The dramatic burst into Sean's office was kind of ruined by the automatic door opening way too slow, so there were like five seconds of waiting before Jura and Lucky could run in yelling about cosmonium. Sean and Becky were there now and both of them just stared at them for a few seconds. Then, Sean laughed and walked towards them.
"Alright, chill out, dudes, shut the fuck up," he said, putting his hands up, "I'm stupid, you gotta, like, talk slower."
"Dino Gigante's got cosmonium on his belt!" Jura yelled, and Sean suddenly looked a little concerned.
"He said the Flying Smile Kid's gotta fight him for it!" Lucky added.
Sean looked a lot more concerned. "The, uh, the Flying Smile Kid, huh?" he said in a nervous way that was very out of character and immediately caught Jura's attention.
Becky also noticed he was being weird and immediately jumped in. "Was he really that dead set on it?"
Jura nodded. "Yeah, he, uh, announced it on TV and everything."
"God, he's overdramatic," Sean grumbled, and then immediately cleared his throat. "Like, fuck, dude! How're we supposed to, like, find some rando dude! He's, like, a ghost'r some shit."
He was definitely making a good point, but the way he was saying it combined with the mildly annoyed look Becky was giving him was making Jura a little suspicious. What he was suspicious of, he wasn't really sure, but they were being very weird.
"What're we supposed to do about this, then?" Becky said, hands on her hips as she stared expectantly at her brother. Sean flinched just a little.
"Well," he said, pausing to think for a few seconds. Then he smacked his hands together and said, "Oh hell yeah, I've got a fuckin' idea for once."
He didn't say anything past that until Becky lightly hit his shoulder. "You have to actually tell us what it is, moron."
"Right!" he laughed. Jura rolled his eyes. "I'll go, like, talk to Dino Gigante dude-to-dude. Really sell that the world's gonna, like, go to shit otherwise."
That didn't seem like a promising idea, based on the public humiliation Jura had just gone through. Granted, he'd been too much of a baby to actually defend himself, but it wasn't very likely, based on his whole backstory, that Dino Gigante was gonna give up his belt for world ending reasons. It was a crazy enough scenario, actually, that he probably wouldn't believe Sean anyways.
But, Jura didn't want to say that out loud, so he only said, "Yeah, sure, I guess," in response.
Sean did one of his really bright grins. "Glad we're, like, in agreement, man! I'll be back in ten with that belt!"
And then he just headed off before anyone could stop him.
Becky was pretty frustrated about that. She sighed really loud and immediately looked over at Lucky, who jumped. "You gotta head home now, Lucky, we've got serious stuff to do now."
"But everything just got cool and exciting!" he whined, pouting a little. She just continued the mild glare until he huffed and crossed his arms. "Fine, I'll go home to my lame parents."
Lucky trudged off to the door, his ajka trailing behind him, while Becky said, "Sounds good, see ya!"
It was at that moment Jura realized he was alone, and he immediately tensed up. Becky sighed, then looked directly at him. "Alright, so Sean's not convincing Dino Gigante."
"Glad I'm not the only one who thought that," Jura said, relaxing a little bit.
"He talks too weird, no one takes him seriously, " she said plainly, sounding sort of tired. "We'll have to go find some cosmonium ourselves."
That seemed like a bad idea. "Where, exactly, are we gonna find this at?" Jura said, his doubt seeping into his voice. Becky smiled at him.
"Don't worry, I've got an idea for a spot!"
Yeah that was still weird. Still, Jura didn't have any better ideas, so he just shrugged. "I mean, if you think it's a good place to look I guess I can help you check it out."
"Great! Meet me out at Goldrush Canyon, I'll show you where I'm talking about," she said, pausing to add, "And don't worry about getting digging stuff ready, I got a shovel."
Jura reflexively said, "Okay," and then realized as she started walking off that she'd said they were digging with a shovel. God, today was weird. He glanced down at Nibbles, who looked as happy as he always did, and felt mildly reassured.
Apparently they were going to go digging outside of their buggies after like 10 at night, awesome.
About 20 minutes later Jura was finally driving out to Goldrush Canyon. He could see Becky's buggy off to the side, probably waiting for him to get there. He pulled up next to her and rolled the window down because it was easier than doing the monitor stuff.
"Glad you made it!" she said, and he just laughed awkwardly.
"Yeah, not sure what else I'd be doing," he said, and Nibbles snickered at him.
Becky laughed as well. "I appreciate the company! The spot's in that cave in the back of the dig site, so obviously it's super dark and spooky this time of night."
"For sure," Jura said, thinking back on the last time he'd been back there. He could remember a giant pool in the middle of the cave that he'd absolutely refused to drive through, maybe the spot was on the other side of that.
"Anyways, just follow me there, it's in a weird corner," she said, and then her window rolled up and she drove off.
Jura followed after her, very grateful that she was going slow. Driving fast at all freaked him out, but driving fast at night was super ridiculously scary. His headlights only reached so far, what if a deer or a rogue or something ran out in front of him and he killed it? That'd be pretty traumatic.
After like 5 minutes, the oppressive darkness got to him. Talking to Nibbles wasn't helping, he barely gave coherent replies, and he didn't want to talk to his loud vivosaurs, so he called Becky for company.
"Where's, uh, where's Leon right now?" Jura asked. He'd called her on a whim and that was the first thing that popped up in his head.
"He's out checking Dusty Steppes for cosmonium." She grinned slightly then added, "I thought it'd be funny if we didn't tell him we've got a lead, he'll be so pissed when he gets back."
He didn't think it was that funny, but Tria probably would've. So, he just leaned back in his seat. "Yeah, probably. He's pretty grouchy."
"He's so grouchy!" Becky replied, rolling her eyes playfully, "He sounds like he's 60 and getting ready to retire, it's so dumb, I love it."
And there it was, the reason why she actually agreed to go out with Leon. Jura didn't think being a pain in the ass was very cute, but he supposed he only saw Leon like once a week. Maybe he could be something other than annoying if you saw him every day.
Wanting to be polite, Jura managed a vague friendly look. "Yep."
He noticed Becky was stopping in front of him and he overreacted and slammed on his were only going like 25, he didn't have to do that, definitely not, but he did. It was kind of embarrassing, actually, he hoped Becky didn't notice.
"Alright, here's the cave," she said. Jura gulped. He thought it was dark outside, but holy crap the mouth of that cave just looked like a big, black void.
"Geez," he said.
"It's not too far in," she added, clearly trying to put him at ease, "the bats'll stay at the top of the cave, they're not vicious like in movies."
Jura felt his eyes go wide. "There're bats?"
"They're chill bats, calm down," Becky added really fast, "they won't bug us, and anyways you're in a car."
"I guess…" Jura grumbled. He didn't want rabies, he really didn't want rabies.
She headed in and he really didn't want to be alone in the dark, so whether he liked it or not, he was going into the cave. Nibbles climbed up on his lap so he could pet him, which helped a lot. Taking a deep breath, Jura steeled himself and drove in.
He didn't see the bats right away. The cave seemed empty for a while, and then right before that giant pool there was a huge cluster of little brown bodies chilling on the cave ceiling. Jura grit his teeth as they passed underneath them. They weren't really moving, but they could and that's all that mattered, he was terrified.
This was then compounded by Becky driving into the water, which was yet another thing he wasn't a fan of. Once he did it once, he'd probably be able to do it again, but it was deepish water and he didn't know what was in it. Maybe he'd hit a big random dip in there he couldn't see and go underwater, that'd be scary.
He eased his vehicle into the water and chugged along just about as tense as he could be. Nibbles was doing his little purr-growls to make him feel better, but it wasn't helping all that much. The wake his car was making was splashing all the way up over his rear-view mirrors and getting his windows all wet and yeah it wasn't fun. The second his front wheels emerged from the water he basically floored it out of there and came to a hard stop once he was completely out to compartmentalize that awful experience.
After a minute or so, Jura realized Becky was out of her buggy now with that gosh darn shovel she'd mentioned. With a sigh, he picked up Nibbles and popped open the door to his buggy. Hopefully they wouldn't get ambushed by something while they were walking around in the dark.
She was standing over a half-rotted piece of cardboard that had RIP written on it in sharpie. When Jura walked up next to her, she just said, "God, he's overdramatic."
Jura had no idea what was going on.
"What is this, exactly?" he said after watching Becky dig for a few seconds. She just huffed.
"It's something of Sean's, he snuck it out here a while ago. Probably doesn't even remember it's here," she said, sticking the shovel in the ground off to the side. "Violet had to tell me where it was, for god's sake."
He peeked into the hole, which just had an old, partially decomposed shoebox in it. That was definitely weird. Becky pulled the box out, brushed it off a little bit, and said, "Honestly, I thought it'd be worse."
Before Jura could ask what it was, she paused and pulled her phone out of her pocket. Then she just laughed.
"What?" Jura said, smiling slightly.
"Sean just texted me 'I fucked up' in all caps," she said, tapping on the screen a few times. "There's a video, too?"
Jura pretty easily leaned over her shoulder. It was just some crappy phone footage from some random person recording in the middle of a crowd. Every-so-often it actually showed Dino Gigante and Sean talking. Dino Gigante was doing a lot of laughing and Sean was talking how he normally did, so there was plenty of bleeping edited over him. As a whole, the video wasn't that crazy until the end when the entire crowd started booing at Sean. Also it was titled "twink cusses out Dino Gigante", so that was a whole other can of worms.
"He's such an idiot, what did he think was gonna happen?" she said flatly, repocketing her phone. "Let's get back before he tries anything else stupid."
Jura nodded. "Yeah, geez. It's kinda freaky out here, anyways."
"It's not that bad," Becky said. She picked the shovel back up and swung it over her shoulder. "Let's get out of here."
"I can't believe Dino Gigante was, like, such a dick about the belt thing," Sean said as soon as they walked in. He didn't even acknowledge that Becky had that box.
She just gave him an exhausted look. "Sean, you sound like a crazy person half the time, I don't think it's his fault."
He just scoffed. "Also his stupid fans, like, called me a fuckin' twink. First of all, I'd, like, be a twunk, n' second, I'm not even gay!"
"I mean," Jura said, immediately looking to the side because he was shocked he jumped in there to talk, "you do wear mascara."
Sean seemed legitimately offended by that. He did a dramatic gasp and everything. "It makes my eyes pop, you bitch!"
"Jesus, Sean, calm down," Becky said, putting her hands up defensively. He blinked a couple times, then took a deep breath.
"Right, fuckin', sorry, kid, that wasn't very cash money of me," Sean said, running a hand through his hair, "I'm not used to, like, bein' this stressed, it's totally grody."
Jura laughed nervously. "Y-yeah, uh, no problem."
Becky sighed and held the box out for Sean. Now was probably a good time for it, whatever it was, Sean was getting more and more derailed the longer they didn't have the cosmonium. "Here, we, uh, got you something," she said in the least enthusiastic way Jura had ever heard.
Despite everything going on, Sean's eyes lit up. "Aww, thanks, Becks! Ya' got me something' to cheer me up!" He grabbed it and eagerly flipped the lid off, and then his expression did a complete 180°. "Oh, what the fuck."
Once again, Jura had no idea what was going on. He stood there and screamed 'take it out' in his head for like ten seconds straight until finally, finally, Sean pulled something white and purple and extremely dusty out of the box. "This thing looks like shit," he said, and then smacked it against his leg a couple times to get some of the dust off. For some reason, that cleaned it right up.
"Man," Sean continued, stretching the piece of fabric out so he could look at it better, "Where'd you, like, even find this, Becks? I totally thought it'd be all rotted and nasty by now."
For some reason, it wasn't until after Sean said that that Jura realized he was holding a mask. A mask that had really familiar colors for some reason. He started racking his brain for why he recognized them.
"Me'n Jura dug it up for you."
God, he was frustrated. He knew masked fighter stuff so damn well, it should've been obvious. He was experiencing that awful feeling where there's a word on the tip of your tongue, you know the first letter, but the rest just isn't coming. He was going through that except with his extensive catalogue of overdramatic, flashy people in masks.
"That's great 'n all, but like, why?"
"HOLY CRAP!" Jura yelled as soon as his brain made the most obvious connection ever. He really needed to work on using context clues. "You're the Flying Smile Kid!"
Sean wasn't even phased. "Yeah, no shit," he said casually.
His brain jumped to his second biggest question without hesitation. "You got impaled! How do you still have an arm!?"
Much to Jura's surprise, Sean just laughed. "Dude, I wish my arm got wrecked, do you know how fuckin' sick havin' a robot arm would be?" He extended his arm a couple times like he was picturing it and just grinned. "Nah, my shoulder's, like, what got jacked up, and it sucks because it hurts all the time."
Jura had to remind himself that he was currently talking to Sean and that in all honesty, yeah, this seemed like a pretty average response for him. He took a few slow breaths to get his brain to stop racing a hundred miles an hour and tried to figure out exactly what he wanted to ask.
"Okay," he said very slowly. He was trying to pick just one more big question to ask because, obviously, they were kind of in a crisis at the moment and he didn't have an entire day to play 'tell me your backstory'. "So what exactly happened? I mean, obviously you got severely injured but like, it seems like you didn't get too messed up by it, so why'd you quit?"
Sean blinked a couple times. "Good question, uh," he looked over at Becky, who just shrugged, and then grinned again. "Okay, fast version!"
He put his arm around Jura's shoulder, which was pretty funny since he was like 8 inches shorter than him. "Alright, there I am, fuckin' crushin' it at that Caliosteo Fossil Park tournament." Sean paused and then added in an obviously distracted tone, "Oh yeah, my uncle totes founded that place!"
"Keep going, Sean, we've still got a crisis to deal with," Becky said, and he flinched.
"Fair enough," he said, and then cleared his throat. "Anyways, me'n Arsen, my nychus, but I guess you, like, probs know that since you know masked fighter shi-"
"Sean."
"Sorry, we're winning stuff, it's going great, we end up in the finals against, like, Dino Gigante!" Sean sounded a little nostalgic, it was actually kind of enjoyable.
"Things're goin' awesome, Arsen's beatin' the shit outta his styraco, it's sick. It's, like, lookin' like we're gonna win."
Sean pulled his arm off of Jura for the next part of the story. Hand motions were apparently crucial to the plot.
"Anyways, we're gettin' to the end and oh shit! Arsen fucked up!" He just waved his arms around at that part and all it accomplished was cracking Jura up. "He landed his last stunt wrong and, like, that styraco's horn's coming and it's lined up real bad. Like, vivo death on national tv, bad."
"Oh," Jura said. He knew how it ended now, the context just made everything worse.
"Oh is right!" Sean said, pointing at him. "So he's right next to me and I figure it's, like, faster to just pull him out of the way."
"And then you got impaled," Jura said, and Sean grinned.
"And then I got impaled."
"Geez," Jura said, "I already know this happened but it's worse knowing you technically did it on purpose."
Sean just shrugged. "Yeah, it's whatevs, didn't hurt too bad."
"That's 'cause you were high on painkillers for like a week," Becky said with a slight grin.
"Exactly! Didn't even notice I, like, didn't have a shoulder for like two days."
Yeah, Jura didn't know how to respond to that. Sean was kinda laughing and Becky was somewhere between mildly concerned and enjoying the story, so he was just confused. Also, the thought of having his shoulder destroyed was freaking him out a little bit and the fact that it wasn't bugging anyone else was really weird.
After a few seconds, Sean did a weird, comedic sigh and actually managed to look a little serious. "Nah, but it was, like, a pretty bad accident, ya know? 'N obvs when Becks wanted me to quit I was like, yeah, that's fair."
Becky's eyes got really wide and seemed shocked enough that Jura felt a little uncomfortable about being there. "What're you talking about? I never said you had to quit!"
And now Sean looked uncomfortable. Jura started to very slowly back away towards the office door. This was turning into family drama, he didn't really like being in the middle of family drama.
"Yeah, but like, I was totally stressin' you out, 'n you were doin' exams'n shit." Sean scratched the back of his neck and glanced off to the side. "Seemed like the best way to, like, get ya to chill was to just be like 'oh yeah, don't fuckin' worry about it, I ain't doin' that shit anymore'."
His sister just stared at him incredulously. "That's awful!"
"Not really."
Jura was next to the door now, but it was occurring to him that the sound of the door opening might draw attention to himself. He hated being in there, but having them look right at him mid sorta-argument would be even worse, so apparently he was just gonna stand off to the side and deal with it. He felt Nibbles rub against his leg and leaned over to scratch his head.
"Yeah it is!" Becky continued, frustrated. "I'm an adult, dumbass, you shouldn't be giving up things you like just because they make me a little nervous."
Sean put his hands on his hips. "Spoiler alert, Becks, you weren't, like, an adult when I did this. I was, and like, I wasn't gonna screw you over like that."
She was still a little annoyed. "You didn't have to."
"Yeah I did," he said softly, "I'm older, Becks, I gotta look out for you. And like, I'm too stupid to help ya any other way."
He grinned at the end like it was a joke, but he didn't really say it like it was a joke. Becky gaped at him for a few seconds, a sad expression creeping onto her face. Before it could get too far, she pulled Sean into a hug.
"Shut up, you're not stupid," she murmured into his shoulder.
After the initial shock wore off, Sean chuckled and hugged her back. "A'ight, knock that shit off. You're gonna, like, make my mascara run."
Becky laughed.
When she finally let go of him, she kept her hands on his shoulders and smiled. "Sean, you gotta do stuff you enjoy, too. And, it just so happens, we kinda need you to do that right now."
He still looked kind of unsure. "Becks, you know I can't just go one 'n done. If I start doin' this again it's, like, totally gonna be my whole life."
She pat him on the shoulder and beamed. "It should be your whole life, you love doing masked fossil battles!"
When he didn't respond immediately, Becky smirked and said, "Alright, you know what I have to do now, right?"
"You don't, like, have to," Sean said, already starting to crack up.
"I do now," she said, throwing an arm around his shoulders. Then, laughing a little too much, started saying, "Give us a grin! Again and again!"
"Becks-"
"Give us a grin! I'm gonna do it until you say yes! Again and again!"
Sean snorted. "Fine, okay, chill your jets, dude!"
When she gave him an expectant look, he pat her on the back and added, "Flyin' Smile Kid's gonna come back n', like, kick some ass!"
"Are we actually doing something now?" Jura said from his side of the room. He got a couple embarrassed looks from the two of them.
"Hell yeah, we are!" Sean said, giving him a thumbs up. He looked over at the giant t-rex skull off to the side of the office. "Yo, Arse! We're doin' shit, now!"
A fluffy white head popped up from the inside of the jaws of the skull. Once he sensed how excited everyone was, a purple and yellow crest flashed up from his head and the nychus stepped out of where he'd apparently been sleeping at. Jura was happy that he'd actually recognized Arsen and the impressive amount of scars on his legs, he needed his faith restored in his memory.
The nychus nuzzled his head against Sean's chest, chittering purrs echoing in his throat. Sean chuckled and gave him a couple pats on the side. "Yeah, yeah, love you too, dude. We gotta, like, be serious, though."
He looked up from his vivosaur and over to Jura and Becky. "Alright, you guys, like, go ahead, we gots to get ready," he said with a grin.
Jura squinted. "You have to get ready?"
"Yeah," Sean said, "gotta get in character."
Becky nudged Jura. "He's gotta be focused to not say fuck."
"The Flying Smile Kid doesn't say fuck," Sean said, aiming a finger gun at his sister, "So fuck off so I can, like, turn into PG-Sean."
"Alright, we'll meet you in the stadium," Becky said, smiling at him, "Come in hot!"
"Always do!"
So Jura was getting a little concerned. It'd been like half an hour, it was almost midnight, Dino Gigante was probably gonna peace out pretty soon, and still no sign of Sean. Becky didn't seem worried about it so he didn't wanna seem worried about it, but god he'd been through too much the last few days and this was just another blow to his mental health. Part of him wondered if Sean got stage fright or something and just chickened out, it had been like three years since the last time he'd done masked fighter stuff.
A good chunk of the crowd was gone now, so at least standing around in the stadium wasn't awful because of that. Part of him just wanted to leave and let Sean and Becky handle this, but he was there to help them and that'd be the exact opposite of helping. Stryker might find out he dipped and that would be a bad look, he didn't wanna be like Tria.
As his eyes flicked over in the general direction of Dino Gigante just out of sheer curiosity, he felt his blood run cold. The guy was staring straight at him. The fact that he remembered him was impressive, he probably saw thousands of fans a day. And then, he started walking over to them and Jura started yelling cusses in his head. He shook Becky's shoulder as Dino got closer and closer.
"So you've returned, amigo!" Dino Gigante said as soon as Becky looked up. She didn't seem nearly as scared of him as Jura was. The masked fighter briefly looked at her and then immediately back to Jura. "I hear you run with the Wardens."
"Yep," Jura said. He couldn't think of anything else to say, his brain was too busy screaming.
Nibbles was growling in his defense, so like, that was nice at least.
Dino Gigante gave him a curt nod. "Ah, but I'm afraid that doesn't change anything. I'm sure you know that, though."
Jura didn't move a muscle in his body. "Yep," he said again. His eyes twitched to the side, desperate to look at anything other than the terrifying guy in front of him. It was at that moment he saw Sean at the top of the stairs, with his nychus-esque mask on of course, and honestly that was probably the first time ever Jura was actually relieved to see him.
"Dino Gigante!" he said, making Jura blink a few times. His tone, even with just those two words, was so wildly different from how he was used to Sean sounding.
Immediately Dino Gigante whipped around to look straight at him. He didn't even say anything, he was probably too surprised to respond. Sean smirked. "That's right! Behold, your worst nightmare! He who brings justice and floss to the people!"
What remained of the crowd was starting to gather back around Dino Gigante and Sean. A slight buzz was picking up and, since he didn't feel threatened now, Jura could kind of enjoy it. This was the cheesiest shit and he was all about it.
"Behold… the Flying Smile Kid!" Sean said. He then jumped up on the stair railing, slid down it, and leaped off it to land directly in front of Dino Gigante. As he straightened back up he gave him a thumbs up and grinned. "You can't touch these pearly whites!"
After that entire spiel, Dino Gigante crossed his arms firmly. "So, you've finally come crawling back to the world of masked fossil fighting!"
Sean didn't even hesitate. "Sorry to keep you waiting, old friend! If it's a challenge you want, put your belt on the line and fight me!"
Dino Gigante stared back in silence for a few moments. At first, Jura thought it was more theatrics to build tension, and then suddenly there was sniffling and Dino brought a hand up to his mask as he started full-on crying. At least he had the sense to be loud so it seemed faker, but Jura was like three feet away and could tell that no, he was definitely crying for-realsies.
Then, Dino Gigante's other hand reached forward and grabbed Sean's shoulder. He sniffled a couple more times, finished up his quick sob, and said. "Amigo, if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you shall have!"
Recomposing himself now, Dino Gigante crossed his arms again and tilted his chin up. "Still, after all these years away from the brawl, Dino Gigante fears you've forgotten how to fight!"
Sean scoffed and shot him a wry grin. "Ah, I see you're trying to convince yourself I'm vulnerable!" He put his hands on his hips. "Unfortunately for you, your styraco won't be able to save you this time!"
Jura was getting caught up in this drama already. He knew he was grinning now but honestly this was probably the best possible outcome for this day, just watching masked fighter arguments in person. Tria wouldn't care but he'd brag about this for weeks anyways.
The little crowd did one of those 'oooooo' things and Dino Gigante laughed. "Ah, amigo! Dino Gigante only offers compassion! Rather than a one-on-one battle, our duel will take place over the course of a grand tournament!"
Well, it was sort of a downgrade from the usual chaos masked fighting entailed, but that was probably for the best. Sean hadn't been expecting to hop back into this stuff, it was pretty likely he was out of practice dodging around vivosaurs and he'd gotten impaled when he was good at it.
"And," Dino said, dramatically putting a hand to his forehead, "to show that he is not without humility, Dino Gigante will fight as a part of a team." He looked back down at Sean. "I would suggest you do the same, old friend, for you stand no chance on your own!"
And then Dino Gigante was booming with laughter again. Sean grinned and stuck his hand out. "Very well! I'll allow you to hide behind your teammates for now!" he said, and Dino laughed and shook his hand.
"We face each other tomorrow, amigo!" Dino Gigante said, clearly beaming under his mask, "Don't keep me waiting another three years!"
And with that, Dino Gigante just walked off, probably just for theatrics. Sean looked after him briefly, then walked up to Jura and Becky. Before either of them could say anything, he grinned and said, "Alright, team! We ride first thing tomorrow!"
Jura stared for a few seconds, incredulous. Then, in the back of his head, he said goddammit.
Alright finally got this update done! just giving everyone a heads up, next chapter is at least two weeks out, sorry about that! all hell is breaking loose homework wise this week and the next so that's fun. this was quite literally the last day i had available to finish this chapter before it was gonna be another two weeks so i figured I should try to bang it out quick!
Anyways, thanks for reading, guys! Don't forget to shoot me a review!