CK: Hey there!!! Once again, it is I, yon authoress who sucketh mightily.
((We're reading Macbeth in school)). I'm reeeeeeeally soory about the late
update, but I'm fed up with me writing sucky short chapters where nothing
happens, so I wrote a really really long one that has some substance.
Anyways, to the responses!
SweetCandie: Don't worry about not reviewing, being busy is one of those things that happens to everybody.....it sneaks up on them, ready to pounce. and then BAM! You've got schoolwork galore, and at ;east five teachers expecting you to do said work. It's a puzzlement I tell ya......but I'm off-topic. ^ ^;;;;;;;;; Anyways, don't worry about it.
Sailor Twilight Assassin: Yes, I am beginning to believe that no one reads my endings....'cept you, of course..... . Hmm......well, anyways, you request to be a guest by just asking in a review, and saying what you wanna do and with who (no lemons! ^.~) AND YOU CAUGHT MY BROADWAY REFERENCE!!! FWEEEE!!!!! You read my endings AND caught the 'Guys and Dolls' thing! *bestows upon STA a chibi Pegasus plushie*
Woodelf193: Aaw....you cried? *hands over tissues* I'm not sure whether to feel bad for making people sad or be happy that I was successful in making people sad. So I'll do both!!! *sniff* Yay! *sniff* Yay! *sniff* Yay!
Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh. Ya got nuttin on me hea. Mufufu.......
BTW, my writer's block's in full swing right now, so I'm basically finding it easier just to read fanfics instead of write them, if that's any sort of apology for ya...... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ Of Myth and Legend
Cecilia walked along a self-made path along the shores of the island, cold waves lapping at the three-foot drop that marked its edge. The snow that had blanketed the island merely yesterday was now scarcely found, and where you could see it, it was dirty and ugly. Beautiful winters will turn into beautiful springs, but there's always that time in between when everything's just gray and murky. Then again, there's supposed to be a price for beauty......
Cecilia sat down at the sudden drop, her legs dangling over the edge. She felt very small......this island was so large, so immense, and she was just one small person biding her time there. She felt like a child again, always unfamiliar with how big and grownup everything seemed. She picked up some pebbles and threw them into the black waters below.......gray clouds were on the horizon, a sign that rain was coming that night, or this afternoon, even, if the wind picked up. Everything surrounding her made for a very eerie and disquieting setting, but she really wasn't there to admire the scenery.......she just wanted to be alone for awhile, just to think without any interruptions. She took one of the pebbles out of her small pile and threw it out as far as she could, the small pebble create large ripples on the murky surface.
She gripped her locket in her left hand as a small comfort in the cold, fingering it at odd intervals, and with her right hand threw the rocks into the vast, open pit known as the sea........
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Yugi and company had come to the unanimous decision to do something that the normal, average person (a.k.a. Ryou, Yugi, or Yami) would have thought to do loooooooong ago: they were going to go and get HIS explanation for what the fuck was going on. ((A/N: I like Mai and Joey and Tristan, but I'm not awarding any of them the Nobel Prize either....just so ya know.)) If Pegasus lied, so be it, but at least it might shed the tiniest bit of light on the situation. Besides, they needed an excuse to go down and watch him work: who knows, he could be dismantling the thing to get rid of evidence, for all they knew......
Actually, come to think of it, that wasn't all that unlikely.......
Well, anyway, the Deadly Trio, along with Ryou, 'wandered' towards the laboratory where Pegasus was working. Yugi, however stayed behind. He was tired, and he wanted as little to do with this place as was possible. He wanted this over with as much as everyone else, and it wouldn't hurt to find Pegasus put behind bars, but none of this would bring back Tea, would it? With the thought of Tea's smiling face haunting his mind, Yugi left to go to his room, and just stay there for awhile. He hadn't really had a chance to be by himself for awhile, and he just wanted this pain to melt away. Being near the others.....it just made it worse. He just wanted to be alone, if only for a little while.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ ((A/N: Okay, this is just before/if someone asks: yes, the tale of Orpheus IS a real Greek myth. I didn't make it up.))
Okay, Pegasus usually had an almost annoying ability to keep his calm. If angry, a snide, clever comment could usually do the trick.....but apparently not so when it came to machinery........if people would invent artificial intelligence already, maybe this hunk of junk would listen and do the job it was made to DO!!!! Pegasus was approximately five seconds from either: a) kicking this thing until it was a pile of shrapnel, or b) give up and go drink something strong, when four adolescents (a.k.a. they- whom-the-authoress-is-too-lazy-to-name-at-the-moment).
Cue the Stooges and their faithful sidekick, Ryou! ((A/N: Why am I being so mean to Mai, Joey, and Tristan? Even I don't know at this point.......O.o))
Pegasus stood up, after what seemed to be an eternity of crouching at the machine's controls, and looked/glared at the four adolescents. "Yes?"
Ryou spoke first. "Cecilia sent us down here to check on you."
Pegasus's glare softened microscopically. And only for a second. But it did soften. "Tell her I'm fine, and I'll probably be done by this evening." A piece of paper Pegasus had been holding slipped from his grasp and he knelt down to pick it up, then stand erect again. ((A/N: Heehee......naughty thought, naughty thought..........)) This motion took all of about 2.5 seconds, and when Pegasus was once again upright, he noticed that there were no longer FOUR teenagers in front of him, but, in fact, three. And the three left were looking past Pegasus with a look of what can only be described as pure embarrassment. To add on top of that, Pegasus heard a heavily accented voice shriek. "What's wit all dese wires hea'?"
Pegasus reeeeeeeeeeeally didn't care to look behind him at this point, but a mix of anxiety and morbid curiosity made him do so. What he found was a sugar-high Joey Wheeler fiddling with the controls of the machine that was already taking Pegasus five hours to fix.
"JOSEPH!!!!!!!" The normally calm and collected Maximillian Pegasus was now yanking a fifteen year old kid on a sugar high off of the machine that refused to obey him. Which was, by the way, now making strange humming noises.
"Hey, Pegsy, what's wit dis ting? Ya put all a dese red wiyas inta dese slots and dat makes no sense....."
"PLEASE GET OFF OF MY MACHINE!!!!!!!!" Joey blinked, shrugged, then stepped away. And so ended the anxiety attack.
Pegasus crouched down and glanced over the wiring quickly, just to make sure that nothing had been destroyed or set on fire or some similar catastrophe. A second or two before Pegasus deemed into safe, Tristan piped up. "So what is that thing, anyway?"
Pegasus, somewhat startled at the abruptness of the question, chuckled lightly under his breath. "You haven't guessed what this thing does yet?"
Tristan almost blushed. "Well, no, I mean yes, what I mean was....well, how does that thing even WORK?"
"Hmm? Why so interested all of a sudden?" Pegasus knew why, but it was slightly amusing to watch them squirm.
"We.....we just wanted to know, that's all. What's it to you?"
"Pardon me if I'm incorrect, but I thought you all hated me."
"..........um.........."
With Tristan still trying to fabricate a story, Ryou spoke up. "Wouldn't it be obvious to you of all people? A corpse is lying in one of your rooms and you need to ask why?"
Flinch........
".........if you really wanted to know, then stop inventing stories and ask."
"We want to know. Enlighten us."
Pegasus sighed. Well, at least he'd planned for this and knew what he'd say. Shit, he'd even gotten creative.....that's the thing about kids, they'll swallow anything, and they don't even realize it.
"Have any of you ever heard the tale of Orpheus, from the Greek myth?"
He glanced back and saw four confused and impatient faces.
"I'm not changing the topic, I assure you." He turned back and continued to fiddle with the wires. "Orpheus was a musical genius. He played a lyre so beautifully that rocks and trees moved themselves just to be able to follow him as he played. Whenever he performed, any listeners essentially came under his spell.....including a girl that later became his wife. But poor Orpheus lost the girl not too long after.....she died of snakebite. Well, Orpheus wasn't exactly happy. He wailed and moaned.....he even traveled to the Underworld just to try and get her back. Well, between his sad tale and his gift of music, he even charmed Hades, the Greek god of the dead. He was granted his wife on one condition...........he would must walk out of the Underworld, his wife behind him, until they both reached the sunlight.
Orpheus was thrilled..........but as he walked his way out of the Underworld, doubts began to plague him........Was this a trick made to get rid of him? Could he really trust Hades? Even if someone was following him, was it his wife? Is there any way he could know? Finally, he gave in to temptation and looked behind him.....
........and the last thing he saw was his wife, smiling sadly, and vanishing within the blink of an eye."
Pegasus turned to face the four of them. "He was locked out of the Underworld soon after, and died not too long after. But I'm different than Orpheus.......I don't need to charm a god, and I have succeeded anyway......thanks to this little gadget....." He indicated the machine. "Instead of any musical talent, I've enough intelligence and patience to build this thing. And all you have to do is be willing to risk a little.......not death, actually..."
Pegasus said that last part when he got the feeling that one of them was about to open their mouth. Instead of focusing on the group of teens, he focused on a strand of hair that he decided to play with.".....It sucks years out of your life, out of your strength........it's like aging very rapidly, and however many years you give, that's how many the reincarnated person has until death, assuming nothing happens.......which means Cecilia should have a life expectancy of, what, sixty more years?"
Ryou was practically growling when he spoke. "Shut up. If that was true, then Tea wouldn't have died."
Pegasus took his focus off of his strand of hair and looked back to his machine, then looked back at Ryou. "Tell me, Ryou~boi.....you saw Ms. Gardner die, didn't she fiddle with the knobs quite a bit?"
"........."
".........which changes everything, after all, since the machine is set by age, weight, and gender, not to mention by how many years you want gone, so from what I can tell, the machine was set for a thirty year old man that weighed twelve pounds who wanted to get rid of 100 years of existence."
With that announcement came various reactions. Tristan looked satisfied with the explanation. Mai looked comically suspicious. Joey looked confused. Ryou looked emotionless.
Pegasus noticed Mai's face and added. "And since I know none of you trust me, I'll take the fall for your friend, if anyone needed to know."
Mai's face quickly changed to something along the lines of he-either-just- pulled-my-leg-or-I'm-hallucinating.
Pegasus, satisfied with his fabrication, changed the topic. "By the way, Joey~boi, what did you do with these wires?"
Joey snapped out of his confused daze, and walked over to the contraption. "Oh, I just figured that if you were trying to fix this thing, that maybe the wires should go like that, so maybe that'll save youse some trouble."
Pegasus was practically in awe. Was Joey Wheeler really smarter than he seemed? Did he just fix a machine that was taking him - the inventor - several hours to reconstruct? Had they all misjudged Joey Wheeler? These questions were all answered instantly when, as part of Joey's demonstration, Joey turned on the contraption, which made a quiet humming noise to show that it was starting up.....
.............and plumes of black smoke immediately began hissing out of the back of the chamber.
Pegasus began to loudly screech profanities as he quickly went over to pull the plug on the apparatus, causing the smoke to die down somewhat. With a quick glare in Joey's direction, Pegasus sighed tiredly, then stated. "Tell Cecilia I MIGHT be done my tomorrow morning."
With that, the four teenagers took their mutually understood cue to leave.
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A few minutes later, Ryou walked down of one of Pegasus's endless hallways, separate from his friends. Unlike the other three, he didn't swallow any of what Pegasus said. But he didn't know how to prove it. But he did know someone who probably could.
He found the right door and knocked. When Mokuba answered, Ryou smiled sweetly.
"Excuse me, Mokuba, but can I please talk to your brother for a minute?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ CK: Oooooooh, cliffy!.......well, sorta. Anyhoo, I'm sorry that this took so long to write!!! I'm sorry that not much happened! I'm sorry that I suck! But if Sailor Twilight Assassin is correct, than she's the only one reading this apology......so I'm sorry, Sailor-person!
SweetCandie: Don't worry about not reviewing, being busy is one of those things that happens to everybody.....it sneaks up on them, ready to pounce. and then BAM! You've got schoolwork galore, and at ;east five teachers expecting you to do said work. It's a puzzlement I tell ya......but I'm off-topic. ^ ^;;;;;;;;; Anyways, don't worry about it.
Sailor Twilight Assassin: Yes, I am beginning to believe that no one reads my endings....'cept you, of course..... . Hmm......well, anyways, you request to be a guest by just asking in a review, and saying what you wanna do and with who (no lemons! ^.~) AND YOU CAUGHT MY BROADWAY REFERENCE!!! FWEEEE!!!!! You read my endings AND caught the 'Guys and Dolls' thing! *bestows upon STA a chibi Pegasus plushie*
Woodelf193: Aaw....you cried? *hands over tissues* I'm not sure whether to feel bad for making people sad or be happy that I was successful in making people sad. So I'll do both!!! *sniff* Yay! *sniff* Yay! *sniff* Yay!
Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh. Ya got nuttin on me hea. Mufufu.......
BTW, my writer's block's in full swing right now, so I'm basically finding it easier just to read fanfics instead of write them, if that's any sort of apology for ya...... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ Of Myth and Legend
Cecilia walked along a self-made path along the shores of the island, cold waves lapping at the three-foot drop that marked its edge. The snow that had blanketed the island merely yesterday was now scarcely found, and where you could see it, it was dirty and ugly. Beautiful winters will turn into beautiful springs, but there's always that time in between when everything's just gray and murky. Then again, there's supposed to be a price for beauty......
Cecilia sat down at the sudden drop, her legs dangling over the edge. She felt very small......this island was so large, so immense, and she was just one small person biding her time there. She felt like a child again, always unfamiliar with how big and grownup everything seemed. She picked up some pebbles and threw them into the black waters below.......gray clouds were on the horizon, a sign that rain was coming that night, or this afternoon, even, if the wind picked up. Everything surrounding her made for a very eerie and disquieting setting, but she really wasn't there to admire the scenery.......she just wanted to be alone for awhile, just to think without any interruptions. She took one of the pebbles out of her small pile and threw it out as far as she could, the small pebble create large ripples on the murky surface.
She gripped her locket in her left hand as a small comfort in the cold, fingering it at odd intervals, and with her right hand threw the rocks into the vast, open pit known as the sea........
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Yugi and company had come to the unanimous decision to do something that the normal, average person (a.k.a. Ryou, Yugi, or Yami) would have thought to do loooooooong ago: they were going to go and get HIS explanation for what the fuck was going on. ((A/N: I like Mai and Joey and Tristan, but I'm not awarding any of them the Nobel Prize either....just so ya know.)) If Pegasus lied, so be it, but at least it might shed the tiniest bit of light on the situation. Besides, they needed an excuse to go down and watch him work: who knows, he could be dismantling the thing to get rid of evidence, for all they knew......
Actually, come to think of it, that wasn't all that unlikely.......
Well, anyway, the Deadly Trio, along with Ryou, 'wandered' towards the laboratory where Pegasus was working. Yugi, however stayed behind. He was tired, and he wanted as little to do with this place as was possible. He wanted this over with as much as everyone else, and it wouldn't hurt to find Pegasus put behind bars, but none of this would bring back Tea, would it? With the thought of Tea's smiling face haunting his mind, Yugi left to go to his room, and just stay there for awhile. He hadn't really had a chance to be by himself for awhile, and he just wanted this pain to melt away. Being near the others.....it just made it worse. He just wanted to be alone, if only for a little while.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ ((A/N: Okay, this is just before/if someone asks: yes, the tale of Orpheus IS a real Greek myth. I didn't make it up.))
Okay, Pegasus usually had an almost annoying ability to keep his calm. If angry, a snide, clever comment could usually do the trick.....but apparently not so when it came to machinery........if people would invent artificial intelligence already, maybe this hunk of junk would listen and do the job it was made to DO!!!! Pegasus was approximately five seconds from either: a) kicking this thing until it was a pile of shrapnel, or b) give up and go drink something strong, when four adolescents (a.k.a. they- whom-the-authoress-is-too-lazy-to-name-at-the-moment).
Cue the Stooges and their faithful sidekick, Ryou! ((A/N: Why am I being so mean to Mai, Joey, and Tristan? Even I don't know at this point.......O.o))
Pegasus stood up, after what seemed to be an eternity of crouching at the machine's controls, and looked/glared at the four adolescents. "Yes?"
Ryou spoke first. "Cecilia sent us down here to check on you."
Pegasus's glare softened microscopically. And only for a second. But it did soften. "Tell her I'm fine, and I'll probably be done by this evening." A piece of paper Pegasus had been holding slipped from his grasp and he knelt down to pick it up, then stand erect again. ((A/N: Heehee......naughty thought, naughty thought..........)) This motion took all of about 2.5 seconds, and when Pegasus was once again upright, he noticed that there were no longer FOUR teenagers in front of him, but, in fact, three. And the three left were looking past Pegasus with a look of what can only be described as pure embarrassment. To add on top of that, Pegasus heard a heavily accented voice shriek. "What's wit all dese wires hea'?"
Pegasus reeeeeeeeeeeally didn't care to look behind him at this point, but a mix of anxiety and morbid curiosity made him do so. What he found was a sugar-high Joey Wheeler fiddling with the controls of the machine that was already taking Pegasus five hours to fix.
"JOSEPH!!!!!!!" The normally calm and collected Maximillian Pegasus was now yanking a fifteen year old kid on a sugar high off of the machine that refused to obey him. Which was, by the way, now making strange humming noises.
"Hey, Pegsy, what's wit dis ting? Ya put all a dese red wiyas inta dese slots and dat makes no sense....."
"PLEASE GET OFF OF MY MACHINE!!!!!!!!" Joey blinked, shrugged, then stepped away. And so ended the anxiety attack.
Pegasus crouched down and glanced over the wiring quickly, just to make sure that nothing had been destroyed or set on fire or some similar catastrophe. A second or two before Pegasus deemed into safe, Tristan piped up. "So what is that thing, anyway?"
Pegasus, somewhat startled at the abruptness of the question, chuckled lightly under his breath. "You haven't guessed what this thing does yet?"
Tristan almost blushed. "Well, no, I mean yes, what I mean was....well, how does that thing even WORK?"
"Hmm? Why so interested all of a sudden?" Pegasus knew why, but it was slightly amusing to watch them squirm.
"We.....we just wanted to know, that's all. What's it to you?"
"Pardon me if I'm incorrect, but I thought you all hated me."
"..........um.........."
With Tristan still trying to fabricate a story, Ryou spoke up. "Wouldn't it be obvious to you of all people? A corpse is lying in one of your rooms and you need to ask why?"
Flinch........
".........if you really wanted to know, then stop inventing stories and ask."
"We want to know. Enlighten us."
Pegasus sighed. Well, at least he'd planned for this and knew what he'd say. Shit, he'd even gotten creative.....that's the thing about kids, they'll swallow anything, and they don't even realize it.
"Have any of you ever heard the tale of Orpheus, from the Greek myth?"
He glanced back and saw four confused and impatient faces.
"I'm not changing the topic, I assure you." He turned back and continued to fiddle with the wires. "Orpheus was a musical genius. He played a lyre so beautifully that rocks and trees moved themselves just to be able to follow him as he played. Whenever he performed, any listeners essentially came under his spell.....including a girl that later became his wife. But poor Orpheus lost the girl not too long after.....she died of snakebite. Well, Orpheus wasn't exactly happy. He wailed and moaned.....he even traveled to the Underworld just to try and get her back. Well, between his sad tale and his gift of music, he even charmed Hades, the Greek god of the dead. He was granted his wife on one condition...........he would must walk out of the Underworld, his wife behind him, until they both reached the sunlight.
Orpheus was thrilled..........but as he walked his way out of the Underworld, doubts began to plague him........Was this a trick made to get rid of him? Could he really trust Hades? Even if someone was following him, was it his wife? Is there any way he could know? Finally, he gave in to temptation and looked behind him.....
........and the last thing he saw was his wife, smiling sadly, and vanishing within the blink of an eye."
Pegasus turned to face the four of them. "He was locked out of the Underworld soon after, and died not too long after. But I'm different than Orpheus.......I don't need to charm a god, and I have succeeded anyway......thanks to this little gadget....." He indicated the machine. "Instead of any musical talent, I've enough intelligence and patience to build this thing. And all you have to do is be willing to risk a little.......not death, actually..."
Pegasus said that last part when he got the feeling that one of them was about to open their mouth. Instead of focusing on the group of teens, he focused on a strand of hair that he decided to play with.".....It sucks years out of your life, out of your strength........it's like aging very rapidly, and however many years you give, that's how many the reincarnated person has until death, assuming nothing happens.......which means Cecilia should have a life expectancy of, what, sixty more years?"
Ryou was practically growling when he spoke. "Shut up. If that was true, then Tea wouldn't have died."
Pegasus took his focus off of his strand of hair and looked back to his machine, then looked back at Ryou. "Tell me, Ryou~boi.....you saw Ms. Gardner die, didn't she fiddle with the knobs quite a bit?"
"........."
".........which changes everything, after all, since the machine is set by age, weight, and gender, not to mention by how many years you want gone, so from what I can tell, the machine was set for a thirty year old man that weighed twelve pounds who wanted to get rid of 100 years of existence."
With that announcement came various reactions. Tristan looked satisfied with the explanation. Mai looked comically suspicious. Joey looked confused. Ryou looked emotionless.
Pegasus noticed Mai's face and added. "And since I know none of you trust me, I'll take the fall for your friend, if anyone needed to know."
Mai's face quickly changed to something along the lines of he-either-just- pulled-my-leg-or-I'm-hallucinating.
Pegasus, satisfied with his fabrication, changed the topic. "By the way, Joey~boi, what did you do with these wires?"
Joey snapped out of his confused daze, and walked over to the contraption. "Oh, I just figured that if you were trying to fix this thing, that maybe the wires should go like that, so maybe that'll save youse some trouble."
Pegasus was practically in awe. Was Joey Wheeler really smarter than he seemed? Did he just fix a machine that was taking him - the inventor - several hours to reconstruct? Had they all misjudged Joey Wheeler? These questions were all answered instantly when, as part of Joey's demonstration, Joey turned on the contraption, which made a quiet humming noise to show that it was starting up.....
.............and plumes of black smoke immediately began hissing out of the back of the chamber.
Pegasus began to loudly screech profanities as he quickly went over to pull the plug on the apparatus, causing the smoke to die down somewhat. With a quick glare in Joey's direction, Pegasus sighed tiredly, then stated. "Tell Cecilia I MIGHT be done my tomorrow morning."
With that, the four teenagers took their mutually understood cue to leave.
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A few minutes later, Ryou walked down of one of Pegasus's endless hallways, separate from his friends. Unlike the other three, he didn't swallow any of what Pegasus said. But he didn't know how to prove it. But he did know someone who probably could.
He found the right door and knocked. When Mokuba answered, Ryou smiled sweetly.
"Excuse me, Mokuba, but can I please talk to your brother for a minute?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ CK: Oooooooh, cliffy!.......well, sorta. Anyhoo, I'm sorry that this took so long to write!!! I'm sorry that not much happened! I'm sorry that I suck! But if Sailor Twilight Assassin is correct, than she's the only one reading this apology......so I'm sorry, Sailor-person!
