Here you are, the stunning finale to "A Night on the Town." Sorry it took so long to finish... but this was also a very fun chapter to write. Thanks to everybody who's read this far, and thanks to everybody who's commented. It's made this whole experience very fun.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans.

And... voila!

Part 4: Dinner and a Show

Sitting in the backseat of Kitten's car, listening to her and Fang prattle on and on, Robin awaited merciful release. Please, somebody save me or kill me. My mind can't take much more of this. He kept thinking.

"So you're going to be his best man at our wedding, right?"

"Babe, I want to be the groom at our wedding. Stop bringing this up."

"For the last time, Fang... it's over! We're just... friends now. Accept that."

"Kitten, I helped you kidnap this guy! Isn't that enough to tell you I love you?"

"Okay, look... 'this guy' you're talking about is my Robbie-poo, my Robin..."

"I know who he is! He's in the backseat right now!"

"And 'this guy' and I are now an item, okay? Okay!"

"Fine." There was a brief silence before Fang continued. "What's so great about him, anyway? He dresses like he idolizes a traffic light."

"God! You are such a baby!"

Robin closed his eyes and tried once more to move his extremities. Nothing. He was completely and totally numb. He just wished yet again that he couldn't hear anything anymore. He looked down as best as he could at his body, his mind still racing to come up with a way to cure himself of the venom's paralysis. Suddenly, inspiration hit.

I've got it! Why didn't I try doing this before? he thought hopefully. He looked downward and then closed his eyes, concentrating very hard. His mouth opened, and the words spilled out quietly. "Azarath... metrion... zinthos!" he whispered. He opened his eyes and found himself still unable to move. I guess it only works for her. Now I know why I didn't try that before. It was a bad idea. Starfire, where are you?

Far across the city, the ruins that were once L'ane Riche, the most posh restaurant in all of Jump City, were quiet now. Everybody had fled the scene moments after the ruckus occurred, and now only an elderly French maitre d' resided. He made his way drunkenly across the floor, singing old Marie Laforet songs to himself as he surveyed what remained of the building in which he had happily held a job for the previous twenty-five years.

"It is not so bad..." he mumbled to himself in his native tongue. "I know there has been at least one time where I've wanted to do such a thing to this horrible place. The rude customers, the picky people, the incompetent staff. Yes, was all of this worth ninety grand a year, a nice car and the chance to come to America?" He paused before a tear trickled down his cheek. "Oui..."

He was startled out of his self-pity by yet another explosion. Grey blobs flew into the air, a large hunk nailing the maitre d' in the chest and staining his shirt as it slid to the ground. Rolling his eyes, he sighed as a purple flash leapt into the air and hovered in place. Surprise overtook him as he realized a beautiful woman was standing in midair before him, looking at him with a confused look on her face. Was this an angel? Was this a sign from God?

"Hello there, weary older human! By chance, did you see in which direction the people who destroyed this palace dedicated to consuming foodstuffs moved towards?" Came the angel's words.

The Frenchman paused, taking in her words slowly and interpreting them as best he could. Finally understanding, he pointed towards the massive hole in the wall behind her. She spun around in the air towards where he was pointing, and smiled. She turned back.

"Thank you, kind sir! I am sorry about this mess!" Offered Starfire as she flew through the hole and into the night. The maitre d' rolled his eyes.

"I need another drink." He mumbled as he grabbed a bottle of vodka from a nearby table.

On the highway, the hum of the Ferrari's engine changed as Robin felt the vehicle begin to slow down.

"We're almost there, Fangy. Better cover him."

Robin groaned as the monstrous figure placed a hood over his head, engulfing him in darkness. From what little he could already see out the window while in the backseat, he had already established a good estimation of the path that he was traveling in. He knew they had taken the highway. He knew they had turned off at one of the exits near the docks. He knew they'd been traveling west, but now he was completely lost. He couldn't move, he couldn't see, and worst of all, the only thing he could still do was hear.

"Robbie-poo, I hope you like pink! Because you're gonna be seeing a lot of it from now on! Pink rooms, pink furniture, pink clothes... My pets, the pink flamingos. I can already see our rose-coloured future. You'll wear a pink tux when you marry the pink-dressed me in a pink chapel while the sun sets a beautiful shade of pink outside. Pink Floyd will play at our reception, and Todd Pinkston will marry us, of course... on Valentine's Day, the pinkest day of the year!" She warbled. Occasionally her jabber would be muffled by screeching tires or a loud horn honking, often accompanied by some unladylike words from Kitten about people and their driving abilities.

"Kitten... I'd rather have pink-eye than listen to you for one more second!" screamed Robin after minutes of hearing nothing but anecdotes relating to one of the lightest shades of red.

"Ohhh... aren't you so funneeeeee!" squealed the girl. "You have a great sense of humour, Robbie-poo. Don't worry, we're here! The date can begin."

The Boy Wonder felt the car roll to a stop and the engine shut off. He heard the sounds of belts being unbuckled, car doors opening and closing. He felt the creepy sensation of immense spider legs lifting him into the air. He tried once more to move any part of his body, but to no avail. He sighed as he felt himself carried into a room much cooler than the outside.

"Hey, babe... You guys could watch The Pink Panther on your honeymoon!"

Robin felt his frame being placed into a chair. The hood was ripped off of him quickly. His eyes adjusted to the dim light.

"Yeah, sure, Fang. Whatever."

The place looked like the inside of a warehouse. The Titans' leader was positive he knew where they were now.

"Y'know, I like pink. A lot. More than he does."

Despite desperately pleading with Kitten, Fang was apparently still following her plan. He'd grabbed a long cord of rope while he was speaking and proceeded to tied to the Boy Wonder to the rickety steel chair he was now sitting awkwardly in.

"No, you don't."

Blocking out the surrounding cacophony, Robin tried to concentrate on the feeling of the rope on his skin. Was it coarse? Was it smooth? Was it loose, or too tight? After almost a minute, he realized it was all in vain. He still felt nothing.

"Yes, I do!"

"No, you don't!"

The circular argument continued for another minute before he finally snapped. "Shut up! Just shut up! I can't take it anymore! All this mindless back and forth! The stupid chatter, the horrible driving, the endless arguments! Just! Shut! Up! God! I can't stand you idiots!" He screamed breathlessly.

A stunned silence overtook the vast building. The chilly room seemed to drop a few more degrees as his two captors gazed at him with looks of utter contempt. Robin glared right back, absolutely furious at his conditions. Kitten grabbed a large knife off of a nearby crate and walked over to Robin, waving the blade in his face. As she brought the edge right to his nose, Robin's eyes grew very wide.

"Robbie... that wasn't very nice. At all..."

"Do it, babe."

"You know what happens to rude Robbie-poos, don't you?"

Robin gulped. "No..." he whispered, fear trickling into his once defiant voice.

Kitten narrowed her eyes further into thin slits of rage. "They lose their noses." She hissed. Robin closed his eyes, bracing to the worst. They opened again quickly when he felt no pain but heard peals of laughter.

"I can't stay mad at you, you adorable man!" She proclaimed, tossing the knife over her shoulder and missing one of Fang's legs by inches. She smiled very broadly, any traces of disdain on her face now lost to memory. If Robin could have cocked an eyebrow, this would have been the moment to do it.

"Uhh.. Kitten, babe... Did you hear what he just said?"

"Yes, Fangeeee..." droned Kitten through clenched teeth. "But I forgive him. I don't think he meant it. It was just a joke!"

"It wasn't a joke, Kit. I don't know why we're even bothering with him. Let's ditch this loser!"

"No! You agreed to help me! And I can't stay mad at my Robbie-poo. Come on, look at him! He's soooooooo cute!" she hugged the bound Robin fiercely. He groaned loudly, the sound of a man at the end of his rope.

"You guys can start executing the hostages now... please?"

Kitten burst into loud, obnoxious laughter. "You are so funny!" She slapped the shoulder of her captive date. "Now stop it! Our date shall begin. Waiter, if you would?" she snapped her fingers and her monstrous henchman sighed. He walked into a nearby room, closing the door behind him. The disturbingly bubbly girl stared at Robin, grinning an eerie grin but saying nothing, raising her eyebrows now and again. Robin looked at her, then to the door, and back to her again. She still did not speak, but continued with her intense stare. Robin looked at a crack in the floor for the next minute, praying to God for a miracle. Finally, the silence was broken when the door opened again. Emerging from the portal was a tuxedo-clad spider-headed man carrying a card table and a second (much more elegant) chair. Kitten stepped back as her former beau placed the card table in front of Robin and set the chair directly across from the bound teen.

"What's... what's going on?" Robin inquired.

"Our date, silly!" chirped the pink-clad girl. She narrowed her eyes at Fang and cleared her throat. Getting the hint, her ersatz waiter pulled the elegant chair out, and Kitten took her seat, brightness returning. She giggled again. "Waiter, I think we shall see some menus?"

Fang sighed. "Coming right up, madam." He recited in a bored tone. He made his way once more into the back room.

Kitten squeaked and waved to her date. She looked hurt for a brief moment before touching her hand to her forehead. "Right! You can't wave back! Silly me."

Robin managed a faux chuckle. "Yes... silly."

The sound of a door closing was heard once more, and Fang returned with menus, placing the two booklets on the table. Kitten snatched hers up quickly, looked at Fang, and gestured towards the Titans' leader with her head. Fang sighed once more and held the menu open in front of the Boy Wonder. Robin's choice was incredibly limited. In huge bold letters before him was simply one word: Burgers.

"Gee, I think I'll have the burgers." Came Robin's dry request.

Kitten clapped her hands together and squealed. "Me too!" she blurted.

Fang took the menus and returned to the back room. The blonde teen reached across the table for Robin's hand, and found that the position he was now trapped in put his hands very close to his body. She lunged across the piece of furniture and gripped his hand. While the Boy Wonder couldn't feel anything, he saw the indentation her fingers were putting into his hands and his eyes grew wide.

"Robbie... We ordered the same thing! It must be kismet! We are star-crossed lovers!"

"Uhh... yeah. Sure. Why not?"

"How come you didn't order for me, though?" she pouted.

"You didn't give me any time!" he groaned.

"You should have just jumped right in! You should have known! Geez, what kind of gentleman are you?"

"Not much of one, I guess. Sorry to disappoint."

"Don't worry, my loooooove. I forgive you."

"Uh, thanks."

The sound of a door slamming caused Kitten's head to snap in the direction of the disruption. She slid back into her seat as Fang walked over to their table carrying a silver platter with a cover.

"Your meals." Came his monotone as he removed the cover to reveal... fast food burgers and french fries.

Robin rolled his eyes as his dinner was set before him. A high heeled shoe shot out from beneath the card table and collided with the henchman's human shin. Trying hard not to curse, the spider-headed man grumbled under his breath as he proceeded to force feed his beloved's date. Robin's eyes grew wide as he felt the meal shoved down his gullet with surprising force, and did everything in his power to fight off choking. After a quick glare from the girl in pink, Fang's feedings became more relaxed and less hostile. When the food was finally devoured, the two sat there in silence, Kitten staring intently at Robin, who had little choice but to stare back.

"Welllllll...?" she finally burped, raising an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to ask me to dance?"

"But... but there's no music?"

"MAESTRO!" she shrilled, and her spider-headed companion winced before making his way over to a CD player hidden in the corner. Pressing a button with one of his massive legs, a soft tune began to lilt across the room. A dreamy look overtook Kitten as Robin looked to the heavens for salvation.

"Ya know, you still owe me a dance from last time..." she whispered to him, an edge undercutting her words.

Finally, the Boy Wonder sighed. "Kitten... would you do me the honour of having this dance?" He droned.

The ditzy blonde gasped theatrically, bringing her hands to her face. "Ohhh Robbie, I would LOVE to!"

There was an awkward pause before she realized Robin couldn't move. Blushing, she ran over and lifted him off the chair, dragging his limp form to the centre of the warehouse. Drawing him close, she began to lead one of the most bizarre slow dances the world would ever know. Arms and spider-legs folded, Fang cursed under his breath as he watched
his unrequited love swaying her crush around as if he was a cardboard cut-out.

Robin stared over Kitten's shoulder at the nearby door. Any second now... the door will crash open and Star will fly in and I'll be saved. I can't... He paused from his daydream and realized something. He could feel Kitten's arms on his back. With a sudden rush of breath, he tried very hard not to betray this new information. His eyes flickered to his captor's face, which was stuck in the same sickening grin as usual. Biting his tongue, he stole a glance to his left pinky, and with a brief pause, he began to move it about slowly. It was true--he was no longer frozen! Looking back at his captors, he was convinced they had no idea. Excellent. He thought simply.

Kitten looked into Robin's eyes as he was glancing back at her. "Oh, Robbie-poo... You feel it, too?"

"Er, feel what?"

"This animal magnetism. This... raw chemistry. Face it, lover. We were meant to be together. We were made for each other." she said in a hushed tone.

Robin began to sweat profusely. "Are... you sure maybe it's not just gas? Those burgers..." He was cut off suddenly by a single finger brought to his lips.

"There's nothing left to say, Robbie-poo... and just one thing left to do..." With that, she drew her face towards his. The Boy Wonder found himself torn between two horrible fates--betray his secret and lose the element of surprise, or get kissed by a living Barbie doll? Just as he had made his choice in that split second, the decision was made for him as an upper window shattered several feet away. Everybody's eyes were drawn to the area that had rung with the sound of shattering glass, and to much surprise, a purple-clad figure emerged from the hole.

A look of absolute rage possessed Starfire's features. "Kindly take your lips away from my date's face!" She hissed in a tone Robin wasn't sure he had ever heard come from the alien before.

Letting go of her would-be beau, Kitten swiftly reached into her handbag and pulled out the pistol yet again. She pointed it at the Tamaranian as Starfire flew in circles in the air. Fang stood by in surprise, unsure of how to act.

"Your date? That ship has sailed, sister!" Screamed the once unnaturally cheerful teen as she waved her weapon in the air.

"Do not call me sister! I am no female relative of yours!"

"I don't care! You had your chance! Robbie-poo is mine now! Right, Robbie-poo--Wait, how are you standing on your own?"

Robin slapped himself in the face. Whoops.

"He's unfrozen! Fang..." she shouted, but was interrupted as Robin kicked the pistol from her hand, spinning quickly on his heels and tossing an explosive disk from his belt towards his other adversary, the explosion knocking Fang to the ground.

"You got too cocky, Kitten. You didn't disarm my belt." Smirked Robin as he drew his bostaff. The girl's eyes were wide with horror.

"And you did not remove his communicator, either! That made it easy to locate him!" Added Starfire, holding up her own communicator for show.

Kitten's eyes watered and she began to cry by this point. "FANGEEEEEEE!" she shrieked, and with just that one word the spider was up, moving swiftly towards Robin. As the two males dueled, the pink-infatuated teen turned her attention back to the alien in the air. "And you! You... you... you... BITCH!"

"I am a female Tamaranian, thank you, not a canine!"

"I don't care what you are! Get down here! You ruined my evening!"

Starfire's eyes grew wide. "I ruined your evening? Do you not contemplate the irony of the statement you just made?" She scoffed.

Kitten reached into his handbag and took out her whip, lashing out towards the red-headed beauty. "I! DON'T! CARE!"

I cannot use starbolts... I would kill such a fragile human. But she did disrupt by evening--my date--with Robin. thought Starfire briefly before she landed on the ground in front of her blonde opponent. "Let us... get it on!" she finally declared, eyes narrowing.

"With pleasure!" came the reply, a malicious smile on the villain's face.

Kitten lashed out once again with her whip, and Star dodged easily to her right, leaping upon her human foe within seconds. Kitten collapsed to the ground under the weight, and the duo rolled around, hissing as they traded blows. The pink-clad girl rolled on top of Star, grabbing a hunk of her scalp and yanking hard, causing her foe to cry out in pain. Starfire swung at the human, missing as the blonde pulled her head quickly out of reach. Kitten responded by headbutting the Tamaranian in the chest, knocking the wind out of her temporarily.

"You are lucky I am pulling my punches!" choked Star as she swung again, slamming a fist into her enemy's stomach.

"Ha! Like you could hurt me! OW! Not so rough!" screeched the pink-clad girl as she raked her long nails along Starfire's upper arms.

Crying out in pain, the redhead shoved her opponent off of her, pouncing on her now-prone enemy and driving an elbow into her ribcage. Kitten cried out, punching the alien in the eye. When Starfire recoiled from the blow, the pink-clad fiend bit the orange teen's hand as hard as she could. The Tamaranian shouted out in pain before her eyes began to glow green once again.

"That is it! I have had enough!" She screamed, and the teenage girl before her squawked with fear.

Grabbing Kitten by the forearms, Starfire swung her foe into the air. The blonde teen shouted out in surprise as she was tossed swiftly to the right, crashing into some nearby boxes. Still clutching tightly, the superpowered girl swung her prey to the left this time, knocking over the card table and the makeshift meal, scattering garbage across the room. Changing direction, Starfire whipped Kitten towards the ground, the girl crying out in surprise and pain as she bounced off the wooden floor and back into the air. Spinning back to the left as she charged forward, the alien slammed her captive into a nearby wall. Raising her above her head, Starfire shouted out a victory cry before tossing the moaning body into a nearby open crate.

Kitten grunted, a dazed look overtaking her face, her eyes squinting. "Wha... What happened?" she moaned.

"You have met your match. That is what has occurred." Starfire declared with a cocky smirk. She turned to see how her beloved was doing and was surprised to find neither of the males fighting, but instead staring intently at the two girls.

"Catfight. That was hot." blurted Fang.

Robin instead looked almost horrified. "Starfire... are you okay?"

The Tamaranian girl blushed. "Er... I guess I became a little too carried away?" she asked. Robin nodded, stunned. Starfire scratched the back of her head, embarrassed. "I did not wish to hurt her too badly. I just felt she needed to be... what is the phrase... 'Taught a lesson'?"

"I'd say she just graduated, Star." chuckled Robin, still shocked.

Their moment was swiftly ruined as Robin was knocked to the ground, engulfed in a sticky grey blob. Starfire turned to face Fang, who proceeded to spit venom in her direction, driving her away from the semi-conscious Kitten. The arachnid-headed man leapt towards his love.

"Babe! We gotta get out of here!" he yelled.

"Santa... Santa, I need a new dolly!"

"Yeah, sure, whatever. We gotta go!" he shouted, spitting venom at the alien to keep her at bay as the Boy Wonder struggled to free himself. Lifting Kitten into the air, Fang looked at her bruised face. "Let's never fight again, okay, babe?"

The ditzy teen squinted at his face before offering a loopy smile. "Okie dokie, Santa!"

Fang grunted as he made his way for the door, opening it and colliding face first with a wall of dark energy. The duo collapsed to the ground, Kitten laying across the half-arachnid's chest as he looked up and beheld the remaining Titans standing triumphantly before them.

"Goin' somewhere?" chuckled Cyborg, his cannon pointed at them.

The spider-hybrid let out an exasperated sigh. "No..." he spat, almost pouting.

"I know these people..." muttered Kitten in a lazy tone.

As the police took the two villains into custody, Starfire and Robin sat on the edge of the docks, arms wrapped around each other, watching the moon.

"I'm sorry the date didn't work out, Star."

"It is okay. I had fun before the evil demon-girl came and ruined everything." Starfire smiled, and Robin responded in kind.

"Hey, tell you what... How about a rain check?"

Starfire looked puzzled. "Why must we examine the precipitation?"

Robin bit his lip to avoid laughing. "It just means that we should do this again sometime. Very soon. Just us. And no crazy people. I will put everybody in the city in prison if it has to happen." He explained. The red-haired beauty laughed at his joke.

"Sound good?" He queried, poking her in the ribs. She nodded.

"Excellent..." he whispered as he stroked her hair.

Without warning, Starfire looked away, her face troubled. "Robin... there is one thing I must know..."

Tilting his head to the side, the spiky-haired teen shrugged. "Sure, what is it?"

"When I came to rescue you, the horrible being known as Kitten was... was about... was about to... was about to kiss you."

"Er, yes. I, uh, guess she was..."

"You were horribly paralyzed and could not defend yourself against such an onslaught, correct?" She looked at her man with hope in her eyes.

Robin looked at the ground. "That's... not entirely true, Star. I regained movement while we were dancing." Starfire's eyes grew wide at this news, and began to water. "But... I wasn't going to actually let her kiss me." He continued. His date cocked an eyebrow. "It would have meant losing the element of surprise, but... I was going to pull away before she could... kiss me. I had decided to do that the second before you came in to save me."

The girl in his arms beamed. "So you would not have let the pink creature kiss you?"

"I'd rather have had my face cut off with a pair of rusty scissors, Star."

"Glorious! Simply glorious!" chuckled Starfire, closing her eyes as she blushed. Opening her orbs again, a serious expression overtook both of their faces as they just sat and stared at each other.

I don't know what I was nervous about. The masked teen thought to himself. Besides... there's more to a date than just talking... With that, he sprang into action.

A look of surprise overtook the Tamaranian girl as Robin pulled her in close, pressing his lips tightly to hers, kissing her passionately. She winced as she dove headfirst into his kiss, turning a deep shade of crimson as she did. Their bodies intertwined, they breathed in each other's scents, relished one another's taste. After what felt like several minutes lost in a wonderful world, they parted. She looked at him with a shy smile.

"You, on the other hand..." he chuckled nervously, looking at the ground. "I would kiss any day of the week."

"Robin, you are still full of the nerves!" chided Starfire. "Allow me to be beneficial..." she whispered, pulling him in for a second kiss before he could even utter a sound. The look of shock on his face mirrored her earlier expression.

After almost a minute, he pulled away slowly with a lopsided grin. "Hey... do you still want to get that dessert?"

"That sounds like an ideal plan... date."

The two chuckled as they began to walk back, hand in hand, towards the T-Car parked on the dock. Standing in front of the vehicle were the other Titans.

"Did you kids have fun?" goaded Cyborg, nudging Robin once he was close enough.

"Well, getting kidnapped wasn't fun. But the rescue... Well, let me put it the best way I can..." He kissed Star on the cheek for effect. "I hate to admit it, but Fang was right. Watching Starfire demolish Kitten was pretty... um... hot." He blushed at his own words.

"Then would that I could vanquish the yellow-haired demon every night!" came her reply, and she surprised him with another deep kiss.

"Ewwww... get a room, guys!" blurted Beast Boy, his tongue sticking out.

"Can we go home?" added Raven in a monotone. "I don't wish to stand around watching you two make out all evening."

"Yeah, sure, you guys can head home. Can we get a ride to my R-Cycle, though? It's just parked..."

"Say no more! I foresaw this circumstance, and took the liberty of locating the R-Cycle and driving it to this location!" interrupted Beast Boy, a atmosphere of pride overtaking him.

Robin's eyes narrowed. "You... did... what?" he uttered, his tone a mixture of surprise and outrage, his fists tightening. into compact spheres.

Beast Boy brought his hands up to protect his face. "Chill out! Chill out! See! It's okay, all in one piece, no dents, no damage!" He pointed to the R-Cycle parked behind the T-Car along the edge of the dock.

Robin walked over to his motorcycle and noted that it was indeed in pristine condition. The Boy Wonder let out a whistle. "I gotta hand it to you, Beast Boy. I didn't think you could do it. But... good job! I'm both surprised and impressed!" The green-skinned boy grinned at his leader's compliment, showing his teeth.

"I'm also surprised and impressed, but mostly because he used the words 'foresaw' and 'circumstance' properly in a sentence." quipped Raven with a slight grin. Beast Boy frowned for a second before Robin walked back over and patted him on the back.

The Titan's leader nodded his head as he spoke. "Excellent work. This doesn't mean you can start going for joyrides. But... we'll see." The Changeling clapped his hands together, his eyes taking on the look of a man deeply lost in his thoughts.

The second Robin finished those words, a huge wave splashed over the docks and pulled the red vehicle into the ocean. Robin's jaw dropped as Beast Boy's eyes grew as wide as dinner plates.

"I didn't do anything..." whispered the downtrodden green-skinned lad as his leader began to grit his teeth.

"Perhaps if there is ever a next time--a gigantic 'if,' I might add--you will not park my vehicle so close to the ocean." Droned Robin, glaring at his friend. His comrade uttered a nervous laugh. "Now... seeing as you are the only person who can breathe underwater... you're going to get my bike. Cyborg, once he gets it onto the land, please tow it home."

"Can do, man." Came the cybernetic teen's reply as a green seal dove into the water..

"Raven... can you teleport us to the ice cream stand by the pier?"

"Yes." The Gothic teen nodded.

"Thanks. C'mon, Starfire. Our night on the town isn't finished yet!" he pulled his giggling orange-skinned girlfriend close to him. They locked lips one more time as they disappeared into a cloud of dark energy.

The End

Well, thanks again for reading this story! Once again, comments and reviews are always appreciated!

The ideas just keep on coming. I have a new fanfic planned out that I just have to finally type up and edit. It's going to be darker in tone, but definitely very cool. Keep a close watch for it in the near future. Until next time, peace! - AMZ-C-Raven.