Hello! A little closer to the 4th week this time round, sorry about that! But here we are!

Its a slightly shorter update this time, but I think you'll see why in the end, muhahaha.

Hope you're all well!

Disclaimer: I don't own AOT.

In all honesty, I'm not sure what the hell I'm meant to think about the situation. Was I still meant to be angry? Was I meant to be upset and quivering in a corner? I have no idea. For the time being, I sit in the breakfast room having not slept very damned well. Levi had already got up and headed out for training. Since our esteemed leader decided to become a desperate horn-dog, lavishing me with his fucking tongue, I hadn't seen much of Levi for the rest of the day. I don't know if it's a good thing or not, that I haven't really had to hide this unease. I mean, I don't really want to tell him. It would only create more tension, and we hardly needed more of that in this damned place. For a while now, Levi's relationship with the Blonde-fuckwit had slowly been improving. I mean... very slowly, to the point that you wouldn't much notice. But it had been a few days since he openly mentioned wanting to hurt the man, so I don't particularly want to ruin that. Yet, at the same damned time, why should I cover up for Erwin Smith? He was in the wrong here, not me. I had done nothing! I hadn't even returned the fucking smooch. And yet here I sit, worrying about it and getting my stomach in knots.

This has to be the most annoying move from the universe yet.

I sigh and sip my coffee, hoping that the training was going well at least. If I could focus on a new team, I might be able to simple compartmentalise my way out of this mess. To think my way out of this irritation and confusion. Ignore the twerp for a couple weeks, and then simply smile at him like nothing had happened. That might even prove to be the most effective means or torment, act like he didn't exist, and that nothing had happened. After all, I'd already sent his presumptive ass to the floor, so there was no misunderstanding. He knew he wasn't wanted. Right? Then again, I hadn't thought there was a misunderstanding to begin with. Yet, that shithead had thought he had the right to kiss me?

I grit my teeth and stare at the steam rising from my coffee. Bull-headed moron. I think what annoys me most, is that from him, a man built on the art of diplomacy, I'd have expected words first. A long-winded explanation of attraction, a mind-fuck of exposition about when his attraction had began. But no. He broke the trend, and just threw himself in. Dammit, why couldn't these predictable men stay that way? What was next? A serenade and heartfelt love-letter from Levi? By the walls, if that happens I'm gonna have to go ask Petra to slap me into next week. Then I might find my marbles again by the time I catch up.

A hand taps my shoulder and I jolt, looking up and blinking at Mike who hands over an envelope. "Word from Chai I believe, hope it's good news." He nods and makes to move away. But I grab his sleeve. He pauses and looks over his shoulder at me, but once again not meeting my eyes. When I continue to hold on, he sighs and turns more. "Kat?"

"Look, Sniffer, would you stop avoiding my eyes, like it was you being a perverted arsewipe? C'mon, it isn't your fault he took leave of his senses." I say and hold firm when he shifts his weight and clears his throat. Under that shaggy fringe, a blush brews. "Mike..."

"I know I'm not to blame, I just can't help but wonder where the hell it came from." He murmurs, sitting down next to me. "We talked about it before you'd returned from the UG, and in all honesty I have to consider that I might have pushed this issue. I might be why he so suddenly... snapped."

I blink and shake my head at him. The blush deepens.

"Mike Zacharias, no. Stop that idiocy right now. Just because you had a conversation with a comrade about the fact he wanted to diddle me, doesn't make you accountable for the idiot going ahead and trying to choke me with his tongue!"

Mike winces. "Diddle?"

I snort and shrug. "It's only breakfast time, trying to cut back on some bad words before lunch."

He then nudges my shoulder. "Well I'm grateful for the pass. But I'm also amazed at your restraint. He was still bearing all the right bits when I found him on the floor."

"For the time being." I mutter, sipping the coffee and leaning against the big-ass tree. "He's a fool, that likely thought himself into a corner. As usual." I add with a roll of my eyes. Mike nods. "So... what was he like when you found him? Please say sobbing like a girl and rocking back and forth."

"Unfortunately not quite that dramatic." Mike shook his head, and I pout.

"C'mon, at lease a snivel?"

"He was sitting in the middle of the floor, with his head in his hands. He didn't even hear me come inside the office, damn good thing I wasn't a cadet or something. Not seen him look that pathetic in... well... must be years. Eventually, he looked up at me and I gave him a swift punch to the jaw."

"You didn't." I laugh and Mike just looks at me.

"Of course I fucking did."

I smile and feel my own cheeks blush. Good to know I had my defending knights on call, eh?

"It ain't right what he did, Kat. And, he knew that. Kept thinking of ways to make it up to you, kept pacing once he got off the floor, and tried to manoeuvrer his way out of it."

"Oh god, what's he come up with?" I can't help but lean away.

Mike smirks. "Don't worry, I told him the best thing would likely be, to leave you the hell alone for a good month. Maybe six." He snorts and I nod, the man knew me well. I drain my coffee and he taps the envelope still in my hand. "Think he meant to give you that yesterday, only got it in the morning post, so don't worry, it isn't much delayed."

"It's fine, the post is so slow it likely won't have made a difference if it got stuck in his slush pile for a week." I hum and undo the envelope.

"Fancy another cup?"

"Why not, I'd enjoy the company too in all honesty." I add, glancing his way with a dash of hope. He nods again, that smirk almost glimmering into a real smile. He was a gem. He heads away to get a fresh cup of energy for us both, and I unfold the yellowed parchment carefully. She'd gotten some fancy stuff. Hopefully that means things are going well.

Dearest Kitty Kat,

We're all doing great down here, for the time being. We've been on the spring cleaning madness, so naturally all the kids are grumpy little buggers with me. They like cleaning the house as much as they like cleaning themselves. Still, never known the place to polish up so good! Morale's been superb since your visit. No more weird shadows in the windows, or rattling at the door. I really think your visit did the world of good, so thank you my dear, once again thank you so much! To Levi as well of course. I hope things are going well there. I've obviously known of your feelings for the man for a long time – who the hell wouldn't? But I have to say, I was taken back by the way he looked at you. Like, damn woman! Whenever you weren't looking, my fiery friend, I swear his eyes were glued to you. I think I even saw the hint of a smile once, you can imagine the willpower it took not to faint from shock!

I chuckle to myself, cheeky mare that she was. My cheeks are burning already, and I'm barely into the damned letter. It was unopened thankfully. If it weren't, I'd be wondering if these well meaning words had been what lead to Erwin's moment of madness. As it was, there was no connection, just a weird coincidence the world had sent my way.

I accept the coffee from Mike and continue to read as he looks over his own mail.

So really, I hope that's still going well between the two of you. Just please don't let yourself think your way out of it. I know I'm a sucker for romance, and I know you think I trust men too easily, but in Levi I really saw something good. Even with his connection to that god awful man, Kenny. And best of all, I think Levi is good for you. Please let yourself be happy whilst you're out there frighting for us. I won't pretend to not know that that is what you're doing, Katsumi. You go out there and you fight those huge beasts for us. And it means the world. I keep making you the star of our bedtime stories, the Adventures of Claws against the Mountains. The kids love it! Maybe I should write them down? What do you think? Heh, could have my own little book series in no time!

Tessa is doing really well. Almost back to her usual boulshy self! She was helping me paint the outside of the house today, and she started singing again. She has such a lovely voice, and she keeps singing all those old tunes you used to sing whenever you were looking after the kids for me. It's like having a mini you around the place. Not the real thing – but she does have a slightly sweeter voice, sorry love.

I laugh again and shake my head. A sweeter voice wasn't heard when I sound like cats being thrown into iced water. I turn the page and sip my coffee, the mess-hall is filling up and conversation burbles around. What a normal feeling morning. There's a little stain on the top of the page, but it just makes my smile broaden, that was tea. I wonder if one of the little ones clambered onto her lap during writing? Wouldn't be the first time. I can't deny, my heart aches a little bit.

Do you remember the little boys down the street? The ones that used to come and sweep the porch every morning? Well they're growing up nicely. I think Tessa likes the eldest one, but she's done no more than glare and blush at him – see? Mini you! Anyway, the boys work for the merchants now, but don't worry, they ain't becoming thugs. I have personal promises – such dears. They spend most of their time helping clean up the area, actually. I dunno who they're trying to impress more, me, Tessa, or the MP's. Either way, they're not doing bad in all areas. They've sorted out three abandoned houses already, and two families have moved in, and one is in the process! Not all doom and gloom down here – just wanted to remind you of that before you write yet another apology about us not being up there with you. Seriously, stop that rubbish. I know you're looking into it, but I also know how difficult it is. I know I'm blonde, but give me a little credit you daft wench. Don't let it rule your days, Kat, we're doing just fine!

Anyway, I hope the recruitment drive went well, and that you have a whole host of new minds to sort out! I'm sure they'll be brilliant soldiers under your care – just don't scare them too much, all right? Not all kids are as hardy as our lot down here, keep that in mind. Tessa was talking about signing up when she's old enough, if she isn't already, I wasn't sure. What do you think? I told her I would ask you, so here I am, writing it out in front of her and assuring her you'll look into it. Would that get her to the surface? Or can you get that big blonde Commander to help us out? Perhaps flutter those long lashes and wear that buttoned shirt a little lower, eh? Haha, only joking love, but I would be glad to know your thoughts. As would Tessa – as she's just reminded me for the... thousandth time I think.

Let me know, stay safe and look after yourself! (And I do mean eat properly, woman!)

All the love in the world,

Chai and the kids (there's not enough parchment for their names, as well as not enough hours in the day)

I sigh and put it down, leaning on my hand and grinning at that scrawled handwriting. She was a dear. Tessa in the army though, that would be intriguing to say the least. The trainers wouldn't know what hit them! I look to Mike and he puts his post down, smiling softly.

He nurses his coffee. "Everything all right?"

I nod. "Yeah, superb actually, didn't even see any code phrases or anything. Just genuinely good. I was wondering though, Chai mentioned Tessa wanting to sign up... could she do that? Is that something that's allowed?"

He hums and purses his lips. "In all honesty, I'm not sure. I could talk to Erwin about it, get his take. In all likeliness you could ask him for anything right now, and he'd serve it up on a silver platter... but still, I'll go ask on your behalf."

"Likely the best idea." I chuckle and hold the coffee close, the warmth pleasant. "I reckon Tessa would do great up here, I'd just have to worry about where she'd sign up."

"Wouldn't want her with these ruffians then?" He chuckles as a bickering match breaks out two tables down.

I shake my head. "It isn't that, Mike, and you know it. Nah, I'd worry that she'd follow me simply for the sake of following. Not that she'd want to, but because she'd feel she had to, make sense?"

"It does indeed." He nods and taps the paper. "I'm glad to know it's going well though, at some point I'd really like to meet the woman herself. It's a great thing when someone from such a place, can turn a small piece of it into something good."

"Whoa, getting a bit deep there, Sniffer." I smile and he shakes his head at me. "I'm joking, old man. I think she'd love ya, she'd find your height ridiculous, but yeah, Chai would take to you. If she can take to Levi..." I laugh and Mike chuckles along with me.

"Reckon she could take to just about anyone then."

"Yup, she's not a picky woman. Thankfully." I hum and slide the letter back into the envelope, putting it in my pocket and patting it lovingly. I had kept all her letters. It was nice to look back over stories of the everyday, especially in the wake of a mission.

"So then, you heading out to see how that new team is shaping up?"

"Yeah, guess I better," I drain that second cup and stand. "I wanna see how Ral's doing, she's excited but nervous as hell. Wants to impress, Levi." I wink and waggle my brows.

Mike tilts his head. "Uh oh, cat-fight on the horizon?"

"Hardly! I think she's adorable for being so smitten. It's cute!"

He raises a brow. I think. "Not a normal reaction, I have to say."

"Ach, she's a good gal, she's allowed a crush." I smile and pat his shoulder. "Don'tcha worry Mike, just because I slammed Erwin to the boards doesn't mean I'm suddenly a brute again."

"Again? When did you ever stop-" his voice cuts away as I skiff the back of his head and then walk away. His chuckles follow me out the door which I slam a little bit. His chuckles turned into laughter.

Cheekiness was making the rounds.

I head over to the training ring just as Levi takes off with a couple more candidates. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was avoiding me. Good thing I wasn't the one being naughty, or I'd be a wreck of worry. Petra is by the fence, drinking from her tankard. Sweat's gathering on her pinked brow and along that freckled nose. Looks like she's fresh off the course. I head over and sit on the fence, booping her sparkly nose and grinning.

"How's it going out here?"

She wipes her brow. "I think, well? The Captain doesn't say much, I have to admit. But I think he was pleased with my time. We did some hand-to-hand this morning and I nearly landed a hit so..."

"That's damned good, kiddo." I grin, hearing orders barked around the trees. "If he hasn't said anything that's better than a lecture. If he actually says 'good job' or even 'not bad' you can consider yourself set for life."

"Really?" She bites her lip and goes all bright-eyed. Is that a bushy tail too?

I tap her nose again. "Yup, so don't worry about silence. Silence is, good. Oh! I got more word from, Chai. Seems she's doing real well. Kids sound fine and seems like the visit downstairs worked. No more boogie men."

"Oh, that's wonderful. How's, Tessa?" Petra asks, and I'll admit that I'm touched she even remembered the name. I'd been chatting away to her, and realised my mouth had run on for far too long, but bless the girl, Petra was hanging on every word.

"She's doing great, thanks. Apparently thinking about signing up to the military... I've asked Mike to see what the Commander thinks."

"Oh? How'd you feel about that one?"

"I mean if it's what the girl wants, hell yes, but personally I'm worried she's only wanting to do it, because I did." I sigh, and Petra pats my knee. "I know, I know, I'm worrying about there being nothing to worry about. Just hope Mike gets an answer sooner, rather than later."

"Surely you'd get further with that?" Petra laughs, but it dies away when she looks at me. I hadn't meant to react, but clearly I had. Apparently I wasn't doing well with masks right now. I clear my throat and try to move on, but those hazel eyes are honed in on me and a pale hand lands on my knee and squeezes. Ah, shit. "What's up, Kat? Did you end up arguing with the Commander, or something? He gave the go ahead for the team, so I kind of assumed your meeting went well."

I sigh and hang my head. "It went fine, I just... He was a bit of an ass. Let's leave it at that, all right, Love?"

"Sure thing, Kat." Petra pats the knee and lets go.

"So anyway, how're you finding serving under Levi?" I ask, and my grin reappears when she does a double-take. Yeah, I meant that innuendo. I meant it 100%. I giggle as she pouts at me, blush brewing under those freckles. "Oh c'mon, let me have my fun!"

"The more you tease, the more I worry you actually think I'm going to do something untoward!"

"Untoward?!" I repeat, shocked and appalled, hand to my chest and the other fanning my face. Petra glares, and I tug her over to ruffle her hair. She sighs and leans in to hug me. "You are too sweet for your own damned good, woman. You really are."

"It is just teasing, isn't it?" She looks up at me, eyes big. "You don't actually suspect that I would..."

"Be untoward?" I suggest with a wink, and she smiles despite the brightening blush. I hop down and lean on the fence next to her. "Petra Ral, you're allowed to be enamoured with your Captain. Adore him all you want, in all likeliness, my dearest wee cherub of a sweetheart, he hasn't noticed at all."

She keeps smiling and bites her lip. "But I rather hate that you have!"

"It's a crush. An attraction that frankly, I have no basis to deny you. I'm with the man, I don't own his looks for fuck's sake. He's an angry little shithead, most of the time, but let's face it, he's got a nice looking ass and a undeniable... something." I shrug and smile at her, glad to see her relax.

"You're an amazing woman, Kat."

"Hardly love, I just have a bit more perspective. But really I mean it, like I said, adore him all you want. I trust you, and I trust him. Plus, I know exactly how to kill you if you ever take my trust for granted." I wink, "I can bleed you out in ten seconds sweetheart."

She laughs, taking another swig of her tankard and sighing. "I don't doubt it, Claws."

"Good to know."

"I'm glad to know you're a reasonable woman, Katsumi. Well... most of the time." She adds with a nudge and I take the drink she offers. "However, all jokes aside, I do promise it's nothing more than a silly school-girl crush."

"I appreciate the sentiment. But it is nice to know, someone else is potentially here for him." I murmur, feeling a slight chill run down my spine. I guess, that had been going on in the back of my head, hadn't it? If I were to die, if I were to suddenly be taken out of the picture by the inane will of a Titan, someone else would look at Levi like a man. Not a trophy soldier, not humanity's strongest, not a pawn. But a man who can break. It was a comfort to me, even if I hadn't really known it till now.

Petra tugs on my hair. "Kat... I'm not sure I like that weird tone." She grumbles. "I'm not a replacement for you."

"Wasn't suggesting anything of the sort, I make no plans to be leaving. I have too much fun still to have." I wink and she nods, still watching me though. That bright gaze was loving, but it was intense too.

My gaze has turned to the trees, and I take a deep breath – really, the issue would be his own stubbornness. Maybe it was time I actually wrote that damned letter. I'd planned to since we properly joined this madhouse, to jot down my wayward thoughts and spell it all out for the fool that I love. If I am gone, he had to keep going, just like I would try to keep going if he were gone.

"Oi! Kat?" Petra waves a hand in front of my face and I blink, looking to her and shaking my head. "Didn't hear a damned word, did you?"

"No, sorry, million miles away." I chuckle and she clicks her tongue.

"I was saying, it looks like a storm's coming in, can you help me sort out the horses later on? After patrols?"

"Oh right! Yeah, no bother." I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Did Levi mention that he might need me for training, or..."

"No, I think you can go about your day however you want." She nods and grins. "Take the time off whilst you can, eh?" She pats my shoulder, and then tightens her straps. The group haven't even got back yet, and she's eager to go. I think she's definitely gonna be on the team, Levi likes a hard-worker, and Petra Ral was that to the bone.

"You still training for the time being?" I ask as I hop back over the fence, taking a deep breath and sighing. She was right though, rain was in the air for sure. Might even have to call of training tomorrow.

Petra tucks her hair back. "Yeah, we ain't all allowed to decide our own training regime. Talk later, Kat. Good luck with Tessa!" She says, waving as I meander back towards the HQ and wonder what the heck I'm gonna do with myself.

Well, I guess I could write that letter?

No time like the present.

I hum and head for my room. A pot of tea, some parchment and a quill with ink. What a homey set-up I'd have. I could kill a couple birds with one stone, couldn't I? Write my letter to Levi, one that I hope never has to be opened, and also write back to Chai. I could let her know the wheels are in motion. With any luck, by the time I finished the letter, Sniffer might be able to report back from the Blonde Brute himself.

3rd person POV

In the bowels of the earth, where air grew stale and light faded to nought by flickering lanterns, smoke rose to the chained heavens. It twisted. It coiled. It writhed and smothered everything in it's drifted path. The tomb-like ceiling of the Underground City was lightly shrouded in dark black mist, that crawled along and told everyone the same thing.

Something had happened.

Something bad.

The city was bustling like always, cats fought down alleyways and merchants overcharged for mediocre produce. But gradually, it trickled through the streets. People smelt the air and noted the extra sharpness. Like a needle grazing their noses, and tickling the back of their throat. The kind of sharpness to the air that preceded screaming. Only the screams were long gone. They had echoed up into that blackened soot and faded away. They'd happened in the night. They'd melted to eerie silence paired with the groaning of charred wood. The further through the city you went, the closer to the black trail you got, the sharper the air grew.

The thicker the mist gathered along the roof.

The heavier the silence grew.

Two boys, two innocent boys who had grown up to be decent men working for merchants, and cleaning up their home-area, stood before that sharp smell. They stared. Only the night before, they'd swept the porch like always, they'd brushed down that freshly painted door. They'd accepted sweet tea from that kindly hen-mother, just like they had since they needed more milk in the cup than tea. What had happened during the night? What happened after she waved them off with a smile and a fond farewell. What had turned the ceiling so dark, the air so sharp, and the silence so cold?

In the bowels of the earth, where air grew stale and light faded to nought by flickering lanterns, smoke rose from the husk of a home.

Well, well, well, what have we here? Another horrible cliffhanger, I know, I'm so sorry. I cannot help myself. Hope you enjoyed and see you in 3-4 weeks (i'll aim to be bang on time for the 3rd week this time around, keep the waiting to a minimum and all that...)

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SHOUTOUTS:

GermanWinter: I'm glad you liked the first scene, I liked it too! I really enjoy writing them when they're doing normal things. Having a cuppa, planning things out. It's a nice reprieve to all the action. I'm glad you were uncomfortable, haha, that was indeed the intention so thank you! That's a big bit of praise for me! I would wholly agree with you, yes, normally Erwin is the type to be withheld. But basically, I wanted to let a less refined side out, if that makes sense? I also didn't wanna do the cliché unrequited love shit, because... in a way I didn't think THAT part would fit Erwin. He's way too driven, so yeah, whilst I agree he would normally hold himself back, he's also far too driven to never act on it. Lol.. bit of both in the end, I guess. Haha, yes, Katsumi took no prisoners here, she was NOT to be played with. I cannot stand it when a female character 'claims' to be oh-so-annoyed, but doesn't do anything but complain about it afterwards. Woman, hit that bugger for being such a perv! For the name, I wanted something like Katherine, but I wanted it to have a link to Japanese culture, or perhaps a more old-style European (the two main cultures referenced in the series). I went with the Japanese name Katsumi and generally it means 'victorious beauty' but that's a simplification. Basically the two parts of the name mean 'victory, triumph' and 'purity, or beauty', which to me made a lot of sense considering her initial mission to save Levi from his darkness ^-^ hope that answers your question! I don't usually bother too much with 'meaning' behind names, but that was an instance of "oh hell yes." I felt that it kinda hit both the Asian and European thing, the full name Katsumi sounding rather Asian, whilst Kat is more European ^-^ Haha, I am serious, if you have a pressing issue etc. seriously just ask. I love teaching people and offering help whenever I can. I owe a lot to helpful writers, so really, I'm more than eager to give back!

I think if the "Petra is actually a psycho in love" thing is done consistently, and well, it can be fascinating, because we see her ability to turn violent in the anime etc. BUT it so often isn't done well. She's done cutie-pie then murderous whore, the strangest bi-polar you ever did see, haha. I felt, in the anime and manga, that was she was just a very... normal person. Kinda like the Jean of her own group, she has aspirations, and she had human emotions too, like fear and love, but really they were masked by the fact she was a damned hard-worker, and more often than not focused on the mission rather than anything else. But we see that she's kind, she takes time to talk with Eren like a normal person, whilst Gunther etc (and rightly so, don't get me wrong) are a bit more... stand-offish to him. But Petra made a point of calming his fidgety-ness when they were cleaning the HQ, she's the one that's demanding to have Eren's trust, because I think it really matters to her, to know that she can be trusted. Sorry, haha, i'll stop now! I don't 'love' her character, but I really liked her role. She was the only woman in Levi's Squad, and I thought that was great, she was obviously a badass, but they didn't bang on about it like they kiiinda do with Mikasa. Petra was a quiet badass. Anyway, that's just my read on her, I hope you're still liking how I write her, I'm certainly enjoying writing it!

I guess this was a slightly slower chapter again, so yeah, sorry about that, but I hope the cliff-hanger kept you intrigued ;) shit is going down my friend. Thank you once again for being so wonderful and reviewing, it's amazing that you take the time, really! Hope you enjoyed the update, and I'll hopefully speak to you again in 3-4 weeks!

MadnessIsContagious: You seriously need to stop apologising for reviewing 'late' as you call it, you really have nothing to apolgise for! I'm glad I kinda caught you off-guard, but also it didn't come out of nowhere with the Erwin thing. It's the right balance, so thanks for highlighting it. Erwin did fuck up, yes, yes he did.

Thank you for the praise! I actually went home the other day, found my old book series on my parents computer (that shit hasn't been touched since like 2009-2010) and I am gonna be cringing for DAYS over that. CW deffo has a more BOOM start-up, for sure. Yeah, I love the opening to CW tbh, I really do. You're rambling is wonderful as always.

Yeah, Annie is just... mleh. Haha, she's there, she's a plot device, but mleeeeeh. Tbh I don't feel like I really know Zeke's canon character. In the more recent chapters I have reeeally felt like Isamya has let the characterisation fall to the side a bit. Its a shame, because it was the characters that gripped me into the series in the first place, so yeah, I'm really just winging it with Zeke and making him into my own thing. Oh, well let me know if and when you watch the second season - it's beautifully animated by the way, stunning. I love interacting with my readers, it's wonderful! I really do appreciate your reviews, every time! As for Petra, I just really liked her. She isn't my favourite, and personally I never saw much of the whole Levi x Petra thing, but I am having a lot of fun writing her. I find it actually helps me to get to know the characters more, if that makes sense. But anyway, glad you're enjoying her portrayal! I appreciate my regular reviewers SO much. This month I only had 2 reviews on this story, it's my baby one anyway, but it's still like "oh... anyone reading this?" but then I get you, and the lovely GermanWinter commenting, and I just grin from ear to ear. I love it. You guys keep me going, ya really do. Yeah, I can't stand it when people just leave the story, they don't give notice of a Haitus, or any indication of coming back. It's very annoying, and it's a big part of why I stopped reading fanfics, too many authors just don't seem to care about the audience they've cultivated.

Yeah sorry, I need to finish one or two of my current projects first, its just a lot of work tbh, and even the monthly updates are tricky. Meh, if people unfollowed because I called someone out on a dumbass comment, then frankly I don't really want their readership, I suffer no fools, haha! I hope you enjoyed this update, it was a bit shorter I know, but really it's just setting up for a shit-storm ;) thanks again, speak soon!