PiPo: OMG. YOU GUYS. I DIED, AND THEN CAME BACK. I'M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG UPDATING, IT'S JUST THAT THERE'S A NEW BABY, AND I HAD TO 'PREGNANT-PERSON-SIT' BEFORE IT WAS BORN, AND NOW I HAVE TO BABYSIT, AND YEAH, YOU GET IT.

Okay, so after talking to my dear lover, I know how to end this fic now, and I'm probably gonna end it soon, since I wanna get started on a Digimon fic. And yes, it will be self insertion. Why? 'Cuz I like imagining myself in a world of Anime and fictional characters. Is that so wrong? LOL.

Okay, back to story, and once again, I'm very, very sorry. –bows-

I skipped happily towards Gannon's worshop. The gold was… I don't know what the sound effect is. Is it 'ringing'? 'Clanging'? Anyway, so you get it. Tony hammered on my arm to get my attention, and since he's a teddy bear, it didn't hurt whatsoever. I stopped skipping.

"Why're you so happy today?" He asked.

I beamed at him. "Oh, you'll see."

"Did something happen?"

"Can you wait until I see Gannon?"

"Why're you gonna see Gannon?"

"Tony?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up." And he did.

I continued skipping towards the workshop. Today was a good day. Just as I was about to open the door, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hi, Kat." It was Chellsea. "Did you need anything?"

I spun around, grinned, and then showed her the bag of gold we collected at the ranch. "Hi, Chellsea. We have enough money to renovate, now."

Chellsea's face lit up. "Oh, really? That's great!"

I nodded. "Yup, so I need to see your dad and order the house, and crap."

Chellsea opened the door, and then motioned for me to come in. "You can place your order with me, and I'll tell Patrick and Dad."

"Alright. Awesome."

She walked behind the counter, and pulled out a few papers. "Here you go."

I thanked her, and then started filling the order forms out. "Where is your dad, anyway?"

She shrugged. "He and Patrick got a request to build a house for someone."

I cocked my head a bit, confused. "So, we have a new neighbour?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "Patrick said something about knowing the guy that moved in… um… I think he said something about 'Yan Yan'. But, aren't those stick cookies that you can dip?"

My eyes widened. No way. "IAN'S HERE?"

Chellsea smiled. "Yeah, that's his name."

"So, if Ian's here, that means MaeMae and Leon's here!" I gave her the filled out papers as well as the money.

Chellsea's eyebrows arched up. She was confused. "I'm not sure about 'MaeMae', but yeah. Leon's one of Ian's friends and there was a girl with them… Selene, I think."

I laughed. "Yeah. Selene. It's just that Selene, Ian, and I are kind of related, so I call Selene 'MaeMae'."

Chellsea nodded. "Ah, I see." And then she smiled. "They can get your house done in about a week. So, you can stay at the hotel east of the island."

And once again, my eyes widened. "…THERE'S A HOTEL EAST OF THE ISLAND?"

Chellsea nodded again. "Didn't you know that?"

I shook my head, and then she laughed. "Oh, well you guys have been working really hard for the past few days, so I guess it makes sense that you didn't really notice it."

…How on earth could I miss a hotel?

I'm… incredibly… stupid.

"So, I have to book a room for a week, right?"

Chellsea beamed at me. "Pretty much."

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…You know, when I saw the hotel, I couldn't believe I had missed this. It was so… pink. And it was HUGE. How incredible dense could I have been?

Or, how I could have missed this diner over here.

Or that café…

…Wow. I've been living under a rock.

Tony groaned. "Ugh. Why is it so pink?"

"Maybe the owners wanted to catch the tourists' attentions?"

"Well, it worked."

"True say."

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The inside… was incredible. It was much, much more spacious than our little crap of a house for sure. I actually couldn't wait to stay here.

Tony nudged me. "I think that's where we can book our room." And then he pointed towards a counter.

I smiled, and then walked towards it. Since there was nobody there, I 'ding-ed the dong'. And then, almost immediately, the hotel owner popped in. It was… wrong in so many levels.

He smiled. "Hey, there."

"Uh.. Hi. Okay, so, um… I work at the ranch, and since we're getting our house remodelled, we're thinking of staying here."

…This guy… needs to stop smiling. "Alright!" He turned towards his calculator. "How long will you be planning on staying?"

"About a week." I answered.

And he began typing away… with that creepy smile on his face the whole time. "Ah…" He faced me. "You're in luck. There's only one room left."

I faked a smile. "That's great. We'll take it."

His smile seemed to falter a bit when he heard me say 'we'.

…Ew. Creeper.

"How many of you will be staying here?"

"Four… no, five."

The man turned back to his computer and started typing again.

Tony looked up at me. "Five?" He whispered.

I shrugged. "I'm sure Jesse wouldn't want to share his bed with you here."

"Did you say something?" It was the man.

"Uh… I'm practising my ventriloquism!" I lifted Tony up and pretended to make him speak.

Well, it was actually Tony speaking.

"HELLO. I AM ANTHONY."

…PAHAHAHHAHA! The guy bought it.

He clapped. "Wow! You're good. Here are your keys for the room. Enjoy."

PiPo: AND THAT'S IT FOR NOW. LOL. AND YES, AFTER LONG MONTHS OF WAITING… MARK SHALL COME. =D