Yoo! Eheh….I'm REALLY, TERRIBLY sorry for the delay! Working on 8 stories really isn't the smartest idea…I should be ending at least one of them soon, I hope so at least (sighs)

Well, alright then, enjoy the SECOND PART of the previous chapter!

The Troublemaker with the Blue Eyes Part 2

Previously on "The Troublemaker with the Blue Eyes"…

"Sorry but this bus ain't stoppin' once it started driving," Tifa was positive now that the woman which reminded her of a drill sergeant was grinning sadistically

Yuffie fumed silently to Tifa once the woman turned her back:"Who the hell does that old hag thinks she is?! Tch, probably didn't get laid in years and its all dusty down there." She crossed her arms, glaring heatedly at the back of the woman's head.

" Yuffie!" Tifa hissed for her to be quiet, lest the drill sergeant-lookalike heard her.

"Wait…" Yuffie and Tifa shared a look of horror as cold realization splashed upon them.

What they assumed had been the bus heading to their Wellness Center, was in fact a bus leading to a military institution for badly behaved women. Tifa and Yuffie's eyes widened when they noticed just what they got themselves into.

They just had a one way road trip to hell.

And they couldn't escape.

The hell? No freaking way!

"Alright, here's the plan-" Yuffie started, whispering conspiratorially to Tifa,

"-Plan?! Oh no, Yuffie don't even think about it! You've got us in enough trouble already!" steam was practically coming out of Tifa's ears in her anger,

"Aw, but Teeef!" Yuffie whined, desperately tugging on her friend's arm as Tifa suddenly stood up, getting curios glances from all the women in the bus, before she started walking with purpose at the front, where the red haired woman aka drill sergeant from before sat.

"Excuse me," Tifa thought it best to be polite, she believed that things should be dealt with in a diplomatic approach first,

The redhead turned her head to look up at Tifa from her seat, "What?" she snapped rudely, her green eyes glowering.

"I don't mean to be rude, but if you could only leave me and my friend out by the next stop we will be able to return and maybe even catch up with our real bus, you see we actually planned a wellness trip to Kalm and-"

The woman stood up, approximately at Tifa's eyes level, and started to roar with laughter, before she straightened and looked at Tifa with a weird, threatening glint in her eye, "Listen up girlie, I've heard tons of stories like these before yo, so don't think you can just waltz up to me here and sprout shit about "going originally to the SPA". Now go back to your seat and shut your trap, I don't wanna hear ya unless I give you an order yo,"

Tifa frowned sighing heavily before she returned to her seat next to Yuffie, a lot of the women, with criminal records, snickered at her failed attempt and even shot a few paper planes at her head.

Tifa glared at them, crushing the piece of paper in her grip and ignoring them.

"That went pretty smooth don't ya think?" Yuffie crossed her arms behind her head, "Should we call Zack and Vincent to come pick us up?"

A look of defiance and determination suddenly crossed Tifa's face and Yuffie moved away from her best friend just the tiniest bit in her seat at the fiery aura surrounding her, "'Come pick us up'? We aren't helpless Yuffie! I'm Tifa Fair and I'll be damned if I let myself get intimidated by women who have never experienced the joy of having a family or a loving husband by their side! We can do this ourselves! Don't worry we will definitely make it out of here in no time!" she closed her fist, shaking it in determination.

Yuffie just looked at her blankly, before she slapped her hand against her forehead in frustration and muttered under her breath," I swear…you spend way too much time with Zack…"

Yuffie propped her chin on her hand and stared outside the bus, opting to enjoy the ride to hell as long as it lasted.

"Alright…what now?" Denzel asked, scratching his head in confusion.

"Um….now we…" Cloud rubbed his chin, standing in front of the stove, intently looking at the buttons and symbols to try and turn the damn thing on.

"Cloud…should we call Zack?" Marlene asked helplessly, watching Cloud's frustration grow as the man who was renowned for his inability to cook tried to figure out how to turn on a stove.

The blonde's face darkened, "No, we will be fine. I can do this without Zack," Marlene rested her forehead against her propped arms, sighing heavily in defeat while Denzel just shook his head at Cloud's stubbornness.

While the two were best friends and similar in some ways, there were also obvious differences between them.

While Zack's cooking abilities rivaled even Tifa's, who had studied cook books for years in order to offer Marlene and Denzel a balanced and healthy diet, Cloud's were…well…let's just say when Cloud Strife was nearing the kitchen with the purpose to actually use the kitchen utensils, which wasn't often, then at least Tifa or Zack were absolutely obligated to be in close proximity or at least two fire extinguishers.

"When do you think Zack will be back?" Denzel whispered to Marlene watching as Cloud crouched down low to inspect the symbols on the buttons more closely.

"I don't know, I hope soon." Marlene whispered back, closing her mouth immediately when Cloud looked at her in confusion. They almost forgot he had enhanced hearing thanks to the mako in his body just like Zack, so he could pick up even the faintest of sounds.

"What?"Cloud asked with a raised eyebrow,

"Nothing!" Marlene and Denzel both answered, looking away in opposite directions.

Cloud sighed.

Zack had went to go shopping with Angeal, since they were running out of diapers, pudding and milk.

That's why Zack had phoned Cloud to come over…well in actuality Zack had wanted to ask Aerith for help, but the woman had been forced to visit the church and tend to her flowers when she found out that some stray kids had destroyed them.

Cloud had been the only option…

Zack loved Cloud like a little brother…but the man couldn't cook to save his life and since both him and Aerith hadn't thought of sealing the deal and getting married, he also had no experience with toddlers, and because of that fact, Zack took Angeal with him, fearing for his precious son's wellbeing if he had left him with good ole' uncle Cloud.

"Hey, I think I figured it out," Cloud informed the two children, which grew more worried by the second as Cloud's finger was pushing some buttons on the stove.

Since the stove was supplied with gas, the children feared that a sudden, uncontrolled rush of fire, because Cloud had turned the stove on too high, would possibly startle the swordsman and create an explosion of utter chaos which could destroy the whole neighborhood and possibly the whole world and Tifa would be mad for destroying everything while she came back from her SPA and-

"Odd…" Cloud commented, his blue eyes narrowing at the ring, which fire was supposed to surround it but instead…nothing happened…

Marlene scrunched her nose and moved to stand next to Cloud, while in no way adept at cooking, Tifa had taught her a few tricks and cooking techniques, so the girl wasn't completely clueless when it came to it. In fact, she would often help Tifa with baking and cooking when Zack wasn't home.

Marlene groaned in exasperation when she immediately spotted the problem, "Cloud!"

"What is it Marlene?" Cloud stared down at the girl, his muscular arms crossed, a pout adoring his handsome features.

"Ugh…Cloud…you turned on the oven and not the stove!" Marlene quickly turned off the oven and instead turned on the stove above, almost immediately fire enveloped the ring, creating a hot blue flame.

Cloud scratched the back of his neck, "I knew that…" Marlene huffed and went back to her seat next to Denzel, Marlene buried her face in her hands.

"I wish Tifa and Zack were here…"

"Me too…me too…" Denzel whispered back quietly, watching as Cloud almost burned his finger when he set the pot filled with water on the flaming ring.

Tifa kept her eyes trained on the unfriendly something-like-a-drill-sergeant's back as the woman was at the front, leading all the women who were previously in the bus toward their impending doom, the boot camp.

Tifa had heard and read about such camps, but never in her wildest dreams did she picture them looking so….surprisingly peaceful.

At least from the outside. The outside was similarly built to something of a real camp, minus the "summer-feeling" one might have at kid's camps. This one had a more serious aura to it, banners were on either side at the large gates, adorned with metal bars.

Tifa had the faint suspicion that they were used so nobody could escape…she shivered, Yuffie obviously had the same thought as the ninja frowned at the metal bars.

She heard the woman at the front conversing with one of the guards stationed there and Tifa couldn't help but note the instances where the woman said "yo" in her sentences.

Her nose scrunched up in confusion, she leaned down slightly to whisper in Yuffie's ear, "Yuffie…did you notice something about that woman?"

The ninja snorted in disgust, "What? That sex-deprived-wannabe-drill-sergeant chick? What about her?" Tifa could only shake her head at her friend's various nicknames for the woman in that short period of time where they knew her.

"I just noticed something about her speech pattern…don't you think she's using "yo" quite often?" Tifa looked pointedly at Yuffie, trying without words to make the former materia hunter understand the implication of her words.

Yuffie's eyes widened to the size of saucers, "No way! Don't joke with me Tifa!" Yuffie's head snapped toward the red haired woman then back to Tifa, "No, no, no, no, no! I mean….just… ew! I know Reno is sometimes a handful and a damn flirt but…come on…he doesn't mean to flirt, he's a pretty good guy…I mean…you actually think that…that could be his mother?"

Tifa realized how slightly silly her idea sounded now that it was out in the open, but the woman did resemble Reno in many ways from what Tifa was able to pick up in the short time.

The woman had red hair, tied in a pony tail, while not in Reno's style, it was almost the same shade, the green eyes, even though Reno had blue ones Tifa suspected he inherited that from his father, the laid-back almost lazy attitude, the sharp tongue and quick wit, the messy style of clothing, while her uniform looked clean and sharp, Tifa noted her shirt collar was slightly messily made, as if the woman didn't really care much to straighten it, she didn't have the tie which Tifa noticed many other ones with the same uniform had and she used "yo" in most of her sentences, something Reno did as well.

It was simply his way of speech…but could it be a coincidence that the woman did as well? The speech pattern was unique enough and Reno wasn't doing it on purpose to sound cool, he was just like that. Nobody could tell Tifa the woman had the same speech pattern and not be related to the Turk.

"Maybe you're right…" Yuffie whispered, eyeing the woman carefully and also picking up on the "yo"s in her sentences.

Tifa's opinion of the place drastically changed when they actually entered the "camp".

It was the underworld personified.

There were several rooms, all open, and Tifa and Yuffie could only look in growing concern and surprise as they saw women of all ages doing push-ups, vigorously cleaning the floor with toothbrushes, cooking meals in a kitchen, military style, and one group of women learning, from what Tifa could see, how to speak and behave properly, sitting as straight as rods in their chairs.

…Just what did they drag themselves into?

Not even fifteen minutes here and they were already assigned a task, they had to clean the toilets. While Tifa and Zack usually switched on who would clean the toilet back home, this was something completely different.

Tifa knew that there were many badly behaved women, she had met Scarlet from Shinra after all and fought her, but this…Scarlet would look like a fine lady in comparison to this. Tifa wasn't even sure how women could actually miss the toilet when using it, she had expected that more from men.

Then again, Zack was never such a pig so Tifa honestly had nothing to compare it to but still…since men had to stand wasn't the chance of missing higher than with women who had to sit on the lid?

As the woman, whom they still had strong suspicions was Reno's mother, started barking out orders and commands, Tifa and Yuffie could only shiver as they were forced to work faster.

"What in the name of Sephiroth are you doing to my children Strife?" Zack deadpanned, carrying Angeal in one of those baby bags on his front and carrying grocery bags in each of his hands.

Cloud froze and slowly turned around, Marlene balanced on his head while Denzel was, what looked like at least, attempting to bite Cloud's arm, holding himself suspended in air by Cloud's said arm.

"Daddy can I play that too?" Angeal asked, giggling, watching his uncle and siblings play the weird game.

Zack sighed, "My son definitely won't be playing that game as long as I don't know what in the world you're doing," he gave Cloud a confused ,stern glare.

Cloud set Marlene and Denzel slowly down before he scratched the back of his neck," Well…you see…"

"Cloud tried to cook!" Marlene suddenly exclaimed in a panic, running towards Zack and hugging him tightly.

"Yeah! And we tried to stop him!" Denzel did the same as his sister figure, burying his face against Zack's stomach.

Zack rose an eyebrow at his best friend, "You've gotta be kidding me…"

Cloud chuckled in embarrassment, quickly turning off the stove unless it burned something.

"Soo….back from shopping huh?" Cloud walked over to Zack, taking the heavy bags from him to deposit them on the table and take out the contents while Zack took care of his son.

"Yeah I had to strangle a cow to finally get this. And no with cow I mean the cashier, damn guy kept refusing to calculate the damn milk because Geal slapped a sticker in the shape of a heart on the front. It didn't even cover the code to get scanned! It was just there! I thought I would have to bail out of jail, good thing the man was scared shirtless otherwise I would have given him the beating of his life," Zack shook his head while Angeal laughed in his arms

"Man with money was bad!"

"Yes Angeal, man with money was very bad," Zack agreed wholeheartedly, nodding his head and patting Angeal's own proudly.

Cloud blanched, slapping a hand to his forehead, "At least don't teach your poor, innocent son those things Zack. Poor boy will learn to beat up cashiers just to get milk," he retorted dryly, sighing in disbelief.

"Oi…the guy refused to scan the milk…and my boy wanted milk Cloud! HE WANTED MILK! Of course I will try and beat up any brat who comes between my son and his needs!" Zack hugged his son close to him, nuzzling his face against his son's happily and cooing softly when Angeal laughed and wrapped his tiny arms around Zack's head.

Cloud shook his head, Zack was a great and loving father and an equally great husband, according to Tifa, but sometimes he just went overboard…

Tifa would often say how overprotective Zack was, overly loving, showering Angeal with hugs and spoiling him to no end, the same he did to Marlene and Denzel, though as they are older they aren't too keen on waking up and suddenly being strangled to death by their father figure who used them as stuffed toys to hug at night.

They all loved Zack but sometimes…

Cloud cleared his throat, finally catching his friend's attention, "So…how about you start making dinner? I think we are all starving."

Translation: Cloud is starving.

Zack rolled his eyes playfully, punching Cloud on his shoulder when he passed him and setting Angeal on a baby stool so he didn't fall.

Zack stood now in front of the stove, "Let me guess – you had no idea how to turn it on did you?" Zack crossed his arms, staring blankly at Cloud.

"No, I figured it out. I just thought I would let you do the honors of cooking for your family is all," Cloud crossed his arms as well, narrowing his eyes at Zack.

Zack burst out laughing, noticing the pot which might have been filled with water at some point, sitting in the sink. Zack guessed Cloud let the water boil too much and it condensed almost all the water inside the pot.

"Man, Cloud…at least watch Aerith when she's cooking, she's almost as good as Teef," Zack said as he retrieved a frying pan and another smaller pot from one of the cabinets.

Cloud perked up, "You mean Tifa is almost as good as Aerith right?"

Zack paused and slowly turned his head to look at his best friend, he approached Cloud and was right in his face, "Huh? Are you insulting my wife Strife?" Zack's blue eyes narrowed dangerously.

Right…did he forget to mention that Zack was overprotective and turned into a murderous husband when somebody "insulted" Tifa?

"Oi…you started it Fair," Cloud stood tall, at least as tall as his lean frame could manage since Zack was half a head taller than Cloud. Back then in their SOLDIER days, it bothered Cloud a bit, their height difference, because back then Zack had been his superior and Cloud felt even more unworthy.

Well, throughout the years he learned that it didn't matter to Zack at all and Cloud had felt the same ever since.

"I just stated facts, Strife," Zack's gaze grew darker,

"Oh really? Aerith can make a chocolate cake! With icings and small chocolate figures on top!" Cloud smirked smugly up at his friend,

"Tch, lameee! Tifa can cook up to a five course meal, serve patrons AND wash the dishes! Did I mention her Gongagan special chicken curry dish is the best in all of Edge?!" Zack laughed maniacally.

Marlene and Denzel just shook their heads at the bickering adults, Angeal just cheered on his daddy, it didn't matter that he had no idea what it was about, he was cheering for Zack all the same.

At the happy giggles and laughs coming from his son, Zack turned on his heel and lifted Angeal up, nuzzling his nose gently with his son's affectionately and showering him with kisses and pecks across his chubby face, the playful bickering with Cloud all but forgotten.

Cloud crossed his arms, leaning against the fridge, shaking his spiky, blonde head. He couldn't believe how much Zack changed, from a dominant, very powerful SOLDIER First Class who could command an entire division with his words of dreams and honor alone to the strong, loving and caring father, husband and best friend one could imagine. He was still mighty powerful, while Cloud wasn't too keen on admitting it, Zack surpassed him in hand-to-hand and swordsmanship, having a few years of fighting more under his belt than Cloud himself. Not to mention, thanks to their efforts, Rufus and Reeve were working together to prevent something like Nibelheim or the other inhuman experiments from ever happening again.

Shinra didn't exist anymore, rather it was the WRO and many residents of Edge and beyond were glad for it. All thanks to former AVALANCHE and the Turks.

"Uncle Cloud! Uncle Cloud!" Cloud moved his head to the side, seeing little Angeal stretching his little arms out towards Cloud, a bright grin on his face, which oddly resembled Zack's with each passing day.

Cloud couldn't help but smile, walking over to the father-son-duo to carefully take Angeal into his arms and letting the toddler play with his spiky hair, grinning lightly.

"Would you look at that, daddy Cloud in front of my eyes and I get to see him in action!" Zack roared with laughter at his own words, patting Cloud's back.

Cloud couldn't keep the grin off his face as Angeal giggled and gave him a big, sloppy kiss, "Knock it off Zack, I'm just the nice uncle Cloud who comes by every now and then to prevent daddy Zack from putting his house on fire," Cloud teased his friend, patting his shoulder in return.

Zack playfully snorted, "Pff, as if that would happen, you know Tifa is exaggerating." Both men and the kids laughed, Cloud bounced Angeal lightly in his arms, lightly tickling his still chubby cheeks.

But then Angeal suddenly got a evil glint in his eye…the same look Zack would get when he would be bored and have something planned…not good.

"Angeal…" Zack warned but it was no use.

The surprisingly fast toddler wobbled out of his uncle's arms and opened the refrigerator door, using the small gap that Cloud had left open to his advantage.

As he jumped in Zack quickly tried to stop him but Angeal tossed can of beans at his father's head making the adult yelp and retreat, when Cloud tried it the same thing happened, this time with a large melon.

Marlene and Denzel cautiously approached the refrigerator, screaming their lungs out when they fully opened the door.

"Yuffie, wake up! We can do this!" Tifa shook her friend awake, who was snoring on the floor. It had felt like years passed, where in reality perhaps a week had passed.

The red haired demon, whose name was Leonora, though most called her "Nora" for short, had ushered command after command.

Cooking there was bone breaking hard work, cleaning was even worse and actually sitting as straight as a desk in "class" was pure hell. They were taught "good behavior" and when that demon started shouting at Yuffie for her potty mouth Tifa lost her nerves.

She stood up, standing tall as she regarded Nora with fierce eyes, "I will not allow you to talk to us like this!"

"Is that so yo? And who are you to command me around huh girlie?" Nora approached Tifa, standing in front of her now.

Tifa's glare intensified, "I'm Tifa Fair, the wife of Zack Fair, former First Class SOLDIER of Shinra and the best friend of Cloud Strife as well as former member of AVALANCHE, I'll definitely not tolerate someone who thinks of themselves as something akin to god to boss us around like we are mindless being!

These women may have committed crimes in their lives, but they didn't kill anyone! We all make mistakes! I commend you for trying to keep them in line and get them on the right track again but not like this! Violence begets violence and hate begets hate. They will come out of here worse than before. And like you mentioned, most of them here are familiar faces!" Tifa growled, her fists clenched tightly at her sides.

Yuffie looked on at her friend in a mixture of awe and surprise, hoho…Tifa had a sharp tongue but she rarely ever lashed out at anyone like this.

Every woman in the room held her breath as Nora's eyes widened, "D-did you say…Zack Fair? Cloud Strife? AVALANCHE?" Tifa nodded firmly, crossing her arms.

"Oh my god! I can't…I can't believe it! Y-you're the lucky woman who is married to Z-Zack Fair!" Nora suddenly looked like a school girl with a crush, fanning her pink face, nearly every woman in the room swooned at the new information, whispering heatedly.

"Um…" Tifa was at a loss of words..

What?

"Zack Fair has been the only man I've ever adored…except for my idiot husband…but Zack Fair..oh god…and his friend Cloud Strife, I've heard the rumors of them being taken but I never imagined…Wait…is Cloud Strife..?"

Tifa nodded, "Happily in a relationship,"

All the women in the room slammed their heads down in frustration, Yuffie almost jumped out of her skin damn it.

Nora turned to look at Yuffie," I assume you managed to get that hot Valentine huh?"

Yuffie snapped out of her shock before she barked at Nora," Damn right I did you old hag! You keep your mind away from my husband ya hear?!" Yuffie grit her teeth, sending glares at every disappointed woman.

"If you were a part of AVALANCHE and know them then that means…do you perhaps know Reno? From the Turks?" Nora asked with her hands on her hips,

"What in the…auntie?" a new, male voice suddenly called out in shock.

All the heads turned to spot none other than Reno and Rude standing in the doorway, looking flabbergasted. Reno was holding a small bouquet of flowers, white lilies, in his hands.

"Auntie?!" Tifa and Yuffie yelled out in shock, while Nora approached her nephew with happy tears in her eyes.

"Oh Reno my boy! I didn't know you knew these two lovely ladies!" she hugged the stunned Turk tightly while Reno and Rude gave confused looks at Tifa and Yuffie's presence here.

Yuffie inched her way closer to Rude and grabbed his arm, "Right! Well, let's go home shall we? We will agree that this whole thing has been a big misunderstanding! Bye!" with surprising strength, Yuffie dragged Rude with her outside, as Tifa snatched Reno away from what they now knew was his aunt.

"Uh…I'll call ya later yo!" Reno said in embarrassment as his aunt held the flowers in her hands,

Nora shook her head, holding the flowers in her hands, waving at them happily.

"Well, well, well…how about we go over the rules a bit?" one of the women of fairly large build said with a grin on her tattooed face.

Nora turned around with a smirk, "Let's,"

The last thing the foursome outside heard was laughter and joyous cheers, Yuffie could only wonder on exactly what Tifa just got into motion in there, it didn't sound exactly like a rebellion, more like a peace treaty.

"Care to explain what you ladies were doing in a place like that?" Reno asked as he started his helicopter, the distance between them and that wretched place increasing by the second.

"Um…well…it's a long story…" Tifa said lamely, scratching the back of her neck.

"Well, Mrs. Fair, we got some time before we arrive," Reno grinned like a chesire cat while Rude just smirked.

After the girls explained everything Reno wasn't able to contain his laughter any longer and Rude, after he had a good laugh himself, was forced to fly the bird.

"So, you wanna tell me you got grilled by my aunt Nora because of a misunderstanding yo?" Reno slapped his knee, clutching his stomach from laughing.

"Well….at first we thought she was your mother…because you behaved similarly," Tifa rolled her eyes, a blush of embarrassment covering her face.

"My mother? Hell, if I would have a mom like that I would have ran away from home at the age of seven! Nah, my mom is the total opposite of her. My aunt's sweet when she wants to be but most of the time…well..you saw it. My mom is pretty awesome and really kind, like I said the total opposite of auntie," Reno stuck his tongue out, smirking widely when Tifa and Yuffie shivered in slight fear.

"Well, well, we are here. And looks like the place is still standing," Reno joked as Rude carefully landed the bird, helping Tifa and Yuffie with their luggage.

Tifa didn't waste any time to rush inside, "I'm home everyone, did you miss-" she froze

Zack and Cloud were covered in flour, fruits and whatnot, Marlene and Denzel had bowls over their heads and spatulas in their hands. On Cloud's head there were diapers draped over the spikes and Tifa hoped they were clean.

"Uh….hi sweetie!" Zack greeted lamely, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment at what he predicted would be his death at the hands of his wife.

The place was a mess, while it wasn't as horrible as Tifa expected it to be, it was still shockingly messy. Yuffie just gasped behind her while Reno whistled loudly at what he saw.

Little Angeal was trying to lift the Buster sword by its handle, but of course his toddler arms couldn't move the heavy weapon or make it budge.

"Mommy! You're back!" he ran towards Tifa, hugging her tightly, giggling.

Zack paled when Tifa approached him, holding their son in her arms, before she launched herself at him, not caring that he was dirty beyond belief.

Zack froze, before slowly wrapping his arms around his wife, Cloud watching in amazement that Tifa didn't explode, yet.

"I'm so glad to be home! I don't ever want to leave ever again!" Tifa hugged Zack tightly, crying tears of joy as she kissed Angeal.

Zack looked at Yuffie, Reno and Rude over Tifa's shoulder, but Yuffie just shook her head.

"Don't ever leave me alone with Cloud ever again!" Zack suddenly cried, wrapping his arms around his wife tightly.

"Oi!" Cloud crossed his arms, shaking his head in disbelief until the diapers slid over his face, "GOD DAMN IT ZACK!" Cloud shouted out in rage and disgust, flinging the dirty diapers at Reno's face.

Needless to say…Reno showed them just how much worse a person could get enraged, even more so than his dear auntie Nora…

Among all the chaos, toddler Angeal just sucked happily on his milk out of a straw, laughing at the impending doom Reno would bestow upon them.

Phew! Finished it! REVIEWS are very appreciated! :D Thanks everyone for reading!