Here We Go Again! SD and PK Take on Hogwarts
-samuaiduck27 and PsychoKitty13
A/N: Well… I knew it couldn't last. The illness-avoiding-SD is sick for the first time in about… 2 years? Stupid trick-or-treating in the rain without an umbrella. Well, I'm updating for all of you wonderful, loyal, (somewhat-scary-when-we-don't-update) readers.
PK13: (absent, but a sign saying "Don't kill us! …If you do- go after SD! It's all her fault!" is in her place.)
SD27: (glares) Nice, PK. Very nice. I'll get you back for that- I hope you get sicker than I do.
DISCLAIMER: SD27 and PK13 own nothing of familiarity in this story except SD, PK, Niiro-chan, Rakir, and the basic plot of this story. That's it.
Chapter 9- Potion Problems: Malfoy's Revenge
Sunday, indeed, was an interesting day. Most of the students were grumbling about Umbridge's new addition to the House bulletin boards, with the exception of Slytherin House.
Of course, they were right down infuriated once they caught sight of the notice, but by breakfast, the Slytherin Quiddich team had already been reinstated- Umbridge did always favor the Snakes for some reason.
SD had to be the only one sitting at the Slytherin table still grumbling about the Decree, as one, she hated Umbridge, and this was just another outlet for her anger; two, Malfoy was in a good mood since he could brag about his house getting back Quiddich permission while the Gryffindors wouldn't be getting it any time soon; and three, it was early and SD liked to look for anything to complain about.
Not to mention, anything that put Malfoy in a good mood equaled bad in her book. SD still had yet to find her notes, and she even sent Niiro-chan to go look for them in Malfoy's dorm room last night, convinced he had them.
The look of disbelief on her face was priceless when Niiro-chan returned empty-mouthed, wearing a look that seemed to say "no dice".
So now SD was sulking, and wondering where the heck she put her notes. And a sulking SD is quite pitiful to see; maybe that's why PK decided to cross into uncharted territory and sit at the Slytherin table for once instead of the other way around.
"Whoa- pouty look. Haven't seen that in a while." PK greeted, sitting down across from her best friend, "It's been since, what… when Roxy refused to let you see that lighter she found?"
SD looked up and frowned before chucking a small piece of toast at PK's head, "Not funny, PK. And turns out Ferret-face may not have the notes after all- Niiro-chan searched the dorm last night and came back without them."
"Maybe the hell-spawn just had an off night?"
"He's not a hell-spawn, he's a sweet little angel."
PK snorted into her breakfast plate as the morning mail came in through the Great Hall. PK looked up and was greeted with a rare sight as Rakir glided through the room, and landed gracefully on the brunette's shoulder.
"Ooh, whatcha got, PK?" SD asked, trying to look over at the parchment the girl was holding, not noticing the owl that was headed her way until it was too late.
"Gah! Owl!" SD yelped as it skidded to a stop right near her coffee cup, its landing nowhere near as graceful as the raven's.
The blonde took the letter from the bird, let him take some of her food, then stuck her tongue out at him as he flew away back to the Owlery. She opened the parchment to see some kind of notice for a 5th-years-and-up Halloween Ball.
"You've got to be kidding me." SD stated bluntly, her dislike for social events showing through.
PK continued to scan the letter, noticing that there was to be a costume contest, dancing, and extended curfew for the 5th years and older. No dates were required, and no students under 5th year could attend.
"Hmm… looks kinda like fun. Why'd you think that they'd be restricting it though? And could Dumbledore just tell us at lunch or something instead of passing out little notes?" PK muttered.
SD rolled her eyes, "Please tell me you did not just say that this… thing… sounds fun. And really, if Dumbledore announced to the whole school a "Halloween Ball", then said only 5th years and up could go, can you imagine the result all the angry little kids would make, demanding to go?"
PK sighed, "You got a point there. And you know what, I think we're gonna go."
The blonde blinked at her, "…You mean you're going. No way I'm leaving my dorm for some social-dance-thingy."
The Gryffindor gave a sly, shady smile that boded bad things for the girl in front of her, "No, SD… I mean we're going. You're gonna go with me, and you're gonna like it. Besides, if you haven't gotten totally pissed each night from that fire-whiskey I smuggled you, you could use it to spike a select few persons' drinks if you have some left by the dance…"
The gears in SD's head started turning as she weighed this new aspect.
Okay… one, it's a damn dance. I hate dances. But, if I go, I could be able to make Malfoy and the twins totally humiliate themselves by spiking their drinks… Hmm. Do I want to waste good stuff on that though? Then again- PK'll drag me to the stupid thing, knowing her. Well too bad, I'm not going.
SD rolled her eyes and frowned at PK, "No. I am NOT going."
"Please, SD?" PK pleaded.
A flat stare was what the girl got as an answer. SD grabbed her bag from underneath the table and bid PK goodbye before heading off to the library to finish off some homework.
The brunette just sat there, glaring at SD's back. She still had a few weeks to convince her to go, after all… but it'd take a lot of work.
The next few weeks were a bit of a blur to the Duo. PK continued to pester SD about the dance, while SD still hunted for her notes. She was convinced Malfoy had them, and one day after getting really frustrated, she pulled her wand on the teen and demanded to know where her notes were.
Draco, being the smooth liar he is, gave her a glare and told her he didn't know what the hell she was talking about. The ticked off girl finally cracked and used a few well-placed hexes she and PK had found in one of Fred and George's books PK swiped the night.
When finally finished, Malfoy was stuck in a frilly pink dress, had makeup applied to him that made him look either like a bad porcelain doll or a cheap prostitute, and a certain young Gryffindor who constantly carried around a camera was persuaded to take a few dozen pictures of the result, all of which SD locked up to use as future blackmail.
Of course, she had nothing to do with the spreading of the pictures around Gryffindor Tower, which eventually lead to most of that house snickering at Malfoy for the next week or so- asking where he had purchased such a lovely dress.
PK was responsible for that one, and boy was she proud of it.
"Open your books to page 524; we will begin brewing the Animagus Extract today."
Snape's presence descended upon the room like a dark shroud as the 5th year Gryffindor and Slytherin class did as they were told.
After two weeks of studying the potion and its properties, as well as finishing up the study of Confusing Concoctions, the class was finally ready to start brewing. It was a highly sensitive potion, and one of the most difficult that the class had prepared that year, and since most of the class was excited at the fact that Potions was the last class for the day, and that the Halloween Dance was after, there were more than a few distracted students.
SD and PK, as per usual, were working together; the latter still trying to convince the former to go to the dance scheduled for that evening.
"For the 47th time this week, PK… NO!" SD hissed as she started chopping up ingredients.
PK frowned and pouted at her friend, which earned her nothing more than a glare as a result. Sighing, the brunette decided to give up on convincing SD… for the moment. They did have a potion to do after all.
A few cauldrons down, a certain Slytherin was planning something quite sneaky. He had been waiting for Snape to introduce this particular potion since he had first suggested it, and now he'd finally be able to get back at the Duo and humiliate them quite well.
Malfoy had done quite a bit of extra research on the Animagus Extract, and found that if too much of a certain ingredient was put into the potion, at the right time, disastrous effects would occur. Nothing life-threatening, of course… he didn't want to go to Azkaban for murder, after all.
During one of the most temperamental stages of the Extract, Malfoy turned down the heat of his cauldron for a second and, carefully and sneakily, headed his way over towards PK and SD's cauldron, a few leaves of fluxweed in hand.
Right as he was passing, PK dumped her knotgrass in, then turned away to grab the next ingredient. Malfoy dumped the fluxweed carefully into the cauldron, before continuing his way to the store supply cupboard to retrieve the next ingredient he needed.
SD noticed him passing, and made to point it out to him, though she missed the slight of hand he pulled as he added something extra to their cauldron.
"What are you doing over here, Malfoy," she growled, "You're up to something, aren't you?"
Malfoy just smirked, "Jumping to conclusions as always, eh, Zephyr?"
SD raised an eyebrow, before glaring at the blonde's retreating back and muttering to herself while PK stirred the cauldron.
"He's up to something, don't you think?" PK muttered, turning down the heat on their potion.
"Yeah… dunno what though." replied SD, looking at the potion inside their cauldron, "Hmm. Not bad, PK- color's a little darker than it needs to be, but we did alright!"
The Gryffindor smiled and looked at it as well, "Yep! Now all we gotta do is wait until everyone else gets done."
"Now, each of you will test a sample of your potion you have created. Now… who can tell me what would happen if the potion was created successfully?"
The potions master looked around the room disdainfully at the few people who had their hands raised to answer his question. Like always, he ignored the raised hand of Hermione, and any other Gryffindors. Raising an eyebrow, he called on SD, who- for once- was raising her hand voluntarily.
"Miss Zephyr, would you care to enlighten us with the use of this potion and its effects?" he said.
SD blinked on being called on, thinking he would go with Malfoy instead of her.
"Umm… the Animagus Extract is sometimes used to determine what form one would take if they ever decided to go through the process of becoming an Animagi. Uh… if made right, the stuff'll turn you into the form you'd take for about 10-30 seconds, depending on the strength and dosage of the potion." she replied, smiling smugly when she finished.
Snape nodded, "5 points to Slytherin; for a surprisingly correct answer from Miss Zephyr."
SD's smile dropped off her face at the backhanded complement.
"As Miss Zephyr stated, if correctly brewed," here Snape looked pointedly at Neville's cauldron, which was a pale orange color instead of the baby blue it should have been, "Animagus Extract will change you into your Animagus form for anywhere from 10-30 seconds. This potion is a weaker version, and will only last around 15, if you get lucky."
He strode up to the front of the classroom and looked at Lavender, who was the first person in the front row. She filled up a small vial about half-way full and gulped before downing it. She gave a grimace before a small, bright light enveloped her and a fluffy white rabbit appeared in her place. 5 seconds later, she turned back, looking a bit frazzled but elated that it had worked.
"Hm. More knotgrass next time, Miss Brown." Snape said in response to her success.
This continued down and through the lines of Gryffindors and Slytherins, reaching the Trio- of which Hermione became a large brown owl, Ron a russet-colored, mid-sized dog, and Harry a beautiful phoenix that looked like a smaller version of Fawkes.
"Just like Harry to show up everyone, eh PK?" muttered SD, a grin on her face as she looked up at the fuming Potions Master.
"Indeed. I didn't think you could turn into something mythical, though." PK replied, snickering a bit at the look on Snape's face.
SD nodded, "Just leave it to Harry to break all those laws."
"But it makes sense, I can see where this is all going with the changing. Hermione's wise, studious, and studies so late without getting tired she's almost nocturnal. Therefore she'd be an owl."
"And Ron, he's fiercely loyal, yet kind of stupid. His bark's worse than his bite- he's always making threats he can't live up to when it comes to Malfoy and his goons."
"So he's a dog. And a phoenix… flashy, special, loyal as hell, and just won't die. Harry in a nutshell."
The two pondered on what their forms would be as the class continued. SD and PK watched on in slight pity as Neville's potion failed to do anything but turn his skin green and have patches of white fur sprout on his hands and face. Malfoy- to his and SD's horror- turned into an almost carbon-copy of SD's beloved Niiro-chan… only dark grey instead of russet.
"Zephyr and Dilefea. You two are next." Snape's voice rang out as the two nodded.
They filled up their vials, and clinked them together as if making a toast.
"Bottoms up!" PK grinned as the two downed the Extract.
PK was the first one to change, followed quickly by SD. Where the two once stood, a sleek black cat with vibrant blue eyes occupied PK's spot, and a young grey wolf with big eyes of the same hue stood in SD's. The class waited 15 seconds, then 20, and a very frustrated Snape was about to administer a counter-effect draught to reverse the process when they popped back in a flare of smoke.
"Zephyr! Dilefea! What part of 'follow the directions on the board' don't you understand!" Snape barked from his spot at the head of the room, "Five points from Gryffindor; if-"
The man broke off as he, and the rest of the class, looked at the pair as the smoke cleared and the girls were visible. Malfoy was having trouble containing his mirth as both girls were outfitted with a pair of claws, pointed teeth, and ears matching those of their Animagus form.
SD looked up at PK and her jaw dropped. PK's face resembled the same look of shock as she glanced at SD.
"PK… you…"
"SD… you got some…"
Both girls reached up towards the top of their heads and felt the furry additions they had received. PK grinned in glee as she realized what her friend had been trying to tell her.
SD promptly fainted.
"Ugh…"
"About time you woke up, you bum."
SD opened her eyes to find herself, once again, in the Hospital Wing. Sighing, she looked over to her side to see PK sitting there with a small grin…
And a pair of black cat ears attached to the top of her head.
SD eyes widened at the sight, and also at the sharp claws and tail her friend had newly acquired.
"It wasn't a dream them… oh boy…" the blonde muttered, groaning.
PK shrugged, "They're not that bad, actually. Look- I can make my ears twitch!"
The girl did so, while SD still stared on in a state of shock. Slowly, it occurred to her that she, too, might still have her furry and pointy attachments, and cautiously she raised a hand to her eye level to see a handful of claws staring back at her.
'That means nothing… my nails could just have grown a bit, yeah- that's it!' she thought.
PK smiled wickedly at the look on SD's face and guessed what the girl was thinking.
"Oh, you still have the ears and tail, by the way. You're not hallucinating."
Having it finally told to her brought her back to reality and SD stared groaning about it.
"Our potion; we followed the directions fine! It was just a little off-color- hell, Neville didn't get turned into some hybrid thingy, and his was way worse than ours!" she exclaimed,
looking at PK as if she would have the answer.
To SD's confusion, PK had a slight look of concentration on her face before the brunette answered her, "Yeah… about that… after you fainted-"
"Wait, I… fainted? What the hell! Today is just not my day…"
"Che- what did you think you did? Fall asleep on your feet and dreamt this entire thing?"
PK scoffed, looking at her friend on the bed, who was turning a slight pink.
PK started cackling, "Oh… this is too good, you really thought that? Haha. ANYways,
Malfoy was really smug looking after we turned back. Snape was breathing down my neck, asking me what the hell we did since he's never had something like this happen before in his classes."
"So you think Malfoy did it?"
"Most likely. It's something he'd do after all, and it was probably revenge for the pictures thing we did a week ago."
SD threw the blanket off of her and got up, stretching, before turning to PK. "Well, now that the humiliation's gone and done it's damage, help me go find Snape and get this all sorted out. I assume you told him to let you keep your new parts until after the stupid ball?"
The brunette walked a little in front of SD before turning around with a slightly apologetic look on her face, "Yeah… about Snape…"
The shorter girl had a sudden feeling that she wasn't going to like what came out of PK's mouth next.
"He said that since he didn't know what was wrong, he doesn't know how to fix it. He wasn't about to go looking for a cure either, seeing as he has something against us. 'It'll run its course in about a day or two, judging by the strength of your potion and the severity of the reaction it had upon you two' or something like that."
SD's eyebrow was twitching at the end of PK's little explanation. While the taller girl may have found it neat to suddenly be part animal, SD wasn't too thrilled with the prospect. Right now, she was cursing Malfoy's existence in 3 different languages under her breath.
She almost missed the last part of what PK was saying because of it.
"…around that he's scared of werewolves. I mean c'mon- Lupin's one and the guy's a total sweetie. I bet you could scare the crap out of him, SD."
Raising a clawed hand up to stroke her chin, a wry little smirk appeared on SD's face as she started heading out of the Hospital Wing.
"SD! You can't go yet; Madam Pomfrey'll-"
The blonde turned around and swung an arm over the taller girl's shoulders, "Screw the nurse lady, I'm fine. Besides, my dear PK-chan… we have a dance to get to."
"Your going? Really?" PK asked in astonishment.
SD rolled her eyes, "Yes, PK. After all… it sounds like it may be… interesting..."
The two girls parted at the staircases, PK to go change into a costume she had been working on with the help of Hermione, and SD to go grab a little something and change as well. They met back at the staircase entrances a little after the party had started, and SD had to admit that PK did a really good job on her costume.
"Heh. Wow- if it wasn't for the dyed hair and cat ears, I'd say you looked exactly like a life-size Change of Heart. Love the wings…" SD said, reaching out to pull said wings.
PK was dressed as her favorite Duel Monsters card, the magic card Change of Heart. She wore a white, floor length robe with billowing sleeves and a scooped neck, and- with the help of Hermione- had created a pair of wings, one resembling that a black bat on the right, and a pure white angel's wing on the left. They had been charmed to be relatively weightless, which was good considering the size of the things, and they even moved like they were part of PK's body. The girl's brown hair was just the right length for the outfit, and if it wasn't for the ears sticking out of the top of her head and the pink, PK would have been a twin of the card.
"Really? Thanks! It took me forever to get it right, I've been working on it since I found out about the dance. I wanna win that contest!" PK replied, grinning, "And besides, without magic, I'd never be able to make a costume like this."
SD smiled, "Hope you win, PK. What's the prize, anyways?"
"A haul of Honeydukes' best chocolate and 50 galleons. And it will soon be all mine… hehehe…"
SD sweat dropped and looked around uncomfortably as PK started cackling and rubbing her hands together. The cackling dies out after a minute, and PK brought something out of a bag she had brought with her. She threw a bunch of cloth at SD, who yelped when it hit her square in the face.
"Hey! What the hell was that for?" she said, before looking at the bundle in her hands, …PK, what the heck is this?"
PK gave her a wry smirk, "Your costume."
SD gave her a blank stare, "My… what?"
The brunette sighed exasperatedly, "Your. Costume. As in Halloween costume? It's the Raging Flame Sprite, if you wanted to know. I mean, your height, pointy ears, and pyromaniac tendencies kinda made you perfect for that one."
PK grinned cheekily at the blonde, who was looking at the short skirt, floppy hat, Robin Hood-esque shoes, and small staff that PK had got together for her with a twitching eyebrow. Of course, it had to be more short jokes from PK, it just had to be…
"Two things. One- how did you get the time to make this when you were working on yours? Two- why would you make this in advance when I was so very adamant about coming and am only going now to freak out and get revenge on Malfoy? Three- …why the damn sprite!"
"I blackmailed Fred and George into doing my homework this past week since I caught them testing their products on Firsties again, and they didn't want me ratting them out to Hermione or McGonagall, you were going whether I dragged you or not, the sprite thing I already explained, and that was three questions you asked, not two. Learn to add, baka."
SD glared at PK's smug face and grumbled many things under her breath that weren't very nice, "There's no way I'm wearing this."
The costumed girl's face went fro smug to sad and pleading in a millisecond, "Y-you're not? But… but I worked so hard on it, I thought you'd like it…"
Oh Ra… not the pleading-stricken look… craaaaaaaaaaaaap…
SD frowned at the utterly pathetic look on her best friend's face, and after a minute- her longest resistance yet- she sighed and gave in.
"Fine. Fine! I'll go put on the stupid thing… grr." SD growled, throwing her arms up in the air and stalking off to the nearest bathroom.
About 5 to 10 minutes later, SD returned, looking very much like she wanted to hurt her friend.
"You charmed the hat… I hate you…" she growled.
PK giggled at the look on her friend's face, she had 'forgotten' to tell SD that once the floppy hat had been put on, it would charm the wearer's ears to become large, long, and pointed, just like the sprite on the card's. And the hat wouldn't come off until PK would take it off for her.
"Hey- blame Fred and George, they helped me with the details of the charming. Said they were planning something to do with head changing and hats anyways. Aww… you look so cute in that!" she said.
"Cute… cute and me do not belong in the same sentence, PK. And how am I supposed to scare the crap out of Ferret-face when I supposedly look 'cute'?"
PK ignored SD's ranting and looped her arm around the shorter girl's shoulders, leading her towards the Great Hall. SD had barely enough time to grab her bag, filled with little things that she was planning to use to make the party more… interesting.
The Great Hall had been decorated quite nicely for the festivities that night. The floating pumpkins seen during dinner were lit up, giving the only source of light in the room, save the moonlight streaming in from the enchanted ceiling and windows, and it gave an eerie yet festive aspect to the party. Most of the students had taken a stab at creating costumes in the hope of winning the prize, and PK had some really close competition.
The bag that SD had brought contained a good amount of the firewhiskey that PK had smuggled in for her, and throughout the course of the night, she managed to slip a bit into the Twins' and Malfoy's drinks. Apparently, the platinum-haired Slytherin couldn't hold his liquor very well, as after two spiked cups, he was shamelessly flirting with a disgusted Hermione, which resulted in Pansy moping and sulking in a corner after she slapped Malfoy across the face, which made the Trio and the Duo very happy campers, indeed. Ruining Malfoy's night was always a plus, after all.
"So, SD… when are you gonna go payback Ferret-face?" PK asked as the blonde returned from adding a little more booze into the Twins' drinks. Fred and George were harder to get intoxicated, though SD might have made a mistake with the drinks.
The girl scratched the back of her head as she thought about it. "Hmm? Oh- that. Well, I kinda can't do that until I get this bloody hat off of my head…"
PK grinned before removing it, and SD's ears went back to their normal state, and the wolf ears were once again visible on the top of her head. Flexing a hand full of sharp claws, the blonde threw on her robe over her costume and went to go hunt out Malfoy.
"Hate to say this, but I'm feeling a bit sorry for the prat." Ron remarked, taking a swig of his drink, only to feel a slight burning sensation go up his throat, "Whoa- I think I got some of that stuff she spiked… whoo… hey, 'Mione!"
'Okay… now where did he go… shouldn't be that hard to find an intoxicated Slytherin, though if Snape knew what half the students got up to after curfew, he'd think it'd be a lot harder to find Malfoy out of that bunch.'
SD looked around, weaving in and out of the crowd of costume students, stopping once or twice as a few people popped out of nowhere, trying to scare unsuspecting people on the dance floor. She caught sight of Pansy at one of the tables, sitting with the rest of the girls in the 5th year girls' dorm save Blaise and glaring heatedly as the black-haired girl was dancing with Malfoy and not looking too happy about it at all. Chuckling at this, she decided in a random act of slight kindness to let the song finish before she went up to the teenager.
A few minutes later, after Malfoy had let go of Blaise and went off in search of what was probably another drink, SD decided to make her move and snuck up on the guy.
Digging a clawed hand rather sharply into his shoulder, she got her desired reaction as the boy yelped and turned around to face a vicious looking SD. What she was not expecting however, was the tipsy teen to reach out and pull on her wolf ears, chuckling.
"Heh… cute little wolfie ears… just like a wolfie…" he muttered, yanking on the furry appendages.
No… this was definitely what SD was not expecting. Fear yes, him wetting his pants maybe, but playing with her ears and calling them cute? No.
"Grr… be afraid, damn it! Hello… scary claws and pointy teeth? Coming to rip you to shreds for doing this to PK and me? Stop pulling them, that hurts!"
The last exclamation made Malfoy lower his hand back to his side and… pout… at the girl in front of him, who raised an eyebrow at the look.
"…You… you're not very nice, you know. I mean, seriously, you're supposed t'be a Slytherin, an' you, you hang out with that other girl who's not nice either. Maybe if you weren't meanies, I wouldn't have had t'go and mess up your potion today. Heh… fuzzy ears…"
He made to reach for SD's head again, but the girl, finally fed up with it, grabbed his arm, bent it up and around so it was pinned behind his back, then used one of her favorite moves she had seen one of her friends do to a jerk at school, and kicked Malfoy in the back of the knees, sending him sprawling to the ground.
She stalked off muttering while the Prince of Slytherin mumbled and groaned in pain on the floor. She passed by the Weasley twins, only to see that the drinks she had supposedly spiked belonged to Lee Jordan and Ron, who were drinking from the cups she had spiked while the brothers looked on, laughing.
Another plan down the drain. Growling, she stomped her way up to the table the Trio was sitting at, sat down in Harry's seat, ignoring his protests, and sulked. The sulking increased when PK's cackling was head behind her and the hat she was wearing earlier was dropped back onto her head and the elven ears reappeared in all their pointy glory.
"…Omae o korosu, PK." she muttered.
"Love ya too, SD-chan!" was the reply before PK squealed and ran up to the teachers' table in glee as she had been announced as the winner of the costume contest.
"I hate parties…"
A/N: IT'S DONE! ABOUT DANG TIME!
PK13: (blinks) Whoa… you got it done. El gaspo!
SD27: Har dee har har, PK.
PK13: Thanks so much for all the reviews, minna-san! We really appreciate them!
SD27: Even though we can't reply to them.
PK13: Well, we could… but we'd be risking getting this thing deleted.
SD27: And there's no way I'm reposting all of this if that happens, so yeah.
PK13: How long did it take you to type this, SD?
SD27: A few days, this chapter only. I'm not sick no more! I think…
PK13: (backs away) I'm not getting sick. Back off!
SD27: (pouts) Meanie.
Due to the influx of homework and large Creative Writing assignments for PK and I to complete, we'll be only updating once to twice a month for a while. Seeing as right now, we're a little under half-way through the OotP book, this should work out and I expect to have this ficcie finished by about mid-April, early May if two updates a month are given. Thanks to you guys for being very patient with us between these sporadic updates, and the reviews we receive really keep us going. You guys rock!
Ja ne, minna-san!
PK13 and SD27
