Okay. . . (sneaks onto the stage) Yes, I know I've been absent for. . . about a year now. . . But! I am going to try to update more! Really soon! And I have a oneshot in the works. . . if I can ever work everything out. . . It'll work, eventually.

Disclaimer: No. . . I still don't own any of these characters. Asking the same question multiple times doesn't often change the answer, yo. Oh, and I need a new name other than "Casadrat" – the word actually belongs to Zapenstap (also on So. . . this'll probably all be edited at some point soon, with a NEW nickname for me. Eventually.(sweatdrop) Eh, I'll just make it Taser for now.

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Fury waved her hands over her head, trying to dry her fingernail paint of ox blood and snake venom, as she screamed along with a System of a Down song.

As much as Deja liked the music, the whole "snake venom" thing kind of freaked her out (not the blood, of course – she was a former soldier, now a cop). Continuing down the hall, she found a room where her cousin, Kida, was using real nail polish and listening to Linkin Park. Deja smiled – more to her liking.

Seeing that the story had not been chaotic enough thus far, a mischievous teen named Paul decided to moon the readers.

That done, Taser booted him out of the story.

"That. . . was very disturbing," Telemachus Rhade and Snowraven Bloodfeather said at the same time.

"Yup – wanna talk about it?" asked Goth.

Telemachus looked at him. "Don't you say anything else?"

"Not really. Wanna talk about it?"

"Shut up, we can't hear 'Crawling'!" yelled Kida and Deja.

All others in the area scowled and moved elsewhere.

"Grumpy," muttered Snowraven.

Goth nodded. "Wanna talk about it?"

"No."

"HEY!" screeched a loud voice. To everyone's surprise, Lana stood there, looking completely psychotic.

"WOW!" She zoomed up to Telemachus. "He IS hot!"

Telemachus stared at her, appalled.

Harper pouted and went back to tinkering with his electron illuminators.

"Awwww, and this one's soooo cuuuute!" Lana squealed, going over to him.

Harper raised an eyebrow. "Not the reaction I was hoping for, but a reaction, nonetheless."

"Awwwww, how cute, you're playing with a flashlight!" Lana cooed. "Do you need help putting the batteries in?"

"It's an electron illuminator! AN ELECTRON ILLUMINATOR!" Harper exploded. "And NO, I do NOT need your STUPID HELP, seeing as I've built and fixed much more superior astronautical devices, such as a bridge across time!

Lana sniffed. "You don't have to be so mean, you. . . you. . . you meanie-head!"

"I've heard better come-backs from a – " Harper caught a dirty look from Telemachus. "A, er, Magog!"

"Wait a minute," Quatre interjected. "A bridge across time? Like, a time machine?"

Harper frowned and rolled his eyes. "Noooo, as in an actual, physical bridge that linked times."

"That's impossible!"

"Not it's not, I did it! . . . even though it only lasted for a day, since it relied on the orbit of the moon. . ."

"Gah!" Quatre slapped his hands over his ears. "Fine! Where is it, then?"

Harper's face grew long and sad. "We had to destroy it."

Telemachus looked at him oddly. "You really liked that thing, didn't you?"

"Yeah. . ."

"You 'destroyed' it," Quatre said dryly. "How convenient. So you still have no evidence – "

"We have credible witnesses!" Harper exclaimed.

"The ones who survived. . ." Rhade muttered.

Harper shot him a look. "I built it – "

"I built it," Rhade said darkly. "You couldn't lift the parts."

Another look. "We built it," Harper amended, and continued, "Rommie and Captain Hunt saw it, too. Heck, they're the ones that blew it up!"

"Not this again," Dylan Hunt groaned, covering his eyes with his hands.

Taking one look at him, Rommie said, "It's times like these that I wish Harper programmed me with a camera."

Hunt frowned. Rhade frowned.

Harper grinned. "That's a great idea! That'll be my next project!"

"Yeah, sure," Hunt said sarcastically. "Right after you finish upgrading the engine."

"And restoring some of the ship's lost data," Rommie added.

"Redecorating the Maru," came from Beka.

"Replacing my plant!" called an angry-sounding Trance.

"Oh, and you were going to make the targeting lock faster," Rhade reminded the short blonde.

Harper groaned and shook his head. Then seeing that his crewmates' expectant looks remained, he sighed and mumbled, "Alright, I'll get on it. . ."

"Good!" exclaimed Hunt, pleased. "No more procrastinating!"

". . .first thing tomorrow."

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Okay, not the best chapter for While You're On Holiday, I suppose. . . it mostly concentrated on Andromeda. . . Anyway, it's still an update! I found it handwritten in one of my notebooks, looks like I was actually making an effort for my readers. Since it looked a couple months old. . . heheheh.

Thanks to Lana, who is here under the pen-name Rose-of-Versailles.

Oh, and to Andromeda fans - did I spell the name of Beka's ship right? They always change the pronunciation throughout the series - please tell me, so I can fix it if it's wrong. Arigatou!

Thanks for reading, I'll try to update my other stories &put up my new one ASAP!

(the new) Taser :P