Chapter 10: Visitor from the other side

'Now then, first order of business…'

Krieger mumbles as he looks down the checklist of his upcoming works that needed to be done soon. He quietly scribble some notes while trying his best not to make noise because it's night time and his flight is near Narita International Airport.

'… Determine where I am right now in the timeline… let's hope I'm not too late before she reaches her own demise…'

Krieger glances the outside window, it's clearly that his plane is near it's destination as he could see the light from Beika city getting thicker and thicker as well as the plane's altitude slowly dwindle. He then turns back the note, opting to focus on preparing everything preemptively and to keep his brain busy, not wanting to stress out by the constant of a certain snaggletooth girl.

'Dammit… focus Airu… alright the house that parents arranged before should be near Mori Detective Agency but specifically where? Maybe I should find them beforehand, get acquaints first… alright and the gear should come in later day…'

Noticing the the runway light from Narita International Airport, Krieger close his note, mentally prepare for the landing and his first true interaction with this world.

Half an hour and now Krieger's standing in middle of Narita Airpot with his large suitcase by his side and a map which he furiously try to read which district he should go base on the message left by his parents. After retrieving his luggage, Krieger realizes a horrible revelation.

He has absolute rock bottom skill in navigation.

Sure back then he knew that he'll get involve with the whole cast here in Beika but he didn't research it's geography and general map layout.

'Alright note to self, spend one day to survey the entire town to map down the layout of it. Otherwise chasing in a city without knowledge of it's road's system is gonna to be a brutal nightmare.'

While Krieger is busying fumbling the map, he hears an announcement making him smile.

["THIS IS A NOTICE FOR ONE OF OUR CUSTOMERS, ABE YUTAKA ON FLIGHT 99 TO SEATTLE. PLEASE COME TO THE FRONT OF THE PARKING LOT FOR. NEGISHI MASAKI IS WAITING FOR YOU THERE. I REPEAT−"]

Right after that he see a giant man arguing with another man with small beard on his face, standing behind him is a girl same age with him and a familiar turquoise blue eyes.

'Ah now would you look at that. Coincidence can be freaky you know?'

Knowing that it's in his best intention to take action now, Krieger swiftly make his way to the airport's parking lot with full knowledge of what will unfold and plan out his first introduction.

Meanwhile

On the other side of the parking lot, Abe Yutaka is warily looking around, he's on edge when the name of the person he has just killed and created a perfect alibi calls him to this desolated place devoid of people around. Unbeknownst to him there is a detective waiting for him here and a hitman in disguise trailing behind, what a poor soul he is.

"That was quite a good plan, mister−." The childish voice reverberates throughout the barren parking lot, startled Abe in process while he quick snaps his head to the general direction of where the voice comes from.

"−Negishi-san had actually died on Tuesday night right? You are very clever in fooling everyone with miss timing like that you know?"

"Who's there?!" Abe yells out, fear over come him.

"Yes, that's right, the night before you left for your vacation. By the next day, you have an impostor dressed up as Negishi-san in order to throw off Mouri-san, making Mouri-san thinks that he was still alive throughout Wednesday's night−" The childish voice continues it's deduction, ignoring the sweating killer. "−And then, during the fire festival you have carefully checked the time before, they found the charred body of Negishi-san himself. With the severity of the flame burns, it was impossible for autopsy team to estimate the exact time of death, forcing them to rely solely on Detective Mouri's statement, deceiving everyone. And finally, you came back here at Friday's night with that innocent face of your, am I right?" The childish voice finally stops, revealing a bespectacled boy around 6 or 7 years old with blue attire and grey pants, he's wearing a red quite sport shoes and a red bowties. The new cool kid in town, Edogawa Conan the shrunken detective.

'A child?!' Abe thinks in disbelief. Showing no fear to the adult man in front of him, Conan finishes his speech with an innocuous face.

"I just talked to one of the police detectives over there, as for the rest? I tried my best to put two and two together, as it turns out your attempt of faking alibi was unsuccessful. You may have tricked the detective and the whole police department but you can't trick the photographs, unlike Negishi-san, the faker is left-handed. So−" Conan looks up to Abe. "−Give it up, lots of detective and police are coming this way."

Abe looks to Conan with unreadable expression, the wind howling throughout the Parking lot with no person in hindsight is the only sound around here. The prevalent silence starts to get uncomfortable, not until Abe decides to break the ice with a big laugh.

"HAHAHA, very impressive little boy, a show of superb sleuthing coming from age like you, you are like better than 90% of those grape brain cops−" Abe crouches down and ruffle Conan's hair with eerie smile. "−Yes, I really was the one who killed Masaki Negishi, it is I, Abe Yukata who did it… But I'm not gonna to give or something like that, I'm going to live a nice and comfy life in America." Abe quickly turns to walk away, not paying any heed to the child anymore.

"Hpm, as if someone gonna to believe a word from a child−" Abe doesn't finish as he's cut off by Conan when he whips out a recorder.

"Of course, no one gonna believe but… they'll believe your word, won't they?" Conan says with a wink as he plays the tape containing Abe's crime confession.

["−Yes, I really was the one who killed Masaki Negishi, it is I, Abe Yukata who did it…"]

Abe stares horrified at the kid, then he lunges right at Conan with the most furious gaze on his face, knowing that his so close paradise could crumble right now because of this curious driven kid.

"Don't mess with me, you annoying little brat! Do you understand the feeling of being a president of a company on a verge of bankruptcy?!−" Abe hysterically says as he choking the life out of Conan. "−It was his fault for being tricked! He was an idiot for falling that into my scheme and took that insurance plan! He didn't even know that he was gonna to be killed by me!"

Conan quickly bites into Abe's hand, forcing him to throw the junior kid into a nearby car while still retaining the anger on his face.

"You were the stupid one to come after me so I might as well kill you too! No one gonna to stop me from reaching my dream!" Abe, with genuine anger boils up inside him, ready to end Conan's life even though he's still a child. Opposite of Abe, Conan has a smirk on his face when he crouch down ready to retaliate with his newest invention made by his neighbor professor Agasa.

'Tch you were the stupid one here…'

Right at Abe leaps at Conan, a blur image appears on his peripheral vision coming in with a hard kick on Abe's face, creating a bone cracking sound that even Conan could feel it deep inside his brain.

Abe's glass completey broken while he is sent right into a windshield of a another car, cracking it in the process.

Conan stares dumbfoundedly at Abe, then turns back to the assailant who appears to be somewhat of a foreigner with grey hair and vibrant blue eyes, he's fairly build and is sweating a bit, must be from performing that kick earlier.

'This guy… is just as scary as Ran when she's angry with martial art skill.'

"Jeez, just my luck, anyway are you okay kid?" Conan breaks out of his stupor to see the foreigner is looking worriedly at him. He immediately put up his innocent kid face and scratch his head in embarrassment.

"Ehehe, I'm just hurt a little when that scary man threw me, for the rest it's okay. Thank you for saving me mister?..."

"Krieger Tsukishiro, and I'm half Japanese and half British. Nice to meet you little guy, and what's your name?" The handsome devil himself, Krieger Tsukishiro the hitman in disguise ruffles Conan hair, acting naturally like that of a person who has just arrived at the scene cluelessly.

"Edogawa Conan!" Conan joyously exclaims his name, shaking hand with Krieger, who in turns smile back at him.

"Alright Edogawa-kun, want to fill me in what's going on and what did that man try to assault a minor like you?"

Conan is about to answer when the sound of footstep interrupts them. The two see the similar group people that Krieger saw earlier. The kid detective scramble with the recorder when he pushes it into Krieger's hand with an innocent face.

"A-Ah I'm sorry Tsukishiro-niisan but can you give those adult this recorder and explain the rest? Also please don't saying that I was here please? Thank you niisan by the way!" Conan bolts right out of the scene, much to surprise and not surprise by Krieger.

"Wait kiddo! What do you mean?" But his answer never comes with the little guy has already disappeared, leaving him awestruck. Only a few seconds later the whole police group arrives at a peculiar scene where there is their suspect lying unconsciously on the group with a clueless foreigner by his side.

"Uh we've just received word of a murderer Abe Yukata here and it's look like you have already taken care of him… I'm inspector Megure Juzo and may I ask who you are and why is Abe Yukata looks like he has just been hit by a truck?" The iconic cameo inspector, Megure Juzo arrives at every crime scene.

"I-uh… My name's Krieger Tsukishiro and I was just finding my way around here until I accidentally stumbled on that guy over there−" Krieger points at the insensible Abe. "−He was about to assault someone so I kinda just rushed in and kicked him quite hard, the other person however disappeared before I could get a good look at him, oh and he left this recorder behind."

Krieger chooses his word carefully to hide Conan's presence here when he explains to Megure, while the recorder plays the same words said Abe about his confession.

He intends to leave them to their own device when suddenly the same girl back then. "Umm please I know this is a little personal, but my name's Ran Mouri and that's my father Kogoro Mouri but have you seen a kid around elementary age with glass here?" The hair trigger temper with violent martial art skill, Ran Mouri the karate girl worriedly asks.

Behind her, the embodiment of oblivious, Kogoro Mouri the sleeping detective yawns, seemingly not interest in the conversation.

"Hmm, if I'm not mistaken then I saw a kid like your description just right outside of entrance to parking lot. Sorry if I couldn't help much." Krieger offers an apologetic smile, to which Ran shakes her head.

"Nothing Tsukishiro-san, it's a pleasure to meet you and you have been a big help, thank you."

For the rest of the night, Krieger mostly follows the police to give his statement but they don't hold him long, knowing that he's a new foreigner around here, courtesy to his acting skill as well as his genuinely unaware of surrounding. In the end, they have to helps him of going to the right direction where he'll settle in for the foreseeable future.

"Finally, what a night."

Krieger turns on the light of his house, or in his dictionary, 'base of operation'. The interior looks modern for ahead of it's time, with many furniture give an ambivalent between vintage feeling of England and latest trend tech. It even has a workshop hidden carefully in his personal bedroom for the need when he has to go on mission as a Hitman. The living room is connected with the kitchen, give him easy access between two place and finally a giant underground garage to park his wet dream supercar and motorcycle. Overall, it's seem that his parents decided to no hold barred when it come to spending fund for their precious son's wellbeing and living matter.

"Ight, I'm gonna hit the hay now since it's over the midnight already."

Krieger swiftly makes his way to the bed without stopping for any detours, satisfied with today result and his first interaction as his eyes shut down.


"Tsk, what a dirty bastard, dare using a great detective like me to create an alibi for him…"

Kogoro grumbly says inside his office, apparently last case didn't give him enough time to sleep yet so he's still tuckered. Contrary to her father, Ran is rather energetic after going through yesterday ordeal.

"But it all turned out good, didn't it? You've found Negishi-san's double right?" Ran chirpily says.

"Yeah… but he was charged as non-guilty because Abe just hired him to do it. So in the end the guy wandered around the city aimlessly the whole day without knowing a single thing that happened behind the scene. Not only that… There was something really interesting that Abe said afterward…"

Kogoro sits tightly as on his chair as he reminisces what Abe at the police station.

"It was that brat who beaten me!" Abe roars at the officer in front of him

"Except for that foreigner guy, who I'm sure looks absolutely not like a kid then the only brat around there…" Kogoro slightly glances at the sleeping figure of Conan in front of a TV playing kid's program.

"Hmm… no way… no way it was Conan-kun." Ran shakes her head with a small smile, Abe must still have concussion inside his head after receiving that foreigner guy's kick so he must have been not thinking straight and blurted out whatever inside his head.

Just then the bell door to Kogoro office rings, further annoys the grumpy detective because someone comes to his office at such early.

"Why would they come so soon at morning? Ran! Go get the door."

"Hai!"

Ran opens the door to see none other than the same foreigner from yesterday who equally has a surprise expression on his face. He appears to be hold a giant gift basket on one hand and a small grocery bag on the other.

"Ahh you are that girl from yesterday! Wow, What a coincidence don't you think so?" Krieger says with a beaming smile, oblivious to the fact that he has just spoken in English leaving both Ran and Kogoro in confusion.

"He said you are that girl from yesterday Ran-neechan." Conan yawns. It's seem the bell sound woke him up earlier up.

"Oh kiddo! It's good to see you again. Anyway, do you mind if I get in, I'm kinda getting tired from carrying this large package." Ran quickly composes herself as she invites Krieger. The grey hair boy put the basket on table, then he get himself comfortable demeanor in the sofa with Kogoro in front of him.

"So what's your problem?" Kogoro curtly says, cut right to the point since he's tired and want to get job done as fast he can.

"Eh no I'm actually not here to request anything. I'm today here to greet my new neighbor!" Krieger pushes the gift basket to Kogoro and Ran. "And as a sign of new neighbor, I want to give you this, these are the goods I bought back in London, England. Put together by me!"

Ran happily receives the gift, she is quickly overwhelmed by the content inside that Krieger had spent money on. "Tou-san! It's all expensive souvenirs in here. There's even a Vintage brand wine and other luxury beverage brand."

"Yep, and Tea too, some like Darjeeling tea, black tea, etc… oh and cookies for that kiddo too." Krieger takes out one box of cookies and hands it to Conan, to which the kid nimbly takes it with a happy expression. Though inside Krieger is rather awkward considering he knows what's going on behind here, especially when you are acting as a foreigner in front of a famous high school detective who's acting as a elementary child, thanks god to those lesson he learnt from his mother Suzura.

"So I heard Mr. Mori here…"

"Ah you can call Tou-san by his name and me too." Ran cut in, not wanting to get any too formal for the new foreigner.

"Alright Ran-san, as you have already known my name is Krieger Tsukishiro, you can call me Krieger if you like, I don't mind much, I'm a half Japanese half British but I spent most of time in England so I'm fairly new to Japan culture. As I was saying, I heard Kogoro-san here is a detective so I want to come and see for myself, since I'm somewhat a fan of mystery and crime genre, a perk when you lives in London long enough." Krieger says as he rubs the back of his head with an embarrassed smile.

"Krieger-niisan, you fan of Holmes right? Right?" Conan gleefully implores Krieger with a sparkling eyes. Krieger mentally rolls his eyes inside his head, briefly forgot about Shinichi's addiction to Holmes, the guy literally has a giant library consist of only Sherlock Holmes book.

"Yes and no, no because I'm not a avid fan, yes because I'm more like your general audience of crime and mystery genre book."

"But you have visited Holme's place right?"

"Oh why of course, you will be missing out a lot in London if you don't visit a place like that." Krieger casually says, of course he visit it once. During his time together with his quartet group of friends and Masumi visited that place, courtesy to Saguru's insistence.

"Wow"

"Cool right? So I want to ask if I could visit Kogoro-san's office daily… oh don't worry I won't be a nuisance for you guys, if you want I could cook for the whole group if you don't mind, well except for the fact that most of my dishes will be European that is hehe." Krieger offers.

"Of course, right Tou-san?" Ran contently asks her father, hoping for approval of her new foreigner friend.

"Tsk, at least the new brat is more mature than the other one, let him witness the rise of the detective Kogoro Mouri, hahaha." Kogoro says with pride in himself while Ran smiles apologetically to the foreigner. However, Krieger isn't pay attention to that, inside his head however is celebrating his successful mission.

'Infiltration? Checked.'

"Well I won't disturb your breakfast any longer. I'll excuse myself since the new house still need to be rearrange and unbox all of my luggage."

Krieger briskly walks out of the office without waiting for reply, he's no longer needed as he has already accomplished his goal for today, the next part is monitoring while preparing appropriate gear, hoping that person will soon appear.

"Well nothing much to do except for looking through my weapons I guess. Actually, I'll definitely need a new mean of transportation, walking or taxi simply won't cut it."

Krieger doesn't realized that he's standing right in front of a local Pharmacy, with the knowledge what will happen next, he chooses to prepare for worst case scenario if he has to play the role surgeon.

'*Haizz*Dammit, I'm a hitman not a doctor…'


"Filth, absolute filth…"

Due to the haphazard arrival yesterday sapped all of his energy, Krieger didn't have time to pay attention much the condition of his house is in, sure it captured the aesthetics but by god it's dusty as hell, he could practically feel the dust invading his nostril.

He put down the entire bag of medical supplies, inside are numerous of gauze, stitch, bottle of peroxide, a shot of fentanyl, some epipen and other equipment, pill, etc…

Reason for buying such thing, he's about to play the role surgeon so might as well prepare before hand, who knows what kind of situation turn out.

Shortly after Krieger get to work, the inside of the house looks much better than it was a few hours ago, he didn't attain the title 'Clean Freak' for no reason though. He is about to turns in for a break when his bell door rings.

'Hold on a second…. Who could it be? I haven't stay here long enough for people to know me…' Krieger immediately put on his guard, he was forced to leave out most of his gear back in England and went with normal flight to make his new disguise eligible, his parents are suppose to send those in secured fast delivery by ICA.

Krieger opens the door to see a fast delivery man standing in front of it but something ominous about him keeping Krieger alarmed. The man quickly push a large package to him before rapidly walks back to the delivery truck.

"Huh… that was weird…"

Krieger put the package inside his living room, carefully eyeing it.

"Well sh*t, I won't know what is it until I open it, is it?"

He carefully unboxs the package and what inside put a small smile onto his face. "Well I guess I'm a bit paranoid for now."

Inside are a plethora of black metal cases with each has a distinct ICA logo on it.

"Oh how I miss you guys."


"Abduction, theft, murder…" Conan mumbles as he read the the newspaper. It's been a few day since the case with Abe Yukata in jail and Kogoro's office hasn't received any new case so today he went to professor Agasa, his neighbor back when he was Kudo Shinichi.

"Sheesh. Are all criminals on some kind of streak? Cases keep on popping up routinely." Conan says while Agasa behind him tweaking with a new invention of his.

"Well that's why your deduction are being helpful." The man of child support, Agasa Hiroshi the friendly neighbor cheers up the shrunken detective.

"Well but that ojii-san gets all the credit to begin with." Conan annoyingly complaints but what can he do, not that he could just casually disclose his real identity lest he want to put everyone around him in danger of those men in black.

"Oh Shinichi-kun, did you know that there is a foreigner the same age as your teenager counterpart that just came here a few days back?" Agase inquires.

"The one with grey hair and blue eye? Yes I know him, he visited Ojii-san's office back a few day with an expensive bundle of multiple kind of gifts from England, wish he would buy some souvenirs from Holmes though. So what's with him?" Conan raises his eye's brows.

"Ah he's quite a gentleman, if I remember correctly his name is Krieger Tsukishiro right? Just like you said, Krieger-kun also gifted me a basket full of stuff from Britain. Also, word on street is he's quite rich, living all alone in a modern mini villa, got quite a taste I must say." The old inventor says as he gives the final touch to his newest invention.

"So in conclusion, he must from some big shot name family to be able afford that kind of accommodation, maybe not on the same level as Suzuki conglomerate but still rich. Though there's just something I couldn't quite put my finger on it."

"Eh what do you mean?"

"Although it's just my instinct, the air around him felt… strange and familiar at the same time, as if I've met him before." Conan put his hand under his chin and goes into thinking mode, probably about the new foreigner.

"Or you just that paranoid Shinichi-kun, try to let out some steam."

"Er?" Conan titles his head in confusion.

"You just have been shrunken and adopted right into Mouri-kun's house in a small window of time, precisely a week. Your entire life got completely full one eighty turn in a span of barely seven day so naturally your instinct would be on full on guard to any stranger around you." Agasa calmly explains, his clarification makes Conan sighs, perhaps he truly has been on edge these days so he'll need wind down a bit.

"Anyway, look like they're finally completed. The culprit tracking glasses I invented!" The professor hands his newest invention to Conan, who in turn looks confusedly at the the glasses.

"And how am I suppose to do this?" Conan carefully inspect the newest glasses which seem absolutely normal in his opinion, doesn't appear to have some kind of fancy contraption.

"Go on, press the button on the side." Conan follows Agasa's instruction. To his astonishment, at the hinge of the glasses raises up an antenna about 10 centimeters in height and the left len of the glasses no longer transparent but turns into a compass like image with a flashing white dot.

"As you can see that white dot is actually the stray cat on which I placed the transmitter. Given the position, it's roughly 2km east of here in a garbage dump. Attach one of these on someone and you can find them no matter where they go, provided they are in a 20km radius from you."

"Wow, thanks a lot Hakase!"

Conan marvels at the new gadget to catch crime created by his neighbor professor, he tests it around for few more times at Prof. Agasa's house before turning in for the afternoon. But not before getting another surprise visit when Agasa's doorbell rings.

"Eh Hakase, you have guest this afternoon?"

"Uh no Shinichi-kun, I can't imagine anyone would visit someone like me this time, hell I'm not even sure someone would visit me in the first place. Why don't you take the door."

Conan nods then he approaches the door, opens it reveal none other Krieger, who's busying answering the phone.

"Yes, could you deliver by the end of the week?... Excellent−Oh! Hello Conan-kun! What are you doing here? Wait let me end the call−" Krieger says some last goodbye words to the phone before ending it and turns back to Conan. "−You are acquainted with Hakase living in this house?"

"Of course Krieger-niichan!" Conan smiles but inside he's curious about why Krieger would be here.

"By the way, Ran-san called me earlier, stated that she was looking for you, you might want to get back soon."

"Ah Krieger-kun, what are you doing here." Hakase chimes in, also wanting to know the reason the foreigner boy here all of the sudden.

"Hakase, I was planning to ask you for some invention advice but since Ran-san was looking for this little guy over here, I'll take him home and we can talk over tea the other time." Krieger smiles brightly while gesturing the small figure of Conan, Agasa silently nods at the shrunken detective.

"Alright but take care by the way."

"Will do Hakase"

"See you later Hakase, if you invent anything new be sure to let me know!" Conan waves his hand enthusiastically, still getting use to acting like a child in front of everyone so that they don't suspect him of his real identity.

"Conan-kun, can you tell me something about Hakase's invention, I heard he has quite talent in it." Krieger initiates the conversation. Conan, on opposite of his innocent face, snickers inside when he remember that one time Agasa destroyed the brickwall between his house and Kudo's manor, though Conan won't deny that the inventor himself is quite good in regarding the field of matter.

"Eh I don't know much, most of the time he creates wacky stuff that even I don't know what it meant suppose to be. Rarely he would invent a useful stuff without blowing up his laboratory." Conan mischievously laughs, remembering the time when he and Ran would come over Agasa's house to watch him do wonder with his gear.

"But Conan-kun, the real question is, do you trust his invention? The one that truly has use in real life or when the situation demands?" Krieger further inquires to which Conan gives him a questioning look.

"Why the question Krieger-niichan?"

"It's just that there's a project I'm working on and I want to ask for a piece of advices in that field of expertise and according to you, I definitely don't want it to explode right in my face since it's quite dangerous if I'm being honest." Krieger says while scratching his cheek.

"May I ask what project you are working on?"

"Oh it pertains to communicating side, something that can act with or without the need of a phone, you can wear it similar to that of a headband accessory." Krieger further elaborate his new idea with most simplified description he could come with, hoping not to overwhelm the child much.

Except his intention is opposite of really happens, since Krieger already has knowledge of who Conan really is, he actively tries to conceal much information about his new device by giving vague information.

"Oh then you don't to worry niichan, you can safely seek advice from Agasa-hakase. He may looks unreliable at first but once he pours his heart into something, it will work wonderfully." Conan firmly confirms.

"I'll bite then kiddo."

"Also niichan, if it isn't too personal, may I ask whom you called when you came to Hakase's house?"

"It was motor company, or more precisely Yamaha motor company." Krieger curtly says

"Motor company? You're buying a car or a motorbike?"

"Yep, you can say that, back in England, aside from reading with crime and mystery genre books, another hobby of mine is collecting car and motorbike. Since I come here, I lack mean of transportation so I might as well get one new for me."

"I see I see, hey niichan, can I drive with you?" Conan eagerly asks, back in Shinichi forms, he too has an inner car fanatic tendency, wanting one day to own a personal car or bike.

"Heh you can count on it kiddo. Now why don't we pick up our pace, the sun's setting and Ran-san must be worrying for you."

"Umm!"

The daylight had dwindled to a barely perceptible lightening of the gloom, the last of sun ray slowly dwindling from the grey cloud of evening. The sun comes down faster than they expected but the duo still makes it back just in time to Kogoro's Detective Agency. When Krieger and Conan walk in, they see that Kogoro is having guest sit in front of him, Conan seem not to pay attention the girl but Krieger is a completely different story.

'Twin tails, round glass, dress like a high schooler the first time she appears! F*cker, she is finally here.'

That girl is none other than Akemi Miyano.

The End.


Author's Note: Sorry for the delay of this chapter, due to some incidents rendered me inaccessible to my laptop so i was practically stagnated for nearly entire month. Of course there's my ipad as well but all of DC story is in my laptop so in order to do something productive during time i waited for my laptop to be fixed, i actually started another project of mine but that must be under wrap for now.

On a side note though, i probably move this fanfic into once every two weeks schedule as college finally caught my ass now, god knows how many assignments are waiting for me. Anyway, i know it's late but Happy New Year!