A/N:

Long chapter this time. There's a little more cameo's, but again nothing for the plot. But you do get a lot of answers here and a little twist near the end XD

Oh, and as for shipping, I'm not asking or trying to get anyone to ship anyone in this. It's just how things play out, and if it comes across as shipping, I'm sorry, if you like to ship, then ship, it's up to you. But me personally am not trying to influence anything. In fact I like keeping things open so that the reader can think what they like. Sorry for any confusion. XD

And HAPPY NEW YEAR! Sorry it's late, lol XD

*Yakko's POV*

Ah kiddo, you're so adorable when you're angry I just wanna put you in a padded cell and stop you from making a fool of yourself. But then where would I get my entertainment? The Fox network? Pfft, yeah right! So being the helpful and obedient guy that I am, who was I to question her orders to take the gang back to the tower? Yep, while she was heading back to the studio to most likely have a totally calm and collected conversation with dear old Jar-Head, I was hoisting open the tower door and following the sibs and sub-sibs inside. Needless to say we were all a little on the sulky side of things.

Do you blame us? I mean come on, here we can only have 'fun' with the people that know about us and let's face it, that's in limited supply. But out there, we were a household name! There'd be no end to the possibilities. And lets face it, other toons are far more dexterous and… compressible. Okay, I'll level with ya, you can drop a decent anvil on them without the mess. And sure as soon as we figured out a little more then we'd be home free to look around as we pleased. But kiddo's got this fabulous habit, note the sarcasm, of worrying too much. What's got her so jumped up this time? Better question is what doesn't get her jumped up. But why not humour her with it for a little and then head back when the water's settled. Unless the water is coming from Hefner's pool, in that case the water's never settling. And I wouldn't have it any other way my friends. Goodnight everybody!

I noticed that the sibs were being quiet, which even from my point of view wasn't a good thing, "Oh enough with the Kristen Stewart tribute, we all know we'll end up there again. Sooner than later knowing those faces."

"I know," Dot pouted, "but we said we'd wait here for worry-wuss."

"And with good reason." Slugger muttered.

"But it looked so much fun!" Red whined, poking his arm, "And you know you want to find your half-dead girlfriend again."

"She's not my girlfriend!"

Really? "Uuuuhhhh-Again, Slugger, not the part you should be correcting. But Red's got a point, for the most part. And yet so does sister-sib."

Wakko arched an eyebrow, "Huh?"

I rolled my eyes, "Oh come on, you don't think I was listening to our instructions? She said to go back to the tower and wait for her here. Well, we're at the tower, and we will wait for her here," I winked, "Just not right now."

"How does that work?"

"I'm glad you asked, bro-sib. It works that kiddo never said when we should wait for her here, so who's to say she didn't mean tomorrow or next week?"

As the sibs and Red grinned in understanding, Slugger scoffed, "Is that seriously the angle you're going with?"

To prove my point I pulled out a protractor, "Works better than a 45 degree angle."

"So what're we waiting for?" Dot asked, already pulling the door open again, "Are we going back or not?"

"I'll catch up, I'm not missing a chance to see Jar-Head squirm more than Lohan's lawyer on a cold day in court."

Red widened her eyes, "Do you think maybe Ruby Gloom characters are you there?"

"Or Adventure Time." Wakko added, drooling slightly, "The candy people look delicious…"

"I just hope you don't run into a Disney fluke." I replied.

"Unless it's a Prince." Dot sighed dreamily.

Flynn huffed, "Do I even get a say in this? One that would matter at least?"

Awe, he's getting all frustrated! I nudged him jokingly, "Alright, Slugger, simple question; do you want to go back and explore, act as a guide even considering you're so knowledgeable." Flattery was key, and it was mine.

"Well… sure I guess… But Talia wants us to wai-"

"Answer given!" I interrupted, "Besides, I got my plot-hole, I can find you guys in a second. I'll catch up, and if you're good I may just bring you each one of Jar-Heads teeth as a souvenir from kiddo's confrontation."

"You really don't mind us going without you?" Red asked.

"Nah, name-hunting ain't my thing… unless you bump into Holli Would, then you summon me a.s.a.p. Got it?"

"Snooze you loose." Wakko smirked.

"Don't get smart with me."

"No worries about that." Sis shrugged.

"Can we go now please?" Red asked, trying her best to pull off the Dot look of manipulation through cute and wasn't doing half bad at it.

"Do we have a choice?" Slugger mumbled.

Such a kidder, "Ah go ahead! Get some autographs and take some pics, but try not to get into too much trouble. Until I get there anyway."

*Dot's POV*

Oh please, like we're doing that! But still, best to put on the cute and nod like a good little sister should. Really I didn't blame Yakko for wanting to go and watch Talia play CSI with Jar-Head, when she gets her temper going, it goes more than Beiber-fan's brain-cells. But when it came to either watching an argument or Prince-hunting, all I'm saying is hold your horses!

We didn't really need an invitation, we were already back down the ladder and making a run for it. Or rather, Poppy, Wakko and I were making a run for it. Old strop-central was trailing behind with that regretful look in his eye. And all over his face actually. But he couldn't hide the fact that he wanted to go back, heck he'd admitted it himself! He's got to stop being such a spoil sport and live a little. Talia's getting there slowly, and that was a tough nut to crack without a mallet! He'd get used to this sooner or later, I just hope he learns to smile a little. It can't break his face twice in a row, right?

As we made our way back into the toon lot, Poppy was naming all the characters she could. Me, I was naming all the guys I could. I mean, who wouldn't have drawn Mel at some point and shoved him around here? And if they haven't, I will. Oh maybe John Smith is here, oh that voice! Sure he's a Disney boy but I can make an exception. I know my rights!

"How far now?" Wakko asked.

"Far enough that we're on our way but not there yet." I answered, enjoying the ironic nod of understanding, "Right Grumpy?"

Flynn shot me a warning look, "Just past the clearing up ahead."

"Oh what's up there?" Poppy asked, "A castle? A lake? A witches house? Oh is it -"

"A park." He said, bluntly cutting her off. Wow, she watched more shows than Nostalgia Critic, "It's not exactly a theme-park in there, just a big town."

Not really a disappointment, more like an understatement. If there was a theme park around these parts we would have found it a heck of a lot faster, "And you know your way around it?"

"No… I've just seen the park, and had some directions pointed out. That's it."

"We can find our way around." Wakko waved a hand passively, "No problem!"

We're doomed, "So where do we go first?"

"Oh wow look at that!" Poppy cried, pointing to something that just jumped out of sight.

"Poppy!" Flynn called, "Get back here!"

I would have looked but I had to keep an eye on a brother with an explorer complex, without Yakko around it was down to me. Aren't I lucky? "Wakko, he said we go that way."

"Which way?"

"Well which way do you think? It was… uh…" Great timing mind, "Hey Happy, which way was it? Oh…"

"What?" he asked, turning on his heel to follow my gaze.

"Looks like they found the way and went to it."

Yakko and/or Talia is going to kill us. We're not even in the town yet and those two are running off into trouble. That's our job! Not fair! Oh wait till I get my hands on them! But which way was that again? I know Poppy chased after something in the shrub, but it's a woodland area, there's loads of them! And it looks like Flynn's got the infamous explorer complex too. Well thanks for taking us along too! Not!

"Come on, let's track 'em down before anything else happens today."

*Yakko's POV*

Looks like I was just in time, kiddo had her fist raised and ready to knock the door. Don't be polite, kiddo, he doesn't deserve it! "Did I miss anything?"

I love how she still jumps, after all this time! She didn't look in the mood for games, good thing I wasn't playing., "I thought you were -"

"Taken care of, the sibs and sub-sibs went to the tower and this seemed like a two person job." I presented a camera fondly, "And I promised I'd get any snaps of you socking Jar-Head for the album."

She smirked slightly which for me was a good sign, but there goes the eye twitch again. I waited while she continued to knock on the door and then storm right on in at the very start of an enter permission. Not that she needed one anyways. Oh look at Jar-Head, sitting behind that big old desk like a pro. Good luck keeping that image up, kiddo's on patrol! He smiled at us welcomingly and stood.

"Hi, didn't expect you two today. What happened to the time off?" he asked with a joking air.

"Time off?" I mused, "Or buying us off? We know the game, pal, you can't slip anything past -"

"Enough with the cop impersonation." she sighed.

"Hehe… force of habit with this guy…"

"So, why the interrogation again?" he asked, pretending to look busy with some files. Oh I know that gag, shuffle the papers and you look like a man of business. Nope, it ain't working for ya.

"Why don't you tell me, or are you so deep in contracts that you can't mention a town full of toons?" she asked coolly.

"Toon Town? You mean you've been there?" he asked, turning suddenly pale.

I scoffed. Oh was he serious? Kiddo glared at him, "Have I been there? Oh well let's see, just one little walk turned into me and the others getting shot at, pulled down a rabbit hole, my siblings wanting to run off chasing after a living TV show and finding out that we had this big urban legend to our name… Yeah, I'd say I've been there!"

Well near enough to count anyway, "Near enough to know you could have chosen a more original name."

"You're not helping." She sighed, narrowing her eyes at me.

I shrugged, "Who said I was trying to?" Well, okay I kinda was, "Why not get to the part where he lied about being under contract, I can't wait to see how that one ends."

Any paler and he'd be a sketch of Christina Ricci. "Who told you about that?"

"A little bird with buck teeth, long ears and a cotton-tail told us." I mocked.

Kiddo pushed her hair back and looked at him earnestly, "Why are you lying to us again, Jack, look where it got us last time. What's your excuse now?"

"I have none…" he admitted, "I just thought it would be better to fully get hold of the situation myself before telling you. Plotz left a lot for me to handle here."

"Which is?" I urged.

He sighed and tried to find the right words. Good luck, this guy works with words like The Rock works with kids films, strained and embarrassing. "Okay… What do you know so far?"

So that's his game. Kiddo took her move, "That the town's there, that the toons are modern, some even household names, and that they know about us. But why do they know about us and why do they think the Warner's are dangerous?"

She'd be useless as a prosecutor. He moved around the desk to perch on the side, "Well, they had to know, this is technically their home, they had a right to know. So when I took over, it was my job to go down there and inform them; about everything." He hesitated, but continued, "So they wanted to make sure that everything was settled before introducing the Warner's to the town. But let's face it, whenever something seems to be going right, another gate of hell opens up!"

Don't you just love how he talks like I'm not here? "Hey that takes skill, my friend."

"And there's your problem." He muttered softly, "But I've found a way around it. I've been trying to work around it. It's an Integration Program if you will. Kind of working to get toons secretly into the rest of the state to get used to this kind of life and then… who knows, maybe blur the lines of secrecy a little."

"Well you're doing such a great job so far, aren't you." She quipped, beating me to it. "Seriously? You're giving toons access to the outside?" There was a hint of admiration there, but she shook it away, "But blur the secrecy on this; how did they get here in the first place?"

"The Animator."

"Oh great job, Sherlock, you cracked the case." I muttered.

"I mean when? And who did it?" Kiddo rephrased, "The Animator is never meant to be used, right?"

"Right, but…" he glanced at me for a second which I didn't like, but that goes for the whole business really doesn't it? "The Fleischer's didn't."

You want to repeat that, Jar-Head? "Ex-squeeze me?"

Oh now he was giving an apologetic look? "Well to protest not being allowed to see you guys again… they threatened to tell other studio's about the Animator. And when their bluff was called, next thing the studio knew it had other CEO's coming to investigate and, well, they wanted in."

A grin was calling to me, so I answered it, "Dadoo's strike again!"

"I'm starting to see the influence." Kiddo added, giving a look that was half: 'I'm going to kill him for lying again' and half: 'I'm impressed with those guys' guts'. She turned back to Jar-Head, "So, the studio's been animating and hiding toons from other companies to keep them quiet? Why are they all here? Why not at other studio's?"

"We already have the facilities for them. And anyway, filming toons was too risky. They were animated for concept art and story boards to get used to style and personality. Then when they're done with them, the toons get sent back here."

Harsh world. Even kiddo had to pause for a second. First rate rejection that is. She took a breath and just wanted to skip ahead by the sound of it, "Is this still happening?"

"Well, over the years with new people taking over, word doesn't always get around. But the studio still gets the occasional animator looking for living models to get a better idea what they're drawing. But they all end up coming back and looking for a place to stay, and it's not fair to put them back on paper. So, as CEO it's my job to move them into Toon Town."

Yep, it still needs a less cheesy name, "How honourable."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I mean it, it was killing me keeping secrets again."

"That explains why your so dead on the inside, jesus Jack, what's wrong with you?" kiddo snapped suddenly, "Did R.J know about this too?"

Oh now that was a great question! Kudos for kiddo! Now Jar-Head was getting antsy, "No. I'm sure of that. That's why he's always after you and the Warners." Again, I'm right here! "Because you're the firsts. And the idea of more toons repulsed him, so he ignored all rumours about it."

"Well I don't believe that…" she muttered.

I gave her a questioning look to which she caught and shook her head slightly to keep quiet. Okay, I'll follow for now. But that was a little out of a comfort zone there. Oh great, what was up with her this time? I subtly darted my eyes to the door and back, this was getting a little tense for my taste. Apparently, message received.

"You got any other secrets for us?" she asked snidely.

"I was just making sure that everything was secure!" he insisted, "As soon as the integration was working then I was going to tell you all."

"Secure? I was just on the impression that we were on the same page here!" she used her fingers for air-quotes, "We're 'starting over', remember?"

"I was going to explain the situation when the plans fell into place."

"Why not before? Are you scared we were going to blab or something? You should know us better than that by now."

"I do, and I knew you wouldn't say anything, I was just over-thinking the issues! And with your track record with attracting danger and -"

"Oh don't you dare!" She spat, I smirked wryly at the mistake he just made. Oh you're in for it now Jar-Head, "Don't you even dare!"

"Okay, you're right, that was over the line." He insisted.

"Oh really?" She asked soaked in sarcasm, "Thanks for noticing." Kiddo looked about done with this, we had answers and she wasn't happy with the reasons. She glared at him and started to make her way out of the room, "Oh do what you want, it's not like anyone else matters but you."

"Talia, you've got to understand I've just trying to get back on top of things with the studio and the toons and…"

She paused as he trailed off in search of words and turned to point at him warningly. Yeah I'll admit, I was enjoying this a little, "Jack I can tell you right now that you are not and never will be on top of things. You're too cowardly."

Score one for the priss! "Mwah! Goodnight everybody!"

Before I knew it she was already out of the door, and all I had to do was give a snarky thumbs up before considering the job done and following her. Wow she was fired up more than a sparkler at a 4th of July party. Fists clenched, brow furrowed, yep we were on a major hiss-fit here.

I winked, "Nice choice of words back there, kiddo, I'm very impressed."

"I'm pissed off what do you expect?"

And there goes the line. I reached up and prodded her check, "You want me to use a censor sticker?"

Yikes if looks could kill, "You willing to risk losing a hand if you try?"

I pulled back, "No Ma'am."

"Good choice." She nodded, "Now where did you say the rest were?"

"The tower."

"No they're not." Her eyebrow arched knowingly.

So she was finally catching on eh? "What makes you say that?"

"There's a community of toons within walking distance of here, I'm surprised you managed to stay away this long."

"So we're sib-hunting again?"

"Yeah… before someone else does."

"What's that mean?"

A glimmer of worry, never a good sign, "It means… Now don't judge me on this, just I think I might have seen R.J just outside of the town."

Well that was a metaphorical smack in the mouth, "You're sure about this? Last I checked he was playing birdie behind bars."

"That's what I thought, but I know it was him."

"Uuuhhhh-Isn't that something Jar-Head should know?" Don't get me wrong I'm not a fan of the guy but it's his grounds the lunatic is on."

Kiddo narrowed her eyes, "I'm not risking it after last time. He's not the only one who can keep things secret. It's my score to settle anyway."

"With which one?" I challenged, pointing one thumb back towards the office and the other out towards the direction of the toon lot.

"Whichever one I see again first." Oh I like this side of her!

*Flynn's POV*

Great, thanks Poppy now who knows where we were, and as for the Warner's, they could be anywhere! Being lost in a place like this was never on my to-do list. I wanted to stay at the tower and wait for Talia to get back. Sure I knew a little more about this place but I was still going in blind for the most part! Not that I never wanted to come here again, I did. Just not when things were so damn ominous! I would have been more angry, but I was stopped by the creature that Poppy had followed running in circles around my legs with what looked like a big grin on its face. A green dog? No, it looked more like a phoney hoodie put over a small animal or something. It sprinted towards Poppy and jumped into her arms to nuzzle her. She giggled and started smoothing its head, the creature chuckling excitably.

"Poppy get away from that thing!" I didn't trust anything on this side of the lot. Sure they were just toons, but that was kind of the problem, far more unpredictable. And there were so many kinds of toon! Who knows that this one will be!

"But it's a puppy!" she moaned, dropping to her knees and tickling the things stomach.

If that's a puppy, I'm a Warner. "I'm serious Poppy."

"That thing is as harmless as your voice is irritating. Very." I span around to find the monotone speaker to find a girl with purple hair playing a games consol, "Whiner."

I didn't want to draw attention to myself here, thankfully she didn't look up. But I really wanted to snap back at her. But someone else beat me to it. A girl with long brown hair and a braces filled grin bounded towards us and scooped up the animal, "Oh there you are, you scallywag!"

"Is he yours?" Poppy asked, standing up to scratch the things head again, but pausing as a look of awed recognition came over her at the sight of the newcomer.

"Nah, he's my brother's friends friend who's not really a friend." She explained offhandedly, "Here they are! Hey, hey Dipper! Dipper hey! I'm calling you! I'm the one that's waving at you!"

"Yeah, I got it, Mabel!" huffed a kid who looked pretty similar to her so I guessed they were related, but a boy with no braces and a tired looking scowl, "Man that thing's fast!"

"Did you get him?" A second boy joined, this one with round glasses and black hair that poked out randomly in one long spike, a camera clutched in his hands, "Quick before space-boy comes back!"

"Say pancakes!" the brunette girl beamed, the animal cackling with a strange robotic tint to it.

"Uh… what's going on here?" I asked, blinking from the bright flash of the camera. Damn I shouldn't have asked that. They were toons, I couldn't draw attention to myself here. Poppy stop staring at them!

"Evidence collecting of real alien life." The spectacled one answered, "Wait… who're you?"

"Flynn Nolan, and that's my sister Poppy." I replied, arching an eyebrow. Did they say alien? They did know they were toons, right?

The boys exchanged a look of confusion before studying me. The one with the cap, Dipper I think, tilted his head, "Why do those names sound familiar?" Look who's talking… He pulled an old looking book and skimmed through it, "Dib, you know what I'm talking about, right?"

The 'Dib' scratched his head, "Well I think I remember something about those names when I hacked into the archives of the outland network…" I presumed the 'outlands' were anything out of toon-town. Suddenly his eyes widened and he pointed at us, "You're the halfas!"

The girl on the bench looked up for a split second to roll her eyes before returning to her game. Jeez, did everyone know about us? What the hell, seriously? Poppy nodded and folded her arms proudly, "That's us!"

Dipper just blinked as if he wasn't sure to believe us or not. Frankly I didn't care, I just wanted to find Talia and get out of here. Slowly, Dib raised his camera and aimed it at is, taking a click of the flash. Was this kid for real? Dumb question…

Mabel bit her lip, "That's so cool!" she suddenly looked at the boys, "Halfa?"

Just as they were about to explain, a flash of green and pink flew through the air and smacked into Dib, knocking him to the floor. Out of instinct, I grabbed Poppy and pulled her back away from the fight that unfolded. Wait, that was another kid. A green kid… You know what, I'm going to have to stop being weirded out by this stuff, this wasn't the place for it.

"It's over Dib-stink! Surrender the minion or prepare for ultimate destruction!"

"Never, space-boy!"

"I take it this is the alien…" I asked sceptically.

The twins nodded. Poppy looked on and braved prodding the green kid on the shoulder, "Is that true? A real alien?" she looked over her shoulder to look at me smugly, "Told you they were real."

The fight paused for a split second so that the 'alien' could swat her away, "Zim is no alien! I am the very essence of normal!"

Okay, at that I scoffed, "If you say so, dude…"

His eyes narrowed and he raised his arms above his head, "You dare to question the mighty Zim?"

The brunette girl grinned and copied his stance, "Yes the mighty Mabel dares!"

Poppy giggled, "Me too!"

Mabel tousled her hair, "Awe you are just adorable!" She looked at me and flicked her hair, "And so am I if you didn't catch it the first time."

Did I miss something here? "Uh…"

Dipper face-palmed, "Mabel!"

Zim snatched the green creature and started into a sprint, "Victory for Zim!"

"Not today, alien!" Dib grunted, "Quick, before he gets away!"

Dipper went to run, grabbing his twin to drag her along too. He gave us a brief wave, "Catch you later!"

Dib eyed us once more and took another snap of the camera, making my eyes water from the flash. They sped off in chance after the green duo, leaving us alone with the gamer-girl, who scanned us sceptically with squinted eyes before getting up and heading in the opposite direction. Poppy looked at me as if Christmas had come early. Me however, didn't really know what to do after that. So, from what I've gathered, human-toon kids hunt aliens and green dogs in these parts, okay… not the weirdest thing I've seen but that was still pretty random. And what's more, they all looked really familiar. Suddenly it hit me. Twins, Mabel and Dipper, the book… And then the green kid, big-headed boy, green animal thing, gaming… I could have kicked myself.

Poppy seemed one step ahead of me. She nodded smugly, "Gravity Falls."

"Invader Zim." I replied.

Wait, so that green thing must have been that robot? How did I miss that? Was there something in the air here that made you miss, like, everything? This was insane, I mean I know I'd been around toons for years now, but I never knew that there would actually be toons here from real shows! I mean, Dani and Bugs were still confusing me, and now these guys? Shouldn't they be on TV or something? This made no sense! No, we had to get out of here and find the Warner's before anything else happened. Things were getting too unpredictable to me. I mean the Warner's were one thing, but adding this on top of them, wow…

Poppy chewed her lip in excitement, "I like it here."

"Same here, but it could do with a map."

"Or you two need a tracking device."

We turned around and saw two familiar, real familiar, figures skidding to a stop next to us. Poppy beamed, "Where did you two go?"

"Looking for you!" Wakko insisted, giving her a playful shove, "You're too fast sometimes."

"Slow-poke!" she grinned, shoving him back.

"Look, can we just stay put or head back, go somewhere we can be found?" I asked hopefully.

Dot sneered, "We found you here. Job done."

"Not what I meant…"

Something scraped in the air, a sound like an animal snarling not too far off. I instinctively stepped in front of the others and prepared myself, but I couldn't find where it was coming from. I knew we should have felt this place. I didn't know what was out there, no one did really, this proves it. What the hell was it?

*Talia's POV*

The words Jack had given me were driving me crazy. Yes, I was angry. Were we really kept in the dark because we were too dangerous? It wasn't like it was our fault, most of the time. And we had a right! It stung, it really did. But what hurt more was that all of those toons, all of them, had been used for a blackmail scam… and then abandoned. It wasn't fair on them. Some of them were kids, little kids Flynn's age, maybe younger. And don't get me wrong, the integration idea was good, useful even, but where could they go really? No, it was unfair.

And I didn't believe for a minute that R.J didn't know about this. He was out there somewhere. And so were my brother and sister, so were Dot and Wakko. If R.J was after them, he was too close. Yakko and I were making our way hastily back towards the towns outskirts. We needed to find them. And soon.

"Still seething?" Yakko asked.

"You aren't?"

"Heck the Dadoo's got the greatest payback ever! Sure I'm miffed at Jar-Head and the idea that R.J is out and about doesn't please me; but I found out the greatest 'special friend' treatment trick was carried out by J and C!"

"I'm glad you're pleased with that." I replied honestly, "Take R.J away from the picture and I'd be happy too. How did he get out anyway?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, kiddo. Well he is a slimy little thing, those bars would have been easy for him to slip through."

"True… But how would he get here without being seen?"

I looked to my side to see that Yakko wasn't there. He was a few paces back and glaring into the shadows, "Same way he's standing there without you seeing him?"

"What?"

Just off to the side, along the tree-line that separated the woods from the town, a figure was lurking, his back to us and peering through as if spying on something on the other side. I could hear voices, familiar voices. He was watching my family! Anger raged inside of me. I felt a shudder, something so cold it burned, right at the back of my mind. Yakko was looking at me with a hint of concern, blinking a lot as if indicating something with my eyes. I didn't care. That man was watching them, he wouldn't have them, he couldn't! How dare he! As I breathed, a strange, yet frighteningly familiar sounds escaped me, alerting R.J to turn around.

The last thing I remember was starting to charge at him, all the while keeping my eyes locked on his sickening, and somewhat pleased, sneer. And then, my vision fell black, slowly, as if ink was dripping into my eyes…

A/N:

Not really much else to say here, lol, so I hope you enjoyed this, and again, Happy New Year!