Chapter 6: At The Hospital!
Aerith woke up in a good mood the next day only because she had forgotten most of the events that had taken place last night, but she replayed the events in her head that she did remember as she got dressed. It was raining outside, but the sun could be seen, peeping out of the gray dark clouds of puff. She slipped on a pink flower shirt, and a long jean skirt with buttons. After she was done, she made her way slowly down the stairs, stopping at the 2nd step to the last as she met Vincent's piercing gaze, while he quietly examined her.
"Hi," Vincent said, "How are you felling?"
"Good, ... and you?" She asked barely audible to Vincent's ears, with a crackling sound that she had acquired during her sleep.
"..."
"Vincent? What time is it?"
"...12:00."
"Oh! I really slept in!"
"...How's your wrist?"
"It sort of hurts... a little."
"Come here. Let me take a look at it." Aerith walked shyly up to his tall figure, and put her wrist in the air for him to take. He gently pulled the bandage down, only to reveal a gruesome cut. Ah, that looks bad, Vincent thought to himself as he flashed his hand over her wound. "Cure." Aerith jumped as a huge wave of healing water swirled around them, instantly she could feel her cut healing somewhat, though the materia wasn't strong enough to heal the cut all the way to a perfect state.
"That was amazing! How did you do that? Can you teach me?" Aerith asked, acting like a child in Vincent's eyes.
"Later," Vincent's smirked, turning away from her dramatic pleading gaze.
"Okay."
Vincent walked into the living room and sat down. He picked up a large book and opened it as he sat quietly, leaving her to herself. "Aerith," Vincent called out, trying to catch her before she left the room. "There is food and water on the table, if you are hungry. Be ready to leave in a half an hour."
"Okay, thanks. Leave? Why?" Aerith inquired.
"Cloud's going to bring us both with him when he goes to pick Tifa up from the hospital."
"Oh! I had almost completely forgot about last night. I guess I was just to over whelmed and tired to remember." Aerith's heart skipped a beat as she asked the next question, "How is Tifa?"
Vincent could hear a great deal of concern and care in her voice, so he chose his words carefully. "She's going to be fine."
"Oh, good!" She sighed, feeling relieved.
After a few minutes of silence, Vincent broke in and commanded, "Go, eat."
"K." Aerith turned around and headed down the hall, and into the kitchen. She grabbed a book off the shelf and slapped it onto the table, so she could read while she ate. She had never had pizza before, so she was excited to eat her lunch. A few minutes later, she found herself eating her 2nd piece because it was so satisfying to her.
After she finished her food, Aerith opened the book to the title page, "Scientific Lab Facts, for the Scientist," Aerith said aloud to herself. She turned to the next page that had two picture's on it though one was taped on and not an original page in the book. The printed one was a picture of Professor Gast, and the taped one was a picture of Lucrecia. Aerith slid her index finger down the picture of Lucrecia, and for one split second, Aerith felt she had seen and had known this woman very well, more then she'd even have an idea that she knew. Aerith blinked rapidly, trying to snap herself out of the deep trance she had let herself into. She turned the page, SUDDENLY, with all her might, she hysterically in panic, slapped the book onto the floor. Still, the book kept the page open to force Aerith to look at the very person she feared most, Professor Hojo. Hojo's eyes suddenly flashed in the picture and shot a piercing glance deep through the depth of Aerith's fragile soul. Her lungs lapsed, and her heart pounded wildly as she fell to the floor gasping for air. She clawed wildly at the carpet while she gagged on her throat, and chocked on blood.
Vincent rushed into the kitchen at the noise of her frantic choking sounds for life and breath. "Aerith." Vincent cried in alarm. He knelt down beside her and placed one hand on her shoulder.
Aerith forced out three words, " I (cough) can't (cough) breath (cough)," Vincent rolled her on her back, then bent down and blew air into her lungs. He then sat her up and began patting her on the back, trying to clear her airway. Still Aerith coughed violently while she clenched her pounding heart in pain. Cold sweat rolled down her cheeks, as she rasped for life. Vincent withdrew his helping hand when she suddenly turned to the side and threw up the contents of her stomach along with the blood that had been preventing her from breathing. Her breathing returned to normal, but she still kept on coughing.
Vincent placed his hand on her back then looked down into Aerith eyes with a questioning gaze, "Are you okay?" She nodded and slowly reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her to her feet then slowly escorted her to the stairs, "Aerith, are you sure you're okay?"
"...Yeah. I feel okay." She mumble out softly, pulling her messy hair behind her ears.
"What happened?"
"I don't really know, it happened so fast." Aerith mumbled, avoiding eye contact because of pure humiliation.
"... Don't do that again."
"...I'll try not to, but I don't think I can help it. And...Thank you for helping me."
Vincent turned away blushing slightly, then said shortly with no emotion, "Go get your shoes on." He said this wanting her to leave, so she wouldn't praise him for doing nothing really. Aerith slowly walked up the stairs and into her room, with the aftershock of pain rippling through her chest.
Vincent walked into the kitchen and cleaned up Aerith's mess, while replaying the scene over and over again. He washed off the towel and quickly threw it on the counter, as he started to make his way to the Living Room. He stopped suddenly when he, on accident, kicked the book that Aerith had been meaning to read, "Scientific Lab Facts, for the Scientist!" With a puzzled look forming onto his face, Vincent picked up the book then quickly slid it back into it's place on the wooden book shelf.
Unexpectedly, the door bell rang, making Vincent avert all his attention to it. He looked through the eye whole, then quickly opened the door to let Cloud in.
"Hey, Vincent. Are you both ready to go?"
"She'll be down in a moment."
"Great. So how is she doing?"
"...Well," Vincent began with furrowed brows, showing that he was thinking hard of what he should and should not tell Cloud. "She said that she was okay."
"Oh, what a relief that is to hear. I was so worried about Tifa as it was, and plus my job on top of that. It's just nice to have one less person to not be hurt. So, how are you?"
"Tired."
"Yeah, well you did run for a couple of hours last night."
"How do you feel about Tifa, now that you've had some sleep and time to think about her?"
"Uhm...I thought a lot about what we said, last night. And I came to a decision."
"A final decision," Vincent confirmed.
"Yes."
"Then that means you can't go back on it, once you make it."
Cloud sighed than looked down at his feet, struggling for the words to fill his mouth. "...Yeah, I know. I've decided to be with Tifa."
It was silent for a few minutes, then Vincent replied saying, "I know that that was a tough decision for you to make, but I too know that you will find more happiness down that road."
"Yeah." Hot tears filled in Cloud's eyes, but he quickly flicked them away, not wanting to start up in another conversation with him, Tifa and Aerith again. "Yeah. Well I really do love Tifa, probably more then I , myself, even could know. But, Vincent? I don't want you to talk about this with anyone. Especially not with Tifa. I want to go on like nothing has changed."
"I understand." Vincent put his hand to his aching head and started rubbing at it, when Aerith's soothing voice rang out, "Are you guys ready to go?" Vincent looked up at her, watching her slowly come down the stairs, in an elegant fashion.
"HEY, BEAUTIFUL! How's it going?" Cloud beamed brightly through a fake smile.
"Great!" Aerith smiled then turned her face away in shy embarrassment as she felt the eyes of Vincent and Cloud watching her closely. Suddenly, when she reached the fifth step, she just, without any warning whatsoever, flipped out into a fainting sweep. Cloud choked on his heart as he saw Aerith's slender figure slide down the steps. He and Vincent both ran to her aid and grabbed her arms while pulling her slowly to her feet. She grabbed Cloud's shirt and put one arm around his neck, slumping against his huge chest, as she came to her senses.
"Aerith, don't you tell me you're doing great, when you're clearly not. Geeze girl, you scared me."
Aerith never really had seen Cloud so serious before, so the embarrassment and stupidity quickly went away. "Sorry,. I don't know what happened. I just...passed out."
"Just don't ever do it again," Cloud said, picking her up off the floor into a cradling fashion. "I'm not going to let you walk for at least ten minutes."
Vincent followed Cloud to the door, then quickly opened it to let Cloud and himself out into the world as Cloud was being dramatically cautious the whole time. "Watch out for her foot, watch out for her foot." Cloud frowned seriously, making Aerith feel uncomfortable.
"Cloud, stop it. You're scaring her." Vincent said while pushing him to make him go faster.
"Oh, sorry," Cloud mumbled out flatly in humiliation.
"Stop," Hojo commanded, pulling away his men from the act of beating on Rufus. "I'll give you one more chance, boy. Where does this girl named Tifa live?" Hojo grabbed Rufus's blonde silvery hair and yanked his head back to stare into Hojo's blood piercing red eyes. Rufus unexpectedly, to Hojo's amazement, flung his hand into the air and hit Hojo across the face, knocking his glasses off onto the floor. Hojo savagely grabbed his shirt and rammed him into the wall, then punched him in the stomach with an unbearable amount of force, causing Rufus to hurl forward to his knees. "Nott! Bring Ruffus down to his cell, NOW!!!" Nott picked up Rufus's quavering body, and slowly brought him to his feet. Just as they reached the door, Ruffus jerked out of her grasp and ran at Hojo. He flipped into powerful back kick, and landed it on Hojo's back, causing him to fly flat onto his face. Nott quickly grabbed Rufus's arms and yanked him into control, as she violently forced him down into the basement.
"NOTT, STOP," Hojo barked viciously. "Bring the boy HERE!" Hojo's veins rippled with rage as he snatched one red shot off the shelf. He walked up to Rufus and savagely struck the shot into the main vein in Rufus's arm, saying, "I hope you enjoy the feel of knives tearing through your body, because that is the sensation this shot will allow you to have, just like it did Aerith. By the way, did you know that I sent her materia a command today to force her to feel this incredible sensation, without having to inject a shot into her, And I learned that I could do this at any time of the day, with one quick snap of my fingers. If you do not cooperate, I'll send her another one."
"Don't, DON'T YOU DARE HARM HER!!!!!" Rufus fiercely shouted out with tears of rage filling his eyes. Nott quickly and easily dragged Rufus down to his cell, because he had given up, and didn't want to cause Aerith more pain then she had to go through. "I HATE YOU, YOU SICK PERVERT. HOW COULD YOU LIVE, KNOWING YOU'RE CAUSING SOMEONE TO GO THROUGH SO MUCH PAIN. HOW COULD- UHHHH." A gruesome smirk formed across Hojo's green burbling face as he heard the sound of Rufus's sad voice, cry though the air, with the tinge of pain and misery floating along with it.
"He's weakening."
Arriving shortly after Vincent, Cloud, and Aerith, had left the house, a nurse greeted them saying, "Tifa's papers have been filed and she's doing pretty well. If you'll please follow me, I'll show you to her room. She was moved late last night because, her Doctor did surgery on her to remove the bullet from her body...Right through this door please." The nurse slowly opened the door to let Cloud, Vincent and Aerith in. Without hesitatioin, or waiting another moment, Cloud pushed the door open, out of the nurses grasp and ran into see the one person he said he loved most, leaving Vincent and Aerith outside on the other side of the door.
A tall male doctor stood in the door way, gazing at Cloud, like he was a lovesick psycho. Vincent walked in next pushing the doctor back, out of his way, and looked back at Aerith. She stood there for a moment, waiting for the doctor to make his way out of the room. The doctor looked down at Aerith's slender body and smiled through a mask that covered his face and some of his spiky black hair. Aerith, Zack smiled, So Tifa is her friend. Suddenly a sharp piercing pain shot through Aerith's chest as he passed her by. Vincent grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room, not noticing the extreme pain she was in. She clutched her chest and coughed softly as the pain just suddenly went away, leaving her to feel just perfectly fine. Vincent looked down at her puzzled look, then asked, "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah," she said hesitantly,... But what just happened? Why did it happen? Who was that man? She never saw Zack in white before, so she didn't recognize him in his new doctor outfit he was wearing. He just usually wore dark, depressing colors, along with a sad cold expression on his face.
Cloud ran up to Tifa and hugged her, sliding her off the table in the process, in this huge manly grip. He kissed her then grabbed her shoulders, looking straight at her smiling face, "How are you feeling?" He asked enthusiastically.
"Fine."
"Yeah? That's great to hear."
"I missed you."
"Yeah, I'm sorry I had to leave." Cloud looked away on feeling guilt for both having to have left her for Aerith, and for the discussion he had with Vincent last night.
"It's okay, I forgive you," Tifa teased, playfully. She then walked over to Vincent, and punched him kindheartedly in the arm, and happily said, "Hey, Vincent. Looks like you did your part. Thanks." Tifa hugged him quickly, though she knew that he was a little shy around those kind of things. But happy to see her, Vincent patted her on the back. She walked over to Aerith and hugged her tightly. "I'm glad you're safe. I was really worried all night long, I even dreamt about you."
"Are you okay?" Aerith asked, not caring about herself.
"Yes. I feel like such an idiot though. I should have been able to take them on by myself, even though I wasn't fully prepared for battling."
"Well Tifa," Cloud said, in the act of making her feel justified, "When's the last time you've been in a real battle like that? Four years ago, or so?"
"Yeah, that's true," Tifa frowned, "But still I should have been able to take them on. I'm going to beat myself up about that forever now."
"Tifa. Don't be so hard on yourself," Vincent said, trying to make Tifa feel better, and succeeding in the process, "We all make mistakes." Vincent turned and grabbed Aerith's arm, then said, "I'm going to have a doctor check her wrist out."
Cloud spoke after Vincent's words, saying, "Okay. I'll go with Tifa and sign the papers for Aerith's check up, right now. So we can leave right after she's done. Vincent nodded then pulled Aerith out of the room, and into the hallway. He stopped at a desk with a female sitting at it, asking if she could check out a cut wrist. Vincent found that woman usually have more pity on hurt people, then men do. And that they usually just couldn't say no to him, it was a fact that he liked.
"Okay. I'll need you to sign some papers at the front," She beamed brightly.
"I already have."
"Well then, follow me this way-"
"Hum...it's my friend."
"Oh!"
Aerith's heart skipped a beat at Vincent's mentioning she was his friend, though that's not what Vincent meant to say. He was so nervous about any one seeing his claw, which was carefully hidden, that when the nurse said to follow her she grabbed onto his metal claw, making him crack, saying friend. Even though Aerith was his friend, a very dear one at that, he'd never go right out and say it like that.
The nurse asked her to follow her to Doctor Sean's office, as she placed her hands on Aerith's small shoulders, "Oh wait! There he is now. Sean, Doctor Sean." Vincent and Aerith turned to meet an over sized man, tall in stature, with slicked back, blonde hair, which was neatly kept. "Doctor Sean. That man wants to know if you could have a look at this little sweeties wrist."
"Yeah sure, follow me," doctor Sean said, kindly grabbing onto her arm and pulling her into the direction of his office, "Come on, Sweetheart." Vincent was in a win and won situation. The nurse would have said yes to Vincent, no matter what, and visa versa with Aerith and Doctor Sean. Aerith looked back and reached for Vincent being afraid to depart from before his presence. He thought to himself that she needed to learn to do things without him, because there wasn't a possible way for him to always be there for her, when ever she had to get out into the world.
Vincent turned around, on hearing the sound of angry voices caring throughout the hall. He turned to see Yuffie throw her hand up in Red 13's face, yelling, "Talk to the hand, because the face ain't listening."
Red 13 turned away from her, and stormed out of sight as he barked out the words, "YOU'RE SO IMMATURE, SCRAWNY LEGS."
"Oh, and you think you're not?" Uhg!" Yuffie began plodding away, and stopped in front of Vincent, "Oh, hi Vincie."
"Hi."
"How 'sit going?"
"Mm-uh-"
"That's nice to hear."
"Why were you yelling at him?"
"Oh, no reason really. He's just fun to argue with. Oh, yes, and he crashed my car off the road and into a lake, but it's okay with me, because the boyfriend, I now have, makes cars for me, for FREE."
"Oh." Vincent said flatly.
"Yeah, I know, he's the greatest guy."
"Yeah." Vincent said sarcastically, "Who are you dating?"
Yuffie smiled real big, then slyly spoke out saying, "EVERYBODY. I date a lot of people, then I pick the one I like most, out of the lot. And then I serious date him. Isn't that GREAT?"
"Yeah, that's great... How many guys do you date at a time?" Though Vincent sounded like he was not at all upset, he was very much disgusted by her presence. He had to hand it to her, she was getting beautiful and pretty smart with men every second of the day, but she still had no clue how much Vincent disliked her presence.
"Uh...20. I have a guy for every part of the day. Lunch, dinner, art class, you name it, and I'm bound to have a guy in that area, that I'm dating. Pretty cool huh?"
"What do you do when they find out about each other?"
"They try to kill each other behind my back."
"How do you know?"
"How do I know? They tater-tail on each other. Men are so silly. I command them to stop fighting with each other, and they listen; afraid that I might dump them."
"Oh." She was now twenty-one, and very much transformed from a little materia-stealing ninja brat, to an amazing, fun to be with kind of person, though sometimes she'd have the moments where she was totally clueless, and a huge klutz...like the kind of person Vincent very much disliked.
"Hey Vincent, maybe we could hook-up sometime."
Vincent looked at her in amazement, she actually asked him out, "Uh... Yuffie. Uhm."
Yuffie walked up closer to him and hugged his arm, while Vincent stood, paralyzed from the hair, and down. "I wanted to date a man kind of like you. All mysterious and all. So what do you think about dating me?" Yuffie inquired of Vincent.
"Yuffie. I'm thirty-two and you're twenty-one. See the huge difference in age. Yuffie. You're too young for me."
"So. It's not like I'm dating you to marry you. I want to date you for fun."
"Sometimes when a couple dates for fun, they end up getting married, because they really get to like each other and all, something I really don't want to do with you."
"No. I promise not to marry you. I don't even really like you in that way."
Vincent sighed in relief, "Good. Uh-hum, I'll think about it, but the answer might most likely be-"
Yuffie cut in knowing what he was about to say, asking, "How's Cloud and Tifa doing?"
"Huh?" Vincent said. Yuffie changed the subject so fast, she caught Vincent off guard, "Oh...uhm...Good."
"Why are you here?"
"No apparent reason."
"Oh. Doesn't sound like you. Why?"
"Tifa's getting a check up."
"Oh. That's good. So what do you think of my hair? I decided to grow it out long."
"Looks nice."
"Oh, you're such a sweetie. Thanks."
"Swee-tie?" Vincent repeated in disgust.
"Yuffie, what are you doing?" Red 13 asked suddenly, "Leave the poor man alone. Get your greasy hands off of Vincent, Yuffie. He doesn't want them there. So just leave him alone because he hates you and he can't stand you."
Yuffie waited for Vincent to say something, but his silence drove her to know that the comment Red 13 made, was true. "Humph. What would you know?" She walked past Red 13, then stormed out of sight when Vincent still kept silent.
"I love it when she does that," Red 13 winked walking away from Vincent.
Unexpectedly a very beautiful female doctor walked out of a door and into the hall, saying, "Is there a Red 13 waiting for a cat scan?"
"That's me," Red smiled, and followed the little lady to a room on the left, "By any chance, are you married?"
Unpredictably, Vincent felt a little tug on his shirt. Turning around he met Aerith's gentle gaze, "I'm done."
"Wait sweetie, I'd like to have a word with your guardian." The doctor said, handing Vincent the kit he himself made up for Aerith. "In this kit, you'll find bandages, shot's and the medicine to fill the shots. She will need lots of water and sleep in order to let her wrist heal the best it can heal, and if she gives it the right care, it will heal beautifully. The stitch's will disappear, or dissolve in a matter of time, so don't worry about those. She was a great patient. She didn't break a cry once when I was operating on her wrist, she was actually very calm through the whole thing."
Vincent raised his brows at Aerith, showing that he was somewhat impressed. "Thank you. How shall I pay you?"
"Don't. It's all on me. Well I better go. Have a nice week guys, see ya' later sweetie."
"Bye doctor Sean," Aerith said, rubbing her wrist. "My wrist feels a lot better, Vincent."
"..."
"Though, my bandage is a little tight."
"How many stitches did you get?"
"Seven or so."
"Wow. Just on that tiny little wrist," Vincent gawked in amazement.
"Yeah. Well the cut was deep. OH, LOOK! It's Cloud and Tifa." Aerith smiled as she became excited, pointing to the glass doors. Both Tifa and Cloud were standing out side of the glass doors, waiting patiently for Vincent and Aerith.
Vincent and Aerith made their way outside and into the car. Vincent got into the drivers seat, Aerith in the passengers seat, and the two "love birds," got into the back.
"So Aerith, how did your check up go?" Cloud asked, as Vincent drove onto the main rode.
"It hurt a little, but I'm fine. I actually feel better."
"Oh, that's nice to hear," Cloud spoke quickly, barely finishing each word, making them clash into each other, "I'm cold. Vincent turn the heater up."
"Cloud, give me a sour starburst." Tifa said, putting her hand into his face. Cloud dropped five into her hand, then reached over and dropped three into Aerith's lap, not giving it a thought that she'd never had these, or any candy before.
"What is it," Aerith questioned innocently.
"Sour starbursts," Cloud replied happily. "Go a head, try it. Tifa likes them."
Aerith looked down at the lot of starbursts in her lap, then picked one up and unwrapped it, "Vincent, do you like these?"
"..."
"Do you?" Cloud continued Aerith question.
"I don't know, I never had them. Cloud, don't bother me when I'm driving," Vincent snapped short temperedly, getting annoyed.
"Yes, sir," Cloud joked, a little offended.
Tifa and Cloud watched Aerith pop one starburst into her mouth. She sat there for a moment not doing anything, until the sour taste finally had it's full affect. She sucked her cheeks in while she started making loud slurping sounds as Tifa and Cloud started to laugh hysterically at her way of eating a starburst.
Vincent glanced to the side at the look of shock on her face as she sucked and slurped her starbursts. He too, couldn't help but smile at her inane way of eating a sour starburst, "Are you okay, Aerith?" Aerith looked up at him and slurped in response, making Vincent chock on a laugh.
"Y'know, you are really fun to watch eat sour starbursts. So," Cloud asked, "Did you like it?"
"Yeah, kind of. It was weird tasting." Cloud and Tifa exchanged silly glances with each other, while Vincent pulled up into Cloud's drive way.
"Thanks for taking us home. See ya!" Tifa jumped out of the car and into Cloud's arms, then gently kicked the door shut.
"Bye Cloud," Aerith smiled, waving her hand at them.
Cloud laughed, then threw a pack of sour starburst, and regular starbursts on Aerith's lap, through her rolled down window. "See you later. Bye Vincent." With there good byes exchanged, Vincent drove out of the driveway, then out of sight, leaving Cloud and Tifa to themselves.
Cloud placed an arm on Tifa's shoulder, as Tifa placed an arm around his thick waist, barely even reaching half way. She smiled, saying, "Aerith is such a funny girl."
"Yeah. Heh! She's a fun person."
"Y'know? I think they'd make a good couple."
"Who?" Cloud questioned her, hoping she wouldn't say the names that she was just about to say.
"Aerith and Vincent."
"WHAT!?!?" Cloud coughed, adding his own opinion, "Yeah, as good as Barret would with you. Tifa, the mans about fifty years old. Aerith's only twenty-something. I'm not sure she's even in the twenties. He could be her dad, he's so old."
"Well, I still think they'd make a good couple."
"Yeah, and my names Bill," Cloud said flatly, with no hint of sarcasm in his voice."
"What? Cloud you're so weird, I mean...Bill" Tifa smiled to herself, shaking her head at Cloud's silly words. "It's a good thing you're good looking Cloud, otherwise-"
"I'd look like you," Cloud said, interrupting and finishing her sentence.
"Aw...What are you implying? That I'm ugly."
"No... I was joking. I was just joking, I swear," Cloud said, waving his hand back and forth, shaking his head side to side. "No. You're so beautiful, it's not even funny. Seriously. Come on, lets have dinner."
"Don't think you're going to get away with this, that easily. You're gonna have to make it up to me, Cloud."
"Okay, okay. I'll make it up to you. I'll let you kiss me," Cloud said joking seriously, making Tifa burst out laughing.
"Oh, yeah," Tifa laughed, "It'll be the highlight of my week..."
"Mine too."
Tifa smiled then grabbed his arm and kissed him, "Come on Cloud, let's have dinner."
Next: Chapter 7: The Phone Call!
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A/N: Alright all, I am very sorry for how long it took me just to post this but…well, I had problems, on in which included the deletion of all the chapters including the new one I'd written and the revised one's I've done. This story is not originally by me but I told the author that I'd finish it for her. I have been busy as well- not on this story but…I'll get the original chapters posted and finish this story up at some point. And at some point I'll get around to revising these chapters so that they have my touch and might spice the story up some more. And another thing, I don't know about any of you guys but I have heard that FF.net has been deleting peoples stories without warning, even just for spelling and grammar errors and a bunch of other stupid reasons. If you are a fan of this story or any of the ones written by me and they disappear, I may not notice for a bit- so if it happens, or happens to one of your stories let me know. I have a web site and I have been thinking of adding my stories to it, and anyone who wants their stories or drawings posted there- let me know and I'll be more than glad…(my site is rather boring as of now less you like artwork.)