Title: A Fangirl's Dream
Summary: Ivy has it rough. She's no anime fan or FMA fan. But when she somehow crosses the gate, she finds herself in the worst possible position: a protagonist of an Another World fic trope. And between the alchemy, automail, lack of plot knowledge, and struggling with her attraction to a pretty blonde mechanic, Ivy reluctantly teams up with the main characters in her journey to get home.
Pen Name: FanfictionIsMySideHustle

"I'm serious! A soft iron core would be a way better option for the frame!" Ivy spun her pen lightly, neck sore from the phone booth telephone balanced between her neck and shoulder. "Think about it, the magnetism could help with keeping the wires in place. So we could ditch the sleeves" It made total sense. The protective sleeves aside, the wires and cords were metal; metal wires and cords could be magnetic. Therefore, in the budding engineer's opinion, pinning the wires were irrelevant when you could substitute it out for something that wouldn't take up as much space.

Ivy's reasoning only served to cause the blonde and blue-eyed engineer on the other side of the phone call to sigh in exasperation. "For the last time, no."

This had been the norm for the past week since Edward and Alphonse obtained their notes from Sheska.

The two of them went to work everyday in decoding and Ivy did her best to try and scramble up a design for an arm. Reading notes and texts alone, however, had proven lackluster. So calling the Rockbells everyday for advice became the girl's new hobby. Specifically in a phone booth not too far from the Main Branch Library since she couldn't hog the hotel phone to her heart's content without gaining stank eyes and warnings that other guests needed to use the phone.

"It could totally work if you tried hard enough." Ivy rolled her eyes. I mean, I walked through a stone gate and stumbled upon the multiverse like I'm a female Miles Morales. Anything is possible at this point. "You just don't wanna admit that I came up with a better idea than wasting money on all those pins. So you should let me try out my hypothesis with Ed's arm."

"No way!" Winry exclaimed as if that was the most unreasonable thing she heard all day. "The steel in Ed's arm isn't even soft iron! It's 1% carbon and the wires stay in place just fine even with the pins. I gave you notes on his arm for this, you already know this!" The girl sighed. "Besides, the sleeves would get in the way of magnetizing anything. The sleeves needed for protection." The blonde really emphasized the final word in her sentence.

"Okay, so I might have been trying to pull your leg about messing with Ed's arm." Ivy snickered. Edward wouldn't let Ivy fiddle with his arm on a good day, let alone in the middle of something so important. "Besides. Nothing like a soft debate on automail with a dear friend." 100% nothing but 'dear friend', in fact. Ivy hummed as she leaned against a glass wall, it was an uncomfortable fit. "I don't want this arm I'm coming up with to be clunky, so I thought it would be space efficient to ditch pinning."

"I still don't know how you're expecting to make one right now." Winry sighed again. "I know I gave you a toolbox but that's really just for light maintenance, it doesn't have all the tools needed for making automail." She paused with a quiet 'ah' for a few moments. There had been another order for traditional limbs for the soldiers in West Amestris and Winry had been hard at work for the past few days. "Not to mention that the pins are so small, I don't think that it'd really take much space."

"Hey, I am but a humble beginner trying to hone my craft." The athlete protested weakly. "And I'm planning on getting actual automail making tools eventually." She added.

Winry honed in on that last sentence, "What do you mean?"

Ivy thought over her next words carefully."Well, I was thinking that once Ed and Al got their notes decrypted, I could convince them to head back over to Resembool for some kind of celebration, y'know? And then I could really start going ham on this automail thing." At least for a little while in-person so I can get it down. Ivy told herself. They're gonna head back to Resembool eventually anyways, so it's fine to go back!

They'd get their secrets on the Philosopher's Stone, sure, but Ivy was sure it wasn't like they'd immediately have the resources to make the thing. The notes were a recipe book, so maybe it actually had to be cooked up in a kitchen. Potentially, the Rockbell's kitchen. And while she was there, Ivy would be able to get the hands on training she really needed to construct her creation. Something as grandiose as this Stone more than likely couldn't be made in the span of one hour, right? Right.

So she'd have the time to learn about constructing automail pieces, then she could take that knowledge back home with her.

"Really?! Winry breathed. It was so quiet between them that even a pen dropping would be audible.

"Yep!" Ivy forced herself to grin as she pushed down any guilt she had festering in her chest. It wasn't procrastinating the inevitable if it would actually take Edward and Alphonse a while to construct the Stone. She couldn't just rush the process. So staying with Rockbells a little longer would be fine. "I thought it would be nice to head back at the same time. They can bore us with their alchemy, we can make some awesome automail…" Ivy trailed off.

A loud 'yay' on Winry's side of the line sounded more like a screech in her ear, but Ivy couldn't stop herself from smiling genuinely this time. "I can't believe you're coming back soon!"

"Just don't go getting too excited and start trying to get an arm frame made in preparation for my arrival." Ivy chuckled. It was easy to imagine Winry hanging up and doing exactly that without being reigned in by reality. "I have no idea when those two are gonna finish up their note decrypting. They've been at it all week. I think I saw Ed toss a crumpled paper at a wall right before I left the room. So it could take a while."

"I can wait!" Winry sang, a loud clunk in the background sounding like a tool of some sort. "We're gonna build automail together!"

It felt like something was grasping Ivy's chest painfully. "Y-yeah!" Ivy coughed out. "But it's gonna take a while for me to catch up to you, you know. Ed's arm is really nice."

Winry laughed sounding bashful. "You really think so?"

"I was just gushing about it the other day." Ivy reassured her. As much pride Winry had in her work, she had her points of bashfulness when it came to genuine compliments. "The jerk won't let me touch it unless it's for maintenance reasons though, which isn't everyday so I don't even get to study it. But I maintain my previous observations. It's a flawless piece of work."

"... Yeah, flawless." Winry chuckled nervously.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing!" Winry exclaimed quickly. A little too quickly. "Just- I think Ed's arm could still be improved." The blonde said at last once she had calmed her voice. "I want to figure out how to make it lighter without compromising its strength. Maybe I should have the steel tempered differently? He's always getting into fights too, so the metals being weaker would be-"

Ivy's laughter halted Winry's rambling. "Winry, I think you're overthinking it. Besides, he's getting his real body back, right? You won't have to worry about that soon enough."

Winry groaned, "Don't remind me." Winry paused her incoming rant with a 'And done'. "My practice is really gonna slow down if he isn't constantly breaking my automail anymore. Don't tell him I said that." The blonde immediately added afterwards. "He'll take it as an excuse for me to not get mad when he breaks it."

"My lips are sealed." Ivy vowed. "You'll get new clients. Milk a trip to Rush Valley out of him and get all the practice you want there." From what Pinako had said in her few storytimes about the city, practice would definitely be endless over there. "I can only imagine the trends."

That wrenched a laugh out of Winry immediately. "I should!" Laughter came tumbling from Ivy's throat moments later.

The holy land of automail engineering, where everyone ate, breathed, and slept automail. Pinako had described the place to be so crazy that anyone with even a dent in their automail could expect a swarm of hungry engineers throwing prices at the unsuspecting victim's face.

Edward would hate it.

Yet Ivy was sure that would make the trip for Winry all the more satisfying. It could be a date.

With that thought, Ivy's laughing came to a slow halt.

It could be a date.

Just that it would be a date for Edward and Winry.

Ivy's teeth ground against each other against her better nature. Hey hey hey, you ain't got nothing to be jealous about. Ivy shuffled her the soles of her feet, focusing on their ache rather than the one from her heart. Nothing at all. Be supportive. This girl is 100% a 'dear friend'. "You guys could have a fun time together. Well, you will at least. You and your boyfriend, Edboy."

"You can't be serious."

"What?" Ivy hoped her tone sounded happy and teasing in contrast to Winry's tone of disbelief. "You're totally crushing on each other right?"

"Ew!" Ivy scrambled to pull the phone further away from her ear, Winry retching all the while. "You've been thinking that this entire time?!"

Ivy blinked, biting her lip. "Umm…" Maybe she poked at an egg that wasn't ready to hatch yet? Akasha did say that Winry and Edward married eventually at some point, so it couldn't be that far off from the truth. "In my defense, childhood romance is very common this time of year?"

Winry only groaned in frustration. "I can't believe you, he's like a little brother to me!" She muttered a few words under her breath that Ivy couldn't quite pick out. "So as if I'd ever crush on him, that would be too weird. Same for Al too. I can't see it." There was a pause followed by more retching sounds. "Eww I just tried imagining it again! No no, it definitely isn't going to happen." Winry insisted once her retching had ended. "Besides, Ed and Al would just complain the entire time. Well, maybe not Al but Ed definitely would. I wanted to just go with you."

Ivy coughed to cover up a sudden gasp, heart beating a million times per second. "O-oh. Really?"

"Of course!" Winry's disgust evaporated and her voice sounded warmer. "I want us to go together and see every shop we've ever spotted in the catalogue. We don't need the boys for that."

The universe seriously just wanted to torture Ivy.

"Gosh, just thinking about it has me so excited! Of course, we have to check out God's Studio first. I've loved their automail since Granny first showed me their page in her old catalogues! And definitely Richardson & Co. Studio too! The Rush Valley branch has amazing work but their northern automail branch? I wonder if they have any notes about it…"

Ivy zoned out midway through the rant, biting her bottom lip. This is very bad. Ivy cursed. She couldn't even enjoy the companionship of some girl without catching feelings for her, knowing that she could be leaving at any point in time. I mean, you been missin' for over a month now. Came the sly reply. So so what if you end up staying a little extra time to go to Rush Valley. It ain't gon' make no difference.

I mean.

"Ivy? Are you still there?" Winry's concerned tone dragged Ivy from her inner dispute.

"Oh uh, yeah. Sorry. Was just thinkin'." Ivy coughed, pushing her back harder against the glass. This is just a dear friend, alright? "I wanna go to Rush Valley together too. Let's rip some tips and tricks straight from every studio we encounter and make great automail." At least for a little while.

Winry's worried tone vanished. "Oh, I hope that the engineers there can tell us about where they get their metals and ore!"

"Oh, speaking of which, has that new catalogue arri-"

Frantic knocking interrupted mid-sentence and Ivy jumped with a start into a normal standing position and looked to her left to see a man impatiently tapping his watch. 'Hurry up', he mouthed. The girl gave him a nervous smile and thumbs up. "Uh, Winry, I gotta go. I've been hogging the phone booth for a while now, so I'll head back into the library." She began shuffling her papers and pen neatly into the hardcover book she had brought with her from the hotel.

"Okay." Disappointment tinged the girl's reply. "I guess we can talk later. Granny's probably gonna want me to get off the phone now too just in case we get calls from someone else."

"Definitely. I'll try and call later tonight if I can. Promise" Ivy reassured, before they hung up at last. My neck hates me so much. Grimacing, Ivy massaged the meeting point between her neck and shoulder before shifting her way out to booth. "Sorry." She mumbled but the man let out a gruff 'bah'.

At least she got to apologize, Ivy relented as she welcomed the warm breeze and fresh air.

Ivy could vividly hear the hustle and bustle of the streets, people chatting rapidly. She steered more to the right as a horse-drawn carriage passed her. Not too far off, a car honked with its driver screeching a nasty 'get out the way!' Buildings were colorful creams and reds and browns, the old timey Berlin vibes reminding her of the photos in her world economics textbook.

Geez this place is huge. Ivy whistled, kicking a stray pebble. Akasha had never gone in-depth about the locations of Amestris, not that Ivy had ever asked, but Ivy was sure Central would be Akasha's favorite place to visit. The library and it's alchemical textbooks would give the girl a rush of excitement. Maybe not as big of a rush as talking to Edward but still, the alchemy. It was the only reason Akasha took chemistry for her elective, Ivy selecting biology instead.

Akasha would probably throw all of her manga at my face if she knew I was here right now. Ivy inhaled deeply as she passed a bakery, the fresh bread smell wafting tantalizingly in the air. I'm not sure what I'd even tell her. Hey I ended up in your fav anime series but don't worry, me and Ed did nothing. The thought alone made Ivy want to gag.

When the Main Branch Library came into view, Ivy sighed.

I'll just… remember this all for her and tell her what I did, she concluded.

"Just throw on the show and I can point out all the places I visited, aight?" Ivy would tell her best friend. "So there was this great bread place-" Ivy nodded firmly to herself, halfway through the steps. "Also, guess who learned how to make automail? Lemme show you how it's done, alchemy nerd."

"Welcome back, Miss Carter." Denny said from his and Maria's post in front of the room Edward and Alphonse had locked themselves in. "Did your call with your teacher go well?"

Ivy smiled pleasantly, "it was more like a fun debate call with a friend." She said lightly. "Apparently my idea was baseless in its argument so I lost. Edward and Alphonse make any breakthroughs while I was gone?"

"Not at all." Maria deadpanned.

"Color me unsurprised." Ivy sighed as she stepped inside. "I'm back, guys. Tough luck?"

Edward replied in kind by slumping over the table and mass of crumpled papers in front of him. "I just don't get why he had to make this encryption so damn hard to figure out." The blond moaned. "This is just cooking materials this shouldn't be so hard! This is alchemy's origin and nothing I've ever read has been this difficult!"

"Why don't we just ask Marcoh directly, Brother?" Alphonse whimpered, the horn on his head piercing through the table.

This is honestly the most depressing scene I've ever come across. Ivy thought as she took a seat in front of the small stack of books she had taken from the small section dedicated to automail.

"No way!" Edward growled, shooting back up. "That would be admitting defeat! I see this as Marcoh's challenge! It's like he's saying," Edward cleared his throat before making himself sound like an old man. "'Those who can't even break this simple code have no right to know the truth!'" He huffed, voice going back to normal. "We're deciphering this on our own no matter what!"

"You guys sincerely make me happy I chose the easier subject to get interested in." Ivy shook her head. "Don't worry, Al-poo, you got this." She said, reaching over to pat his head briefly.

"How come Al is always the one that gets the words of encouragement?" Edward grumbled.

"'Cause he's the cute brother, you're the one I fight with over shampoo."

"Oh shut up." Edward snapped and Alphonse chuckled.

Ivy readied herself to quip again with a quiet 'um' cut through the air. Ivy looked over her shoulder and was met to the familiar sight of a woman with brown hair and large square glasses. "Oh hey, you." Ivy smiled with a wave.

Sheska bowed politely, "I'd heard you would all be here…" She stepped forward to the table and bowed once again. "Thanks to you, Mr. Edward, I was able to transfer my mother to an excellent hospital. I really don't know how to thank you."

"No sweat." Edward waved a hand. "It was nothing."

Ivy couldn't stop herself from grinning and giving Edward a pat on the back, her earlier feelings of jealousy forgotten. Edward smiled back. For once, no salty quips and sarcastic words were being exchanged between them.

"I just feel bad about accepting so much money."

Edward waved his hand again. "You don't need to worry about that at all." He sighed, gold eyes glancing over the documents. "I got off cheap compared to what the secret contained in this is data is worth."

"I see." Sheska's expression was thoughtful as she looked over the messy stacks and crumpled balls of paper herself. "So those aren't just recipes…." She looked back at Edward and Alphonse. "So how's your deciphering coming along?"

The amount of gloom that suddenly filled the room was suffocating.

"What about you?" Alphonse asked, more than happy to deflect the question. "Have you found a job yet?"

Ivy could have cried from how depressing and gloomy the atmosphere got as Sheska's smile fell immediately, head drooping over.

If this is what my 20s are gonna be like, I think I just wanna stay a teen forever. Ivy grimaced. Maybe automail would give her an advantage as a kid genius and she'd be set for life and never have to work a day in her life.

"I'd better go." Sheska bowed with a forced smile. The smile of an adult down on their luck. "Thank you so much again for everything."

Edward nodded, "no problem. Don't worry about the money."

"It's not just the money…" Sheska replied with a small smile. "It's just… it makes me so happy that a nobody like me, who's never been good at anything, was able to help out. Thank you."

"You're not a nobody, Sheska." Alphonse said quickly, sitting properly himself. "I think being so passionate about something is a talent in itself. Not to mention with that amazing memory of yours, I'm sure you're going to be just fine."

"Al's right." Ivy added. "Us girls gotta be strong, Sheska. You need to eat, breathe, sleep, and sweat self-esteem!" She raised a fist of solidarity in the air hoping she sounded exactly like Angelica's mom from the Rugrats. "That's rule number 1 of being a badass and if you can do all this transcribing with ease, you're already on your way to being there!"

Sheska's smile grew, "thank you!"

"Yo!" Another voice cut in suddenly, Ivy jerking in surprise as she saw another person with glasses cheerily enter the room. The man had black hair and green eyes, dressed in the same blue uniform as Denny and Maria.

"Lieutenant Colonel Hughes?" Ivy was grateful that Edward said the man's name aloud. "What are you doing here?"

Hughes grinned as he took a seat comfortably in the chair beside Ivy. "I heard from the Major that you'd be here. I told you guys to give me a call if you were ever in Central!"

"Yeah, we've been kinda busy ever since we got here."

"I know what you mean! I've been so swamped lately, I haven't been able to leave the office." Hughes looked over at Ivy, giving her a friendly nod. "Is this a girlfriend?"

Ivy wanted to retch. "Oh God no."

"That's just gross!" Edward snapped himself. "This is just Ivy Carter, she's a friend."

Ivy rolled her eyes, "I prefer the term, Loving Older Sister." She corrected. Edward only raised an eyebrow with an annoyed look on his face. "Ivy, born and raised Centralite." She smiled politely at Hughes, hoping that would be enough and would cease any questions about her origins. "I just bother Edward about his automail sometimes."

"Oh an engineer!" Hughes clasped a large hand around one of Ivy's and gave it a firm handshake. "You look like you have a good head on your shoulders, so I hope you look out for the brothers."

"Of course!"

Edward brought the conversation back to the one previously engaged, "so you said that you've been busy?"

"Ah yeah." Hughes sighed, scratching the back of his neck. "There's been so many incidents lately the court martial office that I'm in charge of has been really bustling. And we still haven't closed the Tucker case."

Edward's face fell almost immediately while Alphonse looked down at the desk. Both brothers were quiet.

Guys?

"... Sorry, didn't mean to bring up a sore subject."

"It's fine." Alphonse reassured the man. Ivy was sure that if he were able, the boy would be giving a polite smile. "You were really able to take the time to visit us?"

"Oh, nah." The lieutenant colonel snorted. "I'm just on break so I thought I should drop by and say high but I've gotta get back to work in a minute. It's just been pretty difficult with the First Branch Library burning down. Sheesh, they're working this old man to death."

Ivy perked up at that. "The First Branch?" Edward repeated.

"Yeah, it was close to the court martial office so we used to store records. Incident logs, list of names, that sort of thing. As you can imagine, we've really slowed down thanks to the fire."

"Hmmm…" Edward hummed.

Ivy's brown eyes immediately dashed to Sheska, Edward and Alphonse clearly thinking the same.

Sheska blinked once. "W-well it is true that I did read the military criminal records and of course remember them but-"

"What do you think Lieutenant Colonel?" Edward interrupted with a grin. "We're trying to find her a job?"

"What?" Hughes stood up, chair moving abruptly. "This little girl has this sort of amazing talent?! This can really help us out!" The tall man quickly made his way to Sheska's side. "Let's get the paperwork out of the way right now! We're gonna give you a great salary!"

The woman didn't stand a chance, being dragged off by her new employer before Ivy could blink. "Y-you guys!" Sheska called out. "Thank you so much! I'm going to be more confident in myself and try my hardest!" Ivy couldn't hold back a smile despite the crazy circumstances that brought Sheska to her new career. "Thank you so much for everything!"

"Good luck!" Ivy called back. "Nice meeting you, Mr. Hughes!"

"We'll get to talk again later, Ivy!" Hughes guffawed.

"He looks like a kidnapper." Edward snickered. "That's Hughes for you."

Ivy slouched happily in her chair, "he seems like a nice man to me."

"He is." Alphonse chuckled. "He's always looking out for me and my brother. So you can depend on him for sure if you ever need any help."

"Hopefully I never get into the sort of trouble that requires me to ask the military for assistance." Ivy said nervously. It was still anxiety-inducing enough for Maria and Denny to be around as 24/7 bodyguards. "Still, I'm glad Sheska was able to get a job. Adulting sounds pretty rough."

Edward elbowed his brother playfully, "'being so passionate about something is a talent in itself', huh? Pretty smooth, little brother."

"It reminds me of a certain somebody I know." Alphonse said, sounding fondly exasperated.

Ivy briefly considered breaking in and jokingly saying Alphonse was referring to her, but she couldn't bring herself to break the moment. Instead, she opened one of her books as Edward mentioned that they should get back to deciphering. "And I'm gonna go back to reading my research material. You'd be surprised how many different metals go into automail creation. For instance, aluminum-"

"Deciphering notes!"

"Oh come on, it wasn't going to take me that long to explain!"

Maes Hughes released a loud and content sigh.

It had only been a few days and somehow, life had seemed sunnier. Almost as warm as the beautiful spring day he and Gracia had gotten married, April 3rd to be precise. All thanks to Sheska. "If I had known her existed before," Hughes started to himself as he thumbed through the family registries Sheska had transcribed thus far. "I would have hired her on the spot during one of my visits to the First Branch." He chuckled to himself as finished looking through the B's.

It wasn't as if everything had managed to be fixed yet, but Hughes was well on his way to spending more time with Gracia and Elysia again.

Lately, he'd only been coming home well after they had gone asleep and would have to sleep well before they would wake up.

And if I have to go one more week like this, I'm rioting! Hughes sipped his coffee. Amestris' court martial office be damned, he was a family man first.

He continued onto the C's and he wanted to cry happily as he heard the clickity clackity sound of Sheska's typewriter. The man was easily able to clear through the several families that shared the surname Canning.

The Carolines.

The Cerfas.

The Channings.

The Charles.

The Christs...

...

Hughes' eyes scanned through the 'Ca's once again.

Cahns.

Cananis.

Canning.

Caroline.

Cerfas...

He remembered the smiling brown face from before in the Main Branch as Edward introduced her. Ivy Carter. "Born and raised Centralite." She had added on.

Then surely her family should be here. "Hey Sheska!" The man stood up and walking outside of his office at his newhire.

"Y-yes, sir?" Sheska coughed, pausing her typing.

"You messed up here in the C's. You missed the Carters." Hughes leaned over, pointing a finger between the Carolines and Cerfas. "The Carters should be somewhere around here."

Sheska blinked owlishly then her expression turned to confusion. "I-I made a mistake already?! But I copied down everything I remembered reading!" She chirped, eyes scanning over the paper desperately. "I could have sworn this was how it was written in the library records!"

Hughes paused.

"You're sure?"

"Very sure, sir!" Sheska answered, though her tone was nervous. "I'm really sorry if I messed up..."

Hughes placed a hand on Sheska's right shoulder with a big grin. "It isn't you, it's just me getting old. You're doing a great job, kid! Keep up the good work!"

That calmed the girl considerably as she returned his grin with a smile of her own. "Thank you, sir!"

Hughes turned back around into his office.

Sheska never saw how his grin turned into a deep grimace.

There was a reason Ivy Carter and the Carter family wasn't on this list.

Ivy Carter and the Carter family didn't exist.

Author's Note

And after 84 years…. The author finally updates. And with a cliffhanger! Muwahahahahaaaa!

I'm really sorry it took so long! Between the moods to not write to just distracting myself with other projects, AFD kinda got put on a temporary hiatus. Hell, every time I opened the file on Google, I felt the urge to do more non-linear writing instead of add anything to the CH10 doc. But I am back and back to stay, y'all, I'm determined to finish this story and nothing is gonna stop me from completing the 'FMA Sister Stories' project. And yeah, this is a more normal length chapter, extremely long winded chapters just aren't my thing.

As always, anything related to automail is something fun for me and I really love the sibling-like relationship Ivy has with the Elrics. I read a lot of 'FMA fan goes to Amestris' OC fics in middle school and almost always they were romantically centered with usually Ed, and occasionally Al. Admittedly, AFD originally was when I wrote it in middle school. But I'm really glad with the changes I've made in my determination with this 'complete stories/docs for fics I have in Google Drive' project.

Wawa: Thank you for the words of encouragement, they definitely helped me finally stop procrastinating on writing ch10! Trust me, AFD was gonna be one of those more unoriginal stories as well but when I was going through my old fics, I got hit with a fun idea that I don't think I've seen anyone pull off before. It hasn't been revealed yet but it definitely will a little later in the story. Jdnfd I'm really excited for it!

BrokenFlame1231: I'm really happy you think this is one of the better stories you've written for this FMA fic genre! I really wanted to try and do something original with this half of the story and bring interesting and compelling OCs into the story as well. I get alchemy is really cool, but I thought it would be more fun to build upon automail (especially with the amount of googling I put into metals and engineering). Just know, Ivy's story is only one half of the story and once it is finished, I will be heavily focused on Akasha's and her perspective throughout the tale.

Sakura Kinoshita: There's nothing better than when a writer you idolized and reread all the time as a middle schooler commenting on one of your stories. I hope you continue to find the story interesting and can't wait to read more of whatever you publish!

Revsi Lore: Well it's been several months so here is a new chapter to binge! I wanna make a more fixed, biweekly schedule since I work better with deadlines =u=;;. I'm really happy you enjoyed reading AFD so far!

Jolteongrl: T^T I'm really happy you think so! I wanted Ivy to be a more relatable character. You get shoved into a world you barely know, it's easier to make organic relationships with the character and make decisions without going 'how does my action here affect the plot' since you have no idea what the plot is. I really enjoy writing her!