Hey everyone, it's been a while, hasn't it? Sorry about the long lag
between this chapter and the last one, I've been busy with school all this
week, and this is the first opportunity I've had to write. After doing four
chapters so far of my first fic, I've noticed something, I really have to
be in the mood to write, and I can't force myself to write. I guess that's
why my skill comes and goes. I may be able to get another chapter out this
weekend, but don't expect it before Sunday, I'm going to a hockey game
Friday, and I'm spending all Saturday with my girlfriend. So in short, I
like you guys a huge amount, but not as much as hockey or my girlfriend.
Sorry, but that's just how it is. Well, enough about my personal life,
which I'm sure you guys don't give a rat's ass about, and on with the fic;
I don't really have a plan for this chapter, but I'm in the writing mood,
so it might be good, or it might not. I'm sorry if it is. Well, once again,
on with the fic!
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
"Come on Beastboy! Are you going to play some football with us, or are you going to just stare blankly at Raven all day?" Cyborg asked loudly, trying to tear Beastboy's attention away from the purple-haired vision before him.
"Ok, Ok, I'm coming! Jesus, you think you guys could wait a couple seconds?" Beastboy responded quickly, somewhat disappointed to pull his gaze away from the object of his still-unknown affection.
Taking one final glance at the confusing girl in front of him, Beastboy ran over to where Robin and Cyborg stood, getting in the mindset to play some good old-fashioned football, titan style. Once Beastboy had joined the other two, they began to walk around, trying to find a spot open enough to throw the football effectively. They walked in relative silence, speaking mostly to only point out the occasional attractive, scantily-clad female specimen, of which there happened to be many this hot summer's day. After traveling a fairly long distance down the beach, they finally reached a spot that was satisfactory. The area was sparsely populated, so there was a greatly reduced risk of causing any outside casualties during the game.
Starting the game, Cyborg, who had been carrying the ball the entire time, started the game by quickly settling into a throwing stance.
"Go long! This one's going to the next county!" he shouted, Beastboy and Robin sprinting away at the command.
Once the others had ran a good enough distance away, Cyborg's computerized mind did the necessary calculations to determine the proper initial velocity and angle of incline to achieve the greatest range for the ball. His arm then interpreted the data, and he lunged forward, hurtling the ball many yards away.
"Ha, this will be easy!' Beastboy thought, shifting forms into a kangaroo, planning to jump over Robin's head and catch the ball.
As the football reached them, Robin and Beastboy both enacted their plans for recovering the projectile first. Once the ball was just overhead, Beastboy, in kangaroo form, crouched, and prepared to jump. As Beastboy jumped, Robin placed a foot on his back, and used him as a springboard, catapulting himself up with the force of not only his lunge, but also Beastboy's jump. This trick propelled Robin to just the right height, allowing him to easily catch the ball and tuck into a rolling landing, upon returning to the ground.
Changing back to his normal form, Beastboy stood up from his place face down in the sand and yelled at Robin.
"Hey! That wasn't fair! You can't just jump off of my back!"
"Changing wasn't fair either. And anyway, all's fair in love and football!" Robin proclaimed loudly.
Once he had made his statement, Robin realized what he said, and his thoughts inevitably turned to Starfire. 'I can't love her, can I? I've know her all of these years, and sure, we flirted a little, but that was just in good fun, neither of us were serious about it. She's just a friend! Yeah, that's it, just a friend.' But as soon as he thought of this, he remembered the encounter he had with his alien "friend" the night before. 'A friend with the most beautiful eyes I've ever had the undeserved privilege to gaze into.' He added.
"Yo! Earth to Robin! You in there dude?" Beastboy began, snapping his finger in front of the boy wonder's face in a vain attempt to gain his attention. "Ok then, in that case..." Beastboy lunged for the football in Robin's hands, hoping that he wouldn't notice the underhanded effort to steal the ball from him.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Robin said, breaking from his reverie at just the right time to move the ball out of Beastboy's grasp, causing the green lad to fall face-first into the sand for the second time in the past minute.
Lifting his face off the ground, Beastboy tried to spit out all of the sand that found its way into his mouth as he informed Robin of his previous state.
"You were just standing there like a zombie, so I tried to get the ball, but it kinda didn't work."
"Of course it didn't work, I'm the greatest, and by definition, you can't beat the greatest," Robin said matter-of-factly.
"Just throw the damn ball," Beastboy interrupted, standing up and preparing to sprint away for the ball.
"Alright, alright, keep your pants on, I'm getting to it," Robin stated as Cyborg came running up.
"Hey guys, what the hold up?" Cyborg inquired.
"Oh nothing, Robin's just over here wasting our time," Beastboy sighed, wanting nothing more than to get on with the game.
"If you guys want the ball, then freaking run, I can't throw it if you guys aren't ready to catch it!" Robin returned, settling into a throwing stance. "Now, go long!"
And with that, they returned to the ritual of playing football, throwing the ball back and forth. They continued to play for around an hour and a half, with surprisingly few injuries. There were only two incidents in which innocent bystanders were tripped over and stepped on, but there was a great deal of apologizing after both, in an attempt to keep up relations with the public. Beastboy's face, on the other hand, was a more common casualty, it being firmly planted into the sand over a dozen times after the first two.
The only truly unusual part of the game was the large group of females that seemed to congregate around the three teens, who just wanted to play their game of football. The girls yelled many things, attempting to get their attention, but most were catcalls directed at Robin, much to his chagrin, commenting on things ranging from the size of his muscles, to the spikiness of his hair, to the shape of his buttocks. They left the area, growing tired of the constant distraction caused by the girls' continual assessment of Robin's form.
As they left, they were forced to break into a full sprint to escape the pursuing girls, who had chased them after they ended their game. The girls were finally lost amid the crowds further down the beach, but they each vowed, like the shotgun-illiterate guy before, that they would find Robin eventually. Rejoining together once the girls were shaken from their tail, the guys made their way back to where the girls and the rest of their things lay on the beach, chatting lightly about various things, such as girls, their work, and video games.
"I wonder if the girls had as interesting a time as we did," Robin wondered aloud, unaware of how close an assessment it was.
"Aren't you going to go with them?" Raven asked, watching the guys walk away and try to find a place to play football.
"No, I don't believe I shall. It is far too warm today for physical activity. I would prefer to stay here and sunbathe with you, if that is agreeable," Starfire responded with a small smile as she lowered herself down onto a towel she had already laid out.
"It's fine with me," Raven added nonchalantly, closing her eyes and enjoying the warming effect of the sun's rays.
Here the two stayed, sunbathing themselves in relative silence for about an hour. They stayed mostly still, except to turn over to avoid the inevitable sunburns caused by exposing one's skin to the sun's temperate, though damaging rays for an extended period of time. Both used the time to quietly reflect on their current place in life, having nothing else to think about while absorbing the ultra violet waves sent to them by the friendly star of day.
Raven did not, however, think about such things voluntarily. She made every attempt she could to meditate; she tried to empty her mind, she focused as best she could on her power, she did everything she could think of, but one thing lingered in her mind, preventing her from concentrating.
'Beastboy'
Yes ladies and gentlemen, every time she tried to focus her mind on something, anything else, she was met only by defeat and the image of his brightly smiling green face. 'What is wrong with me? I've never had any trouble meditating before, so why can't I concentrate now?' she thought, still being haunted by the image of the young lad she loved so dearly to tease. 'Why can I not stop thinking about that idiot? It's not like I'm in love with him or anything. I can't love anyone, if I do my powers will probably go out of control, and I can't risk that.' She reasoned, trying as hard as she could to rid her mind of him, but yielding little success. 'If that little green moron makes me fall for him, I swear to god, I'm going to pop his head like a grape.' She though bitterly, though unbeknownst to even herself was hoping in the back of her mind that she wouldn't have to resort to such measures.
Beside her, there was another mental battle raging, though about a completely different person. As I'm sure the more perceptive readers, and well, even the no-so-perceptive ones guessed, we have now shifted our omnipresent attention to the young, Tameranian member of the titans, Starfire.
'Hmmm, laying here in the warmth of the sun is highly enjoyable, much like when Robin and I were doing the dishes last night.'
'Wait, no! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! I did not enjoy being pinned under his weight; it was uncomfortable and embarrassing, that is not enjoyable at all.'
'Yes, it was my proximity to him, and his stunning handsomeness that made it so nice.'
'No, no, no! He is just a friend, I cannot think such things about him; it could ruin our relationship, and that would be horrible!' she argued with herself.
'And why do you think that would be so bad?' the other half of her mind questioned. 'It's because you've fallen in love with him.'
'No, you are wrong, I cannot be in love with Robin; we are just friends, like I already said, nothing more.' She countered.
'Oh ok, in that case, you wouldn't mind if he fell back in love with his old girlfriend Melinda then?'
'Yes I would mind that greatly! Melinda was worse than that despicable Kitten girl! She was controlling, she despised all of us, and she tried her best to keep him away from us as much as possible!'
'Actually, she asked him to pay for their dates because her parents didn't have a whole lot of money, she said that Beastboy looked funny, and they went on a grand total of three dates before they broke up because Robin didn't have enough time to fight Slade and go out with her.'
'What are you attempting to say?'
'I'm just saying that you are awfully protective of him to only like him as a friend.'
'I only want what's best for him, and... Wait, why am I arguing with you, you are in my mind?'
'Beats the hell out of me, you're the one quarrelling with herself.'
And with that, the voice disappeared as quickly as it came into existence. 'I wonder what that was about.' Starfire thought, 'I do hope I am not "losing it."'
Once she finished her mental argument, Starfire sat up and looked over to where Raven lay, noticing that her brow was furrowed either in concentration or anger, it was usually kind of hard to tell with Raven.
"Raven, are you awake?" Starfire asked, prompting Raven's attention.
"Yeah, I was just thinking about something..." Raven trailed off, still seeming to be in deep thought about something that appeared to be troubling her greatly.
Raven sat up and looked at her watch that was sitting among her other things, under the umbrella.
"Well, it looks like the boys aren't back yet, is there something you want to do while we wait for them?" Raven said, putting her watch back.
"Well..." Starfire began, but was interrupted by a young man that approached with his friends.
"Whoa! I must be dead because you have to be an angel," the young man said, clearly putting too much stock in either his pick up line or his clearly deficient appearance.
"Can we help you?" Raven asked threateningly, her eyes narrowing into slits, two gestures that went completely unnoticed by the group of young and obviously testosterone driven males.
"Actually you can. It would be a great help if you would let us sit here with you," one of the other guys said, dramatically pushing the titan's thing aside with his foot, and sitting down without waiting for a response.
"Yeah, you don't mind, do you?" the first young man added, also plopping down beside Starfire without waiting for permission, his arm snaking around her shoulders.
"What the hell do you retards think you're doing?" Robin asked, walking up just in time to witness the young men's cliché and obviously unsuccessful attempts at picking up Starfire and Raven.
"We're entertaining these two sexy, young ladies, dude. So get lost before I have to make you lose yourself," the second young man threatened, oblivious to how little since his warning made.
"Yeah, whatever. Now, if you two don't hurry up and go away, you're going to find yourselves on the ass end of an ass kicking."
"You want to try us big man? Ok, let's go then!" Both young men jumped up from their places on the ground and lunged at Robin. Being the superior fighter, and stronger on top of that, Robin easily dodged both attacks, and quickly responded with two punches to the back of each punk's head, rendering the two morons unconscious.
"Wow, that was easier than it probably should have been," Robin said, surprised at the ease of his most recent victory.
"It doesn't matter, they deserved it. If you didn't do it I would have, and I can guarantee they wouldn't be walking anytime soon if I had my way," Raven said with a menacing glint in her eye, frightening everyone present.
"Yeah, ok. Well, we were coming back to see if you guys wanted to go get some lunch at the conveniently placed nearby town," Cyborg suggested.
"That sounds wonderful! Let us hurry!" Starfire excitedly exclaimed, jumping up and almost involuntarily grabbing Robin's arm, dragging him with her in the opposite direction of the town.
"Uh, Starfire?" Robin began, "The town's actually that way," he said, indicating the reverse direction.
"Oh! Sorry, we shall go that direction in that case," she said, turning around, smiling the entire time.
Once Robin and Starfire rejoined the group, they all set off on a quest to find food within the confines of the nearby town, conveniently placed by the narrator; wherein, more insanity was sure to take place.
To Be Continued...
Well, we finally come to the end of a much delayed chapter. Sorry this one was so late; school sucks a big freaking penis. Sorry to have to put it like that, but I would have to use much more profane terms to truly express how much I loathe high school with every ounce of my soul, and the white- hot burning intensity of a thousand fiery suns. Seriously, school bites. Anyway, what did you guys think of this chapter? I thought it was pretty good for throwing it together in four hours with a bad headache. After writing this, I can safely say that I have a great deal of respect for those authors that have fics over 100,000 words in, like, thirteen chapters. Well, to close my little rant section here, I must say, the reviews have kinda slacked off. What I mean is the number of reviews that I receive for this story has slowed down some. I admit that it is probably due in large part to my slowness in pumping out chapters, but it's closing in on 100 reviews, and that would be awesome if I broke the 100 mark. I wouldn't be able to offer much along the lines of a prize, but I would be incredibly grateful, and what's better than the love and admiration of such a great person as me? Well anyhoo, that's about all I have to say, so until next time, please review and goodbye!
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
"Come on Beastboy! Are you going to play some football with us, or are you going to just stare blankly at Raven all day?" Cyborg asked loudly, trying to tear Beastboy's attention away from the purple-haired vision before him.
"Ok, Ok, I'm coming! Jesus, you think you guys could wait a couple seconds?" Beastboy responded quickly, somewhat disappointed to pull his gaze away from the object of his still-unknown affection.
Taking one final glance at the confusing girl in front of him, Beastboy ran over to where Robin and Cyborg stood, getting in the mindset to play some good old-fashioned football, titan style. Once Beastboy had joined the other two, they began to walk around, trying to find a spot open enough to throw the football effectively. They walked in relative silence, speaking mostly to only point out the occasional attractive, scantily-clad female specimen, of which there happened to be many this hot summer's day. After traveling a fairly long distance down the beach, they finally reached a spot that was satisfactory. The area was sparsely populated, so there was a greatly reduced risk of causing any outside casualties during the game.
Starting the game, Cyborg, who had been carrying the ball the entire time, started the game by quickly settling into a throwing stance.
"Go long! This one's going to the next county!" he shouted, Beastboy and Robin sprinting away at the command.
Once the others had ran a good enough distance away, Cyborg's computerized mind did the necessary calculations to determine the proper initial velocity and angle of incline to achieve the greatest range for the ball. His arm then interpreted the data, and he lunged forward, hurtling the ball many yards away.
"Ha, this will be easy!' Beastboy thought, shifting forms into a kangaroo, planning to jump over Robin's head and catch the ball.
As the football reached them, Robin and Beastboy both enacted their plans for recovering the projectile first. Once the ball was just overhead, Beastboy, in kangaroo form, crouched, and prepared to jump. As Beastboy jumped, Robin placed a foot on his back, and used him as a springboard, catapulting himself up with the force of not only his lunge, but also Beastboy's jump. This trick propelled Robin to just the right height, allowing him to easily catch the ball and tuck into a rolling landing, upon returning to the ground.
Changing back to his normal form, Beastboy stood up from his place face down in the sand and yelled at Robin.
"Hey! That wasn't fair! You can't just jump off of my back!"
"Changing wasn't fair either. And anyway, all's fair in love and football!" Robin proclaimed loudly.
Once he had made his statement, Robin realized what he said, and his thoughts inevitably turned to Starfire. 'I can't love her, can I? I've know her all of these years, and sure, we flirted a little, but that was just in good fun, neither of us were serious about it. She's just a friend! Yeah, that's it, just a friend.' But as soon as he thought of this, he remembered the encounter he had with his alien "friend" the night before. 'A friend with the most beautiful eyes I've ever had the undeserved privilege to gaze into.' He added.
"Yo! Earth to Robin! You in there dude?" Beastboy began, snapping his finger in front of the boy wonder's face in a vain attempt to gain his attention. "Ok then, in that case..." Beastboy lunged for the football in Robin's hands, hoping that he wouldn't notice the underhanded effort to steal the ball from him.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Robin said, breaking from his reverie at just the right time to move the ball out of Beastboy's grasp, causing the green lad to fall face-first into the sand for the second time in the past minute.
Lifting his face off the ground, Beastboy tried to spit out all of the sand that found its way into his mouth as he informed Robin of his previous state.
"You were just standing there like a zombie, so I tried to get the ball, but it kinda didn't work."
"Of course it didn't work, I'm the greatest, and by definition, you can't beat the greatest," Robin said matter-of-factly.
"Just throw the damn ball," Beastboy interrupted, standing up and preparing to sprint away for the ball.
"Alright, alright, keep your pants on, I'm getting to it," Robin stated as Cyborg came running up.
"Hey guys, what the hold up?" Cyborg inquired.
"Oh nothing, Robin's just over here wasting our time," Beastboy sighed, wanting nothing more than to get on with the game.
"If you guys want the ball, then freaking run, I can't throw it if you guys aren't ready to catch it!" Robin returned, settling into a throwing stance. "Now, go long!"
And with that, they returned to the ritual of playing football, throwing the ball back and forth. They continued to play for around an hour and a half, with surprisingly few injuries. There were only two incidents in which innocent bystanders were tripped over and stepped on, but there was a great deal of apologizing after both, in an attempt to keep up relations with the public. Beastboy's face, on the other hand, was a more common casualty, it being firmly planted into the sand over a dozen times after the first two.
The only truly unusual part of the game was the large group of females that seemed to congregate around the three teens, who just wanted to play their game of football. The girls yelled many things, attempting to get their attention, but most were catcalls directed at Robin, much to his chagrin, commenting on things ranging from the size of his muscles, to the spikiness of his hair, to the shape of his buttocks. They left the area, growing tired of the constant distraction caused by the girls' continual assessment of Robin's form.
As they left, they were forced to break into a full sprint to escape the pursuing girls, who had chased them after they ended their game. The girls were finally lost amid the crowds further down the beach, but they each vowed, like the shotgun-illiterate guy before, that they would find Robin eventually. Rejoining together once the girls were shaken from their tail, the guys made their way back to where the girls and the rest of their things lay on the beach, chatting lightly about various things, such as girls, their work, and video games.
"I wonder if the girls had as interesting a time as we did," Robin wondered aloud, unaware of how close an assessment it was.
"Aren't you going to go with them?" Raven asked, watching the guys walk away and try to find a place to play football.
"No, I don't believe I shall. It is far too warm today for physical activity. I would prefer to stay here and sunbathe with you, if that is agreeable," Starfire responded with a small smile as she lowered herself down onto a towel she had already laid out.
"It's fine with me," Raven added nonchalantly, closing her eyes and enjoying the warming effect of the sun's rays.
Here the two stayed, sunbathing themselves in relative silence for about an hour. They stayed mostly still, except to turn over to avoid the inevitable sunburns caused by exposing one's skin to the sun's temperate, though damaging rays for an extended period of time. Both used the time to quietly reflect on their current place in life, having nothing else to think about while absorbing the ultra violet waves sent to them by the friendly star of day.
Raven did not, however, think about such things voluntarily. She made every attempt she could to meditate; she tried to empty her mind, she focused as best she could on her power, she did everything she could think of, but one thing lingered in her mind, preventing her from concentrating.
'Beastboy'
Yes ladies and gentlemen, every time she tried to focus her mind on something, anything else, she was met only by defeat and the image of his brightly smiling green face. 'What is wrong with me? I've never had any trouble meditating before, so why can't I concentrate now?' she thought, still being haunted by the image of the young lad she loved so dearly to tease. 'Why can I not stop thinking about that idiot? It's not like I'm in love with him or anything. I can't love anyone, if I do my powers will probably go out of control, and I can't risk that.' She reasoned, trying as hard as she could to rid her mind of him, but yielding little success. 'If that little green moron makes me fall for him, I swear to god, I'm going to pop his head like a grape.' She though bitterly, though unbeknownst to even herself was hoping in the back of her mind that she wouldn't have to resort to such measures.
Beside her, there was another mental battle raging, though about a completely different person. As I'm sure the more perceptive readers, and well, even the no-so-perceptive ones guessed, we have now shifted our omnipresent attention to the young, Tameranian member of the titans, Starfire.
'Hmmm, laying here in the warmth of the sun is highly enjoyable, much like when Robin and I were doing the dishes last night.'
'Wait, no! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! I did not enjoy being pinned under his weight; it was uncomfortable and embarrassing, that is not enjoyable at all.'
'Yes, it was my proximity to him, and his stunning handsomeness that made it so nice.'
'No, no, no! He is just a friend, I cannot think such things about him; it could ruin our relationship, and that would be horrible!' she argued with herself.
'And why do you think that would be so bad?' the other half of her mind questioned. 'It's because you've fallen in love with him.'
'No, you are wrong, I cannot be in love with Robin; we are just friends, like I already said, nothing more.' She countered.
'Oh ok, in that case, you wouldn't mind if he fell back in love with his old girlfriend Melinda then?'
'Yes I would mind that greatly! Melinda was worse than that despicable Kitten girl! She was controlling, she despised all of us, and she tried her best to keep him away from us as much as possible!'
'Actually, she asked him to pay for their dates because her parents didn't have a whole lot of money, she said that Beastboy looked funny, and they went on a grand total of three dates before they broke up because Robin didn't have enough time to fight Slade and go out with her.'
'What are you attempting to say?'
'I'm just saying that you are awfully protective of him to only like him as a friend.'
'I only want what's best for him, and... Wait, why am I arguing with you, you are in my mind?'
'Beats the hell out of me, you're the one quarrelling with herself.'
And with that, the voice disappeared as quickly as it came into existence. 'I wonder what that was about.' Starfire thought, 'I do hope I am not "losing it."'
Once she finished her mental argument, Starfire sat up and looked over to where Raven lay, noticing that her brow was furrowed either in concentration or anger, it was usually kind of hard to tell with Raven.
"Raven, are you awake?" Starfire asked, prompting Raven's attention.
"Yeah, I was just thinking about something..." Raven trailed off, still seeming to be in deep thought about something that appeared to be troubling her greatly.
Raven sat up and looked at her watch that was sitting among her other things, under the umbrella.
"Well, it looks like the boys aren't back yet, is there something you want to do while we wait for them?" Raven said, putting her watch back.
"Well..." Starfire began, but was interrupted by a young man that approached with his friends.
"Whoa! I must be dead because you have to be an angel," the young man said, clearly putting too much stock in either his pick up line or his clearly deficient appearance.
"Can we help you?" Raven asked threateningly, her eyes narrowing into slits, two gestures that went completely unnoticed by the group of young and obviously testosterone driven males.
"Actually you can. It would be a great help if you would let us sit here with you," one of the other guys said, dramatically pushing the titan's thing aside with his foot, and sitting down without waiting for a response.
"Yeah, you don't mind, do you?" the first young man added, also plopping down beside Starfire without waiting for permission, his arm snaking around her shoulders.
"What the hell do you retards think you're doing?" Robin asked, walking up just in time to witness the young men's cliché and obviously unsuccessful attempts at picking up Starfire and Raven.
"We're entertaining these two sexy, young ladies, dude. So get lost before I have to make you lose yourself," the second young man threatened, oblivious to how little since his warning made.
"Yeah, whatever. Now, if you two don't hurry up and go away, you're going to find yourselves on the ass end of an ass kicking."
"You want to try us big man? Ok, let's go then!" Both young men jumped up from their places on the ground and lunged at Robin. Being the superior fighter, and stronger on top of that, Robin easily dodged both attacks, and quickly responded with two punches to the back of each punk's head, rendering the two morons unconscious.
"Wow, that was easier than it probably should have been," Robin said, surprised at the ease of his most recent victory.
"It doesn't matter, they deserved it. If you didn't do it I would have, and I can guarantee they wouldn't be walking anytime soon if I had my way," Raven said with a menacing glint in her eye, frightening everyone present.
"Yeah, ok. Well, we were coming back to see if you guys wanted to go get some lunch at the conveniently placed nearby town," Cyborg suggested.
"That sounds wonderful! Let us hurry!" Starfire excitedly exclaimed, jumping up and almost involuntarily grabbing Robin's arm, dragging him with her in the opposite direction of the town.
"Uh, Starfire?" Robin began, "The town's actually that way," he said, indicating the reverse direction.
"Oh! Sorry, we shall go that direction in that case," she said, turning around, smiling the entire time.
Once Robin and Starfire rejoined the group, they all set off on a quest to find food within the confines of the nearby town, conveniently placed by the narrator; wherein, more insanity was sure to take place.
To Be Continued...
Well, we finally come to the end of a much delayed chapter. Sorry this one was so late; school sucks a big freaking penis. Sorry to have to put it like that, but I would have to use much more profane terms to truly express how much I loathe high school with every ounce of my soul, and the white- hot burning intensity of a thousand fiery suns. Seriously, school bites. Anyway, what did you guys think of this chapter? I thought it was pretty good for throwing it together in four hours with a bad headache. After writing this, I can safely say that I have a great deal of respect for those authors that have fics over 100,000 words in, like, thirteen chapters. Well, to close my little rant section here, I must say, the reviews have kinda slacked off. What I mean is the number of reviews that I receive for this story has slowed down some. I admit that it is probably due in large part to my slowness in pumping out chapters, but it's closing in on 100 reviews, and that would be awesome if I broke the 100 mark. I wouldn't be able to offer much along the lines of a prize, but I would be incredibly grateful, and what's better than the love and admiration of such a great person as me? Well anyhoo, that's about all I have to say, so until next time, please review and goodbye!