Pit was more comfortable that he had been in a long time. He found himself curling up tighter into the warmth, and giving a massive sigh. He felt contented, and he sunk down into the mattress, giving a small smile. He was warm, relaxed, and happy, which was more than he had felt since leaving home.

He heard someone give a slight moan next to him, and a hand move across his side. He skin immediately burst into goosebumps and Pit stiffened. He slowly opened his eyes, blinking and grunting a little. He was suddenly confused. What had happened? Was he in a bed?

His vision was blurred a little, and he rubbed his eyes a few times to clear away the sleepiness. When his sight focused, all he could see was a set of yellow walls and wooden furniture.

Pit gently shifted away from whatever had put a hand on him and he slowly sat up. Running a hand through his hair, he observed the room around him. The pale walls of the room seemed to glow from the morning sunlight, making it feel almost soft. Something about the room reminded him of Jenny and felt very…human. Everything was simple and neat, and Pit found himself incredibly confused.

The angel slid himself out of the bed as quietly as possible and walked over to the bathroom connected to the room. He slipped in and snapped on the light, glancing at himself in the mirror. What he saw made him suck in a breath of shock.

He was older, much older, at least five to ten years older than he remembered. He wore only a pair of thin pajama pants, he his chest was bare. He ran a hand along his abdomen, just to make sure that he really did have that toned of a body and he wasn't imagining it. He traced a finger along his jawline, which had grown firmer, and stared at himself. He had to be dreaming. This couldn't be real. What had happened? He was not that old…

"Are you awake already?"

Pit nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a voice from the bedroom. He glanced back in for a moment. An arm came up from the mattress as the person stretched. Pit swallowed hard, trying to come up with the least traumatizing explanation of why someone was in his bed. He cleared his throat. "Yeah, I'm awake," he managed to say.

"Are you going to be busy today? We should probably start on breakfast."

"B-b-breakfast sounds great," Pit stuttered.

The figure moved from under the covers. "Are you alright, Pit?"

Pit felt his jaw drop as the person pulled the covers away. Sitting up on the bed was Kaitlyn. But this Kaitlyn, like him, had been aged. Her curls hung longer and were tousled from her pillow. Her green eyes were slightly narrowed, and her face had also firmed up slightly. She stretched out a little, and Pit realized she was only wearing a thin, silky nightgown that went down to barely her mid-calf. The angel would have turned away in embarrassment, but he was too shocked to do so.

Kaitlyn slipped out of the bed, looking at Pit with a confused expression. "Hey, what's wrong?" She came up to Pit, looking deeply into his eyes. "You seem stressed."

Pit was stressed, and he found himself breathing harder. It didn't help that one of Kaitlyn's arms was wrapped around his back, and the other was over his abdomen in a half hug. He shivered a little and shook his head. "Um…no…I'm alright. I'm just…well—." He cut off awkwardly, still not exactly sure what he was supposed to say. This whole situation was completely off and not anything like he was used to.

"Are you sure?" Kaitlyn asked, looking concerned.

Pit nodded. "Yeah, totally sure. I just…I have one question."

"What?"

"Are we…are we married?"

Kaitlyn's head drew back a little and she gave Pit an amused look. "Why, should I go grab the paperwork?" She held up her hands, and Pit immediately noticed the flashy diamond rings on one finger. He quickly looked down at his hand, realizing he too was wearing a ring, though his seemed like a single golden band. Suddenly, he felt much more uncomfortable.

Kaitlyn's hands held the back of his head and she gave him a gentle kiss on the lips. "And I've never regretted a minute if it," she said with a smile. "But now seems like a wonderful time for you to go and get Lucy while I start breakfast, okay?"

"Sure," Pit said, faking confidence. "You get started. I'll be right down."

"Alright. Just get Lucy up in a few minutes, or she'll be late for school."

"Alright." Pit watched Kaitlyn as she grabbed a robe and wrapped it around her before leaving the room. Only after she had left the room completely, the door shutting behind her, did Pit lean against the wall and slide to the floor.

His grabbed his head and shook his as hard as he could without injuring himself. "What the heck is going on?" He whispered to himself. His continued to stare at himself in the mirror. Was this a vision of his future? Would he get married to Kaitlyn and have a good life? Or was this something else completely?

Slowly Pit stood and walked back into the room. He scoured the dresser to find a shirt and threw it on without much thought. Then he walked out of the room and into the hallway as quietly as possible. Lucy…he didn't know who that was…eventually, he just started opening doors, finding the bathroom and a couple of closets.

The last door he opened was different than all of the others. It was painted pink, and was bright and cheerful, if not the most girly room he had ever entered. He licked his lips and entered the room, shutting the door behind him.

All of the furniture in the room was painted in pale shades of pink and decorated with glittery stickers of all kinds. The walls had been painted with images of wildflowers, like the ones Pit would often see in the farthest reaches of Palutena's garden. They were beautifully done.

Pit slowly walked to the corner of the room, where a bed lay. In the bed, covered by sheets, was a little girl. As Pit approached quietly, he was able to see her more easily. She had wavy blonde hair and a round face. The sheets hardly rose and fell as she breathed. She was so small that Pit could probably have held her in his arms quite easily.

The angel swallowed and he sat on the edge of the bed, gently touching the girl on the shoulder. "L-Lucy?"

The girl gave a moan before she reached up and stretched out her arms. She yawned widely, giving Pit and easy view of her row of tiny teeth. She opened wide blue eyes and looked up at Pit with a big smile. "Morning, Daddy!"

Pit almost choked. The little girl held out her hands and made grabbing motions. Pit hurriedly picked her up, doing it quite awkwardly. "Um, we're going downstairs, okay? Ka—Mommy's making breakfast."

"What's for breakfast?" Lucy asked. Her words were like any child's, and had a slight lisp to them. This made her seem all the younger to Pit, who held her more tightly.

"I'm not sure," he said slowly. "You'll have to ask."

"Okay!"

Pit carried the little girl down the stairs. He stared at her, not able to comprehend what was going on. He had…a daughter? He and Kaitlyn had a child? The thought nearly took his breath away, and he found himself shaking his head as though to clear his thoughts.

As he held her closer, he suddenly felt something. He ran his hands along the little girl's back, his fingers rubbing along the girl's shoulder blades. He could feel them, and that shocked him beyond compare. The girl had wings, albeit small wings, but wings altogether. They were the perfect size for a baby angel. He and Kaitlyn had reproduced a baby angel. It was basically unheard of.

Pit was not sure how he was supposed to take any of this. He felt as though he had been clobbered in the stomach and then bashed in the head a few times. Nothing made sense anymore. He couldn't even remember where he had been before coming here. All he knew was that he had been a lot younger, so had Kaitlyn. What had he missed where suddenly he was an adult, married, and had conceived a child?

Pit finally found his way to the kitchen, where Kaitlyn was making batter of some kind. Lucy squirmed a bit, obviously wanting to be put down, so Pit obliged and the little girl ran to her mother, grabbing onto her leg. Kaitlyn turned and gave the girl a gentle smile. Pit had never seen her look so tenderly at anyone before. "Well good morning, Lucy!" Kaitlyn said with a smile. "Do you want pancakes?" The little girl squealed in delight and gave a large nod. She hurried to the table and managed to climb her way onto a chair, where she sat patiently.

Pit stood and watched the girl for a moment before turning to Kaitlyn. She dolloped pancake batter into a pan on the stove, and watched it for a moment. After a while, she noticed Pit watching her. "What?" she asked in a light tone.

"You look beautiful," Pit replied slowly. It was true, of course. He had never seen Kaitlyn look more wonderful than he did now. There was something there that he had never seen before. Perhaps it was the charms of a woman who was a mother, who had the care and concern for a little child deep within her.

Kaitlyn gave a little moan. "Oh, no I don't. I haven't had any time to do my hair or anything. Tell me I look beautiful later, when I'm actually dressed up and ready to head out. I'm eating lunch with Lady Palutena today, you know."

Lady Palutena…Pit narrowed his eyes before widening them. Why does that make me worried? I shouldn't be worried. There's nothing wrong with her…

But his gut disagreed. Pit felt something deep within him stir, something that was missing. His body told him that there was something wrong with Lady Palutena. He was the Captain of the Guard. He was supposed to protect her, but this wasn't something he was aware of. What was he forgetting?

"Pit, are you sure you're okay?" Kaitlyn asked, looking concerned.

"I'm fine."

"I don't know, you just seem off. Do you have a headache, or feel sick?"

Headache…Pit winced as his stomach clenched. Why did headaches make him feel like that? He didn't have a headache. Before his gut had gone crazy, he had felt perfectly healthy. Now he felt sick.

Pit shook his head. "Yeah, I'm just fine. Um…is there anything else going on today?"

The woman shrugged. "Not that I can think of. Are you and Nighthawk still having lunch together today?"

"Sure," Pit lied, not knowing what she was talking about. "I'm grabbing lunch with Nighthawk. How is he, by the way?"

Kaitlyn raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you ask him today, when you see him? I'll be picking it up Lucy from school at around one, so you don't have to worry about it. Just remember to go down to the marketplace and pick up more figs. We're out, and we need more. Can you remember to do that?"

Pit opened his mouth a few times before managing to say, "Um…sure."

"Come on, you have a great memory. It shouldn't be hard for you."

Pit felt that punching feeling in his stomach again when Kaitlyn said the word "memory".

Kaitlyn's eyes narrowed and she walked over to Pit, giving him a look with a hand on her hip. "Okay, you are seriously not telling me something. You look feverish."

Pit felt feverish, but he had no idea why. He felt sick and clammy, and he was staring to get that headache that Kaitlyn had mentioned earlier. He swallowed a few times and lowered his head. "Kaitlyn…I have to tell you something…"

"What is it?" Kaitlyn pulled up a chair next to Pit after she put a place of pancakes in front of Lucy. She gently took Pit's hand, rubbing her fingers over his wrists. "What's wrong?"

Pit looked at her hand and suddenly felt a deep sadness within him. "I…I don't belong here."

Kaitlyn's look was full of unease. "Oh, Pit, of course you belong here. We all do. You've been living here forever. Where else would you belong?"

"No…it's…it's really complicated," Pit said. Anxiety filled his mind, which was already racing. "I have this feeling that…that I just…that I'm completely out of my mind! I don't know what's happening! I can't remember anything from the past years, not since we were hardly adults, much less when we had a kid!" Pit felt his breaths coming in faster, and total panic came over him. "I didn't even know that we'd gotten married! I just…I woke up in the room with you next to me, and I don't how I got there! I don't know anything anymore!"

Pit was practically in tears by the time he had finished, and Kaitlyn looked on wide eyed. Lucy had stopped eating her pancakes and stared at Pit with the same expression of shock. Pit put his head in his hands and let out a few moans. He had no idea what to do. He felt useless and terrified and completely out of his element, and he couldn't fix it.

After a long pause, Kaitlyn nodded her head slowly, clasping her hands in front of her. "Okay…okay…um…I'm sure there's a logical explanation for it, Pit. You probably are just sick, and it's affecting your mind somehow."

"But what if it isn't?" Pit cried out. "What if I'm losing my mind!? Kaitlyn, I know that I love you, and I know we must really be happy together, but I don't know how we even got together, when we got married, when we had Lucy…and it's not fair to you or her that this is happening! You expect me to be something that I can't be for you, and that's not right!"

Kaitlyn was still nodding, and Pit could see the fear in her gaze. She was just as terrified as he was. She pursed her lips a few times and gave a long sigh. "We're going to figure this out, I promise. Lady Palutena will know what to do. Maybe there's a god or goddess that deals with memories, and he or she can fix it."

Goddess…memories…

Pit jerked back as though he had been struck by lightning. His mouth dropped open, and he felt the air slam out of his lungs. It all came back to him. He wasn't supposed to be here. In fact, had hadn't forgotten anything at all. He was just out of his own time period.

"Pit!" Kaitlyn gripped Pit's hands tightly, looking scared. "Pit, are you alright?!"

Pit swallowed, his body trembling as his memories started to return. Kaitlyn, and Kuro, and Nighthawk, and Eris…Eris…and Palutena…the club and Paris, and…everything…

Pit stood, throwing his head up to the ceiling. "ERIS!" he roared to the sky. "I'M DONE WITH THIS!"

"Pit, what are you doing?" Kaitlyn breathed out, looking even more terrified than before.

Pit ignored her and continued to glare upwards. "I know this is all a joke, and you're just making it up! It's not real! Get me out!"

"Pit, please, you're going to—."

Pit turned to look at Kaitlyn for a moment, but quickly gave a second glance. The entire scene around him had completely frozen, just as if the world around him had been paused like a movie. Kaitlyn's eyes were wide and glassy, and her hand was raised and reaching out to Pit. Lucy was frozen in mid cry, her mouth open wide and her eyes squinted with tears. Pit felt his breath catch in his throat.

"She does make a pretty little angel, doesn't she," a voice hissed behind him. Pit gritted his teeth and turned around, his face merely inches from Eris' smug, pale face. She raised a hand and rubbed it along Pit's jaw before he pushed it away in anger. "You know, your future looks pretty sweet. I'm surprised at you."

"Wait," Pit paused. "This is…my future?" He turned back to the table, staring at Kaitlyn and Lucy. "What…how do you know about my future?"

Eris' hands ran up Pit's arms and rested on his shoulders. Her mouth was nearly pressed against his ears. "Isn't it pretty? It's not set in stone of course, but this is one of your futures. Different paths, different future, different life, but this is one of the more pleasurable ones. I mean, think about it: you're living happily with your long-time love and now wife and you have a beautiful daughter, and probably more on the way. You could be happy here."

"What do you mean?" Pit muttered.

"With one flick of my hand, you can go right back into this fantasy. Everything will work out, you'll see. You could have the perfect life, the life you always wanted, free from all of your problems."

"What problems?"

"Please, everyone knows that all you want to do is be completely relaxed and be free from all of your previously responsibilities. Here, you have a loving family who supports you, and you're still protecting people, but you don't have to worry. Everyone has been defeated. You never have to worry about people being killed again. There are no more wars. You're completely safe, and happy."

Pit felt something tug inside of him, something that came out of the fear and despair and anxiety: hope. Could this really be his future? Was he actually going to get married to Kaitlyn and have a child, maybe more? Was it that peaceful? The very thought nearly took his breath away. He felt a deep longing inside of him for something so calming and bright, something that he could ease through without a care in the world.

The angel licked his lips and blinked a few times. "Can life just…be that easy?"

"It can," Eris whispered peacefully. "All you have to do is just give in. Just give me the word and this will become your reality. All of it."

Pit had never felt more tempted in his entire life. His very being was tugging, pulling every piece of his mind towards the scenario that had been placed before him. How he longed to make this his reality. He had realized recently how much he had wanted to continue with his relationship with Kaitlyn. In fact, he wanted to marry her at some point. Having a child was something that seemed so far in the future, but now it was in front of him, already there. He could live here. In fact, he wanted to live here.

But like the hope that had come through the despair, another feeling came through the longing. He suddenly thought of Nighthawk, up in Angel Land working to make sure that everything was running well. And then Kuro, who was still working for Palutena even though he didn't live in the Skyworld anymore. And Cedar, who was barely at the age for working and was still running messages for Nighthawk and fighting against monsters. They were all playing their part, despite the fact that they were probably just as exhausted as Pit was, and were probably just as ready to keel over and not continue onward.

Pit knew what he had to do, no matter how difficult it was.

"Eris," Pit asked quietly, "what happened to you?"

"To me?" For once, the goddess sounded confused.

"Yeah." Pit's voice grew hard. "You said there were no more wars. Everything had worked itself out. So what happened to you?"

He could feel Eris shrug. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe I never existed in this world, in this alternate future. Or maybe you defeated me."

"Yeah, but I didn't defeat you in the real world." Pit gritted his teeth and whirled back around, facing Eris with a growl. "Take me back!"

"You're ignoring my generous offer?" Eris said, her voice slow and dark.

Pit took a deep breath before holding up his fists. "I can't live here. I would rack myself with guilt every day."

"You wouldn't have to. I'd reset your memories."

"Don't pretend you're the good guy!" Pit snapped. "Because you're not! You're manipulative, and evil, and you just want to see everything burn around you! I don't know what you've done to my mind, but I refuse to stay here. So take me back NOW!"

Eris' smile dropped into a frown that seemed both angry and disappointed. "I can't say I didn't expect this to happen. Fine, refuse my generous offer. When you never wake up, you have only yourself to blame. Your memories are already gone in the real world."

"Kaitlyn's are still there," Pit said sharply. "She'll find a way."

"The cute blonde girl?" Eris said, raising an eyebrow with amusement. "She's practically a time bomb. All I have to do is make trigger her mind in some way, and her body will do the rest for me."

"She's stronger than you think," Pit said. "She can defeat you."

Eris gave a small laugh. "Keep dreaming, Pit. It may be all you do for a long time." She snapped, and the kitchen scene faded into darkness. Pit gave a harsh glare to Eris as the blackness overcame him. Kaitlyn was going to free him. He knew it.


Kuro awoke as though he had stopped breathing a long time ago. The air rushed into his lungs. He could hear his heart pounding against his chest as he panted and choked for air. He let out little moans and nearly cried from surprise.

Where was he?

He swallowed and sat up, rubbing his head. Around him, there was nothing by darkness. He could see himself, but nothing else, as though he were illuminating his own area and nothing else: as though he was glowing. Kuro slowly put a hand out, trying to feel around him. The darkness was cool…or was it warm? Did it feel like anything? He suddenly wasn't sure at all. And that made him nervous.

"Where am I?" he breathed out, slowly standing up. He crouched for a while, suddenly worried that he was simply somewhere very dark and he could quickly be attacked. But he couldn't hear anything, not even with his incredibly hearing. He reached out his senses, but could not find any auras around him, not any. This in and of itself was startling. Everything had an aura, even plants, though theirs were weak. But he could find absolutely nothing.

He took a deep breath and tried to steady himself. He had never not been able to sense auras. He felt as though he were walking blind. Was this what it felt like to be other angels, to not have the ability to reach out with the senses and see beyond your eyes? It felt empty, and Kuro found himself shaking as though he had just thrown up.

"It's odd, isn't it?" said a voice from within the darkness. "Being like everyone else?"

Kuro snarled as he whirled around, trying to follow his ears. But his hearing, like his other abilities, felt off. He overturned, and ended up overshooting his target which caused him to trip a little and rebalance himself.

Eris sat in the darkness, on some unseen surface. Her legs were crossed and she was leaning back a little. On her face was a smug smile and she looked down on Kuro with gleaming eyes. When Kuro didn't say respond, she continued. "You and Pit were arguing for a while about power, weren't you? Isn't it crazy to feel how he feels? Doesn't it make you feel a little overpowered?"

"I don't care how it makes me feel," Kuro snapped, clutching himself, "Give me my senses back!"

"Oh, I can't do that," Eris said in mock surprise. "Your memories are completely gone at this point. Your body can't remember why you have those abilities."

"But I can remember now," he protested. "I can actually remember everything, like where I came from and what I've been doing for the past years. I can remember those now."

Eris let out a sigh. "That's a little more complicated. I'm not sure if your brain can comprehend it."

Kuro snarled a little. "Try me."

"Fine. How much do you know about Mnemosyne?"

"More than the average angel."

"Then you know what her magic relic is?"

"Sure, her Codex."

"Yes, her Codex, her Book. The Codex is where she keeps the Chains of Memories, which holds the minds of every being in existence together. After I captured her, all I had to do was break the Chains. Everyone's memories are blowing around."

"Then how do I have mine?"

"Because I can give them back. See, I can control people's memories. I can manipulate them. I gave yours back because I thought it would be more dramatic if you had your memories but not your powers back."

"You know, I really, really hate you," Kuro snapped, trying to straighten up.

Eris' smile became much darker. "Chaos Magic will do that to you."

Kuro took a long breath and continued to glare at Eris. "Okay, you've got me here. What do you want?"

"Well, I could do a lot of things," Eris said with a musing tone. "But I think the real reason I'm here is because I want you to work for me."

Kuro couldn't help but snort a little. "Forget it. The last time I worked for a psychopath, I nearly destroyed the Skyworld and killed a bunch of angels. I don't need to work for anyone else."

"You work for Palutena."

"Yeah, but Lady Palutena is a good goddess who actually cares about order and life."

Eris raised an eyebrow. "What's so great about order? The world started with chaos, why shouldn't it go back?"

"Because order came from the chaos, and it's why some of us exist," Kuro snapped. "Chaos is another way of saying you hate the goodness in the world. You just want everything to go back to way it was before, and everyone knows the world is better off now than it was before."

"You're naïve, Kuro. Can't you see the horror in the world?"

"Of course I can," Kuro said sharply. "But what I'm doing to change it is different than what you're doing to fix it."

Eris looked him up and down. "You seem like a smart angel. Do you want to see what happens if you don't join me?"

"Whatever it is, I don't care," Kuro spat.

"Oh, but I think you'll find this most interesting." Eris raised her hand. Her snap resonated throughout the darkness and it the clouds around him disappeared.

Kuro whipped his head around, staring at the scene before him. Blood was everywhere, in the room and in the hallways around him. Bodies were strewn across the floor, unmoving and obviously have been slaughtered by something.

"What the heck is this?" he asked quietly.

Eris strode across the room, laying her hands on a torn-up couch nearby. "You don't recognize them? Well, I suppose it would be hard in with how messed up their faces are. But in this scenario, I took their memories and convinced them that everyone around them was their enemy. After that, they had no trouble killing one another." Her smile was the most terrifying thing Kuro had ever seen. "Your foster family knows how to attack people, I'll give them that."

Kuro felt sick. His mouth trembled and he felt the breath leave his lungs. Under inspection, Kuro could tell that the bodies on the ground were indeed Roger, Aubrey, and the entire McNichol family. He gave Eris a deadly look. "How dare you?!" he spat. "How dare you do that to a perfectly fine family?! What did they do to you?!"

"Nothing," Eris said honestly. "But they did something to you. They changed you, and that makes them the perfect leverage. In fact, I could show you a number of images. Would you like to see Pit or Kaitlyn in their state in this scene? They killed one another. And Lady Palutena was murdered by a group of angels. Memories are delicate things, Kuro, and they can easily be changed."

"You are vile, and sick, and the most evil being I've ever met, and I used to live in the Underworld, so that's saying a lot!" Kuro said, practically growling.

"Oh, I know," Eris said, blinking slowly and smiling in a way that seemed so sincere for a moment, then completely deranged the next. "So, you have two choices. You can either watch the world burn beneath you, and see everyone you love go completely insane and kill one another, or you could join me, and I will spare them."

Kuro couldn't help it. He straightened up and giggled a little. Then his giggle turned into a chuckle, then a full blown laugh. He roared with laughter, nearly falling over. His change in attitude startled Eris, and she stared at Kuro with wide, almost scared eyes. "Why are you laughing?" she hissed. "What's so funny?"

It took Kuro nearly a minute to stifle his laughs, but he finally managed to catch his breath and smile at Eris with the most crazy grin he could manage. "Oh Eris, you're trying to threaten the wrong angel."

"What do you mean?" She snapped. "You love this family, you want them safe. Why wouldn't that make you want to join me?"

"Because I'm not an idiot. I can see right through you. You don't care about anyone. Sure, you'd spare my family, but you wouldn't spare anyone else's. If you have offered someone else this 'opportunity', you would offer the same thing."

"But I'm saving your family! Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

"Sure it does," Kuro said, looking down at the floor for a moment. Everything about the situation made him feel like he was going to die in misery there, but he wasn't going to let Eris know that. "I love my family, that's obvious. But you're talking to the guy who's been asked to join sides since I was born. I'm used to being threatened, and I'm over picking sides from that. So don't even try anymore. I don't work for the benefits I'm going to get. I've got a moral compass too, you know, and I right now my morals are telling me to avoid working with you at all costs."

Eris looked as though she were going to explode. "Then you've chosen your side, and you'll watch as the Earth and all surrounding worlds are destroyed! I hope you're satisfied."

"I'm not the only one who can stop you," Kuro said with a sharp edge to his voice. "Pit and Kaitlyn and Harmonia are still around."

"None of them can stop me now! My deranged sister can't even remember who she is, and Pit's just as out of it as you are! The only one left is the Kaitlyn, and she can hardly fight anything without going completely crazy. She'll be easy to defeat."

"Don't count on it," Kuro said. He turned away from the room scene and sat facing the darkness. "You'd better get ready for Kaitlyn," he said with a smile. "You won't know what hit you."

"Oh believe me, Kuro, I know exactly how to kill your little human pet. And when she's gone, you'll have yourself to blame."

"I bet you say that to everyone."

"I do, because everyone blames themselves when they turn down my offers."


Well, school starts on Monday, and I'm actually pretty excited :) I'm taking a pottery class!

Yes, I'm excited about this...no judgement.

Anyways, I hope you all are doing well and I hope your Christmas Break is going well. I had a fabulous break with my family :) My older brother is moving out of the country in a week, and will be gone for a whole year, so it was fun to spend time with him. It was also great to see my parents, little sisters, and little brother, and honestly just spend a lot of time eating good food, relaxing, and spending time with friends!

Have a great rest of your break :)

~Pixie