Everybody ready? Got your bag of oddly flavored potato chips at the ready? I know I do. Mine is Pineapple Vanilla Bacon flavored... DONT JUDGE ME. You just have to get past the first chip and its better from there, like the first nose burning sip of Sprite. Know what i mean?

Anywho, I present my 10th chapter of Dusted, and also would like to thank everyone for the now 10,000 views i have received as of now.

A loud gulp could be heard as Judy stood on Bogo's desk, being that showing her his plethora of evidence and records he drudged up would be difficult from the chair.

The rabbit stared with a rather daunting expression at the several files of varying age stacked on the buffalo's desk, of which was unexpectedly clear of most of its contents. Judy could only surmise he planned on making a presentation that required the space.

Bogo leaned back in his chair and grunted to catch her attention. The doe snapped her contemplative gaze back towards the chief.

"Before we begin this… I want you to be sure you can handle this." The Chief paused to gauge the rabbit's reaction, of which was spiking with a flare of determination. "And a few points to make before we begin this. Firstly, I have locked the door and activated this lovely little device that seals the room so no one can hear us. Secondly, some of these documents and records here are… 'sealed', so let it be known that we never had this conversation and I never showed you any documents in this stack here. Understood?"

Judy nodded rapidly in affirmation of Bogo's recent statements.

"Good," he said, opening the first couple of files. "I started investigating a few things after your mention of Nick's… predisposition. Honestly, I found that story to be a bit on the light side for a reaction such as the one he has had." The rabbit gave him a scoffing stare.

"Relax, Hopps. It brought me to this point because I figured something must have happened afterwards, since kids are far more resilient than you might imagine to stuff like that. A persistent string of such events however, might have brought about the foundation for Wilde's present state. I found a terrible foundation indeed." He slid an open file to Judy, who took it and opened it quickly, wanting to understand as fast as possible.

Her ears struggled to stay upright as she read through the report that was given to her.

"Marian Wilde was viciously murdered in front of her only son, Nick," Bogo started, summarizing the report, "by a less than stable mammal that I remember having to deal with. A gazelle by the name of Phillip Mantler. He worked in records here for quite a few years. We didn't know that at the time but it goes well enough that it's worth noting. Anyways, we hadn't known who at the time was responsible. All we knew is that Nick was missing after the event. With him being reportedly 18 at that time, and missing, he became the primary suspect."

Judy looked over the reports and nodded in understanding. Bogo took that as a cue to continue.

"From all the evidence I collected here and the story I was able to piece together, I now know what was really going on. You see at that time, a few other cases were being looked into for missing mammals. Younglings. Predator parents were being murdered and the kids taken. We suspected it was a smuggling operation that targeted predators. It took the ZPD several months to get any sort of lead on the perpetrator…."

Judy was half listening, and half reading into the files, getting a good feel for the story that was being set.

The ZPD had few leads concerning their kidnappings, but many assumptions. It wasn't until a few tips came in about a gazelle in the neighborhood making a racket that sounded like domestic abuse. The oddity was that this gazelle was believed to be a single resident. No family, no spouse or roommates, no visiting friends. Not even any traffic that witnesses could recall concerning social visits.

They found out it was their own records keeper, Phillip. They had to keep him out of the loop and quickly set to raid the home after someone tipped him off and he took leave for a few days. The raid occurred barely an hour after having put in for the leave. It was then that over a dozen predators were found in Phillip's home, locked in the basement. All of them had modified shock collars and muzzles on them, having been the subjects of a deranged experiment by the gazelle to get a handle on the predator population.

Judy was getting teary at this point, obviously seeing where this was going. She set down the paperwork for a minute to adjust her blurring vision as Bogo decided to resume his story.

"I was on the raid team then. Not a big operation mind you but it still worried a lot of us. The group of mammals we freed consisted of a few young tigers, a couple leopards, a weasel, three cougars, a lion, a wolverine, two panthers, some other smaller predators, and one fox. From all accounts, this fox kept all the others spirits up. He was their source of light or optimism. He even defended some of the others when the gazelle got riled up and angry, taking whatever punishment was meant for others. The abuse he suffered was apparently pretty harsh. I was surprised that the fox survived such a place. If any of them got out of line, the collars would zap them. At the time of the raid, we were able to quickly remove the collars and muzzles. It took a good few days to get any statements worthy of note from the younglings, seeing as the muzzles were linked to the collars. If they talked too loudly or too much for the gazelle's liking, it would automatically shock the poor kids. Some of them hadn't spoken in months."

Bogo sighed as his train of thought seemed to delved deeper into his memory.

"Unfortunately, because of all the murders we were able to link to Mantler, we found out how far spread his operation was. It turned out he was using his access to records to alter everything that would lead to him. It didn't help that we were implementing a massive change to include an electronic filing system. The one up until then was very minimal and wasn't up to par. Mantler was the lead on dealing with it and apparently changed many key details in files before adding them to the new system. The most notable change was that when we interviewed the young mammals we freed from the raid, we found out that their ages didn't match known records. Our records were altered from all the murders to deter any amber alerts being sent out for those under the age of 18. Once we figured out the discrepancy, we started a full-on investigation into all our records to fix the errors. Some of the smaller mammals were given a larger age gap since it was hard to tell sometimes how old they were. Luckily, we were able to correct the records to show all the right ages for the younglings… except… the fox."

"What happened to Nick?" Judy nearly begged. Her papers didn't quite explain that one.

"I'm afraid this part is from memory because I couldn't remove the recorded transcripts I found on the interview. One of my fellow officers did the interview for the fox. He said his name was Nick and we found the file for him, though I now know it wasn't accurate, but it lacked any family history. It wasn't until our refiling that we found the discrepancy of his and his mother's name being changed to deter us from linking anything, including his age. This was before we figured out the age discrepancy mind you, because everyone else wasn't doing well with speaking. Nick was the first to do so. When told about his supposed age, he pretty solemn and quiet. They asked about relatives and he said he had none. His mom was all he had apparently. My fellow cop began asking about friends and such, inferring that a fox wasn't likely to be adopted or cared for like other species. I'm afraid that by the time the others could start speaking, Nick was gone. Apparently, the mounting details about his predicament gave him little hope he would find a home, so they assumed he ran away. That meant his age wasn't able to be corrected unless we could find him to figure out the actual number."

"So," Judy started, "No one knew his last name or age?" Bogo nodded.

"It only got worse as the details of what everyone went through were revealed. Nick went through the worst. Mantler figured out he was the more prominent figure there as a means of moral support and tried to break the group by breaking Nick. I'm afraid there was little actual detail as to what he endured beyond simple explanations. Most of it was apparently done out of view of the others as well so goodness knows what happened. Anyways, as I was saying, I went through all these connected cases and such, figuring out the path of our own Officer Wilde. Since I knew what to look for this time, I got the key part we missed in our investigation."

The buffalo slid a smaller file to Judy. She opened it slowly and looked at the paper.

"A birth certificate?" she rhetorically asked.

"His original one. Mantler changed and replaced all state records concerning his victims. At the time, the system was not as well-regulated as it should have been, but it was new and he had free reign. You would think paper copies wouldn't be touched but he got his hooves on all of them and changed them with modified copies. What he couldn't change, was the hospital records. Those were paper and out of Mantler's scope. I don't think he even thought it was relevant to look into hospital records. Hospitals though, keep original birth certificates on record and with this new revelation, I was able to request Wilde's."

The buffalo leaned forward and rest a hoof on Judy's shoulder as gently as he could.

"Nicholas Piberius Wilde is, as of now, 26 years old. He was eleven years old when he was kidnapped by Mantler, after having murdered his mother, and suffered six months as a subject of his shock collar experiments. When he was rescued and subsequently ran away, he was twelve years old. Mantler added 7 years onto his file to deter the ZPD from expending a large amount of resources to find him, especially since we viewed him as an adult."

Judy was freely crying at this point, her tears plipping onto the birth certificate in her paws as her vision blurred. She set the paper down and looked up at Bogo, whose gaze was the most caring and emphatic that she had ever seen it. She had so many questions concerning everything that happened. So many holes that weren't explained, cracks in the system that Nick kept slipping through, and now he was suffering slipping through another.

Bogo grabbed another file and handed it to the crying bunny.

"This is a detailed report about everything here and the reasons I want Wilde to have that blasted muzzle removed as quickly as possible. It may take a day or two to go through…"

Judy was about to scream her objections to that bureaucracy before the buffalo held up a hoof.

"However," he interjected Judy's almost shouting, "I think he should have a certain friend go and berate the officials there into complying with common decency. Don't you?"
"Absolutely, sir," she replied with a watery voice.

"Good. I'll put all this in and give them hell from my end. You get to that partner of yours and make sure he is treated right."

Judy was off like a bullet as Bogo chuckled lightly. The determined little rabbit never let anything get her down for too long. That look of conviction she had before darting away filled him with a sense of pride and respect, as well as a feeling of pity for whatever mammal got in her way.

It didn't take the sprinting rabbit long to find her cruiser and book it to the hospital, making sure to keep from outright violating procedure and speed limits.

Her eyes burned with a vengeful passion that made her amethyst eyes glow in the darkening day.

Once in the lobby of the hospital, she made it just under the bar for visiting hours for Nick, rushing up the stairs. Waiting for the elevator seemed like something that wouldn't agree with her restless state, so she figured the stairs would be easier than thumping a foot uselessly.

Delgato was sleepily finishing up his shift watching the room as Judy barreled in with the figurative presence of a group of rabid rhinos. Thankfully, for himself, she ignored him and went to the ZMIS officials looking after Nick.

"The muzzle is coming off now," Judy said with undeniable conviction.

The two mammals looked at each other confused. Both were large bears and seemed uncomfortable at the viscous aura the rabbit was exuding.

"I'm sorry but we can't take-" the taller black bear started.

"Muzzle. Off. Now." Repeated Judy in a deadly tone, her eyes boring through the bears. Delgato peeked in, but kept his distance.

"I don't know what you think you're- "

"Listen," interjected the increasingly threatening rabbit, "either one or both of you will open the door so I can remove the muzzle, OR I put both of you through the door and do the same. Then afterwards, you can answer to Chief Bogo. This comes from him, me, and will also come from your boss soon. I came here to avoid leaving that trap on his snout any longer than he should suffer it."

Both the bears looked at each other with uncertainty.

"Uh… Hopps," started Delgato, "you wanna fill me in on what's going on?"

"It's ok, Brian. I'm just righting a wrong here," the rabbit boasted vehemently, more at the bears than the lion.

"Three," Judy stated definitively.

"I don't think we can do anything till we get the word," remarked the shorter grizzly.

"Two," came the teasing follow up.

"Counting won't change our orders."

"One, and your orders are based on faulty information."

Delgato put in his piece, hoping to diffuse a potentially ugly situation, "Hey guys? This rabbit here took down a rhino in training. And has won sparring matches against pretty much everyone in our precinct. You don't want to incur her wrath."

The bears suddenly looked nervous and twitchy. Neither of them were overly skilled combatants. They nodded to each other and the black bear pulled out a set of keys to open the door. It used a combo physical key and keycard lock. Once the door slid open, Judy darted inside and hopped onto the bed to give Nick a heartfelt hug after a week of not being able to do so.

Nick seemed to recognize her in his continuing reverie as his glazed eyes gravitated to the bunny embracing him.

Judy wasted no time, however, in hoping he was coming back. To her, only one thing would solve this right now. Straddling herself on Nick's chest, drawing some uncomfortable noises from the two bears and Delgato.

The rabbit threw a glare in their general direction as she chastised them, "Oh get your mind out of the gutter and suck it up. Either that or go away. Personally, I would prefer the latter." The onlookers chose the latter option and vacated the room to let the grey doe do as she wished. She rolled her eyes at their insinuated idiocy.

Without further distraction, Judy leaned forward to unlatch the muzzle from Nick's head. Using a general-purpose key, much like handcuffs, the muzzle came loose with a series of snapping clicks. Unfastening the straps from their locked in position, she proceeded to lift the loosened straps over his ears and pull the muzzle gently off. It was promptly tossed to the side and clattered to the floor with a heavy set of clacks and metal ticks.

"Come on you dumb fox," Judy enticed, "come back to me."

She pressed her nose to his and used her paws to smooth out the stray tufts of fur sticking out on his face, hoping against everything that he would start up the snark on a dime again. His ears twitched slightly as a few ragged breaths escaped her, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she stared deep into his. She didn't know if it was wishful thinking or something only she could see, but it felt like life was slowly returning to his eyes. The dull green was growing brighter and seemed to try shining its brilliant emerald once again.

"I know. I know it all now. About that terrible mammal and those collars." Judy's ears lay heavily behind her head, her nose now leaning in to dig into Nick's neck.

Her ears tingled from something she couldn't explain right away. It sent shivers down her spine and made her tail wiggle. She wallowed in his scent for a bit longer, relishing whatever feeling this was.

That is… until she heard a gravelly snicker.

"Are bunnies always this melty… or just you?" came the rough voice of Nick. He had apparently snuck an errant paw or two to her floppy ears to give them a gentle rubbing that warmed her from the inside.

Judy couldn't help but laugh at his poorly timed humor.

"Oh? Did I hit a funny bone or are you just happy to see me?" came the almost irritating reply to her laugh.

"I'd say a little bit of both," Judy barely replied through a forced calm. "I can't believe how quickly you went right into Nick mode."

"It's my default," Nick proudly stated. "Besides, I wasn't sure how to respond to what you said before."

"You mean about that collar thing?" the rabbit inferred with downcast eyes.

"Yeah… but… how the heck did you even know about that?" Nick asked anxiously, raising a paw under Judy's muzzle to lift her gaze to meet his. "My name wasn't attached to anything pertaining that. They thought my name was Nick Loxley." He saw the confused look Judy gave him.

"My mom's maiden name," he explained. "I was still able to get my name back to normal but for a long while, I had to deal with that. Don't ask."

"I'm gonna ask about somethings," the rabbit sternly stated. "But to answer your questions, Bogo went on a personal investigation and connected the pieces. He found… a lot of things connected to you."

The fox raised an eyebrow in curiosity and gestured for her to continue.

"We know, Nick… about Mantler, about the collars, and… your mom."

Nick gulped loudly and turned his head to the side.

"I never knew his name. We all just called him Warden. No idea who came up with that, but it fit well enough. I still remember everyone's name. We spent the better part of six months together."

Judy sat and listened to his tale, letting him get it all out as he wished.

"I wasn't the oldest, nor the first, but I was probably the least unstable. I tried to help the others as best I could and honestly, I don't know how much good I did. All of them suffered like I did. A crazed mammal murdering their parents and taking them away in the still of the night. None of us ever got a chance to truly mourn our losses with the murderer keeping us locked away as his test subjects. Each of us had varying versions of a shock collar, fitted for our size and type of mammal. He was trying to gauge our reactions or something and tweak those things to shock us at certain levels."

"Like if you got aggressive or something?" Judy inquired.

"More like if we got overexcited or scared. The collars were some sort of sick prototype to eventually subjugate every predator in the city. Warden had some sick ideas about keeping the predator population in line. Most of the time though, he just used a remote to force us to do as he wished. Even back then I was pretty mouthy, so I got the brunt of a lot of shocks. At least I think I kept the heat off most everyone else." Tears fell slowly from Nick's cheek as he recounted a past he hadn't focused on for so long.

"From the accounts Bogo found, you were quite the brave mammal. A lot of the victims mentioned you as a source of hope and support," the rabbit mentioned, trying to lift his spirits.

Nick went a little slack jawed. His voice was lost for a minute as he tried to comprehend what he heard.

"But…," he nearly whined, "near the end… everyone looked so broken… I hadn't heard any of them speak in nearly two months. I was so sure… I was barely hanging on anymore."

"I only read reports but everyone mentioned you. You kept them here, clinging to whatever hope they had left." Judy's paw rested on his chest, feeling the resounding thump of his heart.

Suddenly, the grey rabbit was pulled into Nick's arms as he nestled his head between her ears, his breathing shallow and ragged. His chest heaved in short bursts as he seemed to be holding in the tears that threatened to burst forth.

"They really said that…," he gasped to no one in particular. "I thought I was the only one who had a shred of hope left. I almost gave up as well when the Warden saw me as a threat. I was the only one still showing signs of having a spirit, so he sought to break me I suppose. Took me aside sometimes and asked me questions. If he didn't like the answer I had, I was shocked. Suffice it say he didn't like any of my answers. It didn't happen too often at first but about a week before we were all freed, he got really antsy. Abusing any mammal who rubbed him the wrong way. I was able to redirect his rage back at me and I nearly broke because of it." Nick sighed in resignation.

"Why did you run?" Judy asked. She knew she could say he should have stayed or told the truth, but she suspected Nick knew all that and probably wondered the same.

"That officer snapped the last thread in me. It wasn't entirely his fault, but it didn't take much to take that shard of light still hiding in my heart and cut me deep with it. The officer told me about what they dug up concerning me. I didn't understand how records worked really in terms of identification, but I figured they wouldn't believe me. When he questioned me about family or friends who could take care of me, I couldn't think of any. He started making inferences about the difficulty of finding a home for a fox, especially after I've reached adulthood. I wouldn't have a home anymore. I wouldn't have a loving family. For the first time since I was captured, my mother's death finally came crashing down on me. THAT broke me. Once I was out of the interview and escorted to a safe place to sleep, I packed up what I could and ran off."

"Oh Nick," Judy whispered. "What about your father?"

"Died before I was born," came the simple reply. "No worries there, Carrots. I never knew him so I couldn't really mourn him. But after all that, I ended up taking to the streets, jaded, and with a sense of survival that bordered on indiscriminate selfishness. Sooner or later, I just accepted the age my records reflected. I hadn't even thought about it in years, until you mentioned me being 33."

Realization dawned on the rabbit as she now understood why her fox suddenly tensed up at the mention of his 'age'.

"It's funny to think you're only a year older than me now," giggled Judy.

"Sweet cheese and crackers, you're right," Nick vented with wide eyes. "I've been like this for long, I forgot I was still young.

A new light filled his eyes as he renewed his embrace with Judy, who was burning from embarrassment.

"Um… Nick?" Judy asked gently. "Are you ok?"

"I feel better than I have in so long," Nick whispered in her ear. The rabbit yelped suddenly as the red fox turned onto his side and pulled Judy in towards his chest, snuggling with her. Her ears felt as if they would burst into flames if they got any hotter. Nick's hot breath washed over the top of her head and down her back as he nestled her into his chest.

Her feet flicked lightly as she tried to resist the urge to thump her feet at nothing in particular. She was extremely embarrassed, but didn't want to disrupt this wonderful feeling of intimacy that Nick was exuding towards her. While she could keep her feet under control, her tail was another matter entirely. It wiggled and shivered with each heavy breath that vented from the fox's snout over her.

Nick must have noticed it by now because he had a paw rubbing up and down her spine, getting closer to touching her tail each time. She knew he wanted to try touching it again.

"Go ahead you idiot," she rasped as quietly as she could without keeping it too low for him to hear.

She mewed slightly, clamping a paw over her muzzle, as Nick took her at her word and raked a claw over the fur of her tail. She had plenty of siblings and her parents fiddle with her tail before, though obviously for grooming purposes or pranks. Nothing so intimate like this had happened to her before, so new feelings both scary and exciting burst forth in her mind.

The fox looked down at her with quivering slits for pupils. Her reaction only drove the predatory part of him to tease her a little more. He gripped the overly soft tuft of fur less gently and raked all his claws against the nub slowly. Judy gasped and arched her back, pressing herself further into him as her hips splayed away. Her legs stretched outward, dragging her curling toes over Nicks own legs, he shivered at the whole display and squeezed the tail tentatively, eliciting a drawn-out gasp from Judy.

"Should I stop?" Nick asked with a low growl bubbling from his throat.

"No," was the only soft reply he got.

His paw renewed a slightly tighter grip on her tail as he nipped at her ear. Judy whined slightly, her buck teeth digging into her lip as she held back noises she desperately wished to avoid making. This time she couldn't stop the thumping of her foot as one of them made errant shakes in the air. Her paws gripped the hospital gown on Nick tightly as she tried to relish this experience but her logical part of her brain still realized where she was and who was nearby.

Finally, the pawsy fox continued to embrace her normally, pulling the sheets up and over the both of them, while his breathing returned to a steady state. Judy contemplated leaving the bed to allow him rest but decided he might want the company far more than privacy. It wasn't long before Nick started breathing sleepily and his grip on her relaxed as his body succumbed to the lull of sleep.

She pressed both her ears to his chest, hearing the calm beating of his heart, and decided to fall asleep like this. After shifting a bit and removing any of her gear that might interfere with her goal, seeing as she was still dressed like a cop, Judy settled in for a night of sleep with her fox.

Nick took everything that was handed to him in life with a strength she never knew he had. Then again, he lived with years having to deal with the fact no mammal really trusted him fully. After a while, she suspected he just adapted to keeping emotional reactions out of the mix.

Such swirling thoughts plagued her mind for a short while before exhaustion set in and slammed the brakes on her mental capacity. With her eyelids heavy and breathing low and slow, sleep became as welcoming as the fox's warm embrace encircling her very existence.

"Hopps… Wilde…."

Nick squirmed lightly at the mention of his name.

"Hopps… Wilde…"

The voice was pretty low in tone. Almost caring.

The red fox tilted up from the bed and rubbed his eyes, staring at a large, imposing buffalo leaning in the doorway.

"I see that you seem to be responsive, Wilde," Bogo said quietly, as if worried he might startle the fox.

"Well I wouldn't say I'm responsive yet," replied Nick, yawning and stretching his arms. "I can barely think beyond wanting to call you a certain nickname again."

"That would be ill advised," came the gruff response, to which Nick only grinned.

"So, what's the verdict on the whole 'Keeping the savage fox caged'?" Nick sarcastically asked, waving his paws dramatically.

"Actually, I was able to fast track a few things concerning that after explaining your predicament."

The Chief looked rather tired, but exceptionally proud of himself, with his chest puffed out in pride.

"And that is?" Judy sleepily asked from beside Nick, rubbing her eyes and slowly lifting her ears.

"Our dear Officer Wilde is to be released immediately and relieved of having to wear a muzzle, of which I see has already occurred. Heard you scared two bears into allowing you to do so," Bogo remarked, sounding impressed, "and subsequently got them to leave the room."

The grey doe looked rather ecstatic at the news and hopped in the hospital bed as if the news was more for her sake than Nick's, who also looked quite happy with the news.

"The ZMIS got most of what they needed from you, Nick, and they are reviewing all the results," Bogo explained. "I'll let them explain it when they wish to. Until then, Hopps?"

"Yes sir?" Judy replied almost too loudly, making Nick's ears pin back at the sheer volume.

"Take him home."

"With pleasure!" Judy giddily stated, grabbing onto Nick's paw and dragging him out of bed and out of the room.

"Wait… Carrots!" the red fox protested.

"HOPPS!" Chief Bogo yelled. Both the rabbit and fox froze.

"Sir?" Judy anxiously asked with her ears flopping down.

"While I greatly value the enthusiasm to get Wilde home to rest properly, I do believe he would like to change into an actual outfit," Bogo gestured to Nick in the hospital gown, his tail swaying freely behind him, while he blushed slightly. "I doubt many mammals would react positively to seeing a mostly naked fox being dragged through a hospital."

Judy blushed a lot more than she believed she could and started giggling nervously, pulling her ears over her face as she quietly, but respectfully said, "Sorry sir…"

Woohoo! I did it. Got past the hardest part of the story to write, in mine own opinion at least, and can now focus on a few other developments.

Now for the part i've promised... review responses. I'm gonna start from the latest ones and work my way back.

Nurek: Thank you for your complement. I will do my best to not disappoint and never half ass it.

.2015: Nick does have it rough. I figured if he had emotional armour like he has, then there had to be sufficient scarring to justify it. and you might just get your wish, though how that happens is something i already have planned out.

An Ursus Arctos: Everyone needs a little pain to be reminded of how great the other end of the spectrum can feel. makes the good moments feel all the more fantastic. XD

Archangel12575: I sort of touched upon explaining that but to more directly respond to you, I treated it like a mental condition whereas the safety of the public outweighs his rights, unfortunately. Even in the film, Emmitt Otterton traded a defunct ward cell for one in a more proficient hospital. Public fear of a savage attack and the report of his savagery forced them to remand him as they would have one of the previously savage predators. obviously i dont cover every angle and you are absolutely correct, but you know... fiction so screw logic. haha.

Oh and I have faith that Judy will bring the pain.

Crescent the Eclipse: Thank you for the complement and remarks. I love making Nick somewhat possessive, though I hope not to denote Judy as being too complacent or submissive. just a little but not so much as to ruin the proper amount of feminism she exudes.

And NightWolf0179: Thank you for the defense and subsequent (i love that word, haha) honest opinion regarding my fanfiction. I write this story for everyone that wishes to enjoy it and those that dont can leave their criticism if they wish but that doesnt mean ill take note if it spews as much fire as the one before yours did. I actually couldnt stop laughing for a while and actually drove me harder to create a good story to spite the person. bad reason i know but it got the next chapter out quicker. XD

that's is for the review responses for now.

To reiterate, I am going to be inserting a 'lemon' chapter soon. most likely it will be inserted between this chapter and the next one i post for Dusted. So, it shall be Love Dusted (10.5). Look forward to it and do please continue to review and hopefully enjoy my story. I greatly enjoy the reactions and ego boosts i get from this. Kidding.

But seriously, I love you all for the support and look forward to working my way into your top favs for fanfictions. I'm shooting for trying to get recognition from some of my favorite writers on here. My top favorite story and author respectively being Embrace It by Starfang's Secrets. Other authors I love are Cimur of Turalis, Fox in the Hen house, and Kulkum.

Until next time, It's been a hustle, Sweethearts!