Quatre chan in Wonderland
By: Vanacorien
Warnings and Disclaimer : Yaoi slight AU main parings are 1x2 and 3x4 side parings are 14,24,34,54,64 , and last but not least 134. I do not own the gundam wing characters, but I can dream cant I?
Author's notes: I am going to tell you this; chapter two did not end like that. My computer erased the end of chapter two and I didn't realize it until I went and saw it on FF.net. It's a little embarrassing but every author has his/ her fluke's right? In any case consider this both chapter two ((part two)) and three so it'll be extra long, and all that good jazz. Ready? Set go!!
Chapter two ((part two)) /three of Quatre-Chan in Wonderland
The craziest Train Station and what kinda rabbit whole is this?
"I wanna go please! I want my palm read! Please Q-man please?" I smiled at him shaking my head. "Go ahead Duo I promise I wont stop you." Duo did a strange kind of hop jump and looked expectantly to the young fortune teller. Her eyes creased at the corners, showing her smile. "Of course, if you would both follow me to the back please?" She bobbed her head and went to the back. Duo followed suit like an over exuberant child on Christmas, while I walked a bit more sedately. My mind drifted briefly to what we should have been doing, heading to the base for instance (could never stand to call anywhere we were staying a 'home') making sure the perishables like the milk didn't go to waste in the warmth of the room. Going back to my room and sitting around twiddling my thumbs waiting for a report or response from Trowa. "Mr. Winner?" My head snapped up and I blinked, Duo was looking at me, confusion and a little bit of worry in his violet orbs.
I looked down to answer the woman, when my reply retreated back down my throat. Her one blue eye was shining, brighter than it had before with a bit of a new intensity. "I asked if you are all right Mr. Winner, I'm afraid I am burning strong incense and not all my customers can stand the strength of the smoke." I snapped myself back and nodded no. "No it's all right, I suppose I'm just day dreaming that's all." She nodded sagely and waved her hand toward a large over stuffed pillow. "Would you and Mr. Maxwell please take a seat?" Duo sat down Indian style on his large maroon pillow while I settled my self on a slightly smaller red tasseled one. She drew a large velvet curtain that I had not noticed over the doorway, insuring our privacy. I suddenly felt a great deal of unease. I couldn't place it, which puzzled me even more, surely this girl was no threat to either Duo or I, both of us armed and trained. Not all weapons are steel and wood sir.
My head shot up and I nearly fell backward off my pillow. The girl was standing over me, a bronze trey held lightly in her hands. "E-Excuse me?" I squeaked blinking hard. Duo looked at me curiously again and then back at the girl who was totally undisturbed by my strange behavior. "I asked if you would like some of my village's coffee. It is a special brew, your friend agreed and I was wondering if you would like some as well." I nodded absently and watched detachedly as she poured me a small glass of the black brew. Placing it gently in my hand she then took the trey away and sat down on the largest off the pillows in the room, crossing her legs Indian style like Duo. I sipped at the coffee, surprising the hell out of my elf when I nearly burned my tongue on the surprisingly sweet brew. Arabian and middle eastern coffee in general is fairly bitter and sometimes to the point of needing as much sugar in one cup as Duo would put on his toast( the American cannot eat anything without out the aid of caffeine or sugar) just to make it drinkable.
Which is why I normally drank teas instead this was very sweet, very unlike anything I had ever tasted before. I set the drink down carefully on the rug before me and looked to the woman as she leaned toward Duo. "Allow me to see your palm my friend." She said softly, Duo complied placing his hand in hers. Making hers look ridiculously small in comparison. I blinked lazily as the warmth of the shop began to settle in my bones. I felt a sudden drowsiness, well not really drowsiness I reasoned, more of a languid feeling that settled in. The words passing between Duo and the fortune teller began to take back place in my mind. Going on temporary back burner as I gazed dreamily around the room. Absently I reached for the glass on the floor, taking a sip of the delightful drink.
I found myself looking into the glass wondering lamely when I had emptied it. I looked up to ask her to refill my glass when I saw what shocked me out of my haze immediately. Dou had stood, but now pitched side ways his eyes shut lightly and his hair falling after him like a rope. I suddenly pitched forward, catching the braided boy in my arms my fingers instantly seeking out his pulse. Still beating firmly, my eyes a little bleary around the edge soared up an angry expression crossing my face when my blood ran cold. The girl was taking off her veil. Her blue eye shimmered like the flash of lightning while the black gleamed dully like a gem. I gasped as the panel of concealing material fell away to reveal not the face of a cheery young woman, but the solemn and cold gaze of a man...
"What," I panted, my head was spinning and I was getting short of breath. What was happening? I ran things through my head and immediately realized what must have been the cause. He had drugged us with the coffee! "What have you used? Who are you!?" I growled, my grip on Duo was slipping as I myself fell slowly backward. The man kneeled before us moving to remove Duo from my grasp. I clutched all the tighter as I tried to stand. I fell, my knees having grown weak from the drug he must have used. This can't be happening! I cried in my mind, I drew my gun pointing it straight at the man's chest. "Don't come any closer. Or I will kill you." I said coolly, I sighted along the barrel. I may not have been one of the strongest of the pilots but my aim was superb only bettered by Heero and Trowa. I was having trouble now, my vision blurring slightly at the edges as the gun wavered. My voice echoed in my mind, ringing it with bells and whistles making my head ache.
The man arched a brow, and a very amused expression came onto his handsome bronzed face. "You cannot kill your destiny sweet young prince. I will show you." "What?" I muttered. My fingers fell numb as my body's response to the drug quickened. He took Duo from my grasp as easily as if he were a rag doll, I looked frightened after Duo as he moved and placed him upon his pillow.
When he moved back I raised the gun once again, using both arms to aim and I kneeled unsteadily. Sweat rolled down my face, the room seemed like an oven to me. He crawled to me on hands and knees until he was right before me. Then with out warning he threw my hands away, knocking the gun out of my already weak grasp. I protested weakly as he then pushed me down onto the pillow behind me. My breath caught as he lay fully on top of my, my eyes widening as my breath came in weaker shorter gasps. He smiled at me, amusement sparkling in his off colored eyes.
"What are you talking about?" I asked huskily, my eyes were beginning to play tricks on me as I saw my captors incisors grow to points like the teeth of a vampire or animal. He chuckled running his hand through my hair and stopping when he was holding the back of my head. "Just what I said sweet prince," He paused and lifted my head closer to his. I could feel his hot breath on my lips and I suddenly realized with startling clarity what he was about to do. "And now I will show you." He pressed his lips firmly to mine, and I had no more than two minutes to realize that he tasted exactly like the coffee I had taken before my world went black.
The first thing I realized was that their must have been and exceedingly large bird nearby, the other that it was with was squawking quite loudly. Oh well, I sighed snuggling back into my covers. Heero will shut it up. He doesn't like to be disturbed, especially after a night with Duo. Then that would ruin their morning too, unless they decided to share the shower. "You weren't supposed to give the potion to both of them! And what'd you do with the other one, o pervert of mine?" I gave pause just as I was about to drift off. That didn't sound like any of the team.
"Why do you care, sister dearest? I didn't do anything to him that he would regret if that's what you mean. Though I won't say I wasn't tempted. You can't tell me he wasn't delicious looking."
I raised my head up slightly and dared to peak open my eyes. I nearly bolted upright at the sight that greeted me. "Well it's not as if I don't have reason to question you. Remember that woman in Afghanistan?" There was a ruffle of cloth as the man moved. Blue eyes, startling blue eyes framed by a long fall of raven black hair. He shifted his feet and looked away moodily. "Well she was frightened; I simply wanted to comfort her." My eyes went back to the woman immediately. The onyx eye of the fortune teller was mirrored there only in duplicate. Long wavering white curls framed her face and her skin was as alabaster as mine, thou now it was slightly tinged pink with anger. "You call shoving your hand down the front of her blouse comfort? Father was furious! I never heard the end of it! 'He's your twin, you two have to work together. Respect the boundaries of family. And for god's sake keep him away from the girls!'" The boy looked nonchalantly at his fingernails then dusted an imaginary spec of dirt from the pristine white of his robe which was draped halfway on halfway off his muscled frame.
"It's not my fault everyone expects you to stay all virginal during this task, why should I?" There was a loud smack, and a low growl. "What did you hit me for?!" "For being a continual ass that's what!" I looked on wide eyed as the two argued back and forth between each other. What in the world were they talking about? Father? Afghanistan? I decided to play the part of sleeper for a little while longer.
The girl whom had claimed the man as a twin was really the exact opposite of her brother. Her looks were that of a fair Aryan lady, her skin and hair pale, her frame petite and slim. But her eyes were a startling onyx, almost as black as the deepest voids of space, and her violet robes, much more concealing than her brothers were made in a richly Greek Athenian style. Her brother on the other hand, was like something out of every girls (and yes even at one point his) most sensational dreams. He was built like a southerner, tall and tanned, his skin rippled with his every move as his muscles bunched and relaxed. He was not overly muscular but beautifully so, maintaining the build of an athlete.
His hair was black as pitch, shining brilliantly with Hues of purple and blue, and his eyes burned with an intense powder blue, it almost looked white. His clothing, unlike his sister's moderate coverings, was provocative and daring. It very much resembled a kimono that Heero had once shown them, but it was pure white, the upper part of the chest hanging onto his shoulders as the material gaped, giving a tantalizing view of flesh until his navel, and then not again until mid-thigh.
I blushed just sitting there looking at him. This was certainly great, and to think what would Duo say . . . Oh no!Duo! Suddenly I sprang into action not even thinking clearly I sprung to my feet and ran at the man. The girl broke off her scolding seeing me up her eyes widened and she whirled toward me. "He's up!" She cried, and the man whirled just in time to meet me as I charged into his mid section. I knocked him over, the feeling of satisfaction intensifying as I heard the breath whoosh from his stomach. Yes, I can do that. It's always assumed by my cool and kind demeanor that I'm some sort of Naïve little push over. I wouldn't have been able to be a gundam pilot if I hadn't been trained in at least some hand to hand combat, I can't figure out why no one saw that.
He landed hard on the ground as I sprawled on top of him at impact my hands going to secure his wrists, straddling his chest. "How dar-!" I'm abruptly cut off with a startled "ung!" And he grasps my wrists rolling me over and pinning me beneath him. His hands meet and one secures both of mine as he takes his other and grasps me hard by the chin. I struggle to rip out of his grip when he suddenly lets himself fall on me and I stop my struggles cold with a shocked 'eep!' I can feel the rumble in his chest as he chuckles, his breath tingling on my neck. "I'm sorry, did I frighten you?" He practically purred it as he ran his one free hand over my stomach. I shivered, wriggling once again trying to get him off of me. "Get off! What do you-?" He nuzzled my neck with his cheek; the feeling of his soft skin against mine sent shivers down my spine. He gently licked my neck, causing me to gasp and squirm, and then he blew gently on the spot raising gooseflesh. "What's wrong? You were so eager to have me on the ground, why don't you seem to happy?" I felt my cheeks burn as he then began to move his hips against mine. "S-Stop! Get, get off." It came out less forcefully than it should have, I felt some thing of his stirring against me, and I realized to my utter mortification that it was his arousal. "I am little one, I am." He leaned down eye's trained on my lips and I resumed my thrashing, not entirely sure as to when I stopped.
"You pervert!!" Suddenly my assailant was gone, and I struggled to my feet as fast as I could. The girl was standing over the fallen form of her brother, a large crochet mallet held in her hands as a large grotesque bump formed upon her brothers' brow. But, what? My head began to spin, what in all of Romafellor and hell was going on here? I raised a shaking hand to my head, what did that poison do to me? Am I delusional? Is this some kind of trick? Or a dream, I hadn't had one in quite a while, especially not so utterly strange and unnerving ( never before had any of my characters ever sexually harassed me, well except for maybe Trowa, but he isn't really a character of imagination now is he?) I stared on as the two took to bickering again. Enough of this, I wanted out, I needed answers. I wanted the bed I had chosen back at the base. And even more, I wanted my head to stop pounding. I stood then and with all my might shouted at the both of them. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!!!" My voice rang in the clearing for a minute as the duo stopped bickering. Both had fisted there hands in each others clothing and were almost nose to nose. The girl looked a little shocked, and then annoyance took over her face. Her brother mirrored the effect and suddenly they turned to each other shouting. "YOU MEAN HE DOESN'T KNOW!"
AN: Yay! I finally got this done! Whoopee!! Now all you guys have to do is sit back and relax. I believe I'm on a roll! And don't worry, I'll be writing on the way to and from Mexico so I'll be getting a lot of stuff done! Ja Ne!
Warnings and Disclaimer : Yaoi slight AU main parings are 1x2 and 3x4 side parings are 14,24,34,54,64 , and last but not least 134. I do not own the gundam wing characters, but I can dream cant I?
Author's notes: I am going to tell you this; chapter two did not end like that. My computer erased the end of chapter two and I didn't realize it until I went and saw it on FF.net. It's a little embarrassing but every author has his/ her fluke's right? In any case consider this both chapter two ((part two)) and three so it'll be extra long, and all that good jazz. Ready? Set go!!
Chapter two ((part two)) /three of Quatre-Chan in Wonderland
The craziest Train Station and what kinda rabbit whole is this?
"I wanna go please! I want my palm read! Please Q-man please?" I smiled at him shaking my head. "Go ahead Duo I promise I wont stop you." Duo did a strange kind of hop jump and looked expectantly to the young fortune teller. Her eyes creased at the corners, showing her smile. "Of course, if you would both follow me to the back please?" She bobbed her head and went to the back. Duo followed suit like an over exuberant child on Christmas, while I walked a bit more sedately. My mind drifted briefly to what we should have been doing, heading to the base for instance (could never stand to call anywhere we were staying a 'home') making sure the perishables like the milk didn't go to waste in the warmth of the room. Going back to my room and sitting around twiddling my thumbs waiting for a report or response from Trowa. "Mr. Winner?" My head snapped up and I blinked, Duo was looking at me, confusion and a little bit of worry in his violet orbs.
I looked down to answer the woman, when my reply retreated back down my throat. Her one blue eye was shining, brighter than it had before with a bit of a new intensity. "I asked if you are all right Mr. Winner, I'm afraid I am burning strong incense and not all my customers can stand the strength of the smoke." I snapped myself back and nodded no. "No it's all right, I suppose I'm just day dreaming that's all." She nodded sagely and waved her hand toward a large over stuffed pillow. "Would you and Mr. Maxwell please take a seat?" Duo sat down Indian style on his large maroon pillow while I settled my self on a slightly smaller red tasseled one. She drew a large velvet curtain that I had not noticed over the doorway, insuring our privacy. I suddenly felt a great deal of unease. I couldn't place it, which puzzled me even more, surely this girl was no threat to either Duo or I, both of us armed and trained. Not all weapons are steel and wood sir.
My head shot up and I nearly fell backward off my pillow. The girl was standing over me, a bronze trey held lightly in her hands. "E-Excuse me?" I squeaked blinking hard. Duo looked at me curiously again and then back at the girl who was totally undisturbed by my strange behavior. "I asked if you would like some of my village's coffee. It is a special brew, your friend agreed and I was wondering if you would like some as well." I nodded absently and watched detachedly as she poured me a small glass of the black brew. Placing it gently in my hand she then took the trey away and sat down on the largest off the pillows in the room, crossing her legs Indian style like Duo. I sipped at the coffee, surprising the hell out of my elf when I nearly burned my tongue on the surprisingly sweet brew. Arabian and middle eastern coffee in general is fairly bitter and sometimes to the point of needing as much sugar in one cup as Duo would put on his toast( the American cannot eat anything without out the aid of caffeine or sugar) just to make it drinkable.
Which is why I normally drank teas instead this was very sweet, very unlike anything I had ever tasted before. I set the drink down carefully on the rug before me and looked to the woman as she leaned toward Duo. "Allow me to see your palm my friend." She said softly, Duo complied placing his hand in hers. Making hers look ridiculously small in comparison. I blinked lazily as the warmth of the shop began to settle in my bones. I felt a sudden drowsiness, well not really drowsiness I reasoned, more of a languid feeling that settled in. The words passing between Duo and the fortune teller began to take back place in my mind. Going on temporary back burner as I gazed dreamily around the room. Absently I reached for the glass on the floor, taking a sip of the delightful drink.
I found myself looking into the glass wondering lamely when I had emptied it. I looked up to ask her to refill my glass when I saw what shocked me out of my haze immediately. Dou had stood, but now pitched side ways his eyes shut lightly and his hair falling after him like a rope. I suddenly pitched forward, catching the braided boy in my arms my fingers instantly seeking out his pulse. Still beating firmly, my eyes a little bleary around the edge soared up an angry expression crossing my face when my blood ran cold. The girl was taking off her veil. Her blue eye shimmered like the flash of lightning while the black gleamed dully like a gem. I gasped as the panel of concealing material fell away to reveal not the face of a cheery young woman, but the solemn and cold gaze of a man...
"What," I panted, my head was spinning and I was getting short of breath. What was happening? I ran things through my head and immediately realized what must have been the cause. He had drugged us with the coffee! "What have you used? Who are you!?" I growled, my grip on Duo was slipping as I myself fell slowly backward. The man kneeled before us moving to remove Duo from my grasp. I clutched all the tighter as I tried to stand. I fell, my knees having grown weak from the drug he must have used. This can't be happening! I cried in my mind, I drew my gun pointing it straight at the man's chest. "Don't come any closer. Or I will kill you." I said coolly, I sighted along the barrel. I may not have been one of the strongest of the pilots but my aim was superb only bettered by Heero and Trowa. I was having trouble now, my vision blurring slightly at the edges as the gun wavered. My voice echoed in my mind, ringing it with bells and whistles making my head ache.
The man arched a brow, and a very amused expression came onto his handsome bronzed face. "You cannot kill your destiny sweet young prince. I will show you." "What?" I muttered. My fingers fell numb as my body's response to the drug quickened. He took Duo from my grasp as easily as if he were a rag doll, I looked frightened after Duo as he moved and placed him upon his pillow.
When he moved back I raised the gun once again, using both arms to aim and I kneeled unsteadily. Sweat rolled down my face, the room seemed like an oven to me. He crawled to me on hands and knees until he was right before me. Then with out warning he threw my hands away, knocking the gun out of my already weak grasp. I protested weakly as he then pushed me down onto the pillow behind me. My breath caught as he lay fully on top of my, my eyes widening as my breath came in weaker shorter gasps. He smiled at me, amusement sparkling in his off colored eyes.
"What are you talking about?" I asked huskily, my eyes were beginning to play tricks on me as I saw my captors incisors grow to points like the teeth of a vampire or animal. He chuckled running his hand through my hair and stopping when he was holding the back of my head. "Just what I said sweet prince," He paused and lifted my head closer to his. I could feel his hot breath on my lips and I suddenly realized with startling clarity what he was about to do. "And now I will show you." He pressed his lips firmly to mine, and I had no more than two minutes to realize that he tasted exactly like the coffee I had taken before my world went black.
The first thing I realized was that their must have been and exceedingly large bird nearby, the other that it was with was squawking quite loudly. Oh well, I sighed snuggling back into my covers. Heero will shut it up. He doesn't like to be disturbed, especially after a night with Duo. Then that would ruin their morning too, unless they decided to share the shower. "You weren't supposed to give the potion to both of them! And what'd you do with the other one, o pervert of mine?" I gave pause just as I was about to drift off. That didn't sound like any of the team.
"Why do you care, sister dearest? I didn't do anything to him that he would regret if that's what you mean. Though I won't say I wasn't tempted. You can't tell me he wasn't delicious looking."
I raised my head up slightly and dared to peak open my eyes. I nearly bolted upright at the sight that greeted me. "Well it's not as if I don't have reason to question you. Remember that woman in Afghanistan?" There was a ruffle of cloth as the man moved. Blue eyes, startling blue eyes framed by a long fall of raven black hair. He shifted his feet and looked away moodily. "Well she was frightened; I simply wanted to comfort her." My eyes went back to the woman immediately. The onyx eye of the fortune teller was mirrored there only in duplicate. Long wavering white curls framed her face and her skin was as alabaster as mine, thou now it was slightly tinged pink with anger. "You call shoving your hand down the front of her blouse comfort? Father was furious! I never heard the end of it! 'He's your twin, you two have to work together. Respect the boundaries of family. And for god's sake keep him away from the girls!'" The boy looked nonchalantly at his fingernails then dusted an imaginary spec of dirt from the pristine white of his robe which was draped halfway on halfway off his muscled frame.
"It's not my fault everyone expects you to stay all virginal during this task, why should I?" There was a loud smack, and a low growl. "What did you hit me for?!" "For being a continual ass that's what!" I looked on wide eyed as the two argued back and forth between each other. What in the world were they talking about? Father? Afghanistan? I decided to play the part of sleeper for a little while longer.
The girl whom had claimed the man as a twin was really the exact opposite of her brother. Her looks were that of a fair Aryan lady, her skin and hair pale, her frame petite and slim. But her eyes were a startling onyx, almost as black as the deepest voids of space, and her violet robes, much more concealing than her brothers were made in a richly Greek Athenian style. Her brother on the other hand, was like something out of every girls (and yes even at one point his) most sensational dreams. He was built like a southerner, tall and tanned, his skin rippled with his every move as his muscles bunched and relaxed. He was not overly muscular but beautifully so, maintaining the build of an athlete.
His hair was black as pitch, shining brilliantly with Hues of purple and blue, and his eyes burned with an intense powder blue, it almost looked white. His clothing, unlike his sister's moderate coverings, was provocative and daring. It very much resembled a kimono that Heero had once shown them, but it was pure white, the upper part of the chest hanging onto his shoulders as the material gaped, giving a tantalizing view of flesh until his navel, and then not again until mid-thigh.
I blushed just sitting there looking at him. This was certainly great, and to think what would Duo say . . . Oh no!Duo! Suddenly I sprang into action not even thinking clearly I sprung to my feet and ran at the man. The girl broke off her scolding seeing me up her eyes widened and she whirled toward me. "He's up!" She cried, and the man whirled just in time to meet me as I charged into his mid section. I knocked him over, the feeling of satisfaction intensifying as I heard the breath whoosh from his stomach. Yes, I can do that. It's always assumed by my cool and kind demeanor that I'm some sort of Naïve little push over. I wouldn't have been able to be a gundam pilot if I hadn't been trained in at least some hand to hand combat, I can't figure out why no one saw that.
He landed hard on the ground as I sprawled on top of him at impact my hands going to secure his wrists, straddling his chest. "How dar-!" I'm abruptly cut off with a startled "ung!" And he grasps my wrists rolling me over and pinning me beneath him. His hands meet and one secures both of mine as he takes his other and grasps me hard by the chin. I struggle to rip out of his grip when he suddenly lets himself fall on me and I stop my struggles cold with a shocked 'eep!' I can feel the rumble in his chest as he chuckles, his breath tingling on my neck. "I'm sorry, did I frighten you?" He practically purred it as he ran his one free hand over my stomach. I shivered, wriggling once again trying to get him off of me. "Get off! What do you-?" He nuzzled my neck with his cheek; the feeling of his soft skin against mine sent shivers down my spine. He gently licked my neck, causing me to gasp and squirm, and then he blew gently on the spot raising gooseflesh. "What's wrong? You were so eager to have me on the ground, why don't you seem to happy?" I felt my cheeks burn as he then began to move his hips against mine. "S-Stop! Get, get off." It came out less forcefully than it should have, I felt some thing of his stirring against me, and I realized to my utter mortification that it was his arousal. "I am little one, I am." He leaned down eye's trained on my lips and I resumed my thrashing, not entirely sure as to when I stopped.
"You pervert!!" Suddenly my assailant was gone, and I struggled to my feet as fast as I could. The girl was standing over the fallen form of her brother, a large crochet mallet held in her hands as a large grotesque bump formed upon her brothers' brow. But, what? My head began to spin, what in all of Romafellor and hell was going on here? I raised a shaking hand to my head, what did that poison do to me? Am I delusional? Is this some kind of trick? Or a dream, I hadn't had one in quite a while, especially not so utterly strange and unnerving ( never before had any of my characters ever sexually harassed me, well except for maybe Trowa, but he isn't really a character of imagination now is he?) I stared on as the two took to bickering again. Enough of this, I wanted out, I needed answers. I wanted the bed I had chosen back at the base. And even more, I wanted my head to stop pounding. I stood then and with all my might shouted at the both of them. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!!!" My voice rang in the clearing for a minute as the duo stopped bickering. Both had fisted there hands in each others clothing and were almost nose to nose. The girl looked a little shocked, and then annoyance took over her face. Her brother mirrored the effect and suddenly they turned to each other shouting. "YOU MEAN HE DOESN'T KNOW!"
AN: Yay! I finally got this done! Whoopee!! Now all you guys have to do is sit back and relax. I believe I'm on a roll! And don't worry, I'll be writing on the way to and from Mexico so I'll be getting a lot of stuff done! Ja Ne!