Who I Am - Lightning99

Chapter 56:

The Beach

"And you will be checking out on Sunday…" Nurse Joy said to herself, tapping a few more keys on her computer. She hit the last one with a particularly pointed tap and looked at Ash on the other side of the counter. "All done. Your room bookings here finish on Sunday. You don't have to leave your rooms at a specific time, but we always recommend about midday so we can clean and prepare them for the next customers."

"Thank you, Nurse Joy," Ash said. "It's been a lovely stay."

"It was lovely having you. You're all wonderful. Oh, and let Mallow know I've contacted my cousins. If you stay in any Poké-Centres when you reach Ula'Ula Island, she will only have to ask to borrow the kitchens."

"Perfect."

Nurse Joy clasped her hands in front of her and bowed. "We hope to see you again!"

Ash waved to Nurse Joy and headed back to his room. He'd have relayed the message to Mallow, but she and Lana were at the beach – the former for a rare spot of sunbathing, the latter to do some fishing. After returning from the forest, they had all decided to give today over as a rest day. Even Brock, who had officially been on 'fieldwork' the last few days, had decided to rest after some convincing from the group. He hadn't been able to speak when Ash said he didn't realise a date with Olivia counted as fieldwork.

A slight breeze hit Ash as he pushed the door open. Lillie was sat by the windows reading a book, her hair flowing in the breeze. She looked around at him, smiled, and Ash realised she looked much more awake than she had yesterday. Everyone did, but that was to be expected when they all slept until nearly eleven 0'clock.

"Alola," Ash said, realised then that he should adhere to Alola's customs a bit more. He sat on the edge of Lillie's bed just behind her. "Kiawe isn't disrupting the view with his 'relaxation', is he?"

Lillie shook her head, chuckling. "He decided to go elsewhere to train. It's still as peaceful as always here."

"It looks it." Ash looked at the chair beside Lillie, whereon rested her Pokémon egg. "How is the egg doing? It's been a while now, hasn't it?"

"Yes." Lillie brushed a hand over the egg. "It's strange. It has started feeling warmer lately, but it feels cool at the same time. I think, if I am correct, it will hatch soon."

"You usually are."

"Oh, I don't know about that."

Ash smiled and glanced out of the window for a moment. Then, he looked at her bag, nestled in the corner. He realised he hadn't seen her wearing it lately.

"And Nebby?" he asked.

"It's strange. Since we visited the ruins, Nebby has been quiet. Subdued, you could say. It hasn't seemed to want to even leave the bag, which is very unusual."

"Do you think its unwell?"

Lillie shook her head, her hair falling over her eyes. She brushed it aside. "I don't think so. It almost looks as if it is thinking about something."

"I see. So, you're just giving it time?" Ash asked.

"Yes, exactly."

"That makes sense." Ash looked back out of the window. "There's still quite a bit of time left this afternoon. Do you want to head to the beach like we planned?" When he looked back at Lillie, she was looking at the floor. "Or… Did you not want to go anymore? It's perfectly fine if you–"

Lillie lifted her head quickly, shaking it side-to-side.

"O-Oh, no, I still do. I was hoping we could go tomorrow. And… a little bit later, if possible. I don't want there to be too many people," Lillie said, which Ash completely understood. She was still healing, after all. Her confidence wouldn't just magically grow.

And so, after chatting a little more, Ash headed off to find somewhere that fit Lillie's specifications: a beach with not a lot of people. Thankfully, he knew just the place. The only problem was figuring out how to get there with her fear of heights.

Lillie had been here, in this exact situation once before.

After Ash left, taking with him the risk of anybody entering the room without knocking first, she closed her book and set it aside. Then she crossed the room and stood in front of the mirror, in which more than just her reflection looked back at her. She couldn't just see herself that day: she could see herself from the day she finally broke down in front of Ash.

Just like last time, her eyes drifted from her reflection to the bag that contained everything she had bought with Mallow. Just like last time, she contemplated trying the clothes on, and she wondered how they would look on her. But unlike last time, no images flashed through her mind. No overpowering doubts or fears made her freeze. It was just her and her natural state: shy but healed, lacking in self-confidence but healed. It was just her.

But, she realised, her return to normality wasn't the only thing that made it easier. There was another factor, too: the memory of what happened last time. Ash had arrived, and he had practically saved her life, a fact that wandered carefree through her mind the entire time she contemplated the decision. It gave her an extra pulse of conviction to grab the clothes and change in the privacy of the bathroom. It still took her about ten minutes to muster up the courage to put the outfit on, but it didn't bother her. She was finally herself.

When Lillie returned to the mirror, she noticed the difference immediately. Her mind allowed her to admire how cute the outfit was without judging herself unnaturally, to check that it fit her with an unbiased view. And this time, despite her lack of confidence, she allowed herself to be content with how she looked. She even performed a few twirls and spins, truly feeling the stretch of the smile on her lips, the warmth spreading through her chest. She was suddenly glad that Mallow had made her buy it, and, for the first time in a while, she felt comfortable in her own skin.

Of course, she knew she would feel a lot differently when wearing such an outfit around Ash, but her feelings about herself weren't the only factor there. She would deal with that when the time came – hopefully.

For now, alone in a quiet room with her thoughts finally her own, Lillie gave in to the moment. She welcomed the familiar tingle of her nose, the warmth springing forth in her eyes as tears cuddled her eyelashes. Only a few tears fell, and she let them. They trickled down her cheeks and past the corners of her smile, feeling more like a splash of cold water than the acidic lines they had before.

Lillie changed back into her usual summer dress not too long after that, when her moment of pure happiness came to a slow close, her natural doubts returning like an acid and an alkaline bringing her back to neutral. But this time, her doubts about her appearance were natural, and she changed because she wanted to, not because she had to.

She spent the next half hour testing her hair in different styles, seeing what looked best. In the end, she decided to let it all loose. They were going to the beach to relax, after all, and that included the strain of tying her hair up.

Her entire outfit-prepping session lasted about an hour in total. She flopped face-first onto her bed afterwards, and she was still lying like that five minutes later, her grin hidden by her cushions, when the door opened.

"Uhh…" Ash said rather awkwardly. "Whatcha doing over there, Lillie?"

Lillie had sat upright as soon as she heard his voice, certain that the heat on her cheeks made them rosier than a Roserade's right hand's bouquet.

"R-Relaxing," Lillie said, avoiding Ash's eyes.

Ash nodded. He moved across the room and dropped his bag onto the floor. "I ended up finding a good beach we can visit tomorrow. If you don't go from the cliff top, it takes a little manoeuvring to get there, but we should be fine."

"I-I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too. Visiting Luch Jungle and the ruins with just the two of us was nice, so this should be even better than that," Ash said, and Lillie suddenly decided that this idea of hers might not have been a very good one after all.

That phrase – just the two of us – had been the trigger. Somehow, it took Ash saying it so bluntly for her to realise they would be alone on the beach. How would she possibly deal with that, given her feelings for him? How had she not considered that before now? Would she mess it all up?

Had Ash even thought about it himself? Was he making as big a deal of this as she was? If he was, what did it mean?

Those particular questions worried her all the way to sleep that evening. She tried to distract herself by asking Ash if he would help her with some training, and it worked for a little while. By the end of the session, she could handle petting Pikachu's fur for about thirty seconds, and when Ash looked at her quizzically, her curiosity outweighed her worries for a few minutes longer.

Lillie asked Ash what was on his mind, and he flinched back to reality.

"I was just wondering something. You can pet Pikachu for thirty seconds now, but why do you stop at thirty seconds?"

"I'm… I'm not sure," Lillie said after thinking about it. Ash only frowned further.

"Are you… Would you say that you're still scared of Pikachu?"

Lillie, much to her surprise, shook her head. "No. I don't think I am."

"Hmm…" Ash muttered.

And he didn't say anything.

"Ash?"

"Yeah?"

"Why are you smirking?"

"No reason," he said, but Lillie did not believe him. They headed to sleep after that, his smirk adding to her worries about the beach trip.

When Lillie awoke in the morning, the first thought that rose from her sleepy state was that she was only half a day away from what to others might seem like a beach date with Ash. It wasn't a date like her thoughts were trying to suggest – or rather, trying to coerce her into believing – but thinking of it in such a way seemed to flood her with a strange weightlessness, an emotional invulnerability that she didn't want to let go of.

Since they had decided to go in the afternoon, Lillie spent most of the day in that happily nervous state. None of their friends seemed to know about the plan, and she avoided telling them even when they asked her why she was smiling randomly during the day. She didn't want to lie to them, but she didn't want to tell them either, for whatever reason her heart desired. By midday, after she handed her egg to Mallow to care for, she wondered just what was going on with her. Was this the effect that love had on a person? The effect Ash had on her?

Lillie put her swimsuit on under her dress probably an hour before she and Ash were to leave. She didn't check the exact time, but it was far earlier than necessary. She sat on the edge of her bed for the rest of that time, swinging her dangling legs as she waited.

Finally, as the early afternoon was on its descent, Ash returned to the room. He wore his normal t-shirt, a pair of black swimming shorts with a white stripe down the side, some flip-flops, and his bag. Lillie jumped to her feet as soon as she saw him, feeling her smile all along her cheeks.

Ash chuckled softly. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yep!" Lillie said in a high, fast voice that surprised even her. "I – umm. Sorry."

"No need to apologise. It's great that you're excited," Ash said. After she slipped her flip-flops on, he opened the door for her. "Shall we?"

Lillie nodded, her heart performing a Teeter Dance, and they left the room.

Navigating through the Poké-Centre halls felt like wandering through a house at midnight as a child, their friends the strict adults. They made it outside without seeing anybody, and Lillie couldn't stop smiling. Uncharacteristically, she couldn't stop chatting, either.

At least, she couldn't stop chatting until they reached the forest's edge when she and Ash were truly alone. She felt her heart speed up, and her hands and voice started to tremble. She was suddenly aware of how she was walking, if she was breathing too loud, and she couldn't look Ash in the eye, even as he continued their conversation. In fact, she could barely look at him at all. All she could manage were quick, furtive glances before taking a surprising interest in staring at the grass beneath their feet. And yet, she didn't stop smiling.

Ash led her along the forest path in the opposite direction of the beach in the city. Lillie mustered enough courage to ask him where they were going, but he merely grinned his unique grin and told her it was a surprise. She pouted at his response. His resulting laughter made her laugh, and suddenly, she could look at him again, and they continued chatting as they always did. She could still hear her voice wavering and feel the nervous tremble in her fingertips.

Ash strayed from the path about ten minutes later. He led her down a long slope, at the bottom of which rested the sea. But Lillie couldn't see a beach anywhere.

"As I said," Ash said after she asked him about it. He slipped off his flip-flops and picked them up. "It takes a bit of manoeuvring."

Ash walked out into the sea only so far that it covered his ankles.

"C'mon," Ash said, pointing around a tall, jutting cliff face made of rough, sand-brown stone. "It's just around here."

Lillie slipped off her flip-flops, picked them up, and waded into the sea. The water was warm on her feet, the sand soft beneath them, which was a surprisingly relaxing sensation.

Ash rounded the cliff face about halfway and then reached a hand back to her. She looked at his hand before taking it, a flutter going through her. His hand was as it had been the few other times that she had held it: gentle, soft, and slightly rough, probably a result of his adventures. Hers fit perfectly in it.

They gradually rounded the cliff hand-in-hand, careful not to go too far into the water. It took them a minute or two to reach the other side, and as soon as Lillie saw what lay beyond the rock face, she decided that their trip was definitely worth it.

Ash had led her to a small cove at the base of the cliff, enclosed on both sides. The small patch of gleaming sand lay smooth and untouched with a few tiny ripples here and there, bubbling with foam where the sea washed a few centimetres onto the shore. The sea, clear and blue and stretching farther than she could see, sparkled like glitter with each lazy roll. A little umbrella and two chairs stood around the middle of the beach; she and Ash were the only people there.

"What do you think?" Ash asked, placing his hands on his hips as he scanned the area, smiling as much as she knew she was.

"This is beautiful. It's exactly what I had in mind. Thank you, Ash," Lillie said, surprising herself when she was the one who started towards the chairs first, guiding Ash by the hand.

"Don't thank me yet. We still have the whole afternoon to go," Ash said, and he released her hand. She watched as he tossed his flip-flops near one of the chairs, unloaded some towels from his bag, and then removed and tossed his t-shirt aside.

And Lillie just stared at Ash, her cheeks feeling hotter than the sand beneath her toes, the sun on her skin. His slim physique was as athletic as she remembered from their day on Treasure Island, maybe even a little more, and she didn't realise how long her gaze lingered. She glanced from his body to his face, and her heart beat harder: the lightning markings on his cheeks were surprisingly prominent against his slightly tanned skin; his messily spiked hair, unusually free of his hat, framed his face and jaw perfectly; and his vibrant white-toothed grin and simmering brown eyes seemed to outshine the spectacular sights. Then he tilted his head slightly, looking at her with curious, slightly awkward eyes. Their eyes met, he asked if she was ok, and she pulled herself together enough to look away.

Seeing Ash like that… It felt so much different this time. Lillie's chest tightened in the most blissful way she had ever felt, and she couldn't think straight anymore, her only coherent thought concerning how attractive she found him. Then she was suddenly very conscious that he had caught her staring, so she busied herself with the only thing her clouded mind could think to do to avoid the embarrassment and the guilt she felt for not feeling guilty. She started readying herself for the beach.

She put her flipflops aside, cast a timid glance at Ash, who looked a little confused. She hesitated, then, a moment of doubt chipping a hole through her happy stupor. But the joy of the moment was powerful enough that she pushed them aside and pulled her dress up and over her head, revealing her swimsuit beneath it: a light blue bikini, the top adorned with some white patterned fabric, and the bottoms with a white sarong tied at her left hip.

Lillie felt her cheeks grow even hotter as soon as she did it. To be seen by Ash, her crush, in a swimsuit…

She didn't look at him for little while. But when he didn't say anything, she chanced a timid glance, blinking so quickly that her eyelids fluttered. When she finally saw Ash, she froze in the same way he seemed to be, his eyes as focused on her as she knew hers had been on him. But the only thing she could see in his eyes was awe, and that genuinely made her heart let go of all of its tension, her mind all of her worries, and accept the rush of delight.

"D…Do I look weird?" Lillie asked, folding her arms across her middle.

"H-Huh?" Ash asked, finally seeming to regain his ability to move. "S-Sorry. No, not at all. I – uhh – I hope this doesn't sound weird. You look beautiful, Lillie."

Ash, his words, his actions, the golden sky and the sparkling sea, the quiet of the waves, the birds; everything in that moment was all too much, too overwhelming. But before Ash could see the happy tears in her eyes, he retook her hand, grinning at her.

This, Lillie decided as she happily let him guide her toward the sea, was one of her favourite days of her life.

Since Lillie had suggested the idea, Ash had thought of this trip to the beach as just that: a trip to the beach. But at that moment, his hand in hers as he ran towards the water, he finally confirmed that it wasn't just a trip to the beach, that all of the hints he had seen leading up to it wasn't him overthinking things.

The first hint had been the grin on Lillie's face since the prior evening. But he had decided that this was her first time going to the beach without fear in a long time and thought nothing more of it, even if her joy had made him happy, too.

The second hint had been the grin on his face all day, the excitement that seemed to increase in him by the minute, one that mimicked that which he felt whenever he battled. That surprised him, for he hadn't been as excited to do anything as ordinary as going to the beach in a long time.

The third hint confirmed that something deep inside of him thought of this afternoon as more than a trip to the beach, and it had been those first five minutes on the sand.

When he had realised Lillie was staring at him, his heart had started beating faster, forcing his lips into a grin and using Agility on his mind. He had suddenly felt happy and a little nervous, and then she had looked away and revealed her swimsuit. Something in him must have let loose some stray electricity because he had lost all sense of where he was. He had felt paralysed, and suddenly, Lillie was all he could see: the shy happiness in her emerald eyes and her timid movements that were just adorable; the way her swimsuit hugged her slim body that, given how fair she was, stood out among the scenery like snow during a heatwave; and the way her hair, catching the sunshine perfectly, danced to the breeze, brushing against her shoulders and sides. He felt guilty that he had stared so blatantly at her for so long, but he couldn't help it. The guilt didn't last long anyway, for he realised she had done the same thing.

Then their moment of shared awe ended, and Ash knew it was something more, that this trip meant something more. But what did more mean?

Ash finally reached the sea. He released Lillie's hand and dived in the water to cool off and clear his head because if there was anything he needed right then, it was to clear his head.

The water was as warm as it had been around his ankles, and for a moment, the soundlessness of submersion gave him a strange calm. He surfaced when he felt his burning cheeks cool down, flicking his hair back and wiping his eyes dry. He saw Lillie opposite him, holding her hands up near her sides, little droplets of water seeming to defy gravity against her cheek and hair. When he realised what had happened, he widened his eyes and looked away, pulling his lips closed to stop himself from laughing.

"Uhh… Sor–" Ash stopped himself, then. He glanced at Lillie, and he smirked the cheekiest smirk he could.

"A–"

Before she could even say his name, he swiped his hand through the water, splashing Lillie with it. She gasped and seemed to stand on her tiptoes, lips ajar and eyes wide. Ash used a metaphorical Endure on himself, expecting some sort of consequence, but released it when Lillie giggled in that adorable way she did. The giggle was truly the start of their afternoon at the beach because a moment later, she swiped her hand through the water, splashing him back.

"Oh, you're on," Ash said, and he splashed her again, revelling in the laughter that seemed to spread throughout the entire cove. She splashed back, and the water war began.

Sensing her slight unfamiliarity, Ash played kind, to begin with, brushing his hand through the water in slow strokes, purposefully taking a few hits from Lillie's attacks. But when she gradually warmed to the game, her strikes becoming a little more powerful, Ash used a little more power himself, a few more dynamic movements to dodge. The beach was no longer silent.

After exchanging splashes, swiping and dodging for a while, Ash yelped when Lillie landed a perfect splash in his face. He dived sideways into the water to dodge the second attack. When he resurfaced, he was smirking.

"Dodged it," he said.

Among heavy laughter, Lillie said, "But you're soaked anyway!"

"Nah, it doesn't count unless you hit – gah!"

And he dived in again, dodging another attack. He surfaced and countered with a few good hits but paused a moment, too occupied with how some droplets clung to Lillie's hair. She capitalised on it, and he took a particularly well-placed attack to the eyes, leaving him sprawled face-up on the water.

"I give, I give!" Ash said as he saw Lillie prepare another attack, giggling.

But he didn't really give up.

"That was a good match," Lillie said, and she foolishly approached him. When she was close enough, he reached out and tugged her towards him. She yelped out a laugh just before hitting the water and dragged him in. Ash opened his eyes underwater, but all he could see were the bubbles of their laughter all around them. He surfaced and took off running just before Lillie appeared, and the water fight became a short game of tag along the sand.

He didn't have much space to run around in, but Ash managed to outmanoeuvre Lillie as best he could. He feigned once or twice and jockeyed around the chairs and parasol, narrowly avoiding her hand. And then he tripped over a strangely solid clump of sand. Neither of them had expected it, resulting in Lillie falling on top of him.

Ash caught Lillie by the waist before she could hit him too hard, and she lifted herself by pushing off his shoulders. They paused like that, staring at each other again, neither speaking. But the way they held each other and the looks in their eyes said a lot. What they were saying, however, Ash didn't know.

A few moments later, Lillie grinned.

"C-Caught you," she said in a much more teasing manner than he had ever heard her speak. She jumped up and started running. Ash laughed and gave chase.

He caught her when she had thought escaping into the water was a good idea. That had been her undoing, for the water had enabled him to dive-tackle her in. They finished the game of tag there, starting a series of short water-related competitions instead. It seemed to just happen without either of them having to think about it.

As the sun sank lower and lower in the sky, Ash saw a black, rock-like Pokémon with pink spikes through the transparent sea. Lillie dubbed it Pyukumuku. They returned to the beach until it had passed, where they crafted Pikachu out of the sand. When they finished, they stepped back to admire their best effort. It looked more like a Ditto's Pikachu transformation gone wrong, but it was rather impressive because of their lack of tools. That's what they told themselves, anyway.

They rested in the chairs after that, lounging in the sun. Neither of them said anything, but Ash didn't think they needed to. The atmosphere and everything they had just done spoke more than enough for both of them. He glanced at Lillie every so often, at the water droplets yet to dry and the few small strands of wet hair sticking to her cheeks and sides. When he wasn't looking at her, he could see her doing the same in his peripheral vision. Neither of them said anything, but he was confident they knew what the other was doing.

Lillie surprised Ash when she was the one to rush back towards the sea after their rest, calling him over. He obliged, of course, and after ensuring the Pyukumuku had gone, they spent a good half-hour longer in the ocean, swimming back and forth, cheering each other on, and teasing a second water fight.

Ash realised that they should probably finish for the evening when the sunset began and the first signs of the night appeared in the sky. Lillie seemed to come to the same conclusion but for a different reason: the tide was already coming in. The cove would be submerged soon.

They left the still-warm sea and headed back to the chairs, where Ash dropped a towel around Lillie's shoulders before drying himself with his own. They chatted and laughed a little bit more, and when they were dry, they lounged back in their seats, watching the sunset sink into the sea, setting the clear blue surface alight with a golden hue. Then the sun fell a little more, and there was only so much light left, and the tide was at their toes. With heavy hearts, they started packing away.

"Ash?" Lillie's voice said beside him as he flapped out his t-shirt.

Ash looked over his shoulder and lost himself to her for the umpteenth time that afternoon. Lillie stood with her left hand reaching across her body, grasping her right arm, and a smaller smile than the grin she had been wearing all day on her lips. Somehow, the smaller smile was a lot more impactful.

"Thank you. This has been amazing," Lillie said. "I haven't felt the least bit scared or self-conscious or worried this entire time."

Ash gave her his own small smile.

"You're definitely healed, then," he said.

"Yes, but it's not just that. I-It's you, too. This has just been amazing."

"That's all I was hoping for. Thank you, too. I don't think this would have been as fun with anybody else."

"R-Really? You mean it?"

"I do. I don't really get it, but everything feels more fun with you," Ash said. He didn't know why he said or thought that, but it was true.

But then his memory caught up to his emotions, and he remembered a time he had felt just as excited to spend time with someone else. And it made his chest ache, so he ignored that possibility entirely and focused on Lillie again.

Lillie didn't respond. Whether her expression was shock or uncertainty, he couldn't tell, but he continued anyway.

"Maybe we've just spent so much time together lately that we've connected on another level," Ash said.

"M-Maybe," Lillie said. She giggled to herself then. "Maybe we have connected at a deep enough level that your Bond Phenomenon will activate."

Ash joined in with her laughter.

"Was that a joke, Lillie?" Ash asked.

"I know it was not a very good one… I don't normally tell jokes. They are not my strong point."

"I don't know. I got it. That's enough, right?"

Lillie nodded, her eyes blinking a few times. "Yes, it is."

As they pulled their clothes back on and slipped on their flip-flops, Ash couldn't help feeling there was something more to Lillie's response.

They moved the chairs to slightly higher ground for Ash to retrieve in the morning and headed back home, making light conversation despite all the talking they had already done. They didn't talk the entire way, but it come effortlessly when they did. When they didn't, the area was tranquil, and the afternoon had been so much fun that a certain comfort drifted about the air between them. And in that quiet, he pondered one thing:

What did something more mean?

Ash let Lillie jump in the shower first when they returned to their room. She hopped in and out quickly so he could shower too, dried off her hair, and then slipped beneath her bed covers. She lay her head on her pillow and stared at the ceiling, thinking back on their afternoon, their laughter, her smile and joy. She even felt the memory of Ash's hands on her waist. She had told Ash as much, but it had been amazing. It had been exactly what she had imagined and even more.

Ash was right; it wouldn't have been as fun with anybody else.

But what did that mean? Mallow had once discussed how, when you fall in love, you love spending time with that person more than anyone else. Was that what Ash meant? It was a wild thought. He was still hurting after his previous experience, but she couldn't help wondering what if.

She pushed that out of her mind for now. It was so easy to do after the afternoon she had had.

Ash returned to the room a little while later, dried his hair as best he could with a towel and jumped into his bed. They turned the lights off, and the room became so calm and peaceful that Lillie felt she could fall asleep at any moment. But she didn't want to fall asleep.

Unfortunately, she felt her eyelids closing and whispered one final thing before falling asleep.

"Thank you, Ash."

Hallo!

Phew, a different type of chapter today, in some ways. This is one of those chapters that I really just wanted to write, y'know? It's wholesome, fun, just slightly romantic, and deals with some of the characters' inner emotions. I just enjoyed writing it, so I hope you enjoyed it too, even if it's not full of action!

Ula'Ula Island is getting closer and closer, and wow, am I glad it is. It feels like Ash and co have been on Akala for far too long, so it'll be nice to move the story forward and explore a new island! I definitely have some big plans for Ula'Ula.

As always, I hope you enjoyed, and see you next time!