Life was determined to kick her in the face repeatedly, throwing every possible curveball to make everything far more difficult than it had to be.

First, a blue hedgehog appeared out of nowhere and attempted to liberate one of the factories under her watch.

Second, power limiters were stolen right from under her nose from one of her most important facilities.

Third, Miles had gotten her case and given her a week deadline to deal with the aforementioned troublemakers.

Fourth, as if she didn't have enough problems to deal with - she had been informed, rather abruptly, that her city was supposed to be hosting the Empire's Anniversary Celebration. They had only given four days to prepare, and one of those days was already done!

Unfortunately - there was about to be a fifth problem thrown her way.

"Guys, we're on a timer here. With those pathetic looks on your faces - you failed, so keep your report on what happened concise so we can finish before those robots come back-" Miles had 'gifted' her some robots that constantly stood in front of the door to her house. She knew better to think he had been thoughtful and was giving them as some sort of bodyguard. No, they were there to spy - find out who was getting in and out of Amy's home.

However, they were still designed to follow orders. Amy had commanded them to go off and investigate some suspicious reports that didn't exist in a nearby clothes factory. She needed them out of the way so she could talk with her mercenaries.

"Amy, I promise I'm not pulling your leg here, but the story- it's- bizarre!" Vector immediately explained. Amy turned her head to the side and scoffed impatiently.

"We had located their base of operations." Espio added on. "We were getting ready to kill them off but then there was this... strange mobian-"

Before Amy could brush that off, Vector made sure the Chaotix could finish their explanation first. "Yeah! I don't even know what species he was! Some red... weird porcupine? He had spikes on his hand? And that isn't even the strangest part!"

"He attacked us in a strange way... we suddenly felt as though our veins... were on fire." Espio was careful to try and explain the feeling as best he could. "And we could see them glowing green through our skin... we were unable to move."

"It was agony!" Vector insisted, and somehow Amy knew it to be genuine. "We could do nothing but retreat!"

Amy leaned over the kitchen table, placing her head in her hands and letting out a low groan. "You can't be... you can't be serious. I don't need this too-"

"We're sorry, Amy! We really are!" The hedgehog caught a momentary glimpse of Vector's piteous gaze. "We're going to get out there again as soon as possible and finish the job-"

"I have until Monday." Amy stressed. "Today is Tuesday! So not including today - I have 5 days to have those rebels killed! And in the middle of all that, I have a stupid anniversary festival to host in my city AT THE LAST NOTICE!" She ran out of breath after yelling, her voice having cracked unsteadily through the rant. It couldn't end for her like this, not after everything she'd been through. The hedgehog, staring up at Vector and praying he didn't notice her eyes tearing up, tried to make her voice as steady as possible. "I don't care how you do it, all I need are results."

"With all due respect, lass-" A voice she was much less familiar with cut in. "I'm a little confused as to why you're hiring mercenaries like us to do this job - don't you have robots that are supposed to do this shit for you?" The purple weasel with a cowboy hat leaned against her kitchen fridge, narrowing his eyes at her.

That would be the ideal situation, wouldn't it? "I don't have robots strong enough to take on people like them... and the Empire are keeping me so busy that I don't even have time to do the task they want me to-!"

"Sounds like you're being set up to fail then-" He remarked off handedly, but it set off a spark of rage within her.

"I know what they're doing! I know! They don't trust me - so they're giving me an impossible task so that they have an excuse to kill me when I fail at it! I know!" She panted.

"Or-" The tiny green duck standing next to the weasel spoke up, interrupting what was very close to turning into a meltdown. "Killing them isn't as hard as you think and you're just really bad at your job-"

Espio bent down to clasp the duck's beak shut.

"Ignore... him-" Vector sighed with embarrassment. "We're working with these guys while we have this assignment, they're good killers - you know?" It was a feeble attempt to soothe her.

Amy gulped, finally standing herself up straight and addressing them one final time. She needed to make herself seem far more composed than she was if they were ever going to take her orders seriously and get the job done. She slowly approached Vector, getting as far up close into his face as her short height would allow. "Then if you guys are so good... then I want them dead. And if they aren't, and I'm being sentenced off to my execution - I'm dragging you all with me." She threatened in a quiet tone. "Are we clear?"

After a moment's pause, Vector hesitantly nodded. "Of course, ma'am."

She tilted her head towards the window. "Now get out of my house."

Leaving through the window was unconventional, but it was the only way they would be able to leave without being spotted by the new robots that were undoubtedly on their way back by now. The bear, weasel, and bird hopped out quickly, while Espio followed at his own pace. Vector took one last glance back at her, but as he was met with nothing but a cold stare - decided to shut his mouth that had opened slightly, and instead leave without another word.

They had to know she was bluffing, she didn't want anything to happen to them, she couldn't do that to the poor kid who they had at home.

With legs that suddenly felt weak and shaky, she practically fell into her kitchen chair. The clock that ticked on the wall was practically mocking and laughing at her with each passing second. It was counting down the day until her death, every single second. Tick. Tick. Tick.

She heard the door of her house open, and wore her best smile.

"How did the investigation go?" Amy got up from the chair and turned around, heading straight into the living room and meeting the two annoying bodyguard bots that had been a constant thorn in her side ever since Miles brought them over. You could tell they hadn't been made by Robotnik, Miles had a much sleeker way of designing his robots - less clunky exposed joints, and less dramatic colors. They were a plain shiny silver with a dark Robotnik logo on their chest.

"NO SUSPICIOUS ACTIVITIES." One of the two robots replied.

"Oh, well then that's great-"

"YOU HAVE GUESTS."

Shit.

"Ah. Well okay then, guess I should open the door for them-" She made sure to smile, showing her teeth. If Miles were truly spying on the other side of those glaring, red robotic eyes - then she needed to maintain standard Empire protocol.

Always smile. You had no reason not to. Life was just so wonderful with Robotnik in charge.

As she made the short walk to her door, the robots falling in behind her, she breathed in slowly. There were so many faces she didn't want to see today, but she mentally prepared herself for the worst - because when did things ever go her way? The handle clicked and she was immediately able to relax her tense shoulders.

"Hello, Egg Boss Rose." Wave, member of the Babylon Rogues, gave her a bow - and Storm replicated the gesture. Jet did nothing of the sort, standing in the middle of them and instead choosing to yawn silently. "We are here to check in." The swallow added, her grin wide.

"Ah, yes!" Amy kept up the positive spirit. "Prower Bot - please update the systems and the higher ups know that the Babylon Rouges have found their way here."

One of the machines made beeping noises in acknowledgement.

"I have to say, it's a tremendous honor that Robotnik has granted us to be performing at the anniversary festival! He has done so much for our careers, propelling us to a level of stardom that we could have never have dreamed of if it weren't for him!"

It was another part of standard protocol, always make sure you praised the Emperor in any way you could, at any possible opportunity. It was quite ridiculous really - surely Robotnik had to know that constantly keeping people smiling and singing his praises because a gun was being pointed at their heads, didn't mean their feelings towards him were actually authentic.

Yet, she supposed she had realised the strategy behind it - forcing people to repeat nonsense over and over until they finally begin to believe it. She had watched it happen slowly to several people that had risen to the top of his council. Those that started out as Robotnik's unwilling slaves, unafraid to shout their disapproval - until one day something snapped, and the Emperor became the best thing in the world to them.

It was selfish of her, but sometimes she did pray that her day to finally break would come - then doing her job wouldn't hurt so much.

"Not only has he helped develop our careers - he helped us develop as people! Enlightening us, challenging us to become more improved versions of ourselves - the best versions." Those words from Storm were far too articulate, this had definitely been rehearsed. It became even more evident when they both made a quick glance to their leader, as though it were some sort of cue.

However, as soon as Jet opened his mouth - the performance derailed. "Robotnik iiiiiis... sooooo... cool." Jet said in the most bored and tired tone possible, like he had forgotten his lines in a stage play and was now improvising on the spot, not caring about the result as long as he got the scene done. His slouched posture displaying clearly how much he didn't want to be there or saying any of these things. "I want him... toooooo... have my... babiiiiiieeees." He added in an obvious display of sarcasm.

Wave's face became red. "Oh! Haha! Oh Jet, what a silly kidder!" She forced herself to laugh despite being flustered. "You know him and his... bratty persona. He's always like this before a big race or a performance!" Her gaze desperately flitted between Amy and the bots standing behind her desperately in the hopes she convinced them.

Meanwhile, Jet did the same - but in a way that was apathetic, and almost challenging them, daring them to do anything about his disrespectful attitude.

How was she to respond to this in a manner that would end in no one getting hurt?

"The amount of effort you three put in to all the work you do is incredibly admirable, and no doubt a result of Robotnik's influence as he has encouraged everyone to push themselves to the limit. Jet's commitment to his persona is a show of dedication that would have only been inspired within him under our wonderful empire's influence!" Amy said finally, smiling brightly.

Yet another protocol - understand that all your achievements were a direct result of Robotnik, it had nothing to do with you.

"We were wondering Rose if perhaps we could have a look at where we'll be performing-" Wave began before being interrupted.

"Oh, look at that timing! I don't wish to be rude and hold up your conversation."

Amy wanted to crawl out of her skin, of course it was him. Dr Starline. He was a platypus with an incredible scientific mind, refined and acted more of a gentleman than most you found in Robotnik's council, and seemed to enjoy fashion to some degree. However, everything about him seemed fake - like he was desperately seeking approval more than anything else, especially when it came to Robotnik.

"Of course not, Dr Starline! You are always welcome. Let me get you registered-"

The robot was already on it, beeping as the information was updated. Both the Rogues and Starline were in Station Square, and Amy knew this was just the beginning.

"I'm one of the first few here." Starline observed, seeming pleased with himself. "Fitting seeing as I've completed all my assignments early." Everyone around him must have felt the pure smug energy pouring out of him. "Here before Miles, no less."

Starline seemed proud of this fact. Of course he would be, he was a participant in one of the most pathetic rivalries she had bared witness too. Starline and Miles were extremely devoted followers of Robotnik, and both geniuses - always looking to outdo each other and earn more approval from their Emperor. However, it was quite one-sided. Everyone but Starline seemed to know Miles was the favourite, as he was often the one by Robotnik's side. Amy had no doubt that Miles would only show up in Station Square when Robotnik did.

"You were showing the Babylon Rogues where they are to be performing?" Starline went on. "I would love to see it as well."

Now subjected to the fate of being a tour guide, she knew her cheek muscles weren't about to get a rest any time soon.


"You're such a good cook, Knuckles!" Tangle complimented, eagerly lapping up her bowl of vegetable curry.

"Vanilla helped." Knuckles mentioned, eating his own food at a much slower pace compared to the lemur. Cooking for a whole group of people was no easy task, so naturally Vanilla offered to help the echidna in these endeavours. Luckily he didn't seem to mind her presence too much, being the quiet and gentle soul she was.

"Well, this is your recipe isn't it?" Sonic interjected. "You can accept a compliment, dude." He said, lighthearted.

"Hm-" He let out, as if he wasn't really sure how to respond.

There was something about the whole scene that made Sonic feel right at ease. The three of them sat in their stone, cube shaped room - lit by a single lantern, sat on the floor and eating off a long rock that acted as a low table. However, making him feel warm was the presence of others. They weren't exactly the friends he was used to, but it was good company all the same.

"Where did you learn to cook like this?" Tangle then asked. Sonic really did appreciate her efforts to get Knuckles involved in the conversations despite his stand-offish nature.

"Old scriptures." Knuckles replied, a moment passed before Knuckles decided that needed some more elaboration. "Many documents were left behind my ancestors, traditional recipes were some of those."

"Huh, that's really cool!" Tangle beamed. "But I mean like- you're cool in general - powerful and mysterious!"

"I'm... not all that."

"Are you kidding?!" Tangle exclaimed. "Did you see what you did to those mercenaries. You were all like 'You better leave now binch!' and then you used your powers on them and they ran away because they were so scared! That's an incredible feat." She assured him.

"It was an improper use of my power." Knuckles spoke steadily.

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Sonic asked.

"The Master Emerald grants me the ability to use light chaos energy - the kind that heals and strengthens. And yet," Knuckles sighed. "I found some way to attack with it."

When he saw both Sonic and Tangle looking at him with confusion, he went on. "Every mobian has a small spark of chaos energy within them, and it manifests in the form of their unique ability-"

"Like my tail and Sonic's speed!" Tangle added enthusiastically, stretching her tail out and curling it around a few times for demonstration.

"Yes." Knuckles confirmed. "What I actually did was enhance the abilities of those mercenaries by making the spark of chaos energy within them stronger... but I purposefully made it far stronger than their bodies were able to handle, thus causing them all that pain."

"Oh wow-" Tangle blinked. "I would have never guessed-"

For Sonic, this brought up a multitude of questions in his head. "So, is chaos energy not something you use to attack?" He rose a brow.

"Dark chaos energy is what is used to cause physical harm to others - so projectiles essentially-"

"Like laser beams!" Tangle cut in enthusiastically again.

"Laser...?"

Tangle doing her best to explain what a laser was to Knuckles was a conversation that quickly faded into background noise.

Sonic reached for his cup of water and took a slow sip. Sonic thought back to all the times he went super with his friends, all the times that people like Shadow had used chaos energy. Had he... had he and his friends been using dark chaos energy this whole time? What a weird thing to think about, and once again - how come this Knuckles was happy to explain all this but his Knuckles had never explained it? Hell, the other timeline Knuckles didn't explain chaos energy at all - at times, it felt like Shadow was more knowledgeable on the topic than the guardian, but that wasn't a comment he'd ever make to the echidna's face.

"Do you ever use dark chaos energy?" Sonic then spoke up in the middle of the other two's conversation.

"... No. At least, I try to avoid it."

Sonic supposed that was somewhat consistent with the Knuckles he knew. The hedgehog knew full well that Knuckles had to be capable of using chaos energy like him and Shadow, if not more so - right? He was the guardian!

Yet it was odd that this Knuckles, who seemed much more in touch with the chaos energy side of himself, still refused to properly fight with it.

"Fair 'nough-" Sonic shrugged off, although he definitely had more things he wanted to ask.

"How boring."

The three of them looked to the entrance and saw Rouge leaning against the doorframe. "All the power in the world at your finger tips but nahhh, won't use it." She mocked him.

It was fascinating how no one had noticed her until now, she really was good at remaining undetected. She came over and sat opposite the trio on the floor, a piece of paper in hand.

"Finalized plans." She explained with a smirk, placing the paper on the table. "I've got it all figured out."

The three of them sat up straighter, obviously interested in what she had to say. This was supposedly the plan to end the tyrant once and for all... and Sonic couldn't help but doubt it. It was never that easy, not with Eggman. The man always had a trick up his sleeve.

"Eggman's Empire Anniversary Festival is in three days-"

"Yo, you said Eggman!" Tangle pointed at Rouge.

"I mean- it's catchier, flows on the tongue-" She acknowledged, and Sonic felt a smug sense of accomplishment.

"Anyways that isn't important-"

"Actually, if I may ask before we begin..." Tangle spoke up hesitantly. "The sudden move of the festival to be early and in Station Square... doesn't it feel like a deliberate attempt to lure us rebels out?"

"Oh, it absolutely is." Rouge agreed. "Which is exactly why this plan involves a staged attack to trick Eggman that his rebels have arrived to cause trouble, when in reality it will just be the distraction. Ugh, now I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start at the beginning- So, it's in three days - I have access to a general layout as to how it's going to go. The plan is simple in theory, but it all comes down to good execution, most importantly timing." She said. "Our first issue is infiltrating the festival itself - everyone needs an Empire ID to be given clearance to enter, we do not have those. I'm a criminal, Tangle lost hers ages ago, and Sonic has also been recently added to the wanted list for his actions in that factory. So needless to say, not only can we not get in - we have targets on our backs."

Sonic wondered how Rouge planned to overcome this.

"So we need to be clever with how we enter, just outside of the area that the festival will be held is the place where the parade floats are set up and start their journey through the roads of Station Square. Each float has a driver inside and a minimum of three dancers on top of the floats. When the last float is ready to leave, we attack the driver and dancers so we can knock them out of commission and steal the float."

You know, at least it wasn't murdering.

"Tangle, you'll be driving the float-"

"Yes!" Tangle fist pumped the air. "I've always wanted to do that!"

"That's an... interesting thing to have on your bucket list." Rouge remarked before moving on. "Sonic, Knuckles, and I will be the dancers. I do apologise, boys - but we have some rather stupid looking costumes to wear. We'll be dressed in Eggman costumes - which is basically like wearing a large egg." She explained with a grimace. "But at the very least they conceal our bodies entirely."

The idea of wearing an Eggman costume was weird, if not borderline creepy. Did people even dress up as real people? Cartoon characters sure, but the thought of wearing a whole Eggman bodysuit made him shudder. "Can't say I'm too enthused about that but go on, I'm assuming this plan goes somewhere." Sonic said. He took a moment to glance at Knuckles, who was intently listening.

"Right, so we're dancing on top of this float until the parade show goes on a quick half an hour break at 9pm, during this break, the dancers mingle in with the crowd as a supposed attempt to act like mascots to hype up the crowd. So now that we're finally inside the festival, we aren't going into the crowd at all - but rather getting into our positions. I will sneak off and get into a position behind Eggman and his followers here." She circled the map. "Sonic, this half an hour window is where the Babylon Rogues, famous extreme gear racers - will be putting on a performance of aerial tricks and colourful light trails. Your job is to get here-" She circled the map again near the centre of the square.

Sonic was a little stunned. He hadn't spoken to the Babylon Rogues in a while - they were arrogant as hell but Sonic did think they were capable of good, it was a shame they were with the Empire, but unfortunately not all that surprising.

"Allow for a few minutes of the performance to pass until you find a window of opportunity to attack their leader - Jet, he's a green hawk, you can't miss him. Make the attack look flashy as possible... but try not to hurt him too much, he's actually in on it-"

"What? The Babylon Rogues already know about this plan? Since when- since when were we even working with them?!" Tangle asked in utter disbelief.

"As I always say - I have my connections." Rouge smiled, but the bat's refusal to elaborate only made Tangle pout. This was also pretty surprising to Sonic, maybe it had something to do with the fact they were all thieves? No point in trying to figure it out though, he supposed, he just needed to know this plan. The hedgehog was surprising himself when he felt hesitance and even guilt to lay a hand on Jet, Sonic honestly didn't realise he cared for the green bird that much at all. Sonic would definitely be careful not to actually hurt him.

"Your attack is going to distract everyone, even if just for a moment - and that moment is precisely what I'm going to take advantage of, that's where I'll take the shot to land the killing blow on Eggman." She finally said. "Once that deed is done, everyone will be sent into panic mode - if I can kill anymore of Eggman's subordinates while I'm there, I will. Knuckles is there to help too. But largely I imagine what I'll need you to do Knuckles is warp me back to the square before his lackeys can do anything. I'll make a speech to the crowd, let them know Eggman is dead, and... well it's kind of vague from there but the people should rise against the remaining Egg Bosses and start to rebel across the world- Ideally. We'll cross that hurdle when we get there, we need to kill the man first." She huffed.

"What details am I forgetting... ah right! I want Knuckles and Tangle seeing Sonic to his spot, but I only want Knuckles to come find me. Tangle, you stay with Sonic and you'll act as a watcher to see if there are any anomalies, and you're also there for backup if shit goes south. Knuckles, you'll be doing the same but for me. Your warping will be essential in helping me get out of rough spots."

"So!" She clasped her hands together. "Any questions?"

Surprisingly, the plan was pretty simple to understand, but one thing did nag at him. "Are you sure the Babylon Rogues are trustworthy? You don't think they could have told Eggman about all this?"

"I'm sure they haven't." Rouge said. "They've got too much to lose, they're just as likely to be punished for the stuff they've done, believe me."

"Alright..." Sonic agreed, although a little uneasy. That was the only hiccup he saw in the plan, otherwise it should go pretty seamlessly. He knew how good Rouge was at staying hidden and stealthy - and really didn't expect there would be a problem for her to find the perfect spot to camp out until the moment to strike came.

It felt... almost too seamless, and he was just waiting for something to go wrong. Jeeze, since when did he become such a downer?

"I think... I think the plan makes sense!" Tangle agreed, a smile forming. "I think we can actually do this!"

Before Sonic gave his own opinion, he turned to Knuckles. Knuckles thought for a few moments before responding. "It appears to be feasible. I am a little worried as to what consequences will arise as the result of killing this... 'Eggman'. It sounds as the though the world will be in disarray. I feel as though we should plan more about that-"

"That is a problem for the future versions of ourselves to deal with." She cut him off. "What's important now is that we KILL this crazed madman and finally put an end to his dystopian rule!" Sonic noticed just how enthusiastic Rouge was, and eager. There was a hungry, bloodthirsty look in her wild eyes that he'd never seen before.

Knuckles slowly sighed. "The plan is fine enough, then. For what you want to achieve."

Sonic would be outvoted if he were disagree now, but even so - perhaps he didn't want to disagree. Perhaps he shouldn't underestimate Rouge's strategic skills, after all he could imagine the plan actually working. Either way, it was better than doing nothing at all, right? Sonic had no other alternatives to suggest.

"Alright, Rouge. We'll do it." Sonic said.


The sky was turning dark now, a rich navy blue decorated with the white sparkling stars. Sonic didn't think he could ever grow tired of seeing a beautiful night sky. The only reason he hadn't taken up stargazing was his inability to stay still and analyse the patterns or whatever- he much preferred a nighttime run instead.

"Hey, Knuckles!" Sonic called out from the boundary step, looking up at the echidna who was sat in front of the emerald. "I was wondering if you wanted to talk!"

"Is there something you require?" Knuckles asked.

"I mean, not particularly just- before I'm going to bed, I wanted to see you." They hadn't exchanged many words at dinner as Tangle carried a lot of the conversation. While he certainly appreciated her for that, Sonic did want some time to speak with Knuckles alone. "Just see how you are, you know?"

"I'm fine."

"Must be difficult." Sonic continued on. "Having all these people around after such long isolation." Sonic acknowledged with a small smile. "How has it been for you?" The hedgehog had noticed Knuckles more nervous nature and it made him feel worried - it wasn't like the echidna he knew before. Knuckles was always the type to stand proudly and confidently, unafraid to step up or voice his thoughts on anything if he felt it necessary. Sonic just hoped this Knuckles was okay.

"It's..." The echidna paused. "Well, it's been... taking some getting used to-"

"Kind of weird getting all these people at once on your doorstep, huh?"

"I guess. It's been... a lot-"

"Overwhelming?" Sonic inquired further, reading the echidna easily now.

"Sort of."

"I get it, bud." Sonic assured him gently. "I just wanted to say that, well, if you ever need to or just want to talk to me - I'm always happy to have us talk, just the two of us. We can train as well, whatever you like. Just... wanted to put that offer out there for you, okay?"

Knuckles was staring at him with an expression clearly surprised. "I- I see." The echidna looked down at the stone beneath him. "Thanks-"

"No problemo-" Sonic grinned with a thumbs up. "Let me leave you to it then, I'm gonna get some shuteye - make sure you get some sleep too, aye?" Sonic was already turning heel before he heard Knuckles speak up.

"G-goodnight-"

"Goodnight, Knuckles." Sonic smiled back, before finally dashing down the altar stairs.


Miles was back to whip the so-called Ultimate Life Form into shape.

"We need you at your maximum energy output to fuel our approaching festivities." The fox explained to Project Shadow with a smile. The hedgehog was collapsed on the floor having been let out of his pod, inhibitor rings back on so that he could recharge his body once again. "I've had clearance to use one of my own little projects on you... so let's go for a walk, shall we?"

The hedgehog-alien hybrid couldn't even stand on his own at the moment, let alone walk. Project Shadow was getting weaker by the day.

"You haven't been for a walk in a while, right?" Miles asked as he hoisted the alien-hedgehog up to his feet. He allowed Shadow's arm to drape over the fox's shoulders, and the hedgehog could take small, weak steps now he was being supported.

It was quite funny really, if Project Shadow had even slightly more strength, he was certain that he would be trying to kill him right now.

"Don't worry about getting tired, the journey isn't that long."

At least Miles was true to his word, it was a walk down a few hallways that the alien-hedgehog was barely conscious enough to process. Miles watched his slow blinks, the blank and glassy look in his eyes - his insufficient design was definitely wearing him down.

It was time to change that.

"Come along now." Miles coaxed, leading him to a door labelled clearly on the top.

Operating Theatre


Hi hello! Back again with another updateee. Chaotix/Hooligans have updated Amy and are back on the hunt, Rogues and Starline have arrived in Station Square, Rouge lays out the details of the plan, Sonic is a good friend, and Miles is about to make some... adaptations to Shadow.

Everything is fine.

Thank you so much for your support so far on this fic! It really means a lot to me that it's been doing so well and people seem to be enjoying it. You know the drill, let me know what you did or didn't like in a review! I always enjoy reading what you have to say - but for now, I'll see ya later! :)