What's up you beautiful bastards, Syn here, and on the 6th of August I'm writing a new chapter of Time Traveling Bastard, although I'm sure you already knew that. Anyway, school starts on the 15th of August, so that's a thing, but on the bright side, I get to go and take my EMT classes, so I'm excited for that. I'm not sure if I ever brought this up, but I usually walk into these sorts of things without a plan, I think of a scenario and just work around that. Now I'm not sure if that's a proper way to write, but who cares, we're all here to dick around and have some fun, so fuck proper etiquette and all that, so let's get into the story, see you in a few.

So it's been about a week or so since I've been back in the past, and it's still really hard to take in, it's just… I don't get it, is this supposed be my own personal heaven or is it my personal hell, because either way I'm seeing dead people.

Every time I turn my head, I feel as though I'm looking into the eyes of a dead person, man that sounds dark, but there's just no other way to describe it. In my time, everyone died, I just got really unlucky and managed to stay alive.

Although, I am happy to be back here, it's like waking up and finding out that your nightmare was just that, a nightmare. Like finding out my whole past life, my years of fighting were nothing. Although, I could do without the whole hidden war thing, but hey, beggars can't be choosers.

I'm just happy I can have emotions again, being emotional back in the Grimm lands could get you killed in a matter of minutes, so being an emotionless husk for years on end was the only way I could survive, and boy did it suck a whole lot of dick. It was like dealing with Ren's semblance all of the time. Don't get me wrong, his semblance is useful and cool, but using it for more than an hour really starts to weigh on the mind, and to do that for years on end just nearly made me pull the trigger on several occasions.

But the best part about being back here is the beds, I have never in all of my years of life been so excited to sleep in a bed, it was like laying on a cloud that was also somehow made of marshmallows, it was amazing.

But now that I'm in bed, covered in warm blankets, I can't seem to get out of this death trap, I need to be productive dammit! But at the same time, this hangover is kicking my ass, so maybe some more sleep would be nice.

I pull my blanket closer to my face and shut my eyes and feel a feeling of absolute serenity come over me, it's so warm and soft. But just as I'm about to fall back asleep, I hear someone knock on the door.

I let out groan as I throw the blanket off of me. I throw my legs off of my bed and sit up, I drag my hand down my face, trying to clear up any drowsiness. I let out a yawn and rub my eyes, and as I do that, I hear whoever's at the door knock again, "I heard you the first time!" I yell as I stand up.

As I make my way over in literally only a pair of shorts,I hear them knock one last time, that last one wasn't even necessary, so fuck right off. I open the door as I rub my eyes one last time and myself staring at the disciplinarian of the school, great. I let out a bit of a chuckle, "Fancy meeting you here, is there something I can do for you Miss?" I ask.

I can clearly see that Ms. Goodwitch is not amused by my antics, well if you want to be the fun police then you can go fuck yourself. "Mr. Arc, why didn't you attend your detention yesterday when you were explicitly told to show up?" I hear her ask in a strict manner, oh I don't know, how about helping save the world, you know, doing your job.

I shrug my shoulders lightly, "Believe it or not, I was at a meeting with Professor Ozpin that had lasted far too long. After that, I went out and got a drink with my mentor." I say with no form of sarcasm in my voice, it's something she'd never expect.

I see her brows furrow as she rubs her forehead, oh, you didn't hear? Not surprising since I told Ozzy to not tell you, "Which brings me to my second reason of coming here, you had stayed out after curfew which means that you've got another detention to attend," Oh fuck off, "However, I was informed that you would serving that with Professor Ozpin, I simply came here to inform you of your extra detention." I hear her say, happy I'm out of your hair? Oh what am I asking, of course you are.

I simply let out a hum, "Hmm, neat. Now then, is there anything else I need to do or are we done here?" I ask calmly, a detention is no big deal when you're me, I've got bigger fish to fry.

I see her quirk her brow slightly, "Well, I suggest you put on something more than just shorts if you plan on leaving this room." I hear her say, heh, nah I think I'm just gonna go back to bed.

I let out a bit of a chuckle, "Yeah, I'll be sure to do that. A pleasure as always, Ms. Goodwitch. Oh, and Metaldick says hello." I say, as I close the door. And before you ask, that is the nickname I gave Ironwood.

After closing the door, I make my way over to my bed once more and flop right back onto it, the last time I was on a bed so comfortable was in my time in Mistral, just traveling from inn to inn with Ruby, oddly enough, those were better times.

I mean yeah, we were fighting a war against the queen of the Grimm and her pawns, but it doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy some of the times I spent back then. Actually, some of the best moments of my life happened during the war, falling in love with Ruby, going from village to village and helping where we could, camping in the woods every other night, it just felt… right.

Thoughts of my past flood through my mind, the moment that I had properly confessed my love to Ruby, the times we spent together, just us having fun, the promises we made to one another, how we had promised to settle down properly if we made it through the war… That last part didn't work out too well.

I let out a sigh as I drag a hand down my face, I don't have time to be thinking about these sorts of things, I've got things to be doing, as for what those things are, I have no clue. I really need a game plan. I mean, sure, I talked to Ozpin and Qrow about setting up the plan, but after gathering information, I don't know what to do.

I let out a hollow chuckle, that sounds about right, I've never been too good at playing the long term game, I'm better at planning in the heat of the moment. I let out a yawn, I'm so fucking tired.

I feel like my eyelids weigh a metric ton, because it's getting really hard to keep them open at this point. You know what, fuck this, I'm taking a nap and if anyone tries to interrupt it, well, let's just saying that there's gonna be a bullet lodged between their eyebrows.

I see the world around me fade to black at a rapid pace, but I don't mind, I just want some rest at this point. With that, the world fades to black entirely, and a feeling of pure serenity comes over me, finally, some sleep.

I let out a sigh of content as I drift through the darkness, when was the last time I felt this calm? It's just… it's been so long since I've been able to drift to sleep with no worries.

Normally, whenever I go to bed, I always sleep with one eye open. The Grimm lands had been courteous enough to teach me that trick. Plus, being a Veteran 'Huntsman' and all, it kind of just came with the job.

As I drift through the darkness, I feel something begin to prod at my forehead, I swear to god if I find someone drawing a dick on my forehead, someone's going to losing some fingers. I the poking get more aggressive, fuck off, can't you tell I'm trying to sleep? "Jaune, wake up, it's time to get moving!" I hear a certain angel yell.

I let out a groan as I force open my eyes, "Are you sure we can't stay for five more minutes?" I ask as I rub my eyes.

After getting rid of all that gross eye gunk, I open my eyes and see Ruby tilt her head slightly as a smirk its way onto her face, "But Jaune, don't you want to go out and save some more helpless villagers? Think of the children!" She said dramatically, we are in the middle of a forest woman! What village is nearby!?

I'm too tired to even argue with her. I quietly let out a tired sigh, "Fine fine, I'm up." I say as I force myself out of my sleeping bag. As I pick myself up off of the ground, I let out a loud yawn as I stretch, "So, do you have idea where we're going next? Because we already went and talked to the Headmaster of Sanctum, do you think we should just head to Mistral proper?" I ask, I was really missing my brother from another mother, along with Nora of course.

I hear her let out a hum as she looks to the sky, "I think we still have a couple more adventures left in us, don't you?" I hear Ruby ask, well yeah, we do, but that doesn't mean that shouldn't go back and resupply.

I let out a chuckle, "Well, if you think we can go on another little adventure with little to no supply, then sure, let's go." I say somewhat enthusiastically, I doubt she'll want to adventure with no supply, because that means that we'll have to ration food and ammo, and Ruby hates rationing with a passion.

I hear Ruby let out an awkward chuckle as she rubs the back of her head, "You know what, maybe we should go back to Mistral, I mean, we wouldn't want to run out of food." I hear her say, heh, I knew it would work.

I simply shake my head as a small smile makes its way onto my face, "Yeah, and meeting up with the rest of team RNJR would be nice, we haven't seen Ren and Nora for a while now." I say, it had been far too long since I had seen those two.

But I see a look of concern come over her face for but a moment, but it quickly fades, what was that about. "Right, well we should get going then, we don't want to run out of supplies right?" I hear her ask.

Now to go for the kill, I shrug my shoulders lightly, "I don't know Ruby, I think we might have to ration a bit." I say calmly, and I see the blood drain from her face, hehe, got her.

She quickly dashes over to me, grabs me by shoulders and starts shaking me, "Jaune, no, I refuse to ration! I don't like the feeling of being hungry after eating a meal!" I hear her yell as she shakes me, to which I just laugh.

I quickly find a way to distract her by placing my hands on her waist to do so, making her let out an eep, "Calm down Ruby, I was just messing with you." I say with a smile, and then quickly bring her into a hug, oh she is just too much.

I feel her arms wrap around me, and I even hear her laugh, "You know, this is kinda what I dreamed of when I told my family that I wanted to be a huntress, just going out on adventures and helping people where I could. Although, I didn't think I would have more than one partner." I hear her say.

I let out a hum, "I sure do hope that Weiss doesn't think I'm trying to steal her partner away from her the next time we see her, I don't think she'd appreciate it." I say jokingly, honestly, I don't really want to have Ruby as my partner, I'd rather she stuck with her team, at least then she'd have less to worry for. It's not that I don't like her or anything, it's just that she would be safer.

Then again, team RWBY is separated for now, so until we find Weiss and Blake, Ruby's my partner when it comes to team RNJR. As for Yang, I don't think she'll be in combat condition anytime soon. "Uh, Jaune?" I hear Ruby ask, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Yes Ruby?"

"You can let go now." I hear her say. I look down and see a smug smile on grace her face.

I quickly let go of her and scratch the back of my head. I let out an awkward chuckle as I make my way over to my camping gear, "Right, well we should probably get moving now, after all, we don't want to run out of food before we get back to Mistral." I say, but just as I say that, the world around me begins to fade.

I whip my head around as quick as I can just to see Ruby once more, but just as I look back, the world around me had already faded, "Please… just one more look." I say, I just… I miss those times more than anything else in this world.

I just… I wish I could freeze time in place… if only so I could look back at it.

I feel my eyes open slightly, and see that I'm still laying in bed, of course I am, it's not like someone would have moved me in my sleep. If they did, I surely would have felt it, living in the Grimm lands means you have to be a light sleeper.

I force myself up again and wipe my eyes, hey, at least my hangover is gone, so that's a plus. I throw my legs off of my bed and force myself into a seated position. With a groan, I lift my arms over my head and stretch.

With that, my wake up ritual is complete. Now, I'm just sitting here on my bed, waiting for something to happen. I let out a groan, man am I bored. But suddenly, I feel as though a light bulb has gone off over my head.

You know, I haven't really touched my precious baby since I left from the… future? I'm pretty sure it's the future at this point, or is it just my future, considering that I came back to change? Ugh, I really have to figure that out.

Now then, where did I leave it? I'm pretty sure I leave it under my bed, but hey, a lot has happened since I last touched it, maybe I've gotten rusty? I quickly stand up from my bed and drop to the floor with no hesitation in mind, however, I may have forgotten that it hurts to just drop to the floor, ow.

Now prone on the floor, I look under my bed and see a pure black case in the shape of a guitar, ah, mi amore, how I've missed you as much as I have my past. I drag the case out from under my bed and I get into a seated position with the case in my lap.

The case is made of a some sort of hard plastic material, hell, I don't know what kind of shit this case is made of, I just know that it's mine. I unlatch all four latches on the case and flip open the top, and after so long, I see my baby undamaged. "Hello my dear, do you wish to dance once more?" I ask, knowing that I wouldn't get a response, but that's the beauty of my baby, she doesn't speak in words.

I pull out my guitar, it's color scheme being like that of a normal guitar, the back of it is a dark shade of brown whilst the front of it is an orange like color, and the outline of the guitar is a golden color. The only thing that's so special about my guitar is that it's mine.

I push my case aside and place the guitar on my lap, left hand resting against the fretboard while my right lays against the strings, my four fingers rest on the bottom four strings while my thumb rests against the top string.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes, and before I know what's happening, my fingers begin to pull at the strings beneath them. Without hesitation, I follow my fingers' lead and begin to sing along with my baby's song.

Time in a Bottle - Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle,

The first thing that I'd like to do,

Is to save every day

'Til eternity passes away

Just to spend them with you.

If I could make days last forever

If words could make wishes come true

I'd save every day like a treasure and then,

Again, I would share them with you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do

Once you find them

I've looked around enough to know

That you're the one I want to go

Through time with.

If I had a box just for wishes

And dreams that had never come true

That box would be empty

Except for the memory

Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do

Once you find them

I've looked around enough to know

That you're the one I want to go

Through time with.

After finishing the song, I take a deep breath, I feel refreshed, if only a little. It just feels as though I got a lot off of my chest after playing that song. Actually, it really reminds me of my time back in the wilds of Mistral, with Ruby.

I shake my head lightly as I put my guitar back in its case, alright, I've had just enough brooding for today, maybe there's more for me to do today? I dunno, maybe I can just sit down and play some video games or something?

I let out a sigh as I put my guitar back in it's case, what am I supposed to do now? Well, I could always take Ruby on a "friend date" as she used to call it. Don't ask me why, but for a while, people had said that we shouldn't be together, not because we made a bad couple, but because of the war going on, it could sway our decision making.

Well, it didn't exactly sway any decisions, it actually helped me get through the war itself. But for the longest time, I didn't care about my well being. Neither did my mentor, now that I think about it. I guess that's why we were such good friends for the longest time. I still remember how we first actually bonded, y'know, one on one.

It was a dark out, it was only a couple of days after Ruby had passed. After landing in the docks of Patch, I instantly set out for the local pub, I couldn't bring myself to face Yang sober, and I didn't even want to think about looking Taiyang in the eye. He was the most adamant about keeping Ruby safe and I… I failed him, I failed them all, but I failed Ruby the most.

As I stumbled into the pub, I noticed that the establishment was vacant of life except for the bartender himself. He wore your typical bartending outfit, Black dress shirt and black slacks, the typical stuff I saw bartenders wear out in Mistral.

I see him put on a small smile, he was probably trying to make sure that he could keep a customer. "What can I get for you today?" I hear the good man ask politely, but I wasn't in the mood for being polite, I just needed to be drunk.

"Gimme ten of your strongest drinks." I said, I didn't even try to sound polite, as a matter of fact I didn't even want to, I was too… I was too far gone at the time. I just sounded cold.

I see his brows rise slightly in surprise, but he nodded his head, "Coming right up." I hear him say. I quickly took a seat at the bar and waited for my drinks, but I couldn't help but glare at the bar in front of me, I should have been there for her! I should have done something to at least keep her alive! I-I should have done… something!

I rest my head against the bar, I… I really need those drinks right now, and I know that they won't heal the pain, but they sure as hell can numb it, if only for a little while. I hear the sound of something being set down next to me. I raise my head and I'm pleasantly surprised to see that my drink is here.

I pick up the small shot glass next to me and raise it to my lips. The smell, it's so strong, it's like my nose is being barraged by the scent of the bodies I've seen, and there were so many, including… hers.

I knock back the drink swiftly and set the glass down on the bar once more, only to see that the bartender has already set down another drink, damn, he's fast. I won't lie, that's a big help. I pick up the other drink and knock it back as swiftly as the first one, the burning sensation going past my throat and going into my chest.

I set down the shot glass on the bar and see my bartender filling up my next shot, "So, you a huntsman, stranger?" I hear him ask politely, heh, not much of one if I can't keep my beloved safe.

I let out a hollow chuckle as he sets the shot in front of me, "Can't say I am, friend. You could say that I work with them, but I ain't much of one." I say calmly. I take the shot in front of me and quickly knock it back.

Damn, they really are strong, because I'm already buzzing. I see him pick up the glass and begin to refill it, "Well, you've got the aura for it, and before you ask how I know, is that only people with aura can knock back three of those and stay up. Plus, you've got weapons strapped to you." I hear my bartender say, you know, maybe you shouldn't be asking these sorts of questions when I'm like this. It's not good for your health.

I let out a scoff as he passes me my drink, "I never actually graduated from any of the academies, I'm what you'd call a… Witch Hunter of sorts." I say, I'm going to kill Salem for taking her from me, I'll make her suffer for what she did.

I knock back the drink that my bartender passed me, and I feel the world get a little fuzzier, but I can keep going. I see my bartender fill the same glass he passed me, "So, were you attending Beacon when that whole mess went down? The, well y'know…" I hear him say.

I give no other response other than glaring at the bar in front of me, I know that he doesn't exactly know what that means to me, but that doesn't make it any better. I let out a huff, "Yeah, I was there alright, I was right there as I saw my friends fighting tooth and nail, some of them didn't come back." I say, to which he says nothing as he passes me a drink, smart call.

I drink this next one slowly, I need to savor the burn, just a little. It may not help, but it'll take my mind off of the pain. Once I empty my shot glass, I set it down in front of me and calmly wait for my refill, "You know, you are definitely one of the more inquisitive bartenders I've had in my short time of life, what's with that?" I ask calmly as I see him pour me a drink.

I hear him hum in surprise, but he then shrugs his shoulders as he finishes pouring my drink. "When you see a stranger roll into town with nothing but his weapons on his hip and back and a cloak draped around him, you kinda want to make sure nothing's gonna go down. It's just precaution." I hear him say, yeah, that's fair. The White Fang had gotten really aggressive and had just started razing human settlements to the ground, they'd even execute faunus if they didn't agree with their "Status quo", if you could even call it that.

I nod my head in understanding, "Yeah, it's getting pretty dangerous in this world, terrorists left and right, the grimm just keep getting bigger, and the CCT is down, what a pain." I say calmly, I see him set the drink down in front of me, to which I down it quickly.

And just as I down the glass, I hear a little bell go off, signaling that someone had just opened the door to the pub. I turn around to see who it is, and the blood instantly drained from my face... it was Qrow.

I hear him chuckle as he walked into the pub, "Heya kid, how's the wandering life been treating you and Ruby?" I hear him ask casually, and him just acting like nothing's happened almost breaks me, but I swallow my fear and anxiety and look back to the bar with a shrug.

"It's been… fine, I've been okay." I say calmly, but I can tell that what I've said is throwing out all sorts of red flags.

I look out of the corner of my eye and see him take a seat next to, "I'll have what he's having." I heard him say as he looked to the bartender.

To which the bartender simply nods, "Sure thing Qrow, coming right up." I hear him say, heh, he already knows Qrow, of course he does.

As we wait for our drinks, I feel Qrow place a hand on my shoulder, "But kid, I can tell that you're not fine. Tell me, do you know what f.i.n.e stands for?" I hear him ask, and I shake my head without making eye contact, I don't have the stomach for it, not right now.

I hear him sigh, "It means you're feeling fucked up, insecure, needy, and emotional. So I'll ask again, what the hell's the matter with you, kid?" I hear him ask, it's getting harder to breathe, I feel this tightening in my chest, I'm breathing faster.

I look over to Qrow and look him dead in the eyes, a look of concern expressed on his face. I reach behind my cloak and pull out a read cloth that's covering compact item. I place it out on the table without a word.

I see that look of concern go from concern to panic, his eyes widening and the color draining from his face. I see him reach for the cloth and unfold it, and underneath the cloth laid the broken and battered weapon of Ruby Rose, Crescent Rose. He takes it out of it's compact mode and sees that it's barrel is terribly twisted.

I look back to the bar and bag my hand against it as I grit my teeth, "I'm going to kill every single one of those motherfuckers, starting with that bastard, Tyrian Callows." I say through my gritted teeth, even through all my grief, I only feel anger, I'm mad that Salem sent her lap dogs to kill Ruby, I'm mad that Ruby thought it was a good idea to split up for a bit, and I'm mad at myself for not being fast enough.

I look to Qrow and see that his eyes are cold, he's distant, he's… looking at the past. I know what he feels, he's thinking back to all of the times Ruby was here, he's already started grieving. "I'm sorry…" I say quietly.

But the moment I say those words, I feel him grab me by my collar and lift me out of my stool, "You're sorry?! You were there to keep her safe, you gave Tai your word that she'd be safe, what the fuck do you plan on telling him, huh?! What about Yang?! That was her sister, and now she's gone, so you tell me if sorry is gonna bring her back!" I hear him yell, tears threatening burst through his eyes, but I have no excuse, as a matter of fact, I don't find a life without Ruby worth living in.

I look at him through cold eyes, "I can't bring her back Qrow, and Ozpin can't either, and you tell me that you could have saved her if she was bleeding out on the ground with Tyrian motherfucking Callows standing there! You tell me that your bad fucking luck could have saved her! Because I tried Qrow, and my semblance failed me! No matter how much aura I dumped I couldn't bring her back to stable levels, and do you want to know what she told me, Qrow! She said she was sorry! I poured out my soul for her, and it wasn't enough!" I yelled as glared at Qrow, I just can't handle all of this bottled up anger anymore!

For a moment, we just glare at one another, but I felt his grip loosen until he let go of my collar and he sits on his stool. "I… I'm sorry kid, I know how you felt about her, and I definitely know how she felt about you, but she was the family's angel, and to hear that she's… she's… It just crushes the soul." I hear him say, yeah, well she took mine, I gave all of it to her, and all I feel is this hole in my soul, my very existence.

With that, the bartender returned with three shots, one for me, and one for Qrow, but the third? "What's the third one all about?" I hear Qrow ask sadly.

"It's a tradition back from Vacuo, it's called 'pouring one for the homie', it's a sign of respect and a send off, you drink your shots and leave the third undisturbed, the one for the homie." I hear the bartender say.

"What's your name, friend?" I ask sadly.

"The name's Casey Blu." I hear him ask, the bartender himself was a dark skinned man with short black hair and short facial hair.

"Well Casey, pour yourself a drink, on me." I say, to which he pulls out a fourth glass, he showed us this send off, he might as well see it through.

He fills up the fourth glass and sets all of the shots side by side, we each pick up our shots, "So, who were they?" I hear Casey ask.

"Her name was Ruby Rose, my girlfriend and Qrow's niece, she was the greatest huntress and women I've ever met and will ever meet." I say sadly, the memories of our time in Mistral pass before my eyes as I speak of her.

I see Qrow raise his glass, "Well then, to the fallen at Beacon, to the suffering in Vale, to Ruby Rose." To that, well all raise our glass and drink. Casey finishes first and sets his glass upside down next to Ruby's.

Qrow and I follow along and place our glasses upside down and next to Ruby's drink. I feel a little bit of a weight off my chest, but I can still feel that tight, constricting feeling. "Thanks for showing us this, Casey." I say appreciatively, if Casey hadn't shown us this, I don't think I'd be mentally stable enough to face the rest of the family.

I see him shake his head from side to side, "You shouldn't thank me, it's just common courtesy. Plus, I overheard that she had died when you two were yelling, I thought you guys could use a little bit of closure, the Vacuan way." I hear him say.

After that, the night was a bit of a blur, but I know that Qrow and I sat there and drank our sorrows away.

That was the day that Qrow and I bonded over our loss of Ruby, a loss that I had told Tai and Yang about after we were done. Yang, she… didn't handle the news too well, she blamed herself for not being there, she blamed me for not being there for Ruby, and she blamed all of Salem's circle for existing in the first place.

But I caught a lot of flak that day, flak that I thought I deserved at the time, and still think I deserve it. But now, times have changed, in a very literal way. I can make things change for the better, so long as I make the right choices, who knows, maybe someone could tip off a certain Adam Taurus about being a scapegoat?

Nah, that sounds foolish and reckless, plus, he'd only listen to a faunus, and the only faunus I know are Blake and Sun, and neither of them are people I would willingly send into a White Fang den.

I shake my head, clearing those thoughts from my mind. I pull out my scroll from my shorts pocket and see that it's 1pm, man, time sure flies by when you're reminiscing. Funny, it almost felt as if I was there, witnessing the memory and making the choices, but at the same time, like I was a backseat driver.

I don't know, it's weird. Well, I guess it's time I actually do something productive instead of sit in my shorts and do nothing all day. Maybe I'll go make some spare ammo? That sounds like something entertaining to do.

You know what, yeah, I think I'm just going to do that. I get up and run over to my dresser and put on some casual clothing that isn't my pumpkin pete hoodie, that hoodie is great and all, but it's a bit childish. Hmm, maybe something White and Blue? Something to sorta contrast what Ruby wore back then?

I shake my head, this isn't the same time, plus, people might find it weird. Meh, I'll figure that out later, but for now, I need to get changed. So with that, I begin to strip down and- hey, get lost, I'm trying to change here. I'll get you when I'm done!

Hey guys, so… it's been a while since I've done one of these, scratch that, it's been a while since I've uploaded in general. But I kind of have to blame school for that, it's been kicking my ass recently, and I only have my EMS class to blame, and before you go to look it up, EMS is emergency medical service. Yup, I'm gonna work in an ambulance!

Now if all goes according to plan, then I wouldn't be left with much time to do anything, but hey, money is money, y'know? I'd open one of those things where I can ask for money, what's it called, a P.A..treon or some shit? But I don't like money, nor do I think that I'm good enough to ask for it, so I don't want to open one unless someone would straight up tell me, "Hey, get yourself one of these so I can throw you money." Now keep in mind, I'm not selling out because I legitimately think I'm not good enough, but one day I want to be.

I feel like I'm rambling, but yeah, this has been the 10th chapter of Time Traveling Bastard, what a milestone right? Oh well, I can't say that I've had many stories go past 3 chapters, much less 10, so that's good right? Oh well, it's not like anyone really reads these, because I'm gonna keep it real with you chief, I don't either.

But yeah, let me know what you think of this chapter, and before you go assuming that I'm properly back, I can't guarantee that, but I'm back for this, at least for now. So yeah, until next time, Cya.