Cool Quote:
"Some of the greatest battles you will face will be fought within the
silent chambers of your own soul." -Ezra Taft Benson
Author's Note: Okay, here's my lame excuse which you can buy or not buy (for $20 dollars! hehe, j/k!): I had EXTREME writers block for the past three weeks. I mean, I would literally sit down and stare at the computer for a couple of hours and listen to music, contemplating what word to write first. Kinda funny, now that I think about it…ANYWAY, thanks for being patient and not pulling your hair out and not throwing baseballs at your computer screen and yelling profanities at your internet service provider and making---(Ray: I think they get it.) Right. Sorry!
FINAL (Sort of) Disclaimer: The author has only seen half of Beyblade 2002 (VForce) and has not seen G Rev at all, so incorrect information or misspellings about characters that might appear in the context are innocently accidental. Zen Tai-Ken, Renlee Brown, Tehran Chang, Brittney Loveless, Annelise Parker, William (Will) Trenton, and David and Rochelle Llewellyn belong to me as well as any other additional character not associated with Beyblade. Kira Ocelet, Mobekai Tart, Danika Woods, Colby Peterson and Trish rightfully belong to me as well.
EXTRAS:
I think I've been spelling Bryan wrong. It should be "Brian", not Bryan. I will fix the previous chapters when I get the chance too. There also might be a lot of mistakes in this chapter. I wrote all the parts over a span of two weeks, so I wasn't sure what needed editing and what didn't. I'm sorry.
^-^ Okay, erm, do I REALLY need the
disclaimer anymore? I'm sure you all get the point.
^-^ There won't be a disclaimer next time, so don't
sue me or rat on me or nothin'. The only other times a disclaimer will appear
will be when I finally tell you what Trish's last name is or anything else
significant happens that'll be a judgement call on my part as to whether it
will appear. Thanks!
Italics are thoughts.
Bold letters are songs.
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Chapter 24: Screw Over
"Where the heck are you going?" Brian looked up as Tala headed for the door.
On the way, he kicked Ian in the stomach,
"Get up, let's go get some dinner. Then we need to come back, pack and head for the boat."
Ian rubbed his stomach and got up with a glower on his face,
"If you hit enough people, Tala, maybe you'll make your hands as red as your hair."
"Oh, shut-up."
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"Good job out there!" David congratulated Annelise as she entered the dressing room, proudly holding her bit-beast Minute.
They had come back from horseback riding around five and had stopped only to change briefly and grab their Beyblades before heading to the tournament. Their opponents had been a Polish team called, "The Blitzers."
"We win by forfeit," Brittany skipped into the room, "Their last player came down with the flu."
"That's a relief," Tehran leaned easily against the wall.
"No, it's an indicator that we suck," Renlee spoke up quietly, "We'll look pathetic in the stadium if we get worried over a bunch on little amateurs and we call it a relief."
"I agree with Renlee," Will spoke, "--sadly."
"Well, then, you'll just have to practice training," David said with a shrug and a small smile.
"It's your fault, you know," Renlee picked at her thumb absently before looking up, "You're not doing a single thing to train us. We're going to lose this tournament because of you. You know, if Rochelle was here—"
"She'd do the exact same thing. We sponsor and we encourage you, Renlee. But it is you that must train and become good. I have no part in that and will not claim responsibility for your own failures."
There was silence for a moment.
Tehran raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips to indicate that he thought David's statement truly made sense. David grabbed his coat,
"Let's go to the dock and get something to eat. I'm sure you're all starved."
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Ray knew now who had taken both the purple blouse and the
Beyblade.
The first thought that entered Ray's mind was whether he should confront Mobekai
privately or publicly about the thievery. The second was figuring out where the heck he might've put Driger. He decided not to
confront Mobekai at all. He would steal Driger back on his own. If Mobekai had
anything to say about it, Ray would then be ready to start pointing fingers. As
for Driger….well, Ray began to doubt whether he would actually find him or not.
He would steal a time during their next tournament in Germany
to take a look in their room--no, that was wrong, and
Ray knew it. White Tiger or not, that was being dishonest and Ray did not want
to stoop to that level. He would have to counter Mobekai sometime before the
Bladebreakers entered the tournament again. That was, if Kenny didn't kill him first for "losing" his blade.
"Time to go." Kai walked sulkily toward the door, "Max, you too."
Max looked up from his conversation with Emily, said goodbye and headed toward the door.
"Bye Ray!" Ray flinched a little inwardly. He'd been seconds to the door without thinking anyone had noticed, but he turned around out of curiosity anyway. Gary was waving merrily at him from the kitchen entrance, but Mariah was the one that had spoken.
"See ya," Ray smiled.
"Time to GO Hilary!" Tyson shouted in her ear. She'd been sleeping on a bean bag in the corner. She reached up immediately and punched Tyson in the nose. He jumped back in surprise.
"Don't yell in my ear," she hissed angrily.
"Geez," Tyson rubbed his nose, "Just showing you what it's like---"
"If you want to really know what's it's like waking you up, you should try overpowering a train's whistle," said Hilary.
Tyson rolled his eyes and screwed up his face, wordlessly mimicking her smugness as he walked out the door.
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"Where is Emily and Michael?" Dr. Judy demanded of
Eddy and Steve, once she had closed the door behind her.
Eddy shrugged and looked nervously down at Steve, who raised his right upper
lip in response. Judy frowned and searched the back rooms. She entered the main
room and raised her eyes to the ceiling,
"Michael! Emily! Come out right now if you can hear me!"
Eddy and Steve stood a little too tensely in front of her. Eddy had come back a
little early from the party and Steve hadn't gone at
all. But Michael and Emily had stayed for a while. Dr.
Judy looked down and placed her hands on her hips,
"All right, boys, I'll give you ten seconds to come up with a lame excuse
and then I want to know where the rest of this team is."
Eddy didn't speak. Steve didn't
speak. Judy stared. The door suddenly burst open and Michael and Emily came in,
laughing at something. They stopped immediately when Judy turned.
"Where have you been?" She demanded.
Behind her, Eddy shook his head emphatically.
Emily stuttered,
"So...sorry, Judy, we just went out for a walk."
"It's twelve! You should've been in by ten!"
"We lost track of time!" Michael defended.
Judy sighed,
"Just don't do it again. We're leaving at six
sharp for Germany.
I suggest you get some rest."
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"Is Tyson up yet?" Hilary poked her head in.
"He will be in a minute," Max called back merrily. He was rummaging
around in the bathroom and came out with a tub of steaming hot water. He was
holding it with two towels to prevent his hands from being
burned. Hilary watched curiously.
Ray was eating some cereal in the kitchen, the only one fully awake and
functioning. Knowing Ray, he'd probably been up around
four or five this morning. Kenny was trying to keep his eyes open and Kai was
sulking in the corner, anxiously looking up at the clock. Max was awake, but he
was still in a loose shirt and boxers.
Max ran into Tyson's room.
"What's he doing?" Hilary asked Ray at the table.
"Pouring hot water on Tyson. There are, thus far,
only four ways of waking Tyson up: Hot water, ice cubes, sticking anchovies or
broccoli down his throat, or dragging him around the room until his head's hit
enough stuff."
"Why can't you just set an alarm clock?"
"He doesn't hear it."
"AUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"That's him now." Ray grinned up at her, "We try to vary our
methods. Yesterday was the dragging. It was the shower stump that finally woke
him up."
Hilary shook her head.
Mrs. Llewellyn poked her head through the door, "Ya'll up?!"
"Yes!" Max called from the bedroom. A grumble was heard and then
finally Tyson shouted,
"Yes!"
"Good! Cause we have to be to the airport in half
an hour."
"What?!" Everyone jumped.
Another loud thump came from the bedroom and Tyson began to swear an assortment
of letters running together.
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At the Austrian International airport, Mobekai caught glimpses of some of the
other teams.
The White Tigers he saw first. He waved at Mariah, but Lee glared. He guessed
that their sudden and brief friendship was over. Trish was walking briskly
ahead of them, but she was dragging Kira by the arm to make her keep in step.
He had to skip a few paces just to stay in pace with Danika. Colby, however,
was slowing their pace, by stopping every few minutes to yawn.
"Colby!" Mobekai sighed exasperatingly as they stopped for the fifth time.
"I---I can't…help it," she yawned again very loudly, "It's four in the…morning."
"It's six actually," Danika checked the clock.
"Whatever."
"Get on my back!" Mobekai tossed her hands over his shoulders and picked her up. Colby did not object and instead closed her eyes and fell limp on his back. Danika rolled her eyes and grabbed Kira from Trish,
"Gosh girl!" Danika pulled back Kira's sleeves to reveal some slightly red bumps, "Trish! How hard have you been holding Kira?"
"Sorry." Trish apologized quickly.
"I just don't feel like walking that fast," Kira explained, as if it were her fault.
"She can't get on anyone else's back," Trish
explained, "You and I are holding bags. Let's
just get to the gate as fast as we can and then we can take a rest. It's not
far."
They passed the All-Stars then. Emily and Michael exchanged kindly glances.
Eddy and Steve stared, but did not make any gestures. Dr. Judy glanced at them
once with a kind smile, before turning away.
They arrived at their terminal. They were flying with Star Alliance Airlines. Happenstance, so were the Bladebreakers. A lady was standing impatiently next to them. They watched the Wild Cheetahs from the other side of the gate. Ray was frowning at him. Mobekai blinked once to make sure he was not reading him wrong, then turned back to his own team to avoid thinking about why Ray would be upset with him. He was probably just being paranoid.
He dropped Colby. She curled up in one of the chairs and
closed her eyes.
"Where are the tickets?" Danika asked Trish.
"I don't have them," she
responded matter-of-factly.
"You don't have the tickets?" she asked Mobekai.
"No, not that I can remember…"
"Don't worry-I have them," Kira unzipped her backpack and handed them
to Danika.
"Are we going to check any bags?" Mobekai asked.
"We'll have to," Danika hefted two big duffel bags, "We won't be
able to take these on the aircraft."
"I'll take them," Mobekai offered as the only boy, and gentleman, on
the team, "How much time we got left?"
"20 minutes before they begin boarding. You're perfectly
fine."
Ding a ling ling ling! Ding a ling! Ding
a ling!
Trish turned around and answered her phone,
"Hello?"
Mobekai watched her for a minute and then took the bags from Danika's hands,
"I think I'm going to need Trish's I.D to check these. I'm not 17
yet."
Danika tried to grab Trish's purse, but Trish swiped her hand.
"I.D!" Danika mouthed, shaping her hands
into Trish's License. Trish dug around in her purse,
"I've flippin already paid you! What do you mean, there's
something else in the envelope? It should just be papers--"
She finally pulled out a small rectangular card with her name and picture and
shoved it into Mobekai's hands.
Kira shook her head,
"Thanks for doing this Mobekai. We'll wait for you, kay?"
"Thanks. I won't take long."
He hefted one bag over his shoulder and set the other one behind his back. He
tried to walk as well as he could down the terminal, because the bags were
beginning to dig into his skin. He arrived at the line and placed the bags on
the large scale.
"Where is your destination today?"
"Munich, West Germany."
"I.D?"
"Here," Mobekai placed Trish's I.D. on the counter, "It's my friends. Her bag is right here."
"Mobekai, wait up!"
Mobekai turned around, a slow process, until he came face to face with Ray.
"Hey!" Mobekai smiled, "What's up?"
"I'll cut to the chase," Ray eyed the duffelbags, "Do you have a minute?"
"That'll be at Gate 23, leaving in twenty minutes. Have a safe trip!" the lady handed him the I.D. and the ticket packet and dragged his bags onto the slow moving conveyor belt behind the desks. Mobekai walked over to a secluded corner away from the checkout lines. Ray followed anxiously. Mobekai turned around and stuck Trish's I.D back in his pocket,
"What's wrong?"
"Last night you gave Mariah a purple blouse with a flower in the corner. Where'd you get it from?"
"I bought it."
"Where?" Ray repeated.
"A store."
"When did you buy it then?"
"What is this, twenty questions?" Mobekai shot back a little too defensively.
"I just want to know," Ray shrugged, as if the questions were harmless.
"I got it in France," Mobekai replied.
Ray frowned and shifted his position,
"I bought a purple blouse in a mall in Aix-En-Provence and I swear it looks like the one you gave Mariah. I lost the blouse the same day I lost my blade."
Mobekai raised his eyebrows. Was he accusing him?
"That's a shame. I'm really sorry about that."
"Where is it?" Ray asked, still quite calmly.
"Where is what?"
"You're not innocent, Mobekai. And you're not fooling me. That was the blouse I got. I know you must have my blade. You're the only person I know that would have reason to."
"Really?" Mobekai smirked, "Enlighten me, please."
"Tell me where it is, Mobekai," Ray said again, now with a slight edge to his voice.
"Are you going to hurt me, Ray?" Mobekai taunted a little confidently, "Oh, c'mon, you've never hit me before and you don't have any reason to now."
Ray instantly pinned Mobekai against the wall in the airport and said a little more shakily,
"Tell me where my blade is, Mobekai. I need Driger back."
Mobekai's eyes narrowed,
"Good job. You figured it out. Pat yourself on the back. I still won't tell you where it is."
"I need to know where my blade is…right now. Or I'll get your team disqualified. Stealing might even require a little jail time. In a foreign country? Are you willing to risk that, Mobekai?"
Mobekai slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out Trish's I.D.,
"I hate you."
"Good to know we're on the same level," Ray rolled his eyes, "And I prefer 'strongly dislike'…"
"You hate me just for stealing your blade? Oh, c'mon, Ray, you must've done worst."
"I'm honest," Ray defended, "You haven't given me much base to find reasons to like you. I think you hated me from the start."
"I still do."
"Why?"
"Everyone always likes you. Are you just that good at concealing your weaknesses?"
Ray did not respond and took the I.D. from his hands.
"I won't rat you out if you don't rat me out either," Mobekai said quietly.
Ray looked suspicious,
"How could you rat me out?"
"It's illegal to blackmail bladers."
Ray looked a little skeptical,
"I don't think it's blackmail."
"It is."
"Fine. I won't tell anyone you stole from me," he released Mobekai, "What's this for?"
"You'll need it. Every three days, Trish sends a "report" to Bo--our "sponsor" and I put it in there. It's at the post office. It's supposed to mail tomorrow. It's probably under Trish' name, which is why you'll need her I.D."
"Why would you send it to your sponsor?"
"I'd have to kill you if I told you."
"Fair enough," Ray's eyebrows shot up, "Literally?"
"Maybe."
"You'll hold the plane right?"
"No way," Mobekai smirked, thinking he had all the advantages.
Ray's face drew a blank and he stared at the wall. He looked almost as if time had stopped. Then slowly, almost with absolute resolution, he turned around and sprinted---for the airport entrance.
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"Ray better get his arse down here soon," Tyson looked at his watch, "What in heaven's name is taking him so long?"
"He'll be here," Hilary wringed her hands nervously.
"We might have to leave without him," Kai suggested.
"We can't leave without Ray!" Kenny protested, "Are you out of your mind?"
"I'll go look for him then. You guys stay here," Mrs. Llewellyn warned before heading off down the terminal.
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Trish hung up and then spurring angrily,
"Stupid Bastar-"
"Trish!" Kira gaped.
"Oh, right," Trish rolled her eyes, "You don't like swearing."
"What's wrong?" Danika asked.
"I have to get down to the post office. Idiots said there's something 3-d in the package I sent and it's gonna cost me extra."
"But the flight leaves in 10 minutes!" Kira worried.
Colby looked up from the chair,
"Can we trade in our tickets for a later flight?"
"We could try," Danika looked around at the desk, "I'll worry about that, though. Go ahead and go, Trish."
"Where's my I.D.?"
"Mobekai has it. Oh! There he is!" Kira nodded behind her back. Trish spun around and saw Mobekai walking almost hypnotically toward them.
"I.D?" Trish asked impertinently.
Mobekai ignored her and continued to walk….walk even past his own team.
"Mobekai!" Trish raised her voice, "What did you do with my I.D?"
"I don't have it," said Mobekai.
Trish gaped.
"I gave it to Ray," he finished.
"Ray?!" Trish asked in disbelief, "As in, Ray from the Bladebreakers? Why the heck did you do that?"
Danika's fists clenched,
"Just another problem! Why the heck is your mind still lingering in the gutter?! Wake….UP!" Danika hit Mobekai hard in the head.
"Stop it!" Mobekai pushed her back, "I knew full well what I was doing. Don't worry about your package, Trish. He's going to get that extra item."
"I don't want him looking in that folder!" Trish's eyes got wide, "What's in there for Ray? And how did---Wait a minute. I never told you there was something extra in that package. Freaking Jupiter."
"I said don't worry about it. We won't miss our flight. The Bladebreakers are going to do our dirty work for us," said Mobekai.
"As cool as that sounds, I still want to know what you put in my envelope?"
"I swore I wouldn't tell. Let's just say, Ray can't leave this city without it."
"You got a hold of Driger?" Danika asked, a little curiously.
Mobekai smirked,
"I never told you."
Danika stared at him in disbelief,
"YOU IDIOT! We almost got it to Tai-Ken and you SCREWED us over by telling RAY where it was?!!" She smacked him over the head again, "IDIOT!"
Mobekai rubbed his head,
"I didn't have a choice."
"What, he blackmailed you?"
Mobekai rubbed his hands together and looked at the ground,
"Well, I never told you that either."
"Screw what he said. We can turn him in for that," Colby stood up, now completely intrigued.
"He'll turn me in."
"For stealing? He'll be disqualified by then. It won't MATTER," Danika hit him lightly in the head as if he had no brains and she was trying to knock into his mind.
Mobekai frowned, as if this realization had never occurred.
"Gosh…" He dropped his head into his hands.
"Yes!" Colby raised her hands in mock disbelief, "NOW he gets it. So, here we are, without any proper I.D. and we just lost the one chance to send Tai-Ken what he wanted. Why didn't you tell us?"
"I didn't want anyone else to know," Mobekai said quietly.
"Son of a lousy—" Danika stared at him, "You were going to take all the credit. Trish wouldn't have sent it. She doesn't give a crap about Tai-Ken…"
"Too damn right," Trish added.
"So, then, you would have called and told your courageous story of how you'd stolen it…all by yourself. Leaving us in the dark. You make me sick," Danika scowled.
"I thought of it, I performed it---"
"And then you completely screwed up all your meticulous planning!" Colby again raised her hands and began walking back and forth, "Now, Ray's going to get his blade back, he's going to figure out who Trish is interacting with, put two and two together, try and have us disqualified…."
She turned around to face them, her face contorted with rage,
"And if THAT doesn't happen, then we're still faced with the problem of keeping Ray quiet about the envelope and managing to STILL try and steal his blade AGAIN…when he knows we---sorry, ONE of us, has already managed too. It's going to be a lot harder from now on, you realize that, don't you? He's going to keep his blade under a closer watch."
"Then it'll be all the greater when we finally hand it to Tai-Ken. And you can't blame me. At least I took steps to get the job done. We're not only out here to win this tournament. We have a job to do," Mobekai defended.
"Mobekai's right," Trish had been watching the Bladebreakers and suddenly turned around, "I should be mad that he used me, lied to me, completely messed up my job, and very well might have invoked the wrath of Voltaire and Boris on me. However, I'm not. I'm actually completely in awe that he managed to pull it all off. I think it's amazing."
Mobekai had been standing, firmly, looking almost resolutely as his teammates took the time to say how disgusted they were with his act, but he was a little surprised to hear this coming from Trish. He'd been almost certain she'd have had the worst to say about him. He smiled.
"But I still think you're a lousy scum on the other hand for screwing over your teammates. That doesn't deserve much merit…or trust," Trish also scowled.
And there was the worst. Surprisingly, he wasn't upset one bit that they were all mad at him.
"Get on the plane," Trish commanded, "I'm going to go get my license. I'll meet up with you in Germany."
"Where're you going to find alternate transportation?" Kira asked.
"I don't know and I guess I kind of don't care," Trish shrugged, "Make sure you get my luggage though."
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Final Note: And still a little more with the plot….Okay, I'm running out of romantic ideas. Will anyone give me some suggestions? Maybe I should have like a multiple choice situation. Okay, I have a site now at MSN groups. It's under RayMariahFan. There's not much there cause I haven't had a chance to sit down and work on it, but I will find some time in January. So sorry!
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I had a great birthday! Like, a month and a half ago! ;) 14 reviews! Thanks so much to the following people:
HimitsuKokoro: (sigh) I'm not sure anymore how long it's going to be. I
just know what I want to have happen. I'm so used to
having these gigantic long chapters that it's really hard for me to have
shorter chapters. At the same time, it might be more of a benefit to shorten
them. I could get them posted quicker and I might even get through the plots
easier. So I'm working on that.
Suzuran: I know your birthday was on the 19th, but I couldn't
send an e-mail or contact you in anyway so…HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY GRL! How old did
you turn? I hope you had a great time…eating cake, opening presents and trying
to avoid the sometimes off-pitch birthday song. You're
so right: everyone still seems to like Mobekai/Mariah, so I'm not sure how
many'll stay to read after I break them up. At least I know I can write good
original romance. And Mobekai *does* start to get a
little bad for a while (ducks flying pie crusts)…but then he gets good again.
Well, I guess that depends on how you would define "bad". I might
keep him nice since everyone seems to think he's such
a QT-pie. I don't really want to make him
"bad", per say.
Ice Archer Girl: Michael! I like him too. He's
like a big brother. At least, in my mind, that's kind
of how I see him. A very obnoxious older brother. Kane
is my favorite too! If only he belonged to another, *cuter* team…like, all
boys. A little Trish/Kai is coming up in the next two chapters. Do you think they've had enough interactions to be considered light
friends? Or do you think they should have a good
bonding moment before I start with the romance?
Neko-neko(): *_~I totally
understand the whole bugging friend thing. I enjoy reading all the little
comments anyway!
HikArI-T3nShi: Yeah, unfortunately, poor Mobekai's mood reflected my
feelings at the time I wrote it. Sorry Mobekai! The
fighting will eventually get more angsty between Ray/Mobekai. Because Ray
starts to develop feelings for Mariah…^-^ Or at least
discover what he's felt for her the entire time.
Bimbo-blonde: Besides the main R/M, Tala/Annelise, Lee/Colby, and
Tyson/Hilary (whew!) will be my favorite pairings to write about so it's nice that you also like two of those pairings. Well, three with R/M! I'm so mad
that Annelise and Colby aren't actual characters on the show…now THAT would be
cool!
RayeBBG: Thank you! I hope you're still waiting to read! ^^ lol! I'm such slow poke…
Galux Kitty the Rabid Moogle: ;) Cool addition
to the name. Oh, are you on Neopets? I am too! On NP, it is Cheat ( I've beaten all 9 levels!), but it's actually a real card
game called BS (a.k.a Bullshit). I'm a chocolate
freak so I'd love the chocolate cake…especially from guy friends. I have so
few. My friends think I'm the biggest girly girl
they've ever met. Welp, have a good day!
SongCatcher: Kudos! Thank you! *_*
Jadis Fazer: You'll learn more about Tai-Ken
soon. It's meant to kinda throw you off. (Ray: YES! Kill Mobekai! Kill him! Die scum!) RAY! (Ray: Run
Away! Run Away!) *sigh* You've seen too much of
Monty-Python. (Ray: It IS addictive…"ne"!) Oh
Bother.
Lisa Oceans
Potter: Ray/Mariah Fans United! Well, I can't guarantee anything at this
point cause I have no idea. I know how frustrating it
can get though! Sorry! );
Nicole: Oh my gosh! You're
right! They do kind of have the same hair pattern
going there. And V-Force is still CRAP! YES! And Salima WILL rot in hell-I'll bring a big enough
handbasket to drop her off in. HAHAHA! (Ray: *big
sweat drop* okay…you're scaring me now)
signoftheeagle: Huh. I really like your name/signing name. It'd been so long since I'd posted, when I got your review,
I was like "Whoa! That's cool!" So here's
the next edition of the story as I shall continue!
