Hey Descendants,

You ready for the fallout of that meeting Ben and his father had, cause we're staring down the barrel of consequences.

Enjoy :)

-Dark-

Carlos holds his sword at the ready before he feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand up again. He turns, looking over his shoulder at the beach house. Beyond it. Into the thick green forest of palm trees and shrubs that blocked their little paradise from the view of the road. He couldn't see them, but he could feel their eyes on him.

It's just the people trying to protect us. He reminds himself for the tenth time. It's just good people.

"Pup! Pay a-fucking-tention." Mal snaps as she knocks his blade out of his hand with a powerful kick to the handle of the sword.

"Sorry!" Carlos immediately turns back and rushes to retrieve his blade, "Sorry."

"I get it, but seriously, this ain't any different from any day on the isle." Mal rolls her eyes, "So what if we're being watched?"

"People on the isle were better at it." Carlos pouts.

"Yeah, and we had one of the best at our back." Jay agrees, "Which is probably why their eyes are so heavy. Kid fuckin' haunted us so much we honed a skill by accident."

"Yeah," Carlos frowns, but slowly nods, "You're right." He takes a deep breath and holds his sword up again, "Ready."

"Bet a bag of gummy bears I can disarm you again in ten seconds or less." Mal smiles wickedly at him.

Hiro snickers from the porch swing he was lazing in, "You guys have money, and candy for days-"

"It feels more dangerous to risk candy." Mal taunts.

"We didn't have it on the isle." Jay shrugs, "Man, you should have seen Carlos in the limo on the way here."

"You weren't much more civilized ya know." Mal rolls her eyes.

"Says the dragon that hoarded all the weird colored sour ribbon things." Jay teases as he taps his sword to hers.

"They made my tongue feel funny," She deflects, "It was deliciously worth it, even the burn."

Hiro snickers as he pulls his phone back out.

"Nani might literally kill you brah." David shakes his head as he looks over his shoulder and kicks the frame, setting the swing into motion.

"I'll bet you a box of pocky that doesn't happen." Hiro chuckles as he continues tapping away on his phone.

"Oh, It's on brah."

"Jump in when you're ready Carlos." Jay grunts as Mal brings her sword down on his.

"Sounds good to me." Carlos quickly nods as he settles in to watch their battle.

"Actually jump in Carlos." Mal glares at the boy as she and Jay battle for dominance with their blades.

"Right!" Carlos automatically jumps forward and slips the tip of his sword under Mals, assisting Jay in throwing her off.

"Pretty good, pup." Jay nods in approval. "And here I was worried you were getting rusty."

Mal jumps back, sending sand flying as she glares, "Oh, that's how it's gonna be huh?" A mischievous glint lights her eyes.

"No! Mal? No, that's not how it has to-" Carlos shakes his head before he looks down at the sword in his hand, "Mal-" Nope, she was already circling. When she prowls closer to the steps leading to the house he quickly throws his sword in the sand and runs, "Noooo!"

"Pup!" Jay laughs at Carlos' retreat. "Come back!"

David chuckles as he leans over the railing, "For a kid that claims to hate running, he is very fast."

They all laugh as Dude starts chasing him.

"Yep, can only think of two people who can catch him." Jay nods, "He's always hated fighting, even the practice kind."

"I think he just hates fighting me." Mal huffs.

"You play with your prey before ending it."

"That's what you're supposed to do when you're better, how else am I supposed to get practice?"

Hiro laughs as he pockets his phone, "Good advice." He jumps from the swing, avoiding David's foot before he jumps over the railing, "I'm gonna go show chibi-chan how to weaponize robots."

David turns his head to the side, "What?!"

"Just kidding." Hiro grins widely as he shoots David a double thumbs-up before running off.

David shakes his head before he lets it drop, "Ten peanut butter cups says this becomes my fault over dinner."

Jay chuckles, "I'll stand up for ya. I definitely saw ya try."

"Thank you." David grins.

"There are worse people to weaponize things." Mal shrugs.

Jay snorts, "You're not still sore about that are you?"

"They got canons, black powder, and Deez. You got a stupid rifle. Of course, I'm still sore about it." Mal rolls her eyes, "Little shit obviously preferred them."

"That's a lot of fire-power." David shrugs, "Did you guys ever have to use that stuff?"

"Brah, I'd never even seen a gun 'til T nicked one from the army."

Mal shakes her head, "The shit you used to hide from me."

"How'd book club get started back up again?" Jay glares as he faces her and holds his sword at the ready.

Mal glares back. "That was three things," She bounces her sword against his, "Want me to list yours?"

"Want me to list the rest of yours?" Jay stands up straighter and taps his sword to hers.

Mal narrows her eyes, "Those don't count."

"Says you," Jay lifts his brow.

"Brahs- Don't make me pick up a sword and jump in there," He sighs as he balances on one hand, as if bracing to spring over the railing, "I'm not going to know what I'm doing, one of you is bound to nick me, I'll bleed, you'll feel bad, and Nani won't let this fly without padding ever again." He shrugs casually, "But, ya know, options."

Jay chuckles before he shrugs and looks Mal over, "In the past?"

Mal studies him for a moment before she rolls her eyes and puts out her hand, "In the past."

The two of them clap their off hands together, briefly hug, and then just as quickly step back.

"Wanna pick up Carlos's sword and get a couple of practice swings in?" Jay offers with a wicked grin as he turns to David, "I'd hate to accidentally nick ya because ya didn't know what you were doing. It would feel like failing you."

"Sounds like a plan, brah." David grins before he pushes off the railing. He walks down the steps and scoops up Carlos's abandoned sword, "I'd love to see your teaching style."

"Training newbs is your thing." Mal shrugs, "Let me know when he's decent. Imma go see what Lilo's working on. Figure out what this photoshoot she's wanting us to do is and if it's even worth our times' and shit."

David chuckles, "It's like that?"

"Definitely." Mal playfully rolls her eyes.

"It's because she refuses to have control over how hard she goes." Jay snorts.

David nods slowly, "Heard." He grins, "Hope you find it's worth it. Lilo is an amazing artist, especially when photography is concerned."

"I don't doubt that." Mal grins, "She has a wicked style."

Jay drums his fingers across the table as he looks over the math problems in front of him. His brain was starting to feel like mush. Since when did math have letters in it?

"Are you sure we can't just all focus on what we're good at?" Mal's head thunks the table.

"What she said." Carlos quickly agrees from behind his English book. "I don't see why labeling sentences are so important. Or practical. And who cares what color the curtains are on page twenty-eight?"

Evie sighs, "Well, details are important, and so is maximizing the amount of information and foreshadowing you can put in a story-"

"I actually enjoy reading books, Evie! But this stuff is stupid."

"I know some of this might feel stupid, and honestly some of it is," Nani chuckles, "So if you guys finish I'll bring you all out for ice cream."

Hiro grins as they all lean back over their textbooks, "Who needs help?"

Jay raises his hand, "The numbers have letters now."

"Same problem," Mal admits. "Who let this happen? And why?"

"You've started Algebra." Hiro laughs, "Don't think of the letters as letters, think of them as unknown values you have to figure out."

"It's like a puzzle." Carlos grins, "It's-"

"So help me if you say fun." Mal shoots him a glare.

"Well, no," Carlos purses his lips as his brow furrows, "but now that I think about it, what I was going to say will get me in more trouble." He slides down in his seat, hiding behind his English textbook.

Evie giggles as she reaches out and pats his shoulder, "It's okay C, we all have our interests."

Jay shakes his head before he startles at the front door opening, jumping out of his seat with his hand hovering at his side, Mal's actions mirroring his perfectly.

"Aloha," Ben calls out before they hear the door shut again.

Jay lets out a sigh of relief.

"Oh." Mal grins as she sits back down. "Hey Ben."

David gently pats Jay on his back before he taps the book on the table, waiting for him to sit before he walks past.

"Sorry I'm so late." Ben excuses himself as he rounds the corner before slipping into the chair next to Mal. He reaches out to briefly touch her hand before he smiles and turns to his bag, pulling out his books to pile on the table in front of him.

"Hey, I have an idea. Be back in a minute." Hiro grins before he pushes away from the table and races towards the kitchen. He comes back quickly. "Right, so look." He gives them three pieces of candy. "So, you're starting with three pieces right?"

"Yeah?" Mal frowns as she pulls the candy closer to her suspiciously.

"Well inside this jar is X number for each of you." He states, "And between the two of you and the jar there are thirty-four pieces of candy. So what is the amount in the jar?"

"Ooh if I know can I get the jar?" Carlos raises his hand.

"Twenty-eight!" Mal and Jay shout at the same time.

Hiro chuckles as he empties the jar between them. "Exactly."

Jay tilts his head to the side as he rubs the back of his neck, "Well that made sense."

"Sugar's a great incentive," Hiro smirks.

"But this doesn't make sense, six b plus four equals eight b."

"Legit, so this is where it starts getting interesting."

He reaches over and grabs two teacups off the table before he turns flipping the cups over. "Little more complicated." Hiro cracks his knuckles and pulls a sheet of paper from Mal. He draws a big equal sign on it and sets it between them. "Here's our equation." He lays six kisses next to one cup, writes a plus sign and lays four more kisses down, on the other side of the equal sign he puts eight kisses down beside the cup.

"So the numbers with the cups can be subtracted from both sides. He takes away the six kisses and cup from one side, and six kisses from the other side, "Which leaves you with?"

"Four equals two random candy."

"Nice." Hiro smiles, "So, how can we get the cup alone?"

"I don't fucking know."

"Well, when you have an unknown number immediately following a known value, like this side," He points to the two kisses next to the cup, "It means you're multiplying those numbers together. So if we want to get the random candy alone, we have to-"

Mal scrunches her face, "Divide it?"

"Yes…" Hiro gestures that there was more to it.

Jay's eyes widen, "Oh, divide both sides by two."

"Exactly!" Hiro grins as he removes two kisses from the four and the last two kisses from the opposite side with a cup. "Now, what's left?"

"Random candy equals two- Oh two pieces."

Hiro smiles as he picks up the cup and shows the two kisses underneath, "See, math ain't that hard. Let me show you how to show your work on the paper, cause your teachers will go ape-tastic if you miss a step." He kneels between the two and walks them through the same steps, easily setting the equation back up to help with the visual.

"Got it?"

"I think so…" Mal nods, "Give me a minute." She starts on a new problem by herself, "Does C equal five in this question?"

Hiro looks over the equation before he nods, "Yep," He pushes the paper to her, "Great job," He turns to Jay, "What about you brah?"

Jay frowns, "I did the same question, but got 10 equals C."

Hiro picks up the paper and looks it over before he smiles, "You just forgot to divide both sides by two. You can't really rush math." He reaches over and ruffles Jay's hair. "Try another one, and don't race each other, it's not a contest as long as you both wind up with the right answer."

"So… With that being said, that's why security will have to change at the school." Ben sighs as he leans back against the metallic wall. Carlos hadn't been exaggerating, this ship was awesome. He only wished he had more time to appreciate it instead of having to focus on national concerns.

"Give me two days, brah." Hiro grins, "I got ya. If you get me everyone's pictures I can do a facial recognition program so no one can enter the school who isn't, ya know, legit."

"Really?" Ben asks in surprise. He knew Hiro was a genius, but two days to outfit the entire campus with that much tech? It seemed like it would take longer.

But who was he to doubt the man in front of him?

Two days was so much more than he'd been hoping for when he approached Hiro about the project in the first place. He hated asking the philanthropist for so many favors, but his father had made some excellent points. If there were guns involved, they were going to need every protection they could get or the parents of Auradon's most influential up and coming generation of princes and princesses would start pulling their kids out of school. And for good reason.

The thought that guns were involved still scared him.

Who was seriously that threatened by the kids of the isle coming over? It made his chest ache to think about there being that much fear and anger directed towards Mal and her friends.

His fists clench on his lap. Whoever was putting the girl he loved and her family at risk was going to have a bad day once they tracked them down. This was a threat against the future queen whether people acknowledged her as such or not.

"Sure," Hiro nods as he leans back in his chair haphazardly. "The hardest part is going to be the design, but that's where my amazing wifey comes in." He grins, "She always manages to think of the strangest shit to get things functional. Aesthetics aren't really my thing."

"Thank you again," Ben shakes his head, nearly overwhelmed with how much he truly appreciated the help he was getting from this man and his family, "Just, thank you so much for doing this, and so quickly with no notice. I promise the crown-"

Hiro waves him off, "Let's call this one pro-bono and be done with it? I don't want shit happening to Chibi-chan and his ohana. I've got plans for that kid, and I ain't letting no scared ass idiots take another person I care about from me."

"So you want our permission to print Deez's letters?" Mal asks with a raised brow as she watches Jay and Carlos attempting to night surf with Nani, Hiro, and David. Wetsuits aside, it was still freezing out tonight. Fuck that. She inches closer to Ben under their shared blanket at the thought.

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Can we help pick which ones get printed?" There were certainly a few letters she would rather no one else ever see.

"I was hoping you would. I'd feel better about it."

"And you're sure it will help?"

Ben pulls her closer by her waist before he rests his arm over her shoulders, "I have to," he sighs as he leans his head against her, "or I'll never have any faith in this kingdom."

"The whole point of her writing those stupid things was to get us out…" She chews her lip, "So if you seriously think it will help the cause, I think she'd be all for it." She wraps her arm around Ben's waist.

Ben smiles and sighs, "I'm relieved to hear you say that."

"Anything else eatin' at you that I can help with?"

"Well, maybe." Ben leans in closer to her, "I told you guys about my dad visiting me in my office earlier. When he told me about the reports and the raid on the house." He sighs, "He told me things aren't going the way I'd been hoping with the council. And the best we can do is get another four the next time we can open the barrier… Until we can drum up more support anyways..."

Mal purses her lips to the side before she puffs her cheeks, "Because the four of us were already a handful, right?"

"No!" Ben holds up his free hand, "No, it's nothing you guys did." He sighs, "It's just the best my father can get right now because he's stuck arguing with bigoted idiots."

Mal takes a deep breath before she lets it out slowly, reminding herself that she had to be nice to the king now that she was dating his son, "I'm sure he's doing the best he can, and we appreciate it."

Ben winces, "That sounded painful."

"Then don't draw attention to it." She playfully smacks his chest.

Ben chuckles as he waits for her to resettle against him.

Mal's eyes sweep their surroundings, looking for anything out of place or movement. A paranoia she'd easily slipped back into now that the king had eyes on them. "I spent a lot of time mad at him. I thought when Deez said she was sending messages to him she was joking. He obviously didn't care about us. He'd left us to grow up in a dump. And as I grew older I just saw more and more suffering, and pain, and I just. I blamed him for it."

"My father isn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, and I do feel like he purposefully chose ignorance over facing the truth for many years. Which isn't fair to anyone-"

"But-" Mal puts a finger to his lips, "That's not important anymore. What is important is that we're all working together to get my people out. To get them here so they have a chance at a real life." She slowly drops her hand back to her lap, "Four kids at a time." She sighs.

"The quicker we build up support, the faster things will start going. That's how it always goes with these things."

"Oh, I know. Our snow may not have been pristine, but it could still snowball."

Ben smiles and pulls her closer again, "I need to resubmit a list of four kids with profiles, but-"

"You don't know which ones?"

Ben nods, "I had listed Uma and her gang, Dizzy, Mimi, Deez and T. And I know we need to get T over here quickly."

Mal chews her lip, "If we can even find him."

"I'll send the military if I have to," Ben promises as he runs a hand over her shoulders.

Mal turns and looks at him in surprise, "Seriously?"

Ben nods, "Lonnie told me her family is in complete support of freeing Vks from the isle, so if I asked for their help as generals, I'm sure they'd rise to the call."

She and Jay knew how to pick them. How the fuck had she ended up with THE prince while he ended up with THE military princess. "Jay would have to go with them, or they'd be stuck there for a month. Kid's reckless, but skittish as fuck."

Ben takes a deep breath. "I'd never thought about letting any of you go back. And now that I am, I don't like it."

Mal shrugs, "I don't either. I'd never want C or E to step foot in that place again, I'm pretty sure Jay, T, Deez, and I are the only reasons they survived their first run. But still, if we're getting that little shit-" She sighs, "He ain't going to come quietly unless Jay is there. And Deez ain't coming over without the rest of the rats."

"I know." Ben leans his head against her as he plays with her hand, "So I'm thinking T, Dizzy, Mimi and maybe Cecelia, that way the three of them would be able to stick together. You made them seem like they were all about the same age."

"They are, but T would throw a bigger shit fit if we bring him over with just kids, and honestly I don't know how Freddie would survive without her sister's fortunes. She's an idiot."

"So, should I go ahead and submit the three younger girls and Freddie's profiles then?"

Mal bites her lip, "Can we ask Jay his opinion?"

"Of course." Ben nods as he looks out over the water, "I'd welcome all the opinions I can get honestly."

"We really need to fill them in…" Mal frowns. "But I don't know how they're going to handle it without answers or a way of knowing they're okay and they're both so stressed already…" She sighs as she hangs her head.

Ben frowns as he pulls her to his chest, "We can try telling them together; me, you, and Jay. Have David and Nani there, Hiro if Carlos wants him there." He looks around, "I mean, this seems like a good place to talk, and you guys have managed to gather a wonderful support group. Heck, I'm sure Roy, Lonnie, and Doug would come back if you thought they'd be able to help, not that I haven't been practically beating them back every time I come out here."

Mal chews a corner of her lower lip. "The fewer people the better. We're still getting used to this showing- well even just acknowledging, we have feelings shit.

"But you're doing so well." Ben smiles as he tucks her hair behind her ear and presses his lips to her temple.

Mal looks up at him with a small smile, "I'm trying."

The way the core slept was almost painfully adorable.

He felt as if he was invading something intimate, even though it was clear none of them had any romantic interest within their group. It just felt different. Again he felt honored they were this comfortable with him. It hadn't taken nearly as long as he'd feared it would to tear down their walls. Something told him it had to do with Deez and all her letters, or even just her influence on them while she was in their gang.

Either way, their trust left him feeling humbled all over again. He looks down, unable to help the smile as he runs his thumb along Mal's fingers twined with his.

He'd been pleasantly surprised when she'd fallen asleep holding his hand. But he also loved how there was no denying how much the pack really loved each other, judging by how they reached out to touch one another. The act spoke more volumes than any words possibly could.

And the way Carlos and Evie curled around Jay tugged at his heart. It was hard to tell who was getting the most out of that. Jay, because he was supported on both sides. Carlos, because Jay held the smaller boy firmly to his side. Or Evie, who somehow managed to be the one touching her entire pack.

Nothing Deez had ever written about them made him think they were capable of this amount of touch. Not like he knew the sea three were.

It had been well past an hour since they had passed out, but he couldn't sleep. He knew he was going to regret it in the morning, but… He felt like a kid at his first slumber party. Which it kinda was. He frowns. Thinking back over it, he hadn't been a social kid.

Not that it mattered now.

It was still surreal having them here. It was like his favorite book had come to life and he was getting to interact with the characters.

Not that this whole situation wasn't surreal. His mind was still reeling from the news from his father, the letter from Deez, and finding out so many hard truths about the isle. Only to turn around and have someone try to sabotage the core.

Someone was taking these kids being here as a threat. Someone out there wished them harm. Someone wanted them sent back to the hell they'd been forced to call home. And when he found out who- He shakes his head as he looks down at his free hand curled into a fist and shaking. He'd never felt like a violent person before, but now?

That person was going to pay for causing his friends so much fear that now, even in Auradon, they weren't safe.

He smiles as David walks into his vision, happy to have his dark thoughts interrupted. It quickly drops to a frown of concern when he kneels beside him and leans in close.

"One, shouldn't you be asleep?" David pulls back enough to grin before he leans in close again,

"Sorry, just excited," Ben grins sheepishly. "First sleepover."

"Sleepovers are fun eh?"

His lips tug into a genuine smile, "Yeah, they really are."

"Well," David sighs, "I also wanted to give you a heads up that sometimes one of them has a nightmare or night terror. It can be scary to see. They might scream, talk, they could even fight. There's nothing wrong with moving back. There's nothing wrong with wanting to help. You do what you need to if it happens, k brah?"

"Oh," Ben's smile instantly slips off his face, "Thank you for the warning."

"Don't worry." David pats his shoulder, "We did our best to tire them out today."

"You guys are the best," He grins, "Thank you so much for coming out here. I don't know what I'd do without your support."

"Mahalo Ben." David squeezes his shoulder, "And 'a' ole palikir. We're happy to be here."

"It would have been a problem if you weren't here." Ben smiles, happy his Hawaiian pidgin was getting better, "And mahalo, again."

"We're gonna make Hawiianers of you all yet." David grins, "But try to sleep brah."

"Understood." Ben grins as he sinks in further under the blankets.

He feels like his eyes were only shut for a minute before a blood-curdling scream has him shooting up, looking around the room wildly. His eyes finally settle on the three bodies kneeling over one. Another scream sends chills down his back as he scrambles over himself to join them.

"It's okay pup. It's okay. We've got ya. I've got ya." He hears Jay whispering.

Carlos? It was Carlos making those noises. He tries to swallow, mouth suddenly dry. His stomach twists into a tight ball as he settles on his knees next to Mal. His eyes sweep over the four in concern.

Mal reaches out and takes his hand, her grip like iron and just as cold. He squeezes it in solidarity.

"I hate this." Mal seethes, her voice tight with the strain of not screaming herself.

Evie nods her head as tears cling to her lashes.

Ben rests his free hand on Evie's shoulder. Jay and David clearly had Carlos, but he could feel the anguish radiating off of the girls.

"NOOO! NOO! MOM! NOOO!"

He grimaces at the thin notes as they reach a painful crescendo that made his very soul want to weep.

"Fuck that bitch," Mal growls.

No kidding. What type of monster did this to their child? He wasn't sure he'd ever heard something so ear piercingly terrified. Not even when he'd made the mistake of bringing Audrey to a horror movie.

Evie nods as she reaches up to grip Ben's hand on her shoulder.

David grunts as one of Carlos's hands slip free of his, pelting both him and Jay before he manages to capture it again.

The hits had thudded deeply, and Ben could only imagine how much that must have hurt, but it was the look on Jay's face that squeezed his heart.

Did Jay look- relieved? Almost as if he was glad Carlos was beating him up.

And honestly, he wouldn't be surprised to find out on some level Jay was relieved. Relieved that one of them was lashing out, confirming and reiterating his failures. It made him nearly double over in pain as the dots connect without thought. His hands squeeze the girls in what he hopes was a comforting fashion.

It was no wonder why they never talked about this.

Why his fellow HKs looked so listless the other morning. This situation made him feel so insignificantly powerless and completely useless. He couldn't imagine what the others were thinking, but the turmoil in the room was so thick it was hard to move. Or at least made it hard for him.

"It's okay pup. We ain't there, and no one is going back, ever. You're safe. I promise you're safe. I won't let anything get you." Jay rocks steadily as he presses his lips to the terrified boy's forehead, "You're okay." He smooths curly white hair back from Carlos's face, "You're okay. Just breathe."

He grimaces at the recurring theme amongst his friends. The fear they might get sent back to that godforsaken place. It made his chest ache. How could they not feel that way after being targeted not even two months into their new lives here in Auradon?

He blinks, surprised when he feels hot tears rolling down his face, partially confused about who he was crying for. Mal, Evie, Jay, Carlos, or for the rest of the VKs still stuck on the isle.

So… So so sorry we did this to you guys for two chapters in a row. Leaving the happy go lucky story on such a heavy note.

P.S.

I lied. Mwahahahaha

Anyone else get flashbacks to the isle during that first scene? I know I did when I went back over it.

And Jay teaching David how to sword fight is totes par for the course, isn't it?

Hiro teaching algebra through candy is so fucking adorbz. Hopefully, you guys are enjoying our version of what an adult Hiro would be like, but currently writing this shit, as in finishing up additions, edits, and questions in the last few days of 2019-(And fuck knows when this shits going to be posted) I just know we haven't posted a chapter about Hiro yet and I am dying to see if you like him or not, I don't usually write the adults, but I somehow ended up with David and Hiro since Jay and C are Dark's mains so… Biting my nails in anticipation over here. And once again, so relieved David was so well received.

Anyways so yeah. Dark and I took 2 hours arguing over whether or not you could use candy to demonstrate algebra or not. Not going to say who won, but clearly, it made it into the story so… We figured it out. It's fun if any of you ever have kids who hate it, definitely try it out. Everything is candy with these kids.

Anyone else curious what Hiro meant by having plans for Carlos, or I don't know, squee to fucking death when he said he didn't want to lose another person he cared about?

Ooh- And that shit-fucking-tastic problem of deciding what four should be the next to join them? Man, I don't blame Mal the fucking slightest for needing to get her second's opinion.

But then look, cute and fluffy with the gang sleeping together, then boom in your fucking face, night terror.

So whatcha guys think?

Much love and appreciation,

-Twisted