backwards, faking him out, and the sword hits the ground instead. He lifts to strike again, but this time I run right past him. Clang! The sword meets the floor again.

Yeah. Eventually he'll catch on to my simple plan and I'll be dead.

"Hey, you freak!" I call. "Is that all you got? My grandma could take you down in two seconds flat with her bare hands!" Does he even know what I'm saying?

I don't think he does. He obviously doesn't like me yelling at him, because he starts to dance again, chanting, "Footi madari!" Oh shit, like we need more of those bugs? They're easy to take care of, from what little effort Link had to use to kill them, but still. "Footi madari! Footi m—"

"Shut up!" Link shouts, and throws something at Guy. A flower bomb! Yes! It smacks Guy full-on in the face and explodes. KABOOM, baby! I don't even waste any time to think. I race over to another bomb, pick it up, and hurl it at Guy, who's clutching his face in pain, his sword and shield laying on the ground. Forgotten. I don't even bother trying to go for it; probably way too heavy.

Link mirrors me and one by one, we pick every single flower bomb in the room and throw them one by one by one at Guy. He doesn't get any breaks in between, the explosions come one directly after the other. Seven bombs later and Guy slumps to the ground, unconscious. Then his sword and shield disappears, so I change my mind. He's dead.

At least I hope he is.

The big stone door opens, and now I'm sure he's dead.

The Skulltula races into the room as soon as it opens, and we follow close behind. Figuratively, considering I don't really want to get close to the thing.

I go straight for Zelda, jumping and practically pouncing on her. She's family and I was worried about her, okay? She hugs me back and I'm surprised she doesn't fall over, considering I practically tackled her.

"Thanks for worrying," she says, but then rudely shoves me to the ground. "Next time, try to be more useful."

I mentally take my hug back. "You okay Link?" I ask, standing up and brushing dirt off my butt.

"Yeah," he says. "We took care of that guy." He jerks his thumb to an extremely colorful lump of...person. A very tall person that looks very dead.

"You what?" Romani says, looking at the guy with fascination and pity.

"He tried to kill us, so we completely destroyed him," Link says a bit smugly. He and Zelda high five, one high and one low. What a team.

"But what is he?" Lulu asks, hiding behind Mikau. As if it would do her any good in a dangerous situation, to be honest. "He looks like a demented tiki pole thing—oh shit! Eeeeeeeww!"

Ah crap, what now?

We all turn to what Lulu's ewwing at, and I don't know what everyone else is looking at, but I see hundreds, if not thousands, of tiny spiders scuttling through the doorway. It's not really eww-worthy. Baby spiders are actually kinda cute, to be honest. When you see them on TV, trying to leave their web and stuff. That's when they're cute.

But here, in real life, it's still not eww. It's fascinating. They look like a tiny army off to war.

They all head for the Skulltula, who's observing the rainbow guy with...greed. Hunger. Some negative, but satisfying, emotion. You can see it in the way her eyes are lit up.

Then she begins to eat. The rainbow guy. The babies swarm him too, crawling into his face mask, through the eye holes and the mouth and I'm betting his ears, too.

The girls and Mikau scream. Darmani, Link and I just look away, gagging.

It does nothing to drown out the crunching and slurping and sounds of obvious joy the spiders are expressing with their meal.

The big Skulltula suddenly looks up, as if remembering us. Her mouth is covered in bits of flesh and what looks like intestines. Okay, ew. She points to the middle of the room, near the body, and a large blue circle of light appears. Then she goes back to her meal, tearing out the guy's stomach. Or liver. I don't know and I don't want to know.

"So what now?" Zelda shouts. I don't know who she's talking to, but the Skulltula lifts a leg and points to the light again, not even glancing at us.

The light. What? It's the exit?

"Get me out of here!" Lulu cries, and she zooms towards the light. I chase after her, in case the light disappears. I'm not missing my possibly only chance at freedom. Soon we're all standing in the light, and nothing is happening. Except the sounds of enjoyment the Skulltula makes when she succeeds in tearing out another organ.

But then we all begin to float off the ground, the blue light shining brighter and brighter. The beams coming from the ground turn into a solid-looking pillar of pure light, and it's too bright to see anything.

Please tell me we didn't just walk directly into our deaths.

A/N: Totally obvious The Nightmare Before Christmas quote.

Some things: Yes, I know it's actually called a bomb flower. Zelda doesn't. And I don't know exactly how many bombs are in the room. Didn't feel like counting. Sorry if the Odolwa fight was too short/non-detailed. Most people can beat him like, within a minute, and I didn't feel the need to drag out the battle like I dragged out the temple exploration.

That's that, I guess. I won't even be able to touch a computer until the fourth of July. So, I'll probably spend that week writing the next chapter and I'll update the following weekend, if I have time.

Enjoy the summer, merry future Fourth of July, and embrace your inner laziness while I spend the rest of the week fighting off headaches and cursing the unbearably annoying heat, during which tiny insignificant bugs will swarm around my sweat-soaked face.

Read: Camping. I hate camping. But I'll be with my amazing relatives, so it won't be a total hellhole. Plus I'll be spending the following week living it up at their large comfortable houses. Oh yeah.

Thanks again for the reviews, people. I'll see ya later.