-1A Destiny I Never Wanted
By Tenchi Malfoy
Disclaimer: Obviously, the things you recognize are not mine or I would be rich! Well the only thing that is mine is a few select characters and mannerisms as well as the plot to the story.
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Chapter 8: The Beginning of a Very Long Day
Red hair and light blue eyes filled his dreams but he was brought out of them by a wet thing on his face. It tickled sort of, whatever it was, it was like sandpaper. Subconsciously he leaned into the touch but as he did so, it stopped. Opening his eyes, he stared into almost identical green eyes, except these were a dark forest green.
He groaned and pushed the twenty pound cat off of him, wiping his face as he did so. Riddle jumped off his bed and waited impatiently on the ground for him. Harry looked over at the Wizarding clock in his room and took notice that it was 6:00 in the morning. He yawned and stretched widely as he pulled off the silken comforter.
He rolled out of bed and headed for the shower and started it before he relieved himself. Riddle tried to follow him but Harry shut the door on the cat's face. He quickly took a shower and with a towel around himself he walked out of his bathroom.
"Riddle!" Harry yelled as he saw the cat using the bathroom on his dresser. The cat looked up at him innocently and finished his business before curling up at the end of his bed. Harry shook his head as he muttered about insane black cats with horrible green eyes.
He went to his closet and grabbed a pair of shorts and a plain white shirt. With an evil expression plastered on his face, he walked out of the closet. Riddle opened his eyes lazily at Harry walking back into the room. The small cat let out a big yawn, revealing two rows of shiny and rather pointy teeth.
"Riddle, I hate to tell you this but you will not lie on my bed if you are going to smell like that," Harry spoke to the small nundu who seemed too snuggled even deeper into his bed. With the smile still on his face, he walked over to the cat and picked him up easily. Walking toward the bathroom, he started the water once more but this time he plugged the bottom up.
Riddle seemed to watch curiously at the water as it rose up to a foot before Harry turned the faucet off. Lifting Riddle up and placing him back down inside the tub, Harry smiled from enjoyment. He made sure the water was neither cold nor hot but rather a warm, soothing temperature.
"This Riddle is called a bath which you are in dire need of," Harry told the cat as he watched for Riddle's reaction toward the water. Riddle though seemed to be enjoying him immensely as he jumped up and down in the water, successfully spraying Harry with a load of water.
Harry grimaced at the cat as he stopped him from jumping once again with a strict look toward the cat. Riddle seemed to be dying to jump once again but it also seemed Riddle wanted to obey his master even more.
Taking some shampoo and soaping Riddle up to look like an electrified poodle which he took great pleasure in doing. Harry washed the small nundu up and then left the kitten to play around for a few minutes. Coming back with a fresh towel and his tennis shoes tied tightly to his feet, Harry took the cat out of the now almost empty tub. Cleaning up mess a few well placed towels, Harry left the bathroom.
Setting Riddle down on the ground, he quickly dried off the cat with a simple drying charm. He needed to go on his run before the others woke up and that meant he had to leave now. Walking out of his room, he took notice that Riddle slowing followed him.
"Riddle you cannot come with me," Harry said as he felt sort of bad for having to leave the cat. Harry started walking again but Riddle stubbornly followed him, this time he was right by Harry's side. "Fine suit yourself, but no chasing the Pegasus or you go back inside," Harry said sternly as he wagged his finger at the Nundu who looked at him almost mockingly.
Harry quietly walked down the stairs but when Riddle started growling at the sound of a toilet flushing, he picked up Riddle and ran silently down the rest of the stairs and out the back double-doors. He had never been in the backyard before now and was surprised by the beauty that surrounded the ancient place.
There was a small hill with white flowers still blooming from spring and the sun was steadily rising from behind the hill. The first streaks of sunshine shined down upon him and he bathed in the warmness. In the distance he saw the Pegasus that Cyzelena always seemed to be running around with. They were doing their early grazing; Harry could see even a few flying in the air. Forests lay to the sides of him and past the Pegasus they connected. A lone tree stood proudly up top the hill and down on the other side, Harry could see the edge of the lake that his other self had thrown Rico into.
Feeling Riddle get impatient with him standing still, Harry put the wiggling Nundu down. Looking around he thought that the place he was at was a good enough place to start running. He would run around the perimeter around the forest as many times as he could.
This soon turned out to be more then he could take on his first time. As he neared a quarter ways around the forest, he was gasping for breath and pains were stabbing his abdomen. He stopped and walked to a nearby lake to drink some water, which he was in dire need of.
Bending down to cup some water and bringing it to his mouth, he drank the water selfishly. After his first handful he lifted his head and listened, there was something in the distance that sounded oddly familiar. Looking around he seen the Pegasus still grazing and a few stag lay in the forest, watching him almost anxiously. His ear twitched as he heard the noise once again, and felt something brush against his leg.
Jumping back instinctively he let out a large breath at the innocent looking face of Riddle. Glaring at the cat he bent back down but almost immediately he was standing erect again. This time he scanned the forest and noticed the stags no longer lay there and he could see a bush at the edge of the forest and it was moving.
Looking back at Riddle who was drinking up some water as well, he saw Riddle's ears stand on end but the cat seemed to either ignore the sound or Riddle didn't really care. Harry turned his head back toward the bush that was still moving and slowly looked around for anyone watching. With reassurance that he was sort of alone, he started to walk quietly toward the moving bush.
Creeping along the smooth grass he made his way toward the gentle noise he heard. It sounded nether threatening nor dangerous but he still was curious as to why it seemed so familiar. Coming up rather close to the object in question he stopped and listened intent on figuring out this sound.
"Yes come closer human, I just want a small taste of your flesh," Harry heard clearly from the bush and watched as a snake slithered out of his confined space and into the grass by Harry's feet. Harry watched as the snake came up and started swaying in a memorizing way but just as it was about to strike, Harry remembered that he actually understood the snake.
"Wait!" Harry hissed loudly at the snake that seemed to freeze right in front of Harry's face. The black scales of the snake contrasted greatly with the green grass and soon felt Riddle's breath on the back of his legs.
"You speak human?" hissed the snake not really expecting an answer as he eye Riddle cautiously, recognizing exactly what the said animal was.
"Yes but I don't understand how I could…" Harry trailed off as he pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh of confusion. The snake though seemed it wasn't listening because Riddle seemed to be eyeing the snake instinctively like a predator would its prey.
"I must leave you now human-speaker but we shall meet again," hissed the snake wisely as he slithered back in the forest, his dark eyes still looking back ever so often to make sure Riddle wasn't following him.
"Wait, what's your name?" Harry yelled toward the retreating back of the snake that promptly turned around in a swift motion.
"Satire," hissed the snake back and with that he disappeared into the brush of the forest and out of Harry's sight. Turning back toward the small Nundu who still had his eyes positioned toward the forest. Picking up the small cat into his arms, he carried her back to the lake.
He took a few more handfuls of water and dispensed them into his mouth. Feeling refreshed he waited as Riddle finished drinking once more. Looking down at his wizard watch it read 7:24, he had a few more hours until the others would awake. Swiveling his eyes back toward Riddle, he noticed the cat was looking at him expectantly.
It then hit Harry that he hadn't fed Riddle for awhile and he was probably hungry. Since he didn't want to walk all the way back to his house, he did the first thing that came to mind, even though he felt bad about doing so.
"Trebel," Harry called out into the distance toward his home, hearing the familiar noise of Trebel appearing he smiled wistfully. Trebel seemed to wide awake as he looked up to his master who seemed quite happy to see him.
"What can Trebel help you with sir?" asked Trebel with a bright smile on his face, making it go a bit sideways which made Harry chuckle a bit.
"I was wondering if you could take Riddle with you and feed him his bottle, please?" asked Harry with a pleading expression at the small house-elf.
"It would be my pleasure to do such an honor sir," answered Trebel with a small bow as he picked up the reluctant cat but hunger overruled and Riddle let another handle him, just this once. Harry smiled as he saw the two disappear with a snap and looked out into the distance once more.
With that he began his run once more and thinking about his new life. He had to stop a few more times to catch his breath but he eventually made it around once. His body was definitely not in any physical shape whatsoever. Taking a few more deep breaths before walking quietly back into the house. He smelled some breakfast cooking from the kitchen and slowly crept up the stairs trying to resist the urge to go straight to the kitchen to eat.
His smell though absolutely reeked of sweat and his hair was all wet with perspiration. Walking into his room and shutting the door quietly behind him, aware of his sister sleeping close to him. He headed once more to the bathroom to take another shower. Harry soon finished cleaning his body and walked out of the bathroom smelling a lot fresher then he did when he walked in.
Walking once more into his closet picking out a pair of jeans, a nice white collared shirt and a pair of fresh knickers, he quickly got dressed. He yawned widely as he walked back out of the closet and had to step back a step when he was hit full force in the stomach by something with sharp claws.
"Riddle it's nice to see you too but could you get off?" asked Harry with a strained smile on his face as he looked down at the nundu accusingly. The cat slowly loosened his grip on Harry which he was very grateful for. Straightening his jeans back out he picked Riddle up and went to the bathroom to fix his hair.
Setting Riddle in the sink, Harry combed his hair around and satisfied with the mess he grabbed Riddle and walked back out. Before leaving he grabbed a simple gold bracelet from his box and left the room. Heading out of his room, he was once more knocked full forced, this time though it made him double over in pain.
"Oh! Sorry Master Harry, Trebel was just looking for Riddle who ran off in search of Master Harry and Trebel…" the house-elf trailed off muttering to himself as he hit his head multiple times before Harry could distinguish what Trebel had actually said.
"Trebel stop it, I assure you that I am alright, now how about you go and take the day off?" suggested Harry with a smile toward the still horrified elf.
"Master Harry but I cannot, tis not right for me to do so," Trebel squeaked as he shook his head repeatedly.
"You will and you will enjoy it or I will be very, very unhappy with you," Harry said with a stern look on his face.
"If Master wishes Trebel to do so then Trebel will do so," Trebel said as a small smile crept on to his greenish face.
"That I do Trebel, you deserve it after all," said Harry thoughtfully as he set Riddle down on the floor. "So how do I look?" asked Harry with a blush as he amusedly turned around.
"Most impressive sir," answered Trebel with an enthusiastic nod that made his ears flip flap back and forth.
"Thank you Trebel, you don't look to shabby yourself," spoke the black haired boy as he straightened Trebel's clothing. The house-elf beamed and with a smile he left Harry's presence to have the day off.
Harry stood there for a minute with a silly smile on his face before walking down the stairs and toward the kitchen with Riddle on his heels. There was a cry from the other room and before his mother could stop the wonderful cooking that was going on in the other room, he yelled.
"I got it mum!" yelled Harry just loud enough so his mum could hear it in the other room. His mom didn't answer but he knew that she had heard him, with that he went to Zykye's room. "Don't cry Zykye, big brother is here to do whatever a mom does," Harry chuckled at the last part as in reality he had never dealt with a small kid before.
Looking down into the crib he smiled at the sight of his little brother with locks of black hair spread around his head like a halo. His brother seemed to be blessed with his mother's hair texture because Zykye's black hair lay flat on his head. Picking the child up and rocking him in his arms, he gently sung to him. It was a lullaby he vaguely remembered he once before.
Looking around the room, he spotted Riddle who seemed to be looking at Zykye jealously. Harry held in a chuckle at that and cuddled the small kid closer to his chest, successfully making the cat start hissing at him menacingly. Shaking his head at the cat he looked back down at his brother who was now wide awake. Dark hazel eyes looked up at him curiously as the boy let out a wide yawn.
Harry hadn't seen much of Zykye as of yet, most of the time the child was down for a nap. The kid looked no older then 4 and seemed rather calm as he stared blinkingly up at Harry. Curious brown eyes looked around the room; the child still seemed half asleep as he gazed at the cat who was still hissing.
"Where is mum?" asked Zykye in a small voice as he returned his eyes to Harry. Harry almost jumped from the sudden noise but held it in and answered Zykye's question.
"She is in cooking breakfast, are you hungry?" asked Harry with his eyebrows knitted together in concern for his brother.
"What is she cooking?" asked the boy as he untangled himself from Harry who was reluctant to let the boy go.
"Let's go see, shall we?" Harry said as he got up from where he had sat down and grabbed the child's hand. He realized the child was a lot bigger then he looked in the picture but why was he still in a crib?
"Come here Riddle," called Harry as he took pity on the jealous cat and pulled him up into his arms. The cat seemed to hold onto Harry for dear life, Riddle snuggled into Harry's arms.
Walking into the kitchen he smiled at the sight of his mum sitting down in a chair by the table, swishing her wand back and forth lazily. At the sight of her two boys she smiled which turned a bit strained at the sight of Riddle who seemed to glare at the lady.
"Ah Harry your awake and so is Zykye good now if we could only get the others up. They seem to have got your fathers gene when it comes to waking up," laughed Lily as she got up to prepare some plates of food for her children. She still preferred to do something that old fashion muggle way.
"No eggs mum!" shouted Zykye as he went to take as seat at the kitchen table. Harry sat down as well, with Riddle once again in his lap.
"I know dear and no waffles for you right Harry?" asked Lily as she set down two plates in front of the boys. Harry looked bewildered at Lily who then turned confused at the way Harry was looking. "Is something wrong dear?" prompted Lily with concern lacing her voice thickly.
"If you don't mind mum, I would enjoy it if I did have some waffles," Harry said as he wondered how his other could possibly not like waffles. He wondered if that sounded a bit rude but he did really want some waffles, that run had made him rather hungry.
"I don't mind at all dear, you know when I was a young girl I used to hate onions but now I love them!" Lily said as she laughed at the memory of her mother asking why she was eating one raw.
"You still are young mum," said Zykye sweetly from his seat which he received a smile and his hair being ruffled by his mum.
Harry soon had his waffles which he ate hastily as he watched his father come tiredly into the kitchen. He didn't say a word as he sat down at the table and was handed the Daily Prophet courtesy of Lily. Slowly the two figures of his brother and sister trudged into the kitchen and were handed food as well. Not liking the silence that seemed to rather normal at the table Harry tried to start a conversation.
"So Rico are you excited about your party today?" asked Harry as he lifted some sausage into his mouth. Everyone stopped eating and the newspaper lowered as they looked at Harry, all with raised eyebrows.
"It should be nice," Rico answered after a minute of staring at his older brother. "After all eight it a nice age to be or so Jenny told me," added Rico as his mother joined the table to eat her food as well.
"So I heard you like this Jenny girl, is it true?" asked Harry which caused a whole argument to arouse. One which Rico was the major blusher and James teased him unmercifully.
Breakfast was soon over with a few laughs and Lily quickly magic the dishes clean with a sweep of her wand. She ordered Rico, Cyzelena and Zykye to go and get dressed as they were still dressed in their pajamas. James had to go and pick up a few last gifts from Remus's house, where he had hidden them. Lily was still sitting down at the table looking over an article about St. Mungo's in the Daily Prophet and Harry was sitting at the table as well.
"Mum in the painting by the front entrance um why does everyone look so much…younger?" asked Harry as he couldn't find the word he wanted to use. His mum looked up from the paper before looking back down and giving her answer.
"I keep on telling your father that we need to get a new one but he insists that we look the same as we did two and a half years ago," muttered Lily as she shook her head at her husband's stubbornness but at least now she had someone who thought the same thing.
"Oh so when is Zykye going to get a bed?" spoke Harry trying to hide the real question, why is Zykye still in a crib? This time Lily looked up with a confused expression on her face before it turned to realization.
"Darling haven't you seen Zykye's new room? I guess not but he is as stubborn as your father and throws a fit every time I tell him to go take a nap in his bed not the old crib!" exclaimed Lily with exasperation shining through clearly as she stood up and gestured for Harry to follow her.
Going out of the kitchen and through the living and pass the library to a door he hadn't noticed before. Still holding the now sleeping Riddle, he waited as his mother opened the dark mahogany door. Walking in he smiled at the room, which seemed to resemble his brother to the core.
The walls were adorned with an animated ocean and the sun setting over head of his bed which was a dark mahogany with a matching comforter. Black pillows adorned the bed and two nightstands stood on either side. A toy trunk was off to the side filled to the brim with balls and trucks. A few bears sat upon a dark colored dresser and a door that obviously led to a bathroom was on the right while a door to a closet was on the left. It was a nice sized room, not quite as big as his room but it was perfect for the four year old boy.
"Isn't wonderful, your father finished it a week ago," marveled Lily as she looked at her son who nodded. Harry was about to say something when a loud ding vibrated the room. "Oh somebody must be flooing in, probably Draco and Narcissa," assured Harry with a pat to his shoulder as she walked back out of the room. With one last look at the room, he went after his mum.
Catching up to her in the kitchen, he followed his mum to the Floo room. It was still ringing and nobody had accepted the call yet. He waited patiently as his mum pushed a button that was next to the large fireplace.
Upon pushing the said object, two people flooed out of the fireplace gracefully. A tall blonde haired woman with icy blue eyes and a boy with platinum blonde hair and cold gray eyes. The two wore the same expression a sneer at the dust that now stuck to their clothes. With another push of the button, the dust was magically sucked off the Malfoy's clothing.
Narcissa was wearing a nice summer dress with an open silver robe that hung lightly off her tall figure. Draco was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that had the Malfoy crest on it. Two swords stood majestically connecting at the top with a large M in the middle and snakes were slithering around at the bottom.
"Narcissa and Draco how nice of you to join us, the other guests will be hear within the hour," said Lily with a smile on her face as she ushered Mrs. Malfoy into the living room so they could talk over tea and biscuits.
That left the two boys alone in the floo room, both staring at one another. Draco's eyes flickered to Riddle who was now awake from the sound of the ringing that had came from the floo. Harry gestured with a wave of his hand for Draco to follow him, over into the family room.
The family room held two couches and a lounge chair the color of Gryffindor red. A table sat in between of the two couches and a fireplace to the side of the table. A painting of a woman who smiled at them as they walked in stood over the mantle. Harry quickly positioned him at the end of one couch and put his feet on top of the table as he stoked Riddle's fur. Draco watched him and Riddle for a moment before sitting down on the other couch.
"Harry, is this the devil you owled me about?" asked Draco with a smirk at Riddle who seemed to just ignore the blonde haired boy.
"Of course, I named him Riddle by the way," answered Harry with a smirk of his own as he continued stroking Riddle who loved the extra attention.
"Riddle? Dirty muggle name if you ask me," remarked Draco with a sigh as if the topic bored him.
"Well I didn't, so you excited about going to Hogwarts?" asked Harry as he truly wanted to know exactly how Draco had felt about going there the first time.
"With Dumbledore watching our every move I doubt it but mother wouldn't allow me to attend Durmstrang," said Draco with a scowl on his face as he closed his eyes and lied across the couch.
"Dumbledore will be attending the party today," announced Harry amused as he smirked once again at the boy who missed the expression.
"I know mother told me such," commented Draco as he stretched and opened his eyes lazily toward an amused Harry. "What are you smirking at?" asked Draco somewhat interested.
"Nothing Draco so how is your father doing?" asked Harry greedy for any information on the said person.
"Oh he just made a generous contribution to Hogwarts, you know how he is," answered Draco with a roll of his eyes. Harry smiled at that, something's never change. "Bridgette seems to be quite happy about me leaving for Hogwarts but you know how she is," added Draco with a shake of his head.
"Bridgette?" asked Harry confused; he didn't know anyone with that name. He felt weird as he raised an inquiring eyebrow toward Draco who let out a soft chuckle.
"Look mate, I know you tried to forget that I even have a sister after what happened but it was a long time ago, get over it!" said Draco as he shook his head amusedly at the black haired boy who had to control both of his eyebrows from shooting up at the last statement.
Malfoy had a sister? Why didn't he have a sister in his world? He was really confused, there was a Ginny but there was also a Jenny now. Plus there was two Malfoy and one was his best friend and the other had done something a while back. Could life ever be normal for him?
Harry was about to answer when the door to the room was open gently and in walked a man. Long white hair adorned the man heads and a matching beard that could be tucked into his belt. Light blue eyes that twinkled like a new snowflake and a pair of half moon glasses sat on a crooked nose. Albus Dumbledore looked exactly as Harry remembered him before he was murdered.
"Ah there you are Harry and young Malfoy, haven't had the pleasure of yet to thank your father for his donation to the school," came Dumbledore's old yet wise voice. The tall and old man walked over and sat gracefully into the lounge chair but did not lean back.
"Professor Dumbledore how nice of you to join us, now what can we do for you?" asked Harry as he removed his feet from the table in a sweeping motion.
"That must be Riddle, such beautiful creatures nundu's are," remarked Dumbledore his twinkle ever brighter. "Hagrid would be delighted at such a rare creature," added Dumbledore with a soft chuckle at the thought. Harry nodded at the remark and admitted to himself that he hadn't even thought about Hagrid since he came here. It would be good to see the old chap.
"Professor were you in need of something?" asked Draco as he steadily got impatient at the intrusion to their conversation.
"Ah yes, alas I was wondering if I could have a private moment with Mr. Potter?" suggested Dumbledore with a delicate smile at the Malfoy heir. Draco looked even more annoyed at the comment but nodded nonetheless as his mother was here and he was to respect all the influential wizards at the party.
The moment Draco shut the door and uncomfortable silence settled over the room. Dumbledore watched Harry who was looking at Riddle knowing that such person was watching him. Hearing a sigh he looked up into twinkling blue eyes that shed power and wisdom that filled Harry's soul with images of his death.
"Harry my boy so I hear you had an interesting dinner yesterday," started Dumbledore as he stood up and went to stand by the fireplace that had a few flickering flames alight inside. "Your parents were quite worrisome about the incident, taking into account that just a few weeks ago I informed them you were not capable of doing magic," said the old wizard as he stroked his beard sadly. Harry didn't know how to respond to such a comment so he kept quiet and listened to Dumbledore who went on.
"It was quite a shock to me when I heard such a statement and at first I neither believed nor disbelieved. When I had first come to the conclusion to you being a squib I thought it much possible as sometimes when two powerful magical people have a baby there is a fifty percent chance that the first born will be non magical," finished Dumbledore with a sigh and a long glance toward the said Potter who looked impassive.
"Professor," started Harry after a minute, "I assure you I am capable of magic," answered Harry simply. Dumbledore nodded subconsciously at the assurance but he still seemed a bit unsure.
"It was as if I never quite doubted it but the test said you hadn't a drop of magic in you," muttered Dumbledore with a hint of impatience toward himself. "I always thought you would either be powerful or not magical at all," sighed Dumbledore as he started pacing back and forth passed Harry who was now standing as well, looking quite small next to the tall Dumbledore.
"Sir you shouldn't worry about such insignificant problems," said Harry with a light chuckle. "Come let us go and enjoy Rico's party shall we?" suggested Harry with a ghostly smile on his face as he looked upon his once-time mentor.
Dumbledore stopped pacing and looked up at the Potter boy. Harry got unnerved by those blue eyes that while they twinkled, they still looked as if they could see right passes his mask. The next moment he heard a whistle of cloak and the Professor was alongside him looking down.
"That will prove to be a delight," answered Dumbledore with a grandfatherly ruffle of Harry's untidy hair. "By the way would you like a lemon drop?" asked Dumbledore as he pulled a bag of familiar muggle sweets from within his robes.
Harry just smiled and chuckled lightly at the man and quietly started walking away, leaving behind a confused yet still jolly old man. Harry came to a conclusion no mater what world you were in, something's like lemon drops and malicious sneers never change.
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AN: So there is the new chapter and I hope you all like it. The chapter got really long and if I didn't cut the day in half the chapter probably wouldn't have been up for a few days at the least. I had a lot of fun with this chapter and was very pleased by the amount of reviews I received. I wanted to thank everyone once again for their amazing support. You don't even understand how happy it makes me when I see one person review, I am embarrassed to say it but I squeal every time! Anyways let me thank those of you who reviewed by anonymous.
ME, thank you so much and I plan to keep it up! PETITES SORCIERE, first let me thank you for using English, it makes it a lot easier on me! The house will remain a mystery but let me tell you I have finally come to a decision that I am very happy about. I have planned for the last couple of days and have about ten pages of notes on the house I have chosen. At the moment I don't know about the horcruxes but I will be sure to think of it soon! JANI, I cannot answer any of them because it would give away part of the plot. Anyways Draco was his best friend question is will he and the new Harry stay that way. NIKKI, yes he does have a lot of bravery but he has a lot of other things as well that must be taken into account.
Well once again let me thank you all for the reviews and answering to my questions. Let me take a moment to think up a new one. Alright I took my two second now let me ask you this because I had a bit of trouble portraying such a character and was wondering how you though I did.
Question: What did you think of Dumbledore?
Well there is the new question and the rest of Rico's birthday will be up sometime in the next weekend, hopefully before Christmas. I will hopefully see you all very soon! If I don't then I want to wish you all a HAPPY CHRISTMAS! See you guys later and take care.
Much love,
Tenchi Malfoy