Hey! I'm back again. (Cheering or booing, whatever you feel like doing. Silence works too.) Okay, so here's Leo's Jam. It's kind of hard to fit Skye into this chapter. However, I spoke to one of my friends who is a great help when I have writer's block and asked about some ideas I had. So, thank you AVC (only the initials for privacy reasons) for your help! I hope this turns out good. And, yes. I might have created a new word, eg. sarcasticized. I makes sense, right? Also, I may use a bit of mild language in this chapter; I normally wouldn't do that, but. . .
Okay, on another topic, I'm gonna start doing replies to reviews. Here we go. . .
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BTW, I've forgotten to do this before. . . DISCLAIMER: I do not own Lab Rats or any of the characters. I only own Skye.
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Previously. . .
"I already have a boyfriend and I wouldn't trade him for the world."
"I still have you, and that's all that matters."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I don't care if I miss all of school. As long as in the end, I still have you."
This morning was crazy. First, Leo woke up late. Chase's alarm clock malfunctioned, resulting in him, Adam, and Bree waking up late. Adam and Bree began to glitch before we left for school. I lost track of time while on a morning run and came home with barely enough time to get ready for school. When we finally got to school, we rushed to our classes, arriving just as the bell rang.
It wasn't until after English and History that I could actually find time to just hang. Chase spotted me as he came out of Home EC and ran over to me. He immediately engulfed me in a huge hug.
"Sorry I didn't have time this morning," he apologized.
"You have time now," I replied. "Take advantage of it." He smiled and kissed me.
"Ew! Yuck!" Adam said, standing behind Chase.
"Oh, yay!" I sarcasticized. "Adam's here."
"Hey Adam," Chase said. Leo came over, and I realized that Chase and I weren't gonna get any privacy.
"Guys, with the dance coming up, I thought you could use a lesson on how to ask a lady out," Leo said.
"Oh great," Adam said.
"Who's gonna teach them?" I asked.
"ME!" Leo shouted. He shot a look at me. I gave him a 'don't-test-it' look. He and I both knew I could take him out in ten seconds. Leo switched back to the topic of the dance. "You're gonna watch me ask out the girl of my dreams: Danielle." Leo sighed as he said her name.
"I thought I was the girl of your dreams," I said, slightly offended.
"Well, you're dating Chase, so, I have no chance there," Leo said. "Wait, maybe I do?"
"Don't try it," I warned. Leo backed off.
"Danielle? Isn't she the girl who uses you as a footstool in science class? Chase asked.
"No, it's math," I corrected my genius boyfriend. He sometimes messed up on simple things, and I assumed that he did that so that I could have the enjoyment of correcting him.
"Where else is she supposed to put her feet?" Leo asked. "The floor!"
"Yeah, like everyone else," I told him.
"Open your notebooks, boys, 'cause class is in session," Leo ordered.
"Uh, hello-o?" I said. I was a girl.
Leo sauntered up to Danielle. "Hello, Danielle," he flirted. "Do you know how much a polar bear weighs?" Danielle shook her head. "Enough to break the ice." Leo hopped over the bench that Danielle was sitting on. Did Leo have to make that joke every, freaking time he met a girl?
"Didn't you send me 87 emails?" Danielle asked.
"Yeah," Leo admitted. "That was a slow day."
"I thought there was a decline in my daily emails from Mr Creepy himself," I joked.
"Okay," Danielle said, gathering her books. "See you later, Lenny."
"It's Leo, by the way," Leo called out after her.
"So, Leo," Chase asked. "What should I write in my notebook, other than 'denied'?"
"No, no, no," Adam insisted. "You can cheat off of me. I have, 'She is not going to the dance with Lenny'."
"Good one, Adam," I joked. "Finally something of yours I can cheat off of." Chase laughed and wrapped his arm around me.
"Are you guys talking about the dance too?" Bree asked. "Why is everybody making such a big deal about this stupid dance?"
"Nobody's asked you yet, have they?" Chase asked, knowingly.
"No!" Bree exclaimed.
"I'm sure someone will ask you," I comforted. "I haven't been asked yet." I glanced slightly at Chase.
"I really wanna go with that guy," she said. I saw who she was talking about. I knew him from my English class. He was probably the cutest guy in school. Other than Chase, that is. "His name is Ethan. We sit next to each other in chemistry. Coincidence? I think not. Chemistry!" she said the last bit in a sing-song voice, which totally annoyed me. "What should I do?"
"I've got this," Chase said cockily. He sauntered a couple of steps ahead and smoothed his hair behind his ear.
"So, that's not Spike's voice, but it is how he acts. . . " I said.
"Quiet, Skye!" he ordered. "He's talking about a girl he thinks is cute. Eww! he's talking about you!"
"What?" I asked, confused.
"No, Bree," he corrected. Bree jumped excitedly. "He's coming over here right now to ask you to the dance."
"What?" Bree asked, freaking out a bit. "No!" Okay, she was obviously freaking out more than a little bit. "Now? Why?" She looked at Chase hopefully. "Really?"
"Yeah," I replied. "He's walking over here right now."
"How's it going?" Ethan asked. Bree smiled nervously.
"Ethan!" WHat a huge surprise!" Chase covered. "To see you here, for reasons we do not know."
"Okay, Chase," I whispered. "Let's be quiet and let the cute guy talk." I used my classic tease. Chase gaped at me. "I'm kidding Chase." To prove it, I kissed him.
"Hey, Ethan," Bree said quickly. "How. . . uh, you know. . . we. . . uh, you know. . . decided. . . What is that over there?" Bree pointed behind Ethan and as soon as he turned around to see it, Bree super speeded down the hall.
Ethan turned around. "Where'd she go?"
"Uh," Adam grovelled for a reply. I could tell that Chase was searching his databases for some legit reply.
"More importantly," I said. "What is that over there?" I pointed to where Bree pointed, and Adam did the same. When Ethan turned around again, I grabbed Chase's hand and made a run for it with Adam and Leo.
TIME SKIP
Chase and I came home from school and began talking about a solution for Leo's problem.
"So, Skye," Chase asked. "How are we going to make Danielle like Leo?"
"Well, we could hog-ty her to a chair and refuse to let her free unless she goes to the dance with him," I suggested.
"NO!" Chase said.
"It's seriously the only way she'll go with him," I said. "Danielle likes heroes. And, unless Leo gets bionics and a really buff body, Daneo just isn't gonna happen."
"Daneo?"
"It's their ship name! I don't even know why I came up with one, 'cause it's not gonna happen."
"Wait," Chase said. "Danielle likes heroes. I overheard her talking about a book she read and that she wished she could have a boyfriend who was a hero."
"Overheard? Or super-heard?"
"Does it matter? I solved Leo's girl problem!" Chase grabbed my hand, and we ran downstairs to the lab where Leo and Adam were playing.
"Hey, guys," Chase announced, "I finally figured it out."
"Ahem," I coughed.
"We figured it out," Chase corrected.
"Oh, me too!" Adam said. "Do not eat the outside of a pineapple. Ooph! That'll come back to haunt you."
I don't know what everyone else was thinking, but I think it's safe to say that Adam is the stupidest person in the world.
"No," Chase said. "I, we, figured out how to make Danielle like Leo." Leo's face lit up. "I recorded her with my bionic hearing. Let me play it back for you."
"So you did super-hear," I said.
"Again, does it matter?" he asked, bringing a flashdrive out of his finger. That was not gonna stop being weird.
"Not, really," I replied. "It's just creepy."
"As creepy as Skye-vids?"
"Skye, what now?"
"You know, Leo videoing you," Chase reminded.
"You have a name for that?" I asked Leo. He froze and then hid behind Adam. "I'm not gonna waste my time, so Adam? Will you do the honors?"
"Absolutely," Adam punched Leo in the gut. I laughed.
"Guys!" Chase interupted. "I've got it." We all listened to Danielle's recording.
"In the movie, the hero punched the bad guy and stole the baby right out of the alligator's mouth. I would so go out with a guy like that!"
"Perfect!" Adam said. "You get the alligator, I'm gonna round up that baby!" Adam started walking out the door.
"Adam! No," Chase called out after him. "She wants a hero. We just have to make Leo look heroic."
"Well, that's a dead end," Leo said. "What else should we do today?"
I looked at Chase, knowingly. "Told ya we couldn't do it." I turned to Leo. "Kidnap Danielle and hog-ty her to a chair until she agrees to go out with you?"
"Yeah!" Leo agreed. We headed out the door.
"Skye?" Chase warned.
"Fine!" I shouted. "It would've worked."
"If only there was a way you could borrow my bionic strength," Adam said.
"I can't so that!" Leo said. "That's all you've got."
"Yeah, it is," I agreed. "You don't have brains, so. . . yeah."
"Wait a minute. . . " my boyfriend said. "Adam's onto something. Which is quite an achievement for someone who doesn't know how to eat a pineapple."
"Hey!" Adam defended. "I got it down, didn't I?" Adam made a 'duh' face. Chase shook his head.
"He's hopeless," I said.
TIME SKIP (The next day at school.)
Chase leaned against the doorpost into the cafeteria. I stood next to him, still trying to process the scene in front of me. Adam was texting while lying on the floor pinned down by the lockers. Leo was keeping guard. "I'm still not gonna get over the feeling that something terrible is about to happen," I told Chase.
"Will this help?" he and I kissed.
"Quit the kissing and keep on the lookout!" Leo shouted.
"Did it help?" Chase asked.
"Nope, not at all," I replied. Two boys walked into school. Thy saw Adam and rushed over to help him.
"No, no, no," Leo said stopping them. "He's fine."
"No, no, no," Adam said. "I'm good."
"He's great!" Leo said, pushing the boys into the cafeteria.
"Thank you!" Adam called out.
"Yeah," Leo said.
"Ooh! They're coming!" Chase announced. "Commence phase one of Operation: Lady For Leo."
"Oh, no!" Leo said stiltedly. Remind me never to cast him in a play. "This man is trapped! He looks like he needs a hero to save him. I will heroically take charge and heroically do just that!
"Oh, no!" Adam said, stiltedly. "We're running out of time. Save me before the alligator comes. . ." Remind me not to put Adam in a play either.
Leo kicked the locker. "Wrong rescue!" he hissed. "I will lift these lockers!" One. . . two. . . three! So heavy!" Adam pushed up the lockers and got up gasping.
"You are a true heroic take-charge hero!" Adam said.
Now it was my turn to act. I pretended to swoon over Leo. "Oh my gosh! That was amazing!"
"Oh, my gosh!" Danielle exclaimed. She ran over to Adam. "I can't believe what just happened!"
"You know, it takes a big man to do something like. . ." Leo started.
"How are you not hurt?" Danielle asks Adam. "You must be so strong."
"Wait. What?" Leo asked. "No! He's not the strong one; I'm the strong one! Hero!"
"You can't even act to be a hero," I whispered. "That's pathetic."
"W-what about Leo?" Adam asked. I could tell he had fallen a bit for Danielle.
"He's not hurt," she informed simply. Okay, they were perfect. Simplicity.
"Look at me!" Leo shouted. "I'm a open wound!"
"Really, I-I'm fine," Adam insisted.
"Okay, good, 'cause the dance is Saturday, and I love dancing. Maybe we can hang out?"
"Ooh, burn," I whispered to Leo. "She rejected you right in front of you."
Danielle left and Leo began accusing Chase. "Great plan, Chase,"
"What are you talking about?" Adam asked. "That didn't go at all like we thought it would," Adam was grinning big.
"Someone has a crush," I sing-songed. Okay, I know I hate it, but I couldn't help but sing-song. Now I get why Bree likes it so much. But I still not gonna do it again. Adam left and Leo went charging after. I would've followed, but Chase stopped me.
"Hey, um, Skye," he said. "You know the, uh, the. . . " my boyfriend stopped for a second. "big, english test we have tomorrow?"
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Do you, uh, wanna, uh, study with me?"
"Sure?" I replied. "But, it sounded like you were gonna ask me something else."
"What else is there?" he bolted.
"The dance!" I called out after him. Why hasn't he asked me yet?
TIME SKIP
I had to stay after school for detention. Apparently accidentally causing an explosion in science and almost burning down the classroom is grounds enough to send someone to detention. I couldn't believe that I had made a mistake. I am amazing at the lab at home. Anyway, after an hour, I finally got to go home. I walked into the lab to see Leo jumping on top of Adam and screaming at him. Leo dangled from Adam's back as he attempted to bring him to the ground.
"Stop it, little man!" Adam shouted. "You're gonna hurt yourself!"
"Hey, hey, hey! No!" Chase yelled, pulling Leo off of Adam. "Guys, this is getting out of hand."
"Yeah," I agreed. "It's like watching a chihuahua fight a horse. We all know who's who in this scenario."
"Is Danielle really worth all this?"
"Yes!" Adam and Leo answered.
"Adam, you cannot go to the dance with Danielle. It wouldn't be fair," Chase said. "Leo wanted her first."
"Hey, all is fair in love and fake locker accidents," Adam defended. Leo shook his head at Adam. "Fine! He can have her!"
"It's too late," Leo said. "The damage is done. I'll never love again."
"YES!" I shouted. The three boys stared at me. "Oh, come on! If you were constantly hit on and had your privacy invaded, and then suddenly, the kid who does it says he'll never love again, you'd be partying too."
Chase stared at me, and then turned to Leo, an 'okay-that's-who-I'm-dating' face on. "Leo, I'll talk to Danielle. I'll convince her that Adam's not an option and that she should be with you."
"Yeah, go to the dance with her, but everybody's gonna think you're dating your babysitter."
Leo screamed and bolted for Adam. Chase struggled to stop him, so I decided to help and I knocked Leo to the floor. Gosh! I loved doing that.
TIME SKIP
I ran into Bree and began talking to her. "Hey Bree," I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Do you know if Chase is going to the dance?"
"He hasn't asked you yet?" Bree asked sympathetically.
"No. Did he say anything to you?"
"He might have, but I was probably to busy worrying about Ethan to care."
"What a friend you are." We walked over to where Adam, Leo, and Chase were watching a video on Leo's tablet. I peeked over the top just as Leo hurriedly stuffed his tablet into his backpack. "Was that a Skye-vid?"
"NO!" Leo defended. I grabbed his arm, and I flipped him. "Maybe? . . . yes."
"Well, if it isn't little miss flash and scram," Chase greeted Bree.
"What am I, dead meat?"
"And my overly aggressive, and immature girlfriend," Chase continued.
"Hey!"
"Ha ha, very funny," Bree faked. "I think I scared Ethan off."
"Ya think?" Leo asked, getting up off the floor.
"You left skid marks in the hallway," I informed.
"Well, I think there's only one way to fix this," Bree problem-solved. "I have to ask him to the dance."
"Well, here's your chance," Chase offered. "He's at his locker.
Bree walked over to her crush. "Hey Ethan," she said. "Could I talk to you for a second?" Ethan looked at her. "Oh, no." she mumbled.
"I've got to make it quick, 'cause I'm on my way to. . . "Ethan turned toward his locker. The sound of Bree's super speed made him turn around again. He looked around. "Bree?"
"Over here!" Bree said from the top of the lockers on the other side of the room.
"Oh. My. God." I gasped.
"But. . . you were. . . "he stuttered. "Okay, why are you up there?"
"You know, just. . . helping out the janitor. This place is dust-ay!"
"Oh. My. God." I said again. "You need help."
"I know," Bree said, hopping of the lockers and speeding away.
"It's sad how Bree is having problems on who she's going to the dance with. She doesn't have a boyfriend, so she has no idea," I left a hint in my comment saying 'take me to the dance'.
"Yeah," Chase agreed. "I, uh, have to go take care of Daneo, so. . . " he walked toward the cafeteria. "See ya!"
"Yeah!" I replied. "See you later!" I left for home.
TIME SKIP
I hurried downstairs when I heard Adam yelling at Chase. The two were bionic, and sometimes, they used that for winning brotherly fights.
"I didn't swipe her away!" Chase defended. He sat on the couch and began searching on his computer. "She just kind of fell into my lap like a beautiful, flowery angel from heaven. . . "
"We get it!" Adam and Leo shouted.
"Whatcha talking about?" I asked, hopping over the back of the couch and sitting next to Chase.
"Look, I didn't mean for this to happen," Chase continued.
"Oh, so you're taking her to the dance?" Adam asked.
"Of course I'm taking her to the dance," Chase shouted. "She's like a cottony-white lamb who frolics in a . . ."
"We get it!" Adam and Leo shouted again.
"Seriously," I asked. "What are you talking about?"
"I may not know any dance moves, but a girl is interested in me for the first time, without caring about the fact that I'm bionic. How can I say no to that?"
"Oh, you say "No, N-O-O, No!" Adam shouted. "Whatever happened to "It's not fair. Leo had her first."? Okay, you say not to do something, and you do the exact same thing. You're a total hypnotist!"
"Hypocrite, Adam," I corrected. "Hypocrite."
"That's what I said!" Adam shouted, walking over to the kitchen.
"What the heck are you three talking about!" I shouted.
"You know what, Adam? I think we should give Chase a break. I mean, it is his first go-around on the carousel of love," Leo said.
"What the freaking hell, are you talking about?" I shouted again.
"What? Are you kidding me?" Adam shouted. "Oh, he's on a carousel, all right," Adam shouted in Chase's face. "And he's riding a big, plastic horse named betrayal!"
"Let's face it, Adam," Leo realized. "The best man won."
"Oh no. I'm the best man, and I'm gonna win her back at the dance. It is on! O-N-N, on!" Adam shouted, leaving the room.
"Thanks Leo," Chase said. "You sure you're not mad?"
"If I can't have Danielle, I'm glad you can," Leo left.
"Whoa!" I said, with sudden realization. "This was about Danielle?"
"Yeah," Chase replied, clueless.
"YOU'RE TAKING DANIELLE TO THE FREAKING DANCE!"
"Geez, Skye," Chase said. He gasped. "Oh. You're not mad, are you?"
"No," I said, straining for my sanity. "Not. At. All."
"Are you sure? 'Cause you're cracking your knuckles and you only do that when you're mad."
"I'm fine," I said, slowly. I turned to leave. "Wait, did you say you don't know how to dance?"
"Yeah, but I'm just gonna download a dance app of the internet or something."
"Oh. Okay," I replied, smirking, back still turned away from Chase. "But is the refridgerator dance even on the internet? I mean. . . it's just so new."
"The what dance?"
Phase one of Operation: No Chanielle, complete. I gasped. "You don't know about the refridgerator dance?" I lied. This was better than I thought it'd be. "Everybody's doing it, but. . . I'm sure you'll find something." I left, knowing that Chase would stop me.
"Wait! No! Show it to me, please."
"Well, I really don't have time to . . . Okay, here's how it goes," Chanielle was as good as dead.
TIME SKIP
I spent two hours getting Bree ready for the dance. "You look great," i complimented. "Ethan is going to love it."
"Thanks," Bree replied. "Why aren't you getting ready?"
"Oh, I'm not going."
"Why not?"
"Chase is going with Danielle, and. . . "
"You should still go."
"Alright, fine." I hurried to get ready.
TIME SKIP
Bree and I walked into the dance. Bree was wearing a dress. The skirt part was blue; the top was patterned. On the very top was a lavender lace. She was wearing a pair of blue stilettos. I was wearing a knee-length short-sleeved magenta lace dress. I was also wearing a pair of gold stilettos.
"Hello boys," Bree said, posing. She began to walk across the room toward Leo, stumbling every couple of steps.
"Okay, if you're gonna dance in those shoes, I'd suggest wearing a helmet," Leo said.
"Told ya, Bree," I said. "She insisted on wearing them. Something about it being the only way Ethan will be able to talk to her."
Bree turned around and ran into Ethan. "Hey Bree," he greeted. "Wow, you look great."
Bree attempted to speed away but tripped over herself. She tried again. Fail.
"You okay?" Ethan asked.
"Yea, I'm fine," Bree laughed. "Just grooving." Bree danced but began to fall over herself. Ethan reached out a hand to help her.
"Cool, let's dance," Ethan offered.
"Um, I don't know how," Bree said.
"You got her dressed for the dance, but you didn't teach her how to dance?" Chase asked me. "You took the time to teach me."
"Yeah, I know," I snapped. "I just forgot."
"Oh," Chase was silent. "You look really nice."
"Tell that to your date," I replied. "I mean, thanks." Suddenly, a tornado flew past us. It was Bree and Ethan. "I wonder what Ethan thinks of that."
"There you are!" Danielle said, coming in. "Wanna dance?"
I nudged Chase. He nodded and said, " Actually, I'm feeling a bit famished. I think it's time for the refrigerator." I smiled, mischievously.
"Do your thing," I prompted.
Chase grabbed Danielle's hand. It already looked as if Danielle was questioning him. "Follow my lead." They walked to the middle of the dance floor. They began dancing. Then, Chase brought out the refrigerator dance. He began singing, pantomiming each move.
"Open the fridge!
Grab the eggs!
Open the mayo!
Spread the mayo!
All over your face!
I want a pickle!
Fishin' for a pickle!"
Everybody laughed. I felt kind of bad making a fool out of my boyfriend, but the look on Danielle's face fixed everything.
"Now grab that pickle and swing!
Now grab that pickle and swing!"
"Stop! What are you doing?" Danielle asked.
"I'm swinging an imaginary pickle," Chase replied, still clueless of what I pulled on him. He looked around. "Oh."
Danielle ran out. "Ahem. Mmm," Adam cleared his throat, walking over to Chase. "That was the worst thing I've ever seen, but it also brought me the most joy I've ever known." Adam looked at Danielle. "Now, how 'bout I show you how real heroes dance?"
Adam danced with her, but then spun her into the air, glitching on his super-strength. "Ahhhh!"
"Talk about lightweight," Adam commented. "Ooh, here she comes." Adam held her.
"Put me down!" she screamed, streamers all over her. Adam let her down.
"I bet Chase can't throw you around like a rag doll."
"Get away from me!" Danielle walked as far away as she could from Adam and Chase.
"Oh, come on!" Adam insisted. "I haven't even swung you around by your feet yet!"
A phonograph needle scratched. And four women in sequined dresses came in from another door. Leo followed. They stood in the middle of the dance floor. "Cue it up, G!" Leo shouted, lifting up his sunglasses lightly.
We're gonna make it
Gonna rock our bodies from left to right
Left to right
We're gonna make it
Yeah, we're shooting for the satellites
Satellites
Drop the beat, tropical
They're gonna move their body to the groove
Fly away, shy away
Rock 'N' roll with the punches
Dance the night away
Wanna get it right-right, get it right tonight
Floating through the club like a satellite
Any of us know what got us here?
Super party's rockin' in the atmosphere
Ohh
Everybody's going over the edge tonight
Edge tonight
Ohh
We're moving through the sky like satellites
Satellites
We're gonna make it, make it
We're gonna make it, make it, make it.
I couldn't look away. I was surprised at Leo's dance skills. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, Adam dancing, and Chase elbowing him. Danielle was taken away too.
Everyone applauded for Leo's performance. "All right, everybody," Leo shouted. "Let's give it up for my Aunt Janice and her book club!" The women put a cape on Leo's shoulders and left.
"That, was awesome!" Danielle exclaimed. "Oh, it's just a little something for the kids."
"Shall we?"
"Consider it shall," Leo replied. Danielle placed her hand on his shoulder. "Easy on the cape, mama, it's custom."
I walked over to a bench and sat down, surveying the dance. I wish that I could've come with Chase. Chase walked over and sat down next to me.
"Hey, Skye," he said. "I'm sorry about the whole dance thing. I got so nervous every time I tried to ask you."
"Yet you ask Danielle."
"I didn't ask her. I tried to get her a date with Leo, and she mistook me for trying to get me a date. I didn't know what to do!'
"Say no?"
"Look, I'm really sorry."
"If we would've went with my plan for Leo's date, this wouldn't have happened."
"No, it wouldn't have, but we be in jail for it instead."
"Seriously?"
"I'm sorry, really sorry," Chase apologized again. "I'm new to this whole 'out in public' thing."
I looked at Chase. "If you're waiting for me to say 'Oh, it's okay, let's make out and forget the whole thing,' you're gonna be waiting a long time," I left the dance, and headed home.
Okay, that's finished. I wanted to get this up yesterday, but lost half of the story and had to start over. Anyway, what do you think? Does anyone have any ideas for the next episode, Rats on a Train? FYI, Chase and Skye will get back together. It just seemed more of Skye's personality to hold a grudge instead of immediately forgive him. Is anyone good at coming up with ship names? I can't seem to find one that fits Skye and Chase.
Does anyone want me to upload the first episode onto here? I have it downloaded onto my computer, so let me know if you want it.
~ Sloane.