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12
Are You Serious?
"Thanks for the extra pants," King said and grabbed the denim from Saitama
King, Genos, Bang and Bomb decided to crash his apartment after the battle with Centichoro. Great five men cramped in his tiny apartment. What luck.
He watched King enter his bathroom while covering his nose. The other three men in his abode followed suit. After the battle he smelled a raunchy stench coming off of King. Even though his otaku friend denied shitting his pants he actually did. To Saitama's surprise the two martial arts brothers did not question the smell of poop.
Realizing this the trio of King and Genos rushed to his apartment. Well they were followed Bang and Bomb who wanted a place to hide. Their goal was to coordinate a new plan for Garou. With him escaping with the Monster Association they needed all the help they could get. A quick dropped off of the knocked out heroes to City Z hospital. They followed the trio to Saitama's apartment.
Now here they were. All cramped in. King was still in the bathroom. Removing their noses from the stink stench they all proceeded with their leisure. Bang layed stomach first on the carpet relaxing and stretching his worn out muscles. A smoke of soothing tea traveled around the kitchen air. The source was Bomb who sat on Satiama's kitchen stool. A hand placed on the counter another taking a relaxing sip of green tea.
While Saitama and Genos were near their apartment door. Their door still needed to get repaired. Bear hugging the door, Saitama held it wide in his hands. Outstretched he helped position it for Genos. The damaged one footed cyborg held the replacement door hinges and screws in his right hand. His left hand's fingers transformed into drill bits.
All door hinges and screws in place the Sensei and Seito one by one reattached the hinges to the door frame. A few minutes later with quick drills everything was finished. Relieved, Saitama breathed out a sigh as he walked to his living room deciding to read some manga. Passing a relaxing Bang he went to his bookshelf.
Genos watched his Sensei go to the bookshelf and grabbed some random manga book. He hopped followed Saitama to the living room curious to what book he was reading. The manga now opened within his hands an odd choice even for Saitama. A Shounen romance. Confused he inch closer to Saitama now beside him on the floor he invaded his personal space.
Saitama didn't dig romance manga. The majority of ones in his bookshelf were Shonen or Seinen action, adventure and thrillers. His favorite ones were mystery thrillers usually with the protagonist investigating a murder. The romance ones were gifts given by King. But this time was different since, he had a date with Fubuki in a couple hours, might as well immersed himself. Reading a few pages he noted Geno's uncomfortable closeness.
"Genos... you alright?" Saitama asked, eyeing his disciple.
No words as Geno's mouth dropped; he wide eyed Saitama several times. Manga to Sensei about eight up and down glances later he spoke.
"Sensei? A romance why?" He peeped over Saitama's arm.
Saitama closed the book and scooted to his left restoring some personal space. A fair distance established he replied, "I felt like reading one plus a have a dat–"
"How does it look?"
King burst out of the bathroom. All eyes on him as he walked out the denim jeans Saitama gave clothed his legs. The doo doo stain pants folded within his right hand.
He asked again, "Well?"
Everyone went silent and eyed each other and King then quickly looked away. No one wanted to say that the denim jeans looked like shorts on him. It's Saitama's 5 ten height compared to King's 6 feet height, a major difference.
"Umm...it looks fine," Saitama said, giving a faint smile.
King nodded and went to Saitama kitchen. Passing the tea drinking Bomb he stopped to stare back at his bald friend.
"Where are your plastic bags?" His hand near a random drawer.
"The drawer next to your hand should be a box of one inside."
"Thanks."King opened the drawer. He found a yellow cardboard box of plastic bags. The fresh odor blocking ones. Unrolling out one he put his stink pants inside and ambled into the living room. He sat beside Saitama's left. On his right was Genos who was now writing in his mini checkered journal again.
Saitama near his ear and whispered, "Umm... I only gave you pants, how about your underwear?"
King's sunken cheeks and skin flashed red. His pores opened and began to produce sweat. Looking left and right he whispered back calm.
"I'm free willy."
Taking a few moments to understand King's slang he nodded.
A loud growled alerted everyone in the apartment. Turned towards the noise they sighed. You're never the same when you're old. Bomb looked at his little brother; he guessed the toll of fighting his former top student made him sleepy. Bang's turned back against the floor he snored again.
Bomb turned to Saitama sipping more tea. "I'm sorry Saitama for–"
"No worries...you guys should rest again before leaving."
Saitama relaxed and gave Bomb a thumbs up of approval. He focused back on the romance manga in his hands ready to read again. But he got interrupted again. This time it wasn't King or Genos. Those two were occupied playing video games and journaling.
PING!
His smartphone alerted him a new message. Putting his manga down again he whipped out his smartphone. Swiping and unlocking he went to messages. His eyes went wide; Fubuki messaged him. He glanced at the time 11:58am then read her message.
Saitama can we meet now?
Tapping the screen the key pad popped up. He messaged her back.
... Sure I'll be there…leaving now.
Seconds later Fubuki responded. Text bubbles appeared as she typed a whoosh and ping later her message received.
Okay...
An space apart of her one worded message, a winking face emoji and two red hearts. Grinning the joyful lines on his face again; his thumb sent back a winky face with a thumbs up emoji. Her read receipts on and noticing she did not respond he slid his smartphone back into his pocket. Phone inside he looked back up all giddy as he flexed his hand into a fist. Rushing he grabbed the manga and stood back up.
Standing up he returned the manga back into the empty vertical hole of the bookshelf. Back in place he walked to his room to get ready. Saitama's overzealous actions did not go unnoticed as Genos, King and Bomb watched. With his Sensei gone he began to rapidly write in his journal.
Sensei is acting strange... what is with his happy mood? He looked back at the bookshelf. Still curious, he grabbed the manga Saitama put away. Manga back out his cybernetic features began analyzing everything about the book. Why a romance? Did he take my advice?
Pausing his video game King closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh. Based on Saitama's actions he recognized his happy mood due to his upcoming date. Kinda oblivious with his eyes back opened he sweat dropped at Genos who just closed the manga.
"Done!" Genos finished reading. Putting away the manga again he looked back to Saitama's bedroom door deep in thought. Why this manga? It was a typical romance. Is Sensei now actively looking for a girlfriend now?
"Ahem Genos," King voiced out, alerting the cyborg.
He turned to King. "Yes."
"Did you like the story? It's one of my favorite ones?" King smiled at him.
"WHAT?" I–"
"See-ya guys!" Saitama said as he rushed towards the front door. Out of his room everyone wide eyed at baldy's appearance.
He dressed fresh. He wore a black and white 'Oppai' letterman jacket. To contrast the jacket a yellow plain undershirt. To match the jacket black denim jeans with red high tops. His sneakers stylized with red stripes across the vamp and quarter.
Genos jaws dropped. "Sensei where are you going?"
King sighed while Bomb noticed his little brother waking up from his cat nap. With a deep yawn Bang turned to the situation of Genos and Saitama.
Saitama casually replied ,"Umm.. I have a date. I'll be back later." He opened the door and left.
Genos was the only one whose body dropped in shock. Sensei who is this mysterious woman. When did it happen?
"A date huh? It was expected women can't resist powerful men," Bang said, withdrawing from the floor.
Now seated cross legged style he nodded at his older brother and turned to King and Genos.
"I hope he has fun on his date," King said, noticing the two brothers' serious expression.
With his brother beside him he nodded as Bang addressed the two, "We'll tell Saitama later... But King and Genos we need your help, it's about Garou..."
12:00pm.
"Bring me the head of a hero, it doesn't matter who," Orochi said.
The monster King towered over everyone his declaration aimed at Garou.
"The life of hero... but earlier today I already–"
"Nope, SliverFang and the others are still alive! Centichoro was defeated!" Phoenix Man chirped, beating his wings rapidly.
Garou's eyes widened as all attention went back on him. Not caring he smirked. Silent he slid his hands back into his pockets and began walking away from all the monsters. A few moments later. With Garou out of sight and everyone gone Gyoro–Gyoro summoned two monsters.
"What do you want from us?" Demon Royal Ripper said beside him Bug God.
His one eyed widen. "Garou left. Go follow him!"
Her smartphone camera on selfie mode Fubuki smiled at herself again. This was her fifth time rechecking her makeup and checking herself out. Porcelain face still reflected on the screen; she puckered her lips and gave herself a wink. Her false eyelashes made her eyes bigger and glimmer with sultry as she took a selfie. Flashed, she withdrew her outstretched arm and analyzed the picture.
She looked like a model. Her simple application and combination of: foundation, mascara, eyeliner and bubblegum pink lipstick. Enhanced her already attractive features. Putting her phone away into her black denim skinny jeans. She continued her walk to Teishoku.
She flew here and landed a block away from the restaurant not wanting to risk dirtying her outfit. As she grew older and into a young woman she always drew attention from everyone. Well mainly perverted old men and men in general. She came to accept her looks as she matured but today was different. She felt like all eyes were on her.
Men again no matter what age, young and old, stared at her. Even some women, becoming insecure again glanced at her outfit.
Was it the way she was dressed? Paranoid, she crossed her arms concealing her big breasts. That was already clothed in her black reversible jumpsuit. Was it the slit in the middle that revealed a bit of skin? Arms crossed she passed another restaurant that was next door to her destination.
She noticed the line to Teishoku was moving. In view she approached a young couple around her age. Early twenties standing side to side hands together. Behind the regular civilian couple the boyfriend subconsciously glanced over his shoulder.
The young man gawked at Fubuki. He looked at her like a goddess that needed to be idolized. Enthralled by her beauty Fubuki rolled her eyes at him and looked away. She arrived at the right place at the wrong time as the girlfriend caught her boyfriend's unfaithful eyes. Glancing back at the couple Fubuki received the meanest stink eye ever. Shit faced the jealous woman sneered at the Esper and latched on to her boyfriend tighter. They turned away from her arm in arm. The line moved up more.
A few moments later with the young annoying couple seated Fubuki was next in line. Nearing the front the hostess greeted her with a welcoming smile. She glanced at the young hostess's name tag and it read 'Nao.' Smiling back at Nao, the young woman spoke first.
"Welcome to Teishoku, do you have a reservation?"
Fubuki replied, "No but can I make one for two?"
"Okay under what name?" Nao brought her pen out.
"Blizzard."
Writing down the name for the reservation. Nao nodded and without words she grabbed two menus. From the hostess desk she sidestepped and motioned Fubuki to follow her.
"Great please follow me."
Nao lead Fubuki passed several booths. One in particular caught her eye a homeless looking silver haired muscular man. He ate alone. His one bloodshot eye blinked in sync with his normal one. Eating ravenous chewing and biting stuffing his face from several plates of food. Looking like he never eaten for years.
Passing the vagrant Nao and her stopped at her booth. Three booths down from him and one across. Seated she could still see him munching at the corner of her eye. Rolling her eyes Fubuki glanced up to Nao again.
"Okay your waiter will be here shortly."
A sincere thank you and a smile to Nao the hostess left. Solo for less than a minute a waiter greeted her. A strong cologne tux brunette pretty boy. Clean faded hair and beard with plucked eyebrows.
"Hi I'm Kenta I'll be your waiter today," He said and smiled at Fubuki. "Can I start with any drinks?"
"Iced tea with Splenda ."
"Okay Miss. Thank you."
With Kenta gone and alone again Fubuki sighed at herself. What was she doing going on a date? With Saitama? When there is a crisis happening right now? The Monster Association and kidnapping of Waganma? Phone out she glanced at the time 12:16pm. Eyes focused on the screen a breaking news alert popped up. She read the title of the article 'Amid the threat of the Monster Association, a group of citizens proclaim blood offerings. They claim joining the monsters for survival.' Shaking her head in annoyance at the article a familiar voice spoke.
"Hi Fubuki," Saitama waved at her beside him was Nao.
She blushed at his spruce up attire and replied, "Hi!"
He sat across from her and smiled. She smiled in return. Both their pupils dilated at each other's appearance. The hot feelings of their hug hours ago returned. Embruing redness to their cheeks.
When Nao left Kenta returned. Pretty boy waiter asked Saitama for any drinks. He ordered the same as Fubuki iced tea. Kenta left again. Face to face Fubuki flipped her hair at him.
"How long were you here?" Saitama asked, focusing on her face.
"Oh only a few minutes." She sipped some iced tea and touched some ice on her lips. "How did you find me?"
Red faced he replied, "I said party of two and the hostess told me a lady just made one. She told me Blizzard and I knew it was you."
"Oh hahaha," She laughed at him and curled her hair through her fingers. Leaning towards him the exposed slit of her breasts pushed together, against the table.
The strong adrenaline rush from before increased. Unsure he took a quick sip of iced tea to calm his nerves.
"You look handsome baldy." She blushed again and could have sworn Saitama stole a quick glance at her breasts.
"You look great yoursel–"
Kenta interrupted and returned to take orders. A brief conservation of orders later he left again. He ordered Ahi Sashimi and Butterfish Misoyaki combo. While she ordered Tonkatsu and Chicken Teriyaki combo.
"Umm.. Why do you like me?" Fubuki asked. This question was nagging her for a while ever since he asked her out.
The question was unexpected for him. Should he tell her the truth? Not one to lie he spoke.
"I find you attractive and you make me feel different."
"Different?" She leaned closer to him. Beneath the table their knees inches apart from touching.
He jerked back. "I was losing my emotions –their knees gently touched each other– your hug helped."
"I don't understand Saitama... you like me because of our hug." She continued to lean closer to him. Underneath the table her right hand positioned to fix her napkin on her lap.
Knees still touching he sighed. "Part of it was the hug. It helped me realize what I was missing... I mean everything was becoming boring in my life. Being a hero, finding a strong opponent but you changed that."
"I don't... you were bored?" She let her knees rest against his.
Knees still touching he nodded. "I helped you because I saw you needed it all the while you were helping me realize what I needed also."
His knees itching from their fabric to fabric contact he reached to scratch it. Right hand moved closer to hers.
"Huh?" She was more confused now and leaned back. Her napkin positioned hand accidentally touched his while moving.
Blushing from their touch again he went to the blunt route. "What I'm trying to say is that Genos and King told me I needed a relationship to awaken my emotions again. They suggested I get a girlfriend to try something new. Since I never been in a relationship before I asked you out. Since we're friends I–"
"WAIT WHAT!" She gasped and retracted back fully. "You ask me out to try something new? So you don't like me then?"
Blunt again he gave a sheepish smile at her. "No I do like you that's why I ask you out... but I'm pretty new to this dating thing so–"
Fubuki sweat dropped and rested her hands on her forehead. "OMG Saitama– Bold, she leaned closer to him again. – are you serious?"
"Yes Fubuki I like you." He gulped at their closeness again. Cheek to cheek.
"Thanks... but you never had a girlfriend before?," She whispered.
"Yeah... I'm new at his."
She clutched her chest. Her heart pounding fast and lips close to his ear she revealed, "Me too."
Eyes wide they both separated shock by each other's chasteness. Blushing Fubuki looked down at the table while staring back at Saitama. He looked away for a moment and glanced at her. Staring at each other the sexual tension and excitement radiated off their bodies. With brazenness Fubuki leaned close to the table, breasts squeeze against the table again she gave, him a sly smile.
"Maybe we can–"
"Okay I have your orders here," Kenta appeared again. He held two trays of their Teishoku plates.
He placed Fubuki's Tonkatsu and Chicken Teriyaki combo first. Followed by Saitama's Ahi Sashimi and Butterfish Misoyaki combo. Lunch served, the couple said a respectful 'Thank You.' Kenta left again and went back to check his other guests tables.
A fresh aroma of meat, fish and vegetables infused their noses. The light smoke flowed off their food. Chopsticks in their hands they both clasped their hands and dug in.
"Itadakimasu!"
A few tables away Kenta glanced at Saitama and Fubuki. Standing by the kitchen door his co-worker Aoi came to view. The young woman glanced at Kenta's direction noticing the two heroes.
"Hey you know you're serving the famous Hellish Blizzard?" Aoi informed Kenta, smiling at him.
Kenta glanced back shocked. "I am... isn't she a hero?"
"Yep Hellish Blizzard is so pretty..."
A few tables down.
A hero? Garou's ear perked up, he grinned. Looking around he found his new prey. Eyes smug, he glared at Fubuki and Saitama. The couple was still eating. Hellish Blizzard if I remember correctly she's Class B Rank 1...get ready to be hunted.
"I need a favor," Fubuki said as her voice brought Saitama focused back on her features.
"Okay." He smiled at her.
They were almost done with their plates; only a few bits and pieces of food remain. Setting her fork down she continued.
"Since...umm we're still friends... and kinda new to this dating thing maybe we can help each other out?"
"Sure... uh... have do have in mind?" He scratched his head confused.
"Okay, don't move, she warned.
Saitama stood still, eyes widening.
Leaning against the table again, Fubuki placed one hand on his cheek and before he could say anything. Pulled him down for a kiss. Taken by surprise and lip to lip his eyes widened and noticed Fubuki closed her eyes. Deepening the kiss he followed her lead.
Despite their lack of kissing experience. And being their first kiss. The two felt and knew their current lip lock was a good one. Their brains shut down and lost in the ecstasy of sensual sensations. Deep their tongues thrash against each other.
Stuck in the moment he felt the intense rush from their two hugs returned. Wanting more but she was brash first. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her busty body against his. Up against each other and hands free he moved to her waistline but stopped. He resisted the deep urge within. To move to places that wouldn't be welcome like her smooth hair, delicate neck, large chest and firm booty.
The sexual thoughts of letting his hands move freely made him blushed. Embarrassed, he withdrew first. Who knew rediscovering your emotions could lead to perverted thoughts.
"Sorry...I," he said scratching his head.
A strong blush rose to Fubuki's cheeks. She surprised herself. Her lips parted swollen from their kiss.
"No it was good... Thank you," She said.
Saitama blinked. The kiss was very good for being his first. He had nothing else to base it on even her. Blushing he looked at Fubuki who was also red. As realization hit him.
"So that was your favor kissing?"
Cheeks still burning red Fubuki nodded. "I figured since we're... inexperienced in this we could umm... practice?"
"Oka–"
"I mean it sounds so stupid–"
"I don't think it is," Saitama leaned back casual.
"You... don't?"
"No," he shrugged. "It's like getting stronger. We need to train...kissing is the same thing for being in a relationship. So we both have to practice."
"You're right... so we're official then?" She smiled.
"Official?" He gave her a puzzled look.
She sighed at his more inexperience. "We're official... dating and I'm your girlfriend and you're my boyfriend."
He licked his lips and took a sip of water. "Yeah."
Saitama and Fubuki split the bill. Outside of Teishoku the new couple walked side to side. Both had big grins on their faces. New to this dating thing and bold Saitama reached first. A light tapped of his right hand–on hers. Feeling his touch redness expressed her cheeks. Her hand met his as they're fingers and palms–interlocked with each other.
Letting his emotions and passions flourish within Satiama took the lead. They were heading to a nearby Farmer's Market. Hand in hand Fubuki blushed and smiled. The warmness in her heart fluttered from their hold. Fond of romance novels and film she reacted to an action women usually do. Affectionate, she rubbed her head against his shoulder. Masking in his scent. A brief moment later she separated and looked up at him blushing. The redness on his cheeks expressed the same. As he pulled her in tighter their bodies close nearing the entrance of the Farmer's Market.
Unknown to them they were getting followed. Garou tracked Saitama and Fubuki after they left Teishoku. Hands in his pockets he looked like a typical citizen. Albeit a homeless person's appearance he blended in. Nearing the entrance of the Farmer's Market he entered, bombarded with men, women and families. Children tugging and pulling. Parents buying and complaining. But never losing sight of the couple and his main target Fubuki.
Hands together and shoulder to shoulder Saitama and Fubuki ambled around several vendors. She went with his flow enjoying the moment of their bodies close together. Not caring about the looming threat of the Monster Association. Glancing up she noticed his face and eyes always wandered and focused on several signs, of deals or prices of every vendor. Especially the vegetables ones. Remembering he liked hotpot she tugged his arm. They both stopped together as he looked over at her. She pointed at the vendor across from them. Their attention on an elderly man just finished putting a sign 'FRESH FRUITS AND VEGETABLES 50% OFF.'
"Good eye," He said.
Fubuki smiled back at him as they walked to the elderly 's man vendor. The old man greeted them as they analyzed the various fruits and vegetables the cheapest they had seen thus far today.
Not lost in the crowd but blended in the next vendor beside Saitama and Fubuki was Garou. He stood beside a mother and her 2 daughters. He copied the family. With silence and hands out his pockets, he looked around grabbing inspecting various products.
Annoyed with his foolishness he stopped and stepped out. He noticed Saitama and Fubuki buying fresh cabbage. Glancing left and right he gritted his teeth. Too many people. If he attacked now he'll draw unwanted attention. Going to the assassin route again he left the vendor and went back to the entrance of the market. Standing by the sidewalk he reclined his back against a random building and slid down. Seated crossed legged style he'll wait till they leave.
Minutes past along with several people entering and exiting. The civilians paid him no mind. Either they ignored or gave him stink eyes. No sign of Saitama or Fubuki. Getting impatient he glanced up. A familiar face caught his attention.
Outside the farmer's market a circle of children surrounded Tareo. The bowl hair cut kid was crying as one random child pulled his right cheek, the other children in a frenzy as well. They teased him monster. Garou sighed with his hands in pockets and began to stomp towards the bullies. His menacing aura towered over the kids undetected.
"CUT IT OUT!" He yelled.
His vibrato stabbed deep in the children's ears, making fear itself run up their spines, they ran away. With the bullies gone a tearful Tareo looked up at Garou. He ignored the kid, a few steps away he stopped and glanced back.
"Go home kid monsters might pop up again," he said.
Undeterred by Garou's words, Tareo still wanted to thank his savior. Not listening he followed him to the nearby sidewalk while praising his heroics. Near the entrance of the Farmer's market again Garou plopped himself seated crossed leg. Tareo mimicked sitting beside him.
The kid smiled at him, "Uncle you're an ally justice, you protected me again like when those Heroes tried to kill you it was a misunderstanding right?"
Garou closed his eyes. And gritted his teeth that was the last straw. The kid got the wrong idea, he was a monster, eyes opened he overshadowed him.
"CUT THAT OUT I AIN'T NO HERO I'M A–"
"Should we tell everyone we're dating?" Fubuki asked snuggled closed to Saitama.
Saitama rubbed his chin. "Umm.. it be kinda awkward because King already knows… so might as well tell them."
"It be better too since they wouldn't freak out with us kissing." She winked at Saitama.
"Hehe… you're right Fubuki."
The couple walked pass Garou. With his head turned at Saitama and Fubuki he gritted his teeth. The hunt began. Below he ignored Tareo tugging his pants. He followed behind them. He clenched his fists at their smiling faces. A few away from the coupled he clenched his fists with more killing intent and readied a attack. To be known as the strongest Monster ever and not get pity from everyone. He had to kill a hero.
With his fists cocked back emitting a blue aura. He strike to ripped off their heads with one blow. Get ready Hellish Blizzard and boyfriend to die!
Walking and still not noticing Garou about to decapitate their heads, Fubuki snuggled closer to Saitama and slid her left arm downwards to his butt. A firm squeeze of booty. Her kino made Saitama yelp in response and lashed a right fist back in shocked.
With his right fist traveling fast to scratch his head sheepishly, Garou's attacked impacted with Saitama's fist. What was supposed to be a simple knuckled tap was a devastating–punch. That knocked Garou back spinning him in the air like a crashing helicopter, he crashed back down to concrete unconscious.
Tareo looked in awe as his savior got defeated–in one punch. The kid brought out his Hero Association Handbook trying to identify the mysterious caped baldy. He recognized Hellish Blizzard and thought she was very beautiful. With his heart racing fast he ran past Garou to catch up with the couple. Too late as he looked in awe again watching Saitama lift Fubuki bridal style and leap in the air.
That was so cool who is he? Hellish Blizzard's boyfriend? Oh yeah Uncle he's still knocked out! Tareo ran back to Garou.
Upon approaching Garou, Tareo noticed him waking up from Saitama's attack.
"Uncle! Uncle Are you alright?" he said.
"WHAT? I lost what kind of Hero was that? And Hellish Blizzard got away?" Garou stared at Tareo with his nose bleeding.
"Don't you remember he'd hit you bad!"
"GAROU I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU! YOU AREN'T ONE OF US," Demon Ripper pointed his Blade at the two.
"WHAT A SHAME! YOU DON'T HAVE THE REQUIRED MONSTERNESS," Bug God added.
Garou stood back up and stared at Tareo. He told him to go home again. And without warning engaged the two monsters in a fight.
Authors Note: I'm back! Anyway this chapter was 80% written back in June. I had the worst written's block! I usually post a new chapter when I have the next one completed but this chapter was the exception. I'll probably not update this story for awhile. But this needed to be released since it's been sitting in my Docs drive. So a gift to you readers. Happy Holidays!