A/N: I'm starting to add some more humor into my chapters. I have no idea
why I'm doing it, but I think that it adds readability to this story and
frankly, I need to lighten my own mood ( It also adds much more confusion
as to what this story should be classified.). Any way not much action in
this one, but interesting none the less.
I regret to say that I have not read the incarnations of immortality series, however, I'm always looking for new and exciting books to read!
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Disclaimer today done by a TV Character, who also happens to be an alien. I present to you: T'Pal
T'Pal: This is illogical. I have never heard of an author being sued for not including a disclaimer in every chapter.
Min: So? I think that it provides entertainment value, and plus I don't want to get sued!
T'Pal: Very well. Min farshaw doesn't own DBZ.
Min: That's it? That's pathetic!
T'Pal: Is illogical to state anything more
Min: Oh shut up.
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Chapter six: Hand over Duty
Crack!
"Ow!"
" Sorry! Do you want your hand to heal back to a lumpy misshapen mess?"
"No!"
" Then quit complaining! You've never squirmed this much when I've had to reset bones before!"
Crack!
Crack!
"Ow!!"
" Now you are just being difficult!"
" I know!"
Crack!
" That one could not have been necessary !"
" It was too!"
" Why?"
" To get you to shut up"
Gohan Son growled deep in his throat. :: I am so going to get you for this Dende:: He thought, trying to ignore the pain in his hand. But he soon felt the familiar warm caress of Dende's healing magic. He had two kinds. This way was slower, and ultimately gentler version of healing, which took the healing directly from the injured, but also took quite a bit of power from the healer. The second kind was a rough demanding healing, which felt like an icicle driven down your spine. This one took nearly all it's power from the healer, and forced the body into healing. Dende disproved of this method because it could only be used so many times by one healer and it produced sloppy results.
"There you go, all better"
" Thanks mom" Gohan replied sarcastically. Videl watched the exchange between the two old friends, the lightly cleared her throat and tossed the un conscious demon on to the ground .
" I think that you may want to take a look at this she said lightly, a walking over to examine Gohan's newly healed hand. He flexed it and held it in front of his face. She grasped his large hand lightly, and ran her fingers all over its surface, tracing the deep lines of his palm, gently examining past battle scars that marred them. Most appeared old, but there were a few fresh, overlapping the old. She turned it over and over again, absorbed in the task at hand. A steady blush had started somewhere around Gohan's knees and was slowly creeping up towards his face.
He was suddenly grateful for his full length Gi that covered most of his body. By the time the blush was somewhere in the vicinity of his shoulders, and eyeing as if to attack his neck, he cleared his throat loudly. Videl's blush decided to skip the knees and bloomed on her cheeks. She dropped her eyes but still didn't release his hand.
" Sorry."
" That's okay" They suddenly realized how close that they were standing to each other, and Gohan's blush to decided that the time for creeping was over, and it was time for the lightning strike. He tried to gently pull his hand away but.
" Ahem, the Demon?" Dende asked politely. The aforementioned made another low moan on the floor.
" If I didn't know better I'd say that we have a minor epidemic on our hands here!" Called the voice of a short black haired man, standing tapping his foot. This image of arrogance was ruined by a little girl yelling Up! Up!
Krillen replied to this request and picked up his little angel, trying to keep from laughing his head off at the scene before him. Videl had just dropped Gohan's hand and was staring in shock at the little man. Gohan had stretched his hand behind his head and gave the infamous son grin. Both teens were blushing like mad. It was only until Krillen noticed the demon on the floor that he quieted his mirth.
"Oh my god is that." He trailed off unconsciously clutching Marron to is chest harder than he intended. She gave a small sniffle. Her daddy was hurting her. 18 Gently removed their daughter from Krillen's arms and made soothing noises, glaring at her slack jawed husband.
" Yes and quit your gaping!" said Dende, genuinely annoyed. Krillen's antics usually never bothered him, but there was just something about today.
" Dende! All of you get away from there!" Cried a voice. The voice emanated from the purple guy marching out to the courtyard. He mad expansive shooing gestures as the people scattered away from the area indicated.
Shin stopped before the demon and in a low voice chanted something that even sayian Hearing couldn't detect. It was strange and alien. A shimmering dome appeared around the Discourtesy's prone form. It was tall enough for the demon to stand in a short crouch, but wide enough to accommodate it's sprawled form. Shin then fell back on his heels, and wiped his brow with the back of his hand. Kibito stood by his master's side, and slightly behind, to show deference to the kai.
" That should hold him for 48 hours at least" Said shin, pushing himself up with only the slightest aid from his servant. There were dark bags under his clear eyes, and though he stood proud and tall as a kai is supposed to, you could see weariness in his face.
" I need to talk to you."
****
The New sergeant stood proud and tall in his new uniform and shiny boots. He stared at the large screen deep in the heart of a mountain in the mighty fortress known as NORAD. He was told that the old sergeant had had a mental breakdown. He was still slightly suspicious about his uncannily fast promotion; because he had once been told that he was much to bloodthirsty and opinionated to rise to any significant decision making rank. He watched with pride as the new, expensive computers were brought to life and the satellite maps and readouts displayed on the screen.
One by one they appeared, flicking on and immediately going to their respective screens, each showing a different part of the world. Small blips that represented commercial airlines traversing the world, in ling smooth straight paths He instantly frowned as he saw two small blips on one of the screens that were not moving in smooth straight paths. They were moving incredibly fast and kept extremely close together, but moved erratically, almost as if performing some kind of weird dance.
The Sergeant did not like thing that didn't move as they were supposed to.
He grabbed one of the radar Technicians and dragged him over to the large screen, pushing his face until it was inches from the two dots, still moving strangely. The Sarge drew his own face next to the technicians.
" Can you tell me what the hell those are?" he said in a straggly calm voice, pushing the sweating technician closer.
" w-w-we call them the r-radar gh-ghosts sir"
"The what private?"
" Radar Ghosts. They disappear whenever we send a plane to get close, and the few times that we've gotten a plane within sight distance. the plane disappears as well. Sometimes we see them around Capsule corp., and other times in the Mt. Paozu. Hell we've even seen them around Kame house every once and a while. Sometimes there is three, but usually only two" The technician managed to sputter out. His eyes were starting to water from being to close to the digital screen.
" I see" Said the uptight sergeant, letting the tech slide to the ground on his knees. He walked to the center of the room and cleared his throat loudly. Some thing faded from the background, and stood just behind his shoulder. A spectral hand shoot into the back of the General's head. He didn't seem to notice but a glazed look appeared in his eyes.
" Send in the planes." He ordered
" But Sir! That's a no fly zone! We could start a war!"
" SEND IN THE PLANES"
"Yessir!"
****
" I suppose that you have some questions for me"
" Yes we do Ma'am"
" Cut the crap Caleb. I'm in a hospital bed, not a civilian!" Cried the peeved Officer Stromsburg, still stuck in her hospital bed.
" Yah I know Sarah, but the chief told me to keep it as professional as possible"
She snorted. " Yah right. This is just the first time in 2 months that you've gotten work outside of the station. You're just going to milk it for all it's worth!"
" You know me to well Sar." Said Caleb, shaking his head. His brown straight hair fell into his eyes and an olive hand pushed them out of the way. Officer Caleb had an olive complexion and dark brown hair that sat in short straight strands on his head. Of an average-to-short height and a sturdy build, Caleb was the Police's resident computer tech/nerd.
" Okay, a few questions. In your own words, describe what happened during your chase with the suspects" asked, pulling out a much-unused notebook. There were doodles and math sprinkled all over the front cover, along with the readings from various instruments that he was to distracted to remember at the time. Sarah rolled her eyes and replied:
" Okay, I was getting some gas down at the shell station at the corner of 5th and Champ way, when me and the boys saw this maniac whip past in a BMW sports car. So I jumped in and followed him, and the guys came with me in their cars, and we chased him up 5th. So we turned on to Bank way, and then there is this freak accident, which piled up all the other cars. That's when I radioed for back up" She added, glancing at Caleb, hard at work jotting down the notes. He waved his hand vaguely for her to continue. She rolled her eyes and did so
" I chased him down Satan Way, to the bridge, when he stopped short. I rear ended him and I think that my gun discharged and shattered the windshield." She frowned. She didn't remember any shots, but that was what must have happened. " That's when I flew trough and made friends with the pavement," She winced at this statement.
" Your gun discharged? You didn't add that in your original report"
" I Just remembered it now. Anyway, I got up and told the perp that he was under arrest, but then he just laughed and spouted out some of my most intimate personal history, you know, the stuff I never told anyone. That's when I fainted"
" Could you describe them for me?"
" Already did, dork, go do your homework, the Description's on file" Caleb smiled lopsidedly and shrugged
" Alright Sarah, that's enough, get some rest okay?" Caleb said and ruffled her hair fondly. Sarah growled and batted his hand away, before falling asleep.
Caleb turned and began to exit the hospital, and happened to pass the Psyche ward on his way out. Every bed was filled with nurses and physiatrists all over the place. The Police were getting more and more calls about jumpers then they had gotten in 10 years in a week. The suicide rate had increased by over 400%. So had the crime rate. Every officer was overworked, and the only reason he had gotten dragged out of the police station to talk to Sarah was that there weren't enough police as it was to control the rampant crime in. He had hoped that Sarah hadn't noticed the bags under his own eyes to keep up the jobs of 3 officers at once.
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" Yes Supreme Kai. Lets have a talk. Lets have a talk about how that thing could break my hand?"
This statement of course was in response to the Kai's last statement about talking to the fighters present. One Son Gohan, who was still slightly green, of course made the statement. He was a ½ a cup of pain and a whole cup pissed, with a dash of pure bewilderment.
" Because Demons cannot directly hurt you through physical force, the same should be true for Humans. We cannot directly harm them physically. They have a kind of field if you will that prevents us from hurting them and vice versa. When Gohan punched the demon, it switched on this field. Normally, the pain of a broken hand would prevent another blow, but because this blow connected, it temporarily turned off the field so that it could recharge, However in the seconds after turning on, Gohan attacked it again, causing it's subsequent lapse from consciousness."
There were the sounds that occur when someone is trying to figure out what the other just said, while at the same time conveying a sense of understanding.
" err, right then." Said Krillen. 18 Snorted, Videl looked puzzled, Gohan's brow wrinkled. Popo had given up long ago, and Dende had already received this speech. Marron, who wasn't listening, popped her thumb cutely into her mouth.
" It Doesn't matter any more" Sighed the Kai. "All you need to know is that Demons, like magnets, are attracted to their opposites. However, their opposites are also their downfall. They seek to obliterate what they are not, so that it cannot pose a threat to them. Gohan, I need you to go down to Satan city and draw Depression here, for me to contain. Videl, I suspect that there is another demon lurking in the city. I need you to go down to the streets and find out what it is and report back" The Kai motioned for krillen and 18 to come closer so that he could give them tasks as well.
Gohan visibly stiffened at the task that he was to perform. He wasn't sure if he could bear facing that again. His body and mind could still feel the sensation of being locked in a cycle of self-loathing and depression. He raised a shaking hand and tried to run it through his midnight locks, and then looked at it in disgust. He could do this; it was only a bundle of feelings, feelings that he could concur. He didn't need any help. He turned and gazed at his partner in crime (fighting that is) and stared at her. She was biting her lip, her face otherwise composed, small hands balled into fists. He eyes were eager at the prospect of facing this challenge on her own, yet hints of doubt still lurked in the set of her body. Gohan realized that he was staring and turned away blushing.
" Are you ready?" Gohan asked quietly
" No, not really, I don't think that I ever will be. You?"
" No. But it has to be done"
" Yah. Gohan?"
" Yes?"
" Good luck."
" You too."
They turned to exit, when they were stopped in their tracks by the demanding Kai.
" Oh, and I expect both of you to perform your appointed tasks alone. I expect you both of you back within 48 hours" They were dismissed with a wave of a purple hand.
With that the two teens were left to their tasks. Silently they jumped over the edge of the tall tower, their hands clasped in support they both desperately needed until they had to part. Bother in states of mental preparation that would ultimately not prove adequate for the task ahead of them. In their hearts, they were pained to leave each other's sides. However their heads dismissed this elusive feeling for anxiety, perhaps it was. But both knew that nothing they did could change they path they had been set upon.
They couldn't have been more right.
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End A/N: I just realized how redundant it is to have to A/N's oh well.
Guess from which show T'Pal comes from and you could win all the demons for a day! Guess her species and you could also have control over them for that day so they don't take over the world!
Other than that, I would just like to say one thing:
PLEASE REVIEW?
I regret to say that I have not read the incarnations of immortality series, however, I'm always looking for new and exciting books to read!
****
Disclaimer today done by a TV Character, who also happens to be an alien. I present to you: T'Pal
T'Pal: This is illogical. I have never heard of an author being sued for not including a disclaimer in every chapter.
Min: So? I think that it provides entertainment value, and plus I don't want to get sued!
T'Pal: Very well. Min farshaw doesn't own DBZ.
Min: That's it? That's pathetic!
T'Pal: Is illogical to state anything more
Min: Oh shut up.
****
Chapter six: Hand over Duty
Crack!
"Ow!"
" Sorry! Do you want your hand to heal back to a lumpy misshapen mess?"
"No!"
" Then quit complaining! You've never squirmed this much when I've had to reset bones before!"
Crack!
Crack!
"Ow!!"
" Now you are just being difficult!"
" I know!"
Crack!
" That one could not have been necessary !"
" It was too!"
" Why?"
" To get you to shut up"
Gohan Son growled deep in his throat. :: I am so going to get you for this Dende:: He thought, trying to ignore the pain in his hand. But he soon felt the familiar warm caress of Dende's healing magic. He had two kinds. This way was slower, and ultimately gentler version of healing, which took the healing directly from the injured, but also took quite a bit of power from the healer. The second kind was a rough demanding healing, which felt like an icicle driven down your spine. This one took nearly all it's power from the healer, and forced the body into healing. Dende disproved of this method because it could only be used so many times by one healer and it produced sloppy results.
"There you go, all better"
" Thanks mom" Gohan replied sarcastically. Videl watched the exchange between the two old friends, the lightly cleared her throat and tossed the un conscious demon on to the ground .
" I think that you may want to take a look at this she said lightly, a walking over to examine Gohan's newly healed hand. He flexed it and held it in front of his face. She grasped his large hand lightly, and ran her fingers all over its surface, tracing the deep lines of his palm, gently examining past battle scars that marred them. Most appeared old, but there were a few fresh, overlapping the old. She turned it over and over again, absorbed in the task at hand. A steady blush had started somewhere around Gohan's knees and was slowly creeping up towards his face.
He was suddenly grateful for his full length Gi that covered most of his body. By the time the blush was somewhere in the vicinity of his shoulders, and eyeing as if to attack his neck, he cleared his throat loudly. Videl's blush decided to skip the knees and bloomed on her cheeks. She dropped her eyes but still didn't release his hand.
" Sorry."
" That's okay" They suddenly realized how close that they were standing to each other, and Gohan's blush to decided that the time for creeping was over, and it was time for the lightning strike. He tried to gently pull his hand away but.
" Ahem, the Demon?" Dende asked politely. The aforementioned made another low moan on the floor.
" If I didn't know better I'd say that we have a minor epidemic on our hands here!" Called the voice of a short black haired man, standing tapping his foot. This image of arrogance was ruined by a little girl yelling Up! Up!
Krillen replied to this request and picked up his little angel, trying to keep from laughing his head off at the scene before him. Videl had just dropped Gohan's hand and was staring in shock at the little man. Gohan had stretched his hand behind his head and gave the infamous son grin. Both teens were blushing like mad. It was only until Krillen noticed the demon on the floor that he quieted his mirth.
"Oh my god is that." He trailed off unconsciously clutching Marron to is chest harder than he intended. She gave a small sniffle. Her daddy was hurting her. 18 Gently removed their daughter from Krillen's arms and made soothing noises, glaring at her slack jawed husband.
" Yes and quit your gaping!" said Dende, genuinely annoyed. Krillen's antics usually never bothered him, but there was just something about today.
" Dende! All of you get away from there!" Cried a voice. The voice emanated from the purple guy marching out to the courtyard. He mad expansive shooing gestures as the people scattered away from the area indicated.
Shin stopped before the demon and in a low voice chanted something that even sayian Hearing couldn't detect. It was strange and alien. A shimmering dome appeared around the Discourtesy's prone form. It was tall enough for the demon to stand in a short crouch, but wide enough to accommodate it's sprawled form. Shin then fell back on his heels, and wiped his brow with the back of his hand. Kibito stood by his master's side, and slightly behind, to show deference to the kai.
" That should hold him for 48 hours at least" Said shin, pushing himself up with only the slightest aid from his servant. There were dark bags under his clear eyes, and though he stood proud and tall as a kai is supposed to, you could see weariness in his face.
" I need to talk to you."
****
The New sergeant stood proud and tall in his new uniform and shiny boots. He stared at the large screen deep in the heart of a mountain in the mighty fortress known as NORAD. He was told that the old sergeant had had a mental breakdown. He was still slightly suspicious about his uncannily fast promotion; because he had once been told that he was much to bloodthirsty and opinionated to rise to any significant decision making rank. He watched with pride as the new, expensive computers were brought to life and the satellite maps and readouts displayed on the screen.
One by one they appeared, flicking on and immediately going to their respective screens, each showing a different part of the world. Small blips that represented commercial airlines traversing the world, in ling smooth straight paths He instantly frowned as he saw two small blips on one of the screens that were not moving in smooth straight paths. They were moving incredibly fast and kept extremely close together, but moved erratically, almost as if performing some kind of weird dance.
The Sergeant did not like thing that didn't move as they were supposed to.
He grabbed one of the radar Technicians and dragged him over to the large screen, pushing his face until it was inches from the two dots, still moving strangely. The Sarge drew his own face next to the technicians.
" Can you tell me what the hell those are?" he said in a straggly calm voice, pushing the sweating technician closer.
" w-w-we call them the r-radar gh-ghosts sir"
"The what private?"
" Radar Ghosts. They disappear whenever we send a plane to get close, and the few times that we've gotten a plane within sight distance. the plane disappears as well. Sometimes we see them around Capsule corp., and other times in the Mt. Paozu. Hell we've even seen them around Kame house every once and a while. Sometimes there is three, but usually only two" The technician managed to sputter out. His eyes were starting to water from being to close to the digital screen.
" I see" Said the uptight sergeant, letting the tech slide to the ground on his knees. He walked to the center of the room and cleared his throat loudly. Some thing faded from the background, and stood just behind his shoulder. A spectral hand shoot into the back of the General's head. He didn't seem to notice but a glazed look appeared in his eyes.
" Send in the planes." He ordered
" But Sir! That's a no fly zone! We could start a war!"
" SEND IN THE PLANES"
"Yessir!"
****
" I suppose that you have some questions for me"
" Yes we do Ma'am"
" Cut the crap Caleb. I'm in a hospital bed, not a civilian!" Cried the peeved Officer Stromsburg, still stuck in her hospital bed.
" Yah I know Sarah, but the chief told me to keep it as professional as possible"
She snorted. " Yah right. This is just the first time in 2 months that you've gotten work outside of the station. You're just going to milk it for all it's worth!"
" You know me to well Sar." Said Caleb, shaking his head. His brown straight hair fell into his eyes and an olive hand pushed them out of the way. Officer Caleb had an olive complexion and dark brown hair that sat in short straight strands on his head. Of an average-to-short height and a sturdy build, Caleb was the Police's resident computer tech/nerd.
" Okay, a few questions. In your own words, describe what happened during your chase with the suspects" asked, pulling out a much-unused notebook. There were doodles and math sprinkled all over the front cover, along with the readings from various instruments that he was to distracted to remember at the time. Sarah rolled her eyes and replied:
" Okay, I was getting some gas down at the shell station at the corner of 5th and Champ way, when me and the boys saw this maniac whip past in a BMW sports car. So I jumped in and followed him, and the guys came with me in their cars, and we chased him up 5th. So we turned on to Bank way, and then there is this freak accident, which piled up all the other cars. That's when I radioed for back up" She added, glancing at Caleb, hard at work jotting down the notes. He waved his hand vaguely for her to continue. She rolled her eyes and did so
" I chased him down Satan Way, to the bridge, when he stopped short. I rear ended him and I think that my gun discharged and shattered the windshield." She frowned. She didn't remember any shots, but that was what must have happened. " That's when I flew trough and made friends with the pavement," She winced at this statement.
" Your gun discharged? You didn't add that in your original report"
" I Just remembered it now. Anyway, I got up and told the perp that he was under arrest, but then he just laughed and spouted out some of my most intimate personal history, you know, the stuff I never told anyone. That's when I fainted"
" Could you describe them for me?"
" Already did, dork, go do your homework, the Description's on file" Caleb smiled lopsidedly and shrugged
" Alright Sarah, that's enough, get some rest okay?" Caleb said and ruffled her hair fondly. Sarah growled and batted his hand away, before falling asleep.
Caleb turned and began to exit the hospital, and happened to pass the Psyche ward on his way out. Every bed was filled with nurses and physiatrists all over the place. The Police were getting more and more calls about jumpers then they had gotten in 10 years in a week. The suicide rate had increased by over 400%. So had the crime rate. Every officer was overworked, and the only reason he had gotten dragged out of the police station to talk to Sarah was that there weren't enough police as it was to control the rampant crime in. He had hoped that Sarah hadn't noticed the bags under his own eyes to keep up the jobs of 3 officers at once.
****
" Yes Supreme Kai. Lets have a talk. Lets have a talk about how that thing could break my hand?"
This statement of course was in response to the Kai's last statement about talking to the fighters present. One Son Gohan, who was still slightly green, of course made the statement. He was a ½ a cup of pain and a whole cup pissed, with a dash of pure bewilderment.
" Because Demons cannot directly hurt you through physical force, the same should be true for Humans. We cannot directly harm them physically. They have a kind of field if you will that prevents us from hurting them and vice versa. When Gohan punched the demon, it switched on this field. Normally, the pain of a broken hand would prevent another blow, but because this blow connected, it temporarily turned off the field so that it could recharge, However in the seconds after turning on, Gohan attacked it again, causing it's subsequent lapse from consciousness."
There were the sounds that occur when someone is trying to figure out what the other just said, while at the same time conveying a sense of understanding.
" err, right then." Said Krillen. 18 Snorted, Videl looked puzzled, Gohan's brow wrinkled. Popo had given up long ago, and Dende had already received this speech. Marron, who wasn't listening, popped her thumb cutely into her mouth.
" It Doesn't matter any more" Sighed the Kai. "All you need to know is that Demons, like magnets, are attracted to their opposites. However, their opposites are also their downfall. They seek to obliterate what they are not, so that it cannot pose a threat to them. Gohan, I need you to go down to Satan city and draw Depression here, for me to contain. Videl, I suspect that there is another demon lurking in the city. I need you to go down to the streets and find out what it is and report back" The Kai motioned for krillen and 18 to come closer so that he could give them tasks as well.
Gohan visibly stiffened at the task that he was to perform. He wasn't sure if he could bear facing that again. His body and mind could still feel the sensation of being locked in a cycle of self-loathing and depression. He raised a shaking hand and tried to run it through his midnight locks, and then looked at it in disgust. He could do this; it was only a bundle of feelings, feelings that he could concur. He didn't need any help. He turned and gazed at his partner in crime (fighting that is) and stared at her. She was biting her lip, her face otherwise composed, small hands balled into fists. He eyes were eager at the prospect of facing this challenge on her own, yet hints of doubt still lurked in the set of her body. Gohan realized that he was staring and turned away blushing.
" Are you ready?" Gohan asked quietly
" No, not really, I don't think that I ever will be. You?"
" No. But it has to be done"
" Yah. Gohan?"
" Yes?"
" Good luck."
" You too."
They turned to exit, when they were stopped in their tracks by the demanding Kai.
" Oh, and I expect both of you to perform your appointed tasks alone. I expect you both of you back within 48 hours" They were dismissed with a wave of a purple hand.
With that the two teens were left to their tasks. Silently they jumped over the edge of the tall tower, their hands clasped in support they both desperately needed until they had to part. Bother in states of mental preparation that would ultimately not prove adequate for the task ahead of them. In their hearts, they were pained to leave each other's sides. However their heads dismissed this elusive feeling for anxiety, perhaps it was. But both knew that nothing they did could change they path they had been set upon.
They couldn't have been more right.
****
End A/N: I just realized how redundant it is to have to A/N's oh well.
Guess from which show T'Pal comes from and you could win all the demons for a day! Guess her species and you could also have control over them for that day so they don't take over the world!
Other than that, I would just like to say one thing:
PLEASE REVIEW?