Dear readers,

I am so sorry for the lack of an update to this story! I WILL NOT LET THIS STORY DIE, SO HELP ME! I will not let this be another Leaf Fairies! NEVER! Its just that I haven't written much for Chapter Eighteen because of the fact that I have a major block due to the lack of a job, bills, and the need of an income that I cannot get because everyplace I have applied at has been giving me the run-around (as in they are not calling me and they are just not hiring me). Yeah so I've been in an unholy fight of trying to get a job. I had been fired from my first job because of the unholy stress that it had gave me and the fact that for some reason my boss kept on picking on me, I had finals, and yeah... not a good cocktail... Also because of the stress of trying to find a job, and the lack of an income, waiting for the fall semester to start so I can go back to school, a lot of free time on my hands, and the unholy writer's block that I gained from all of this - I kinda gained a small addiction to League of Legends (dear fucking god someone get me away from this shit - I have been on Ekko, Veigar, and Wukong, for so long... aww... shiiiiiiiiiit... SOMEONE HALP!). So yeah... good news is, I am trying to tear myself away from League, which - thanks to the fact that my mom and aunt having an addiction to the Walking Dead and Gray's Anatomy - has been successful. However, I am not sure where else to turn for an income.

SO ITS TIME FOR... blatant self-promotion that is making me want to bash my skull on the nearest brick right now...

Okay, look I am unsure about starting a account because... I'm not sure about it, and I don't really think I have a really good "Fallowing" I guess you could say and I'm not sure it would be fair to all of you so I have several other ways you guys can help IF YOU WANT TO. Here is what I got:

I have a Society6 account: society6 tailsgothicangel

I have an account on Artists and Clients: artistsnclients people / TailsGothicAngel

and most of all, I have a Deviant Art account: tailsgothicangel . deviantart

I am an artist - as in I am really good at drawing (and writing telling by how much you all love this fic) if you want a drawing, I can get it done for you! Just PM me on here or DA and tell me what you want me to draw, and I'll do it for a small fee if you need more info about my pricing methods, look no further than Artist and Clients or Deviant art (Here is the link for the prices I have on DA: tailsgothicangel . deviantart art / Commission - Info - ). I will only accept payment through Artists and Clients, Society6 and .

I know I sound desperate, and yeah... at the current moment, I kinda am. I mean, how the fuck am I supposed to pay a bill over a hundred dollars when I have only... thirteen bucks in my checking and five bucks in my savings... I'm as broke as a joke.

HOWEVER HERE IS THE FUCKING THING! EVEN IF I DON'T RECEIVE A CENT FROM YOU ALL I WILL NOT STOP WRITING THIS DAMN STORY! FUCK THAT SHIT - I ain't that low.

I have standards man. I am like that person who is so sweet that you are surprised that all of your teeth didn't get cavities just from breathing the same air as me for a single second. I... I just can't be like "oh you know what I'm gonna be a bitch and threaten to end this story if I don't get money" - no, nu-uh, fuck that, nope. I ain't that mean. I mean for all I know I'm gonna get a call saying that I got hired at... where-ever so yeah. This choice is up to all of you, just know that I would greatly appreciate it if you all do help me. Hell, if you all wanted me to, I'd get a account if you all would approve of it - I even have some ideas of what you all could get if I did start one like maybe I could give you hints to secret fanfic projects I'm having, or if you need some tutorials on writing I could help you with that - shit like that you know what I mean...

anyhoo-boo-boo...

Thats all I got to say.

Sincerely,

TailsGothicAngel

Ps:

NOW FOR THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!

Chapter Eighteen Teaser:

FullMetal got his papers and book-bag before silently going to his room. He knew for a fact that getting in the middle of their fight would be about as beneficial as jumping head first into a volcano – it will never end well.

When he got to his bed room he couldn't help but look at it with a sense of shock. It felt like decades since he had seen it… not to mention the fact that every time he woke up there, ever since he first met the Mizune sisters, the sheer thought of having the same room, open to him for as long as he felt the need to stay in that home, was rather alien to him. He remembered how every time he woke up in that room he felt as though he was in another world entirely and that the room didn't rightfully belong to him. It was a welcoming room to him though. It had a single bed, a couple of drawers, a walk-in closet, a large black-rimmed mirror over one of the dressers. His bed had black blankets, his pillows were black and white, some shaped of the card suits (Spades, Hearts, Clubs, and Diamonds) with their respective colors, his mouse paw slippers were by the bed. The dark red curtains covered his window to prevent the sun from entering the room. He had left them that way…

He remembered that day… it was the day that he had first gone to the D.W.M.A.

pssst!... Hint to what is likely coming:

All that you are
Is a face in the mirror!
I close my eyes and you'll disappear!

I'm what you face
When you face in the mirror!
Long as you live, I will still be here!

All that you are
Is the end of a nightmare!
All that you are is a dying scream!
After tonight,
I shall end this demon dream!

This is not a dream my friend-
And it will never end!
This one is the nightmare that goes on!

Have fun ;)