THAT SYLVEON

Wow, and all this time I thought it was spelled 'Barbeque' XD

I'm planning to take it slow from here onwards. I believe that my writing sounds a lot better when I have time to upload a chapter. Otherwise, Let us get on with the chapter!

Wait though - The lemon that was previously here had been taken out, mostly due to the requests of a lot you claiming that the lemon was too early and out of place. It does make sense though, and lemons are a bit of a novelty around this story, so my apologies, model6100g.

Also, an update thanks to Chief0000. Working at 2AM isn't my strongest suit. Sorry about that confusion, PatrioticSwellow. Cesca is 14, not 12. My bad.

Awesome Sawss/Luanastar do not own Pokemon.

The barbecue was still going on nicely, and it had only been just an hour since new visitors arrived: The trio of Tyson and Bonnie, alongside their small child, named Cesca, had made themselves at home.

Anais, Barry and Cesca were stuck in the kitchen, mindlessly playing mild board games, whilst the adults were laughing at shouting in the lounge, obviously drinking something that got up their hypes.

"Man. I'm tired. Are these guys gonna leave?" mumbled Barry, moving his piece across the board five spaces. Anais rolled her eyes, induced by Barry's intolerance to nearly everything.

"Barry, you don't even live here. Aren't you leaving with your parents?" Barry sadly shook his head.

"Nope. They've got a lot of work to do. Dad has to go to different regions and all, and Mom has work at West Latias hospital. Funny how this exact day was their day off." replied Barry, grabbing a deck from the middle pile.

"I don't know about you guys, but I enjoy staying here with your moms and dads!" cheerfully claimed Cesca, reaching for the dice to roll. "They're a lot more interesting than mine."

Anais made a picture of his father in her head. He was pretty much the most regular Pokemon she's seen around ever. It's not really like he held some amazing backstory or anything. From time to time, he would often tell her of times humorous in his teenage-hood, but aside from that, Julley portrayed himself as the stereotypical good guy father.

AHEM! Sorry about that. I choked on irony.

"ANAIS!" That was no doubt, her mother's voice from the lounge. Just at the moment when she was about to question the obnoxious and unhelpful voice in her head too. "Can you get me my phone from my room?" Anais groaned stressfully. She was sixteen years of age, so one would think that she wouldn't be used as such a tool. Although, she was her mother's daughter, so she's obligated to do everything she wishes. Hopefully, if Anais was to have a child, she would treat them with the utmost care and respect appropriate to their age. It was a little bit too early to be thinking about that though. She wouldn't want to follow her parents' route on that subject.

"Sure!" She put down her cards, face flat, and paced up the stairs to her mother and father's room. As Anais opened it the door, she came across a very clean room, with everything how it should be. The soft sunset light that peered through the window brought about a sense of comfort and ease to it's inhabitants. The red silky sheets have never looked so soft before, and the furniture only complimented the surroundings. It was like a breath of fresh air.

Guessing that Cassidy would keep her phone on the desk, Anais pounced into the room, looking on the wooden desk for any electronic devices. However, a large black book that was on the floor next to the desk caught the Sylveon's eye. She had some time to spare before her mother would eventually get frustrated and tell her to get a move on, so Anais picked up the book and read the title.

'Fifty Shades of Dark Types by G. MODEL' showed on the front cover. She had never heard of this kind of book, and it had never really been in her best interest to actually pick up a novel and begin reading. Thanks to the advancement of technology, the internet allowed her to simply read whatever she wanted online, making books obsolete. However, the strange eagerness to find out what was hidden inside the covers swept that aside quite quickly, and Anais opened to where there was a bookmark left by the last person to read this.

Don't worry. Nothing too "LE GASP" around here folks. I guess you could call it any other arbitrary citrus fruit. Satsuma? Satsuma it is then.

"... I was at his house, because I had to leave my apartment when my rent went up. I didn't want to move in with my parents, because that would be embarrassing to me. He was willing to let me live here until I could get a decent living space. We were at his kitchen table dining on spaghetti, talking about our issues with our sex lives: we both had none. I was a Serperior, making my hands useless in sexual activity and most large type Pokemon rejected me. He was a Samurott on the other hand, and was always shy and nervous about engaging in conversations. I had no idea as to why he is so shy around other people at work except me. Even so, I was the same way, and he is the only Pokemon that I usually talk to on friendly terms at work. He said to me, "W-well, If you're willing to... We can solve this little problem of us being... together..."

I blushed when he said this, and there was an awkward pause. Was he really asking me to have sex with him? Or was he more interested in my pleasure? I looked at him in his deep blue eyes, leaned forward, and I said: "Yes... let's do it."

His face was surprised at my answer, and he blushed. "Uh, alright then... let's get started" he said and thus, we traversed upstairs to his personal quarters, both of us anticipating our first time experiencing intimacy with another Pokemon. We lay down on his bed in his well kept room and began to massage each other. His body was surprisingly well sculpted, as his pectoral muscles were highly visible, and his body was fairly slim and sexy. He then initiated the foreplay by giving me a deep, open maw kiss. His body was resting on mine in the missionary position, and every sensation of feeling his hot steamy body on mine made my womanhood tremble with pleasure. We made blissful eye contact, and perceived each others' lustful intentions. Then, I felt the Samurott's hard swolle-"

"ANAIS!" said Sylveon was shaken with surprise, nearly dropping the book to the floor. Damn, it was just getting interesting too. "Can you hurry it up a little?" Cassidy's voice was so loud, it was if she was in the room with her. In a frenzy of discomposure, Anais scrambled around the room to find her mother's phone, eventually spotting it on the bed, and got out of there immediately, taking the book with her, of course. Once in across the hallway, she rapidly opened the door to her room, and flung the book with hasty precision onto the bed for her to read later. Finally, she pounced downstairs into the lounge, where she could hand over her mother's phone. For a very obvious reason, the room smelled of nothing but alcohol. Heck, even her own father looked on the edge.

"Thank you dear. I just want to make a call." Anais nodded, before leaving the very intoxicating room in favour of the much cleaner kitchen. She found Barry and Cesca talking quietly as they awaited her arrival. Anais didn't think that she would tell them about the book, because Cesca doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut, and just knowing that Barry knows about it too would be off-putting.

"You took ages to get a phone. Now I don't remember where I put my piece!" whined Cesca, just like the spoiled fourteen year old she was. For some reason, Anais had gotten some connotations to link her to one of her mother's brothers, but she'll think about that later. "What were you doing up there? Dreaming of your booooyyyfrieeend?"

Barry watched the Sylveon react in surprise. Had she gotten a boyfriend already? Anais couldn't really say that she was wrong, but there was no way that she would tell her that.

"Ugh, shut..." Anais realized that swearing to a preteen wouldn't look so well on her record once Cesca ups and zips over to the lounge to broadcast what she said. "...the full cup." It was close, but not close enough for the opposing party to say anything about it.

"Take it easy, you two. Let's carry on with the game." Barry, despite being the strongest among them, was the keeper of peace in the house of the Breon-Solians. It's one of the main things that distinguished him in the eyes of his mother between himself and his father when he was in his teenage years. His mother loved Brendan because he was a strong guy. However, his mother loved him because he was a good guy. But the question is, who wins in the end? Nonetheless, Anais complied with his request, and took a seat down once again.

The Moon levitated in the background of silver, shimmering stars. Night time had come around for all, concluding the barbecue after the food was devoured. Anais was in her room, where the adults were certain that she was asleep. Little did they know, a teenager never goes to sleep at 10 o'clock. Once she was sure that everyone else was either dead asleep or had left, Anais whipped out the book from under the pillow of her bed, got out a flashlight, and began to read some more.

...

Anais squealed from under the bed. She wanted to keep reading, but it's next pages were stuck together by some sort of fluid. Anais only hoped that it was glue. On the other hand, that story was so good, she felt herself getting aroused slightly. She could imagine being in the muscular arms of Nester, his tongue trailing across her fur as he pumped her with his strong hips... Oh Arceus, yes. This book really made her realize how much she wanted Nester to grab her and claim her as his. To be honest, every girl in the school dreamed for that, but none had the same amount of passion as she did. The book made her wonder things that she had never acknowledged before. However, it also made her wonder... What was it doing in her parents' room?! Some questions are just better left unanswered. For now...

"Uhh... What the... Anais? Are you still awake?" That groan belonged to no one other than Barry, whom of which Anais actually forgot was still sleeping here for the rest of the week.

"Y-Yeah. I was just catching up with some homework, that's all." Anais could see Barry's violet irises gleam in the dark. She would have probably been a little more frightened if it wasn't for the contrast of Barry's calm and soothing voice.

"In the dark? Under your blankets? At 2AM in the morning?!" That sounded less calm. Anais was beginning to see that her lies had quite a few thousand holes in it.

"Of course! I don't want to get a detention." Barry sighed, plopping back onto the plump plateau that was his discount air mattress.

"Just go back to sleep."

Anais went back further onto her bad, and felt around for her flashlight and book. Thankfully, the flashlight was stuffed under her pillow. However, the book was nowhere to be found. Uh oh. Anais started flailing her arms about trying to get a feel onto that book. She felt something at the tip of her paw, but it was just at the end of the bed, knocking it further over to the soft cliff. The book slid off, and a mildly large thump came from the floor. Obviously, it had made a destructive nest in Barry's head, since the air mattress was right next to the bed's bank.

"OW!" shouted Barry. At this rate, her parents were gonna wake up. Better yet, Julius would wake up, throw a hissy fit and then start crying due to the bogeyman or something. At then, her parents would wake up again. "What's going on?" cried the younger Blaziken. At least she knew where the book was now.

"Uh, sorry! I... Uh..." There weren't many excuses that Anais could mutter in the time that it took Barry to get up and switch on the lights. He examined the book under the brighter conditions, and blushed as soon as he saw the blurb.

"You won't believe your eyes... Or your erections?!" read Barry, recoiling at the very cheesy and sexual statement. "What the name of Arceus, Giratina and Mewtwo are you reading?!"

Well damn, now I'm gonna have to host a meeting with those guys just to establish what you were doing.

"D-Don't blame me! I found it in my parents room!"

"Then go and put it back! This is disgusting!"

Anais snatched the book out of the Blaziken's talons and strutted off with it inside of her maw. If she knew that he was going to go insane over it, she probably would have waited until tomorrow to eat it. Thankfully, Julley and Cassidy were very deep sleepers. The only thing to really worry about it waking Julius.

As soon as Anais got to her parents' door, she heard the sounds of springs compressing and decompressing rhythmically. Upon putting her ears to the door, she heard the following voices.

"Oh yeah, keep going dear."

"You like that, dont'cha Cass."

"Ohh, I do..."

EW!

To be completely honest, they've been doing this at least once per week. Quite a functional sex life, I'd say.

That's not the point! I hear them all the time, and I would actually be giddy if it weren't my parents that were ploughing each other's brains out.

Consider yourself lucky. Us up here can't plough anything because half the people here don't know what gender they are regardless.

An additional voice came into play, but it wasn't from the two parties that were involved in the relaxing session of intercourse. Instead, it was the same Pokemon that Anais wanted to avoid awaking.

"Mama? Papa? What you doing?"

"Uh... We're... I'm fixing the bed, because it's broken, dear. But you need to wake up early tomorrow, so let Mama put you to sleep."

"Nuh-Uh! I wanna help!"

"J-Julius! Stay right there! Don't come over to the bed! ANAIS!" Julley and Cassidy needed a way of dispatching their three year old Eevee child before they saw something that would scar them for the rest of their lives. What other way than calling their eldest child?

Anais winced at the shriek that came from her mother, summoning her into the room before she had time to answer the bigger questions, such as: "what the hell?". Anais burst in the room, facing the side opposite to where Julley and Cassidy were 'working' and snatching Julius in her maw. She then ran out of the room with the cub, going to her own and setting him on the air mattress. Barry was just trying to get some sleep, but was awoken by the larger pressure that was exerted on the other side of the mattress. Keep in mind, he possessed the same weight issue as his father. Brendan had told him they weighed so little to jump higher. Barry had told him that he was trying to make him feel better, but it had at least worked a little.

"Julius! What were you doing in there?" scolded Anais. Barry wasn't sure what was going on, nor why Julius was on his bed, but he had a headache, and just wanted to sleep.

"Mama said that she was fixing the bed, and I wanted to help!" As one could see, Julius started speaking the basic language at a very young age, but didn't know any of the bigger words yet to express himself properly.

"I don't think they were..." Anais re-evaluated what she was about to say, and retracted her statement quickly. "Uh, I mean, Mom is pretty fine on her own, so..." Julius still started at her. "Look, just go to sleep, alright?"

"Does that mean I sleep with Barry? He's hot!" Barry, the very creeped out Blaziken, and Anais, both glared at the young Eevee, who cuddled up against the Blaziken for warmth. Someone really needs to teach this kid about context.

"I just want to get school over with. I've got a headache." That was the sound of a Blaziken that had little to no breathing space at all during his slumber, courtesy of a small Eevee that embraced him a little bit too hard.

After getting no sleep at all, Anais and Barry lethargically slumped to school. Barry was expected to be very active, but couldn't make any facades in this case. He just wanted more sleep. Anais was the same. She was one of the top five battlers in her whole school. Staying up until 2AM is probably going to be a factor that deducts her of that role.

"You're telling me. I want this week to end, as you dad is coming back from Johto on Saturday. He should've left this morning. Everyone knows that every week, he gives my dad a couple bills, so I'll just go shopping, you know what I mean?" Barry was concerned how his cousin knew that information, yet he didn't.

"When did he tell you that?" Anais shook her head, and brought out her phone, opening the application named 'Snivychat' (Say it quickly). She showed him a picture of his father, enjoying a glass of wine on what Barry assumed was an aeroplane thanks to the background. There was a small caption, too, saying: 'Gone 2 Johto to face Ty's team, Ruby Omegas, brb Sat #1teamplayer –BBB'.

Once again, Barry was reminded why he didn't like using his phone, let alone Snivychat. "Don't you follow your own dad?" asked Anais, smirking at the Blaziken's embarrassment.

"I don't even use my phone that often." He at least had the quips of using a portable device, but when it came to more complicated functions, Barry was just as lost as a ground type in the air.

Barry and Anais brought this conversation inside of the school, with the Sylveon chuckling at the fire type's lack of need for modern technology. Technology nowadays was everything. Anais could recall when she was younger, how her family, at first, weren't really up towards the idea of having a car. Her dad believed that it caused too much pollution, and her mom believed that it was too expensive. Eventually, it was her grandpa who convinced them to get one. Now, Dad barely leaves the vehicle alone.

Anais opened the door to their tutor room, and took her seat on one side of the classroom, while Barry took one at the other. None of her friends had arrived yet, leaving her precious time to herself. Gazing across the interior of the room, Anais smiled at the sight of her beloved Ninetales, chatting away with her cousin.

Nester was such a great guy when it came down to bare bones, majorly because he filled out the criteria that made him boyfriend material, in Anais' opinion: Good looks? That's a check for sure. Rich? Enough to satisfy her needs. Smart? Duh, he got A's in every test, no less. All Anais needed to know was how... 'capable', he was in the bedroom. Her aunt Jasmine always told her about how men should always be able to please a woman behind closed doors. She said that it was the reason why she married Brendan. To Anais, Jasmine was less of an aunt, and more of a best friend, mostly because of the way she would say anything, no matter how derogatory it sounded, in front of the Sylveon.

Coming through the door now was another Pokemon, but one that she always turned a blind eye to. Raidon entered the room, a carefree smile upon his toned frame. He looked around the room for any available seats, but unfortunately found none, as his truest friend, Barry, was being occupied by Nester. Raidon couldn't really say that he took a liking towards the Ninetales, because they both encompassed such different personalities; it was hard to find something in common. Raidon looked over to his left: Anais was on her own, and seemed to take notice of his presence in the room. Fueled by the passion to make friends with Anais, he walked over to her, taking a seat to her right.

"Good morning, Anais!" humbly greeted the electric type. Once again, Anais wasn't very sure on how to necessarily converse with him. It was purely a one-sided relationship between them. "How was your sleep?" His attitude to make small talk really made her cringe.

"It was alright, I guess. What about yours?" Raidon nodded, as if to say it was fine. Around this guy, Anais just felt introverted, because there was just no way to make good conversation. Thankfully, a Pokemon in her peripheral vision met with her pupils. A beige fur tone only meant that it was Nester.

"Hey, babe." calmly said Nester, choosing to lean on Anais' desk instead of sitting down. He craned his neck over to take a look at the Pokemon that was sitting next to her. Nester had never really seen this person before, so he simply gave him one of those douchebag nods. Raidon, not being too cultured in gesticulation, gave him a nervous thumbs up as a response. "You got a minute, Anais? Or are you two uh... talking here?" Anais then glared at the Luxray. His smile told her that it was alright to run along with her soon-to-be dream husband, yet his eyes cried out to her, urging her not to go. Anais was at a standoff, and could only rely on her gut feeling to tell her what to tell Nester.

"Well... we weren't really talking about anything important, so..."

DAMN IT! There were thousands of nicer ways of telling him, and I picked the one at the bottom of the barrel!

Oh well, doesn't matter anymore now. Looks like you just crushed his spirit under your massive ego.

Not helpful.

I'm not supposed to be.

"Y-Yeah, it's fine." added Raidon, shifting his vision to the ground below. Anais sombrely apologized to the Luxray with the use of vision as she got out of her chair, but Raidon refused to make eye contact. Nester led Anais to another side of the classroom, where they could talk in private. Nester hoisted up two chairs for them to sit on, so they could negotiate professionally.

"I don't know what you were doing hanging out with that herb, but oh well. That's not what I wanted to tell you." Anais couldn't tell you that she knew exactly what herb meant, but nonetheless, she nodded as if she did.

Did he just call him a... 'Herb'? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

"Later tonight, I'm gonna have to leave a bit early during our date, since I've got some family over. Don't take it to heart, but my older brother's coming back from university, and I haven't seen him in a year." That was fine. It left Anais with a gaping hole in her stomach, but it was fine. Not everything can go your way, and if you have Nester as your boyfriend essentially, what did it matter anyway?

"That's okay. I have you, and you have me. We can arrange for another date if you want." compromised Anais. Nester nodded, and leaned forward, giving Anais a small pecker on her cheek as he lifted himself up from his seat. Her first kiss. Anais felt all kind of things at that point, but could only settle on the fact that she had just been kissed by Nester. NESTER. She may as well have a millionaire for an uncle and a legendary Pokemon as her own personal advisor! OH WAIT. She was hoping to feel a little more of those, now.

It was time that registration ended, and their next lessons begun. Nester had already left, and neither Bella nor Lola were here yet. Raidon had sadly made his leave too, which meant that Anais only had herself to go to gym. It gave her valuable time, at least, to reflect on how much of a jerk she is for dismissing Raidon like that. It wasn't like he came over to her to be a nuisance. If anything, he came over because he saw that she was alone, with no one to accompany her. Nester, however, had only came over just to tell her how he was going to cut short their date together. She was meant to choose the lesser evil, and she utterly flopped.

Walking into the gymnasium, she saw that students were only just beginning to fill up the bleachers. Mrs. Easel seemed to be flipping through some notes on her clipboard, as she could see when coming in from behind her. Whenever the Weavile carried that clipboard in her claws, you could expect something big upcoming. Anais plopped down onto one of the benches, sighing as she patiently waited for the lesson to start. She couldn't wait until she left this damned place.

"Okay, settle down everyone." Mrs. Easel always aimed to be a little calm with the kids. She wouldn't want any repeats of the things she had to do when she was at school with her coach. "I've got some mild news for you, so listen closely. We are hosting the tryouts again at the end on Friday, for an opportunity for pupils to join the battling team." Claps resounded among the hall, as many students roared in excitement. "We've a match against rivals West Latias High, and from what I know from my time there is-" Mrs. Easel looked around the gym for any snooping teachers. "They kick some serious ass." She didn't want to be let go because someone heard her say a softcore bad word, because that's actually a thing around here. Just ask Mr. Poicousin.

"As for today, I want to see people training their hearts out, because I need six exceptional battlers to be on the squad, m'kay? One on one battles for now. Get working." Mrs. Easel let the students go to form small groups at different mats, so they could alternate between those battling and those spectating. In this case, Anais, Raidon and Barry had sat at one mat. Anais felt a little bit threatened by the competition she had here, because she really wanted to get on the team this year.

"So, who wants to face who?" asked Barry, yet no one really said anything. Anais didn't want to say anything because she knew that she'll get the floor wiped with her face among these two. Yet, it was her only opportunity of getting stronger. "No one? I guess I could face one of you guys?" Both Pokemon shook their heads.

"Uh, I wouldn't mind facing you, Anais." said Raidon – Anais' felt the air get a little heavier. "After all, we did make a reservation to battle, right?" continued Raidon, stepping foot onto the blue mat. Anais could only accept the invitation to battle. It was either that, or getting smacked up by Barry.

"Sure. You're on." Anais didn't sound like a wreck, but on the inside, Anais was a crumbled tower that's only method of being rebuilt was by winning this battle. Both sides assumed a stance. Whether offensive of defensive, both could tell that this matchup was going to be very intense.

"..."

Anais and Raidon looked at Barry, who was sat on the sidelines waiting for the match to start. Of course, it couldn't start without someone calling it. "Oh, yeah. Right. Commence."

C'etait magnifique ecrire! Thanks to all of those who read this chapter. Perhaps comment who you think would win the battle. Nonetheless, I can't force you. Below, I've replied to some of your reviews of the last chapter, as I do recall a lot of questions being asked that want an answer. Although, please understand, I may not be able to tell you without actually spoiling the story for you. However, it you really want to know, just shoot a PM my way, and we can chat a little then. Also, thanks a bunch to model6100g for the little extract. I thought it was a great idea!

10151981: Your ideas are very nice, but I can't really accept them if you're spamming the review section like that. It screws with the format of the page, making it harder to navigate. Otherwise, Julley already knows about Arceus, est. 'That Glaceon' :P

umbreonguy17: Do I do that often? XD I'm pretty sure I only take breaks if I have some family over. To be fair though, during the early days of 'That Glaceon', I didn't upload as often.

TOXICMACHAMP: Man, I really thought that was at least a little less obvious, but you know, amazing job on finding that out :D

Ember-Fever: Imagination :D But really, when I first wrote it in TG, I always imagined it as a Mario Kart Wii controller, negating the pedals to accelerate and using buttons instead. It's dumb, tell me about it :P

HeilBastet: I believe that you'll find Barry's middle name to be quite humorous, actually. Perhaps, not as funny as your suggestion, on the other hand.

model6100g: Unfortunately, I'm out of that reference loop, just as I am most of the time :P Doesn't mean that you're wrong, though. I'm truly sorry for the late rejection of your lemon. I had received some messages saying that it was too early for a lemon, and I sort of have to agree with them. Apologies.

ItWasGlace: D'aww, thanks. Luan told me to put that in. I have a feeling that Jasmine is a direct reflection of her, actually. I can't tell you that Julley's the cutest character in this series without lying. From a reader's point of view, I would honestly have to say that it's Cody. The young, innocent, Cody XD

Chief0000: You know, it's people like you who make the world a better place XD I've never actually considered that, but I assumed that Lola set her own name, instead of Anais giving her one. I'd imagine Lola wanting something that was loud, and stood out, sort of like herself.

Not a Guest: Assuming that you'd read this, I'd say that your review caught my eye the most, majorly because you stated your opinion based on how you felt about this story. I respect that greatly. However, my only retort to that would be the fact that a lot of things in life, I guess you could claim to be just filler. I'm trying to add a little bit of realism. Although, yeah, maybe I actually should have stated: "Barry and Lola go out, get drunk and move to California" or something of the sort. It doesn't really matter though. What people are looking for is how it happened, not just what happened. Compare it to Mario brothers. You know that the princess is going to get captured, you know that you're going to have to collect items, smash blocks and stomp on enemies, and you know that Bowser's the main antagonist of the game. However, you play it because you always go about in your adventure in thousands of different routes that makes the journey interesting. I can't say that my work is as good as the Mario brothers, but just take it as an example. Although, my execution of how it is going to happen is pretty trash, and I agree that I should've put some more work into it.

Hm, if you'd ask me, I'd say that I first began writing because as a child, I never really got out so much. I enjoyed playing sports, yes, but I'd never have the time. As a result, most of my time was spent reading books, watching television and playing small games on my own, or with my mother. My mind revolved around books the most, though, because they took imagination to a whole new level. My favourite author was Jacqueline Wilson, as her books were dedicated towards kids like myself, so it was easy to relate to them.

My writing has changed a lot, because... That honestly doesn't need an explanation XD. My writing was trash then. As of now, it's still trash, but it doesn't smell like trash much. Alice the Arcanine? I haven't forgotten her at all, but I just felt during That Glaceon that she didn't have a role significant enough to affect the storyline.

Hey, I'm glad that you're being critical of my work, as that's what this section is for, am I right?

-Sir Sawss/Lady Luan