Jordan: Hello my readers! Today I have a new chap for Sparks! And I must say it is AWESOME!

Kirby: -(Kirby is wrapped all the way in bandages) muffle-

Jordan: Oh yeah, Kirby got hurt, I don't know how. Fred said he fell down stairs!

Kirby: - muffle muffle!-

Jordan: Hmm, we don't have stairs though…I wonder…KIRBY!
Kirby: -...muffle?-

Jordan: You took Fred out of the HOUSE! IAM ASHAMED OF YOU!

Kirby: -…muffle…-

Jordan: -sigh- What am I going to do with you…

Hey yall Iam so ready to start up this chap IAM SO EXCITED YAYYAYAY! I love this by the way…

Also Capy I did what you said thanks for the suggestion..

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Spark is leaning on the mauve couch. His face is crunched, as if someone has gotten a great leather shoe and crushed it under its burgundy heel. He leans over calling for Courage, but no one comes, suddenly the purple room inks black. And the horrible lust to kill lurches into the smashed faced Pichu's heart. He gets up, slowly though, for he is now all naked, no fur reigns on his bruised body. Underneath the bruises blue wells up, like a giant bubble, it bobs its azure head. Spark inches the bathroom, still shouting Courage's name. But suddenly his mouth is no longer audible. His throat burns with his handicapped ability to speak. Spark walks into the now black bathroom, and he sees Kiki, though its not Kiki, it appears like a hybrid of Kiki and Courage, it has Kiki's slinky body, with Courage's muscular long legs. The legs are purple and robotic, while its face has Eevee ears and patched lips. Both eyes glimmer one red one grey. Both smeared in purple. It cocks its head to Spark, and begins to speak.

"Escaping is illegal, you'll Flip." This voice was contorted; it bled with unbelievable likeness of Flip's Courage and Kiki's voices. It made Spark cringe, and his rammed face swayed. He lunged to tear the animal apart; its ugly face was making Spark horribly disgusted. Though the wanting to snap the neck of the strange creature, he slipped and landed with a thud in the ivory tub. Suddenly, the hot water steamed the bathroom, making the skin peel of Spark. With shouts of horror Spark, he dove for the door. But was stopped, and Cobalt Lighting's giant snake rises from its grave! It arches its humped bag, and huge wings sprout from its side, the cloak near its head swiveled, and Spark gasped. After darting to bite him, he clutched the sore throat of Spark, and his disfigured face cried in envy. It spits him out in the Viridian, its tongue dripping with poison lilac. It's face shrouded by shadow, it speaks.

"You're time has come!"

And suddenly the snake opened wide, ready to swallow.

I woke up with a shiver, I found myself bleeding in a puddle of sweat behind the mauve couch. I cringed, and gingerly tore myself away from the slumbering Kiki. We were at the time, being concealed behind the arch of the back of the couch. Though Flip hasn't returned from, whatever she does, we were very cautious. This was especially for Kiki, after my episode with Flip, and the painful experience which haunted me in my nightmares, she was convinced that she would do everything that abided in her power to protect me. I shivered, the sudden nakedness with the loss of fur was absolutely killer, and I hoped that it would sprout back soon. Though I and Kiki did not converse much after the incident, she told off her hair loss, though it grew back in a short while, we would have to apply soothing cream, which was wedged beneath the purple couch. The blisters which were pumped with puss, were always boiling beneath my skin, the sudden awakening of the pain was at first was dreadful.

I had been snoozing in a minute in the amount of time of my terrible nightmare. I aroused with my sudden screams, the terrifying nightmares flashed through my brain and the blisters popped the puss leaking from their ugly exteriors. The scorching pain made my face contort and twit, Kiki awoke to my horrified cries. The memory of the water creeping on me was being uttered in my ear. And I scrambled to inch away from the hazardous liquid. Kiki had to hold me in her short arms, and wrap her slinky tail around me; I would shiver as she squeezed me tight.

I shouted for a cure. Anything, oh god I'll do anything! But there was nothing to do, but to lap them in cool water, and the searing pain sizzled underneath my skin. I screamed, and screamed, and screamed, though Kiki tried to shush me with comfort as if she didn't care about flip, I could tell by the lines of Kiki's face she was worried about her awakening. But there was no help now; we had to let my blisters do what they were ordered to do. The commands of the poison water turning them on their host. Kiki had explained that the water was absolutely not just hot water. The water was definitely poisonous; we weren't sure how or why Flip had grinned at such horrific nature. But the water had a chemical that was spooned with chlorine, gasoline, and other horrible substances. The liquid's purpose was to let the burns well, and the blisters pop frequently. They would bud up again, still as pale blue and as disgusting as ever. They'd bounce with the limp that I had, spraining my ankle was not a compliment to me, though Kiki was just glad I hadn't cracked my skull open like an egg.

Now though, I had grown pro with nursing my sore blisters. First, I had to lather the cream on them, but smoothly, and then we'd sneak water from the plastic cup resting on the bedside table. Once they were blended, another layer would smooth over the fat puss stuffed bubbles. Then, I'd have to bite my lip, and suck up the pain pulsing from their sticky insides. As I started scattering the second layer, I turned to the sleeping Kiki. I now know why her skin was horribly scared, and that mine would also be pink and blue with scars. Kiki groaned, and then reached out for me, I neared away, I had to let the cream soak in my body, and not let it be sponged away from her bristly fur. I stroked my ached ears, most fur was scraped from them, the blisters were popping painfully, and I wiped away the disgusting puss from the tips my ears, where coal black once reigned. Though this blister stage was only temporary, Kiki said it lasts for a few days, and then the soreness kicks in. And that could last for months.

She had described the symptoms of the blisters was unbelievably clear, and if I hadn't lived through it, I would have imagined it almost completely accurately. But that was not all left off the strange poison water, she explained the unbelievable soreness that kicks in after the blisters fade and leave scars, the soreness stings so much that walking is almost impossible, not even moving helps much. She also noted that your mind sleeps off into depression, her words had slurred off absentmindedly then, and they though had the tremor of torment soaking in. She whispered on how the thoughts of suicide were slipping into her brain, if she hadn't been so infuriated with Flip enough to stay breathing to plot revenge, the knife would have already ripped her wrists. With great horrid detail, she explained the 'games' that Flip would like to play, her words dragged an emphasis on the game she dubbed 'Gas Chamber'. It where she would toss you in the bathroom-where all her 'games' were played-and in the corner was a bucket of Chlorine and lead (A/N I read this in a book, I think it was called "A child called It" it made me cry ;-( ), suddenly a misty vapor would shroud the room. Kiki would have to slowly crawl to the air vent boarding near the bucket, she shove the bucket her farthest. Then her bones weak with weary recovering blisters would hoarsely breathe through the air vent. She noted that if the air had ever been switched off, she would be dead now.

It made me shiver just letting my thoughts swoon near it, just to think, I would have to live through that? Would I even live through it? Maybe, if my plan worked. Though I doubted it every second that was ticking away, it just seemed impossible, especially with my handicapped. But, Kiki explained ferociously that we had to do it in a matter of two days at least. She didn't want me to be too tender and mopey to not complete my part. This was very important. She also commanded me that we had to do it soon because it was in a matter of time before Flip popped up, her face eager for a fun game for me, which she was unsure if I could live through. I was unsure too.

The foam was seeping, salty tears were also stinging the ones that slipped down my partially pink and yellow cheeks. I thumbed the purple pad that I had hoped would be burned off by the dangerous liquid, but was not. It still clung to my cheeks with the ghastly though off melting away the skin and irritating my sensitive blisters. If my plan worked, and the squishy mesh was gone, and if we could escape, I would be greatly amazed of the feeling without the security binding my cheeks. Though I was horribly unhappy about this fraught woman, disabling my electrical abilities, I wasn't sure if my part could be played out. For deep in my heart, I was grateful for the icy feelings on my cheeks, I could not forget the problem I had before I even stepped foot in this place. My diminutive control lately on my powers, Cobalt Lighting's sudden appearance and what it meant, and why in hell can I hurt myself with a damn little thundershock? I never informed Kiki of these bumps in the road, I was too ashamed. A Pichu who can't do a thundershock without screaming? Now that's weird. And I admit, I think so too. But my embarrassment would have to lay off sooner or later. Because I would have to consult her about before the plan, so maybe we could cook up a back up plan, if that was possible. This was probably the only chance to escape, there was nothing else. But I could imagine the surprise curling on her face, when she found out I could barley lit a spark? But, I had to do it. Maybe I could do it now…though I wish I didn't have to.

Kiki softly mumbled, and swayed a bit over in the ruffles hem of the backward couch. The fabric brushed her forehead, and her eyes creaked a bit. She yawned with a great amount of energy. Failing her stumpy arms and legs in a little dance, the white eyes still frozen glared at the rough carpet. She yawned once more before answering me.

"Your blisters acting up again?" She asked with a great heavy tone on her breath.

"Yes." I whispered the great pangs of pain were just acting up. There were always three phases to the blisters popping. When you first applied the cream, they stung with a sharp twinge, but they weren't that bad. The cream would numb 'em up a bit, they'd start to pulse after the second minute. Once the lather off cream and water was applied, the pain shot up. The crying was hard to bear, because I would have to quickly with my aching fingers, swipe them off as fast as I can, so they wouldn't interfere. All the blisters would suddenly crash with blood; the blood-puss mix would also have to be wiped away fast too, so naturally many napkins were stored behind the couch. The last stage was the most comfortable one, the pain would dim away, but unfortunately my whole body would be numb for half an hour. Usually at that point, I'd drift to sleep. But now, the second stage was crawling in my skin (K/N (this is Kirby's note) I love that song!) and I was hastily snatching napkins, letting them softly swerve on my skin.

"Did you put the lather on?"
"Yes, but right now I'm on the second phase. Damn it hurts."

Kiki smiled briskly. She notioned to me to get them thoroughly cleaned, I nodded slowly (though there was no use), and responded that I had a handful of napkins clutched through my palms. A few minutes slipped by, we both not speaking. But it wasn't awkward; Kiki supervised (in her own way) my handlings with my blisters, while I was rapidly tossing napkins. I finally calmed a bit, the second phase was only for fifteen minutes, though it was the toughest. I finally plopped my body on the back of the couch, my head heavy with a headache which was thumping horribly in my cranium. I weakly turned to Kiki, me too used to looking people in the eyes while I spoke, had a shudder tip toe up my spine, her grisly eyes lifeless.

"Kiki, I think I need to tell you something."

Kiki cocked her head, and looked at me an appalled expression on her face. I gnawed on my lip while waiting a response which took a half a minute for her to equip me with.

"What?"

Here we go. This sucks. I took a deep breath, I wasn't ready for this. But I had to.

"Well, you know my powers…" I said with a stretched mood.

"Yeah?"

Kiki's words were suspicious, her cheeks bustled, which showed me she was confused, I had grown used to her expressions.

"Well, before I met you I had a problem, a big problem."

Kiki looked at me still cautious. She leaned in to me closer; I was starting to get uncomfortable.

"Yeah?"

"Well you know you've never seen me with my electricity…"

I could tell by her scrunched face she was deeply annoyed. I'd probably be too.

"YEAH?"

I laughed half heartedly, trying to lighten the very intense conversation that was rippling through us. But to Kiki, this was not a funny matter; her face adhered with nothing but a serious complexion.

"I-I had this thing…it k-kinda showed up after I met my trainer. I called it Cobalt Lighting; it's this strange mixture of power. It's powerful yeah, but it shows up only from time to time. And when it started appearing, I-I couldn't c-c-control anything anymore! A-a-nd I'm not sure i-if I can do it Kiki! I just don't know anymore!" The numb feeling was gripping into my skin, and I burst to tears, my tongue fuzzy, I didn't even notice until Kiki approached me and started to gingerly stroke my face. Wiping away tears, I crushed into her; my crying was horribly out of control. I couldn't even control my emotions! Feeling horribly vulnerable, I snuck away from her light grip. I snuffled, then reared myself up, prepared for Kiki's response to this situation. Through blurry eyes, I could see her head hung down low, her lips twitched, her eyes even closed, probably a relief from the swooshing air conditioner. I stretched a bit, then parted my lips to add on to my confession, but my tongue was puffy, the thing felt as if it had swollen in my throat, and was enabling myself to speak. With a sniffle, I glanced at my legs, the numbness was seeping in, and I felt like a fat sponge basking until I was too raw to feel. I found myself lying on my back, I crawled to the couch's velvety back, and I leaned in the squishy exterior, anxiously waiting an answer.

"Oh god, what are we going to do…WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO DO!?!" Kiki shouted out in rage, and I was baffled as white tears glistened on her warm cheeks. They seemed to disappear in a steam. I was unsure on what to say, it was my entire fault, if I wasn't such a weakling I could do this! We could be free! Kiki could meet Courage, and I could be munching on hot food! We'd be off to save Courage's long-lost sister! Everything would be so much better! Everything was my fault. I stuttered, knowing Kiki's entire wound up pain, all her knots of hope to leave this god damned place, had diminished without a trace. And I had swiped it.

"I-I'm so, so sorry Kiki! It-it's my entire fault! All of it I'm so-so-so SORRY!" I shouted the words, they felt smashed in my skull, and they twirled in my head. And my tongue felt bruised, it rolled in my mouth, and I felt as if I was choking on it's pink contents. I gagged horribly; before Kiki could respond I was hunched over, the sinking feeling was wafting everywhere. I clasped my head, I was horrified of throwing up, and even more scared of the fact that Flip could appear at any second. Kiki rushed to me, but it was too late, I was coughing hard, my face had glowed red, and I gurgled in despair as I threw up horribly. Since I hadn't eaten in the last day, all it was was reeking clear water. Though just looking at it made me cringe, and beads of sweat trickle down popping cheeks. Kiki grabbed a handful of napkins, and laid it on the mess; she inched near me and placed a caring hand on my forehead. I was burning up, I could feel the sudden impression of heat crush into me. She tilted my head, letting small qualities of water dribble down my throat.

"Oh no not the fever not now." She murmured, and rubbed my head tentatively. I rolled my head, to try to speak to her, but she was right. The fever was bad, it was making my tongue so, so fuzzy, I gushed some words, but they were nothing but queer grumbles. My tongue was devilish, I gasped the thumping headache was arching. What was this? Kiki never mentioned any fever! This is ten times worse then blisters, man they could pop all day if they want just let this stop!

I whimpered, the abnormal numbness dimming away and the aching pain was rearing up to pounce, I was dead as to say. Maybe not literally, but it felt as if I was as cold as stone. I shivered, the marble feeling welling on my arms and goose bumps wavered all the way up. I shook as I stared at Kiki's concentrated face.

"It's okay, everything is okay. Nothing of this is your fault, it never was. You've actually helped me. Now this'll be for an hour or two, so bite your lip, your in for one hell of a ride." She urged in a whisper. Not my fault? I don't believe it! But her face showed no signs of a liar, no shiny eyes and no nervous expression.

"Wh-what's happening?" I whispered, it was barely audible, my mouth was sore. But then so was the rest of my body.

"I can't believe what an idiot I am, ugh! Why am I so dim?!" Kiki growled in frustration, of whatever her mistake was, I arched my back obviously in pain, though I wanted to know what was happening. Why was my body throbbing so?

"Um...w-w-what's h-happening! W-what'd I do?" I demanded in a chopped tone, though I tried to be as commanding as possible. That task was impossible, I could hardly speak looking authoritive should have been the least of my problems.

"No, no Spark you didn't do anything. It's my fault, not only did I not notice your handicap, but I forgot about the fever and didn't prepare." She whispered, and gently brushed the sweat brimming my brow. I cringed, and then moaned in the pounding that was slamming into my brain. That sweet numbness, I missed it so much at the time. Anything to disable this mad throbbing, swiveling I felt the sweat start to wane, but instead of dropping down heavily, it relieved itself in fat cluster, the drops sputtering down. Not helping was my wooly fleshy tongue, making my mouth sore and dense. I glanced at Kiki.

"Ki..ki w-why is-is this happening?" Kiki was hustling around in circles, that slinky tail waving around her hairy body. She didn't even look at me, she just kept pacing, a minute passed, and I could hear her mouth slurp open.

"When I first got in, that fever came, it was so intense, it'll only last a few hours…but its hard to do…"

"To do what?"

"Well, you have to uh…not fall asleep…"

"Th-that's fine! By bwill bwo bwrugh bwat bwickly." I snorted, my nose started to fill up, and nausea was increasing. I rubbed my nose hard with one hand, though I rubbed it raw it still was full. I snuffled for tissues, and then stuffed them in my hands, as I blew constantly in them. Not sleeping would be easy, would be simple, would be….

NO! Can't sleep! I groaned, and through the night, I fought through the furious headache the pangs bubbling in my stomach. I threw up four times in the night, each time feeling even more hallow before, I didn't bother nibbling on the crackers, I'd just puke them up. So I chugged water to quench my fevered thirst, and to clutch my hunger, though I felt dry and the constant burning in my throat stung as it flowed down. Thankfully my blisters didn't act up, so I leaned against Kiki for a few hours, and I listened to her rapid breathing, but her fur was so deep that it made the sweat soak it and me feel even hotter (if that was even possible!), so I curled on a patch of cool wood, not caring if I was out of the protection of the burly couch. The cool surface faded, so I was fitfully lumbering around to find a cool dry place. I gulped down more puke, and my tongue swelled more, so I hummed softly to myself. And that's how the night whispered by, though it didn't feel as if it was a whisper. More of a loud scream.

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The day that sun leaked in so suddenly it seemed, I could never forget. It had suddenly burst through my quiet time; I was seeping in the air conditioned air the fever had passed on slowly but surely in the dead of night, though the blisters started to pop again, it felt as if soft cuts compared to the roasting fire that was rubbed in my belly and brain. After nursing my injuries, sleep seemed impossible, so I stayed up, mumbling about our plan and if it would work, I reflected on my meeting with Cam how being captured by the skinny human changed my lifestyle so easily. How much pain had been thrusted upon me? All the past events seemed so unreal to me, the sweetness of the peaceful wood as if a distant memory. How could everything die away so fast? The irritating stuffy nose was still lingering in my nostrils; it was as if my body was testing me with these notions of horrible torture. I swiveled my nose, and grasped it between my paws. I glanced at Kiki, she slept so quizzically. She always muttered things in her sleep, she would roll and twist her tail and body was able to coil into so many positions it seemed impossible. I wondered if she was like a snake, the so many ribs lining along the slender cage of hers, maybe she didn't even have bones, was she all cartilage like a shark? The murmurs were most interesting, she kept mentioning a person named Koimo, it slurred through her lips so painfully, I felt a stab protrude my heart. When I realized, I knew nothing about her. She gurgled for her father and then her mother…and then me. Trembling she kept hushing to keep me safe, that I was the last, she had a mission. My skin crawled every time my name curled in the air; she gritted her teeth and Flip's name usually wafted soon after making her body wriggle and twitch. I never tried to comfort her. I just couldn't, I didn't know how.

She awoke in an interesting pose; her tail was linked between her toes while she lay on her back her head swung to the right with a sour smile on her face. She grumbled, and eyes cracked slowly open, the sleepy eye crumbling, she wiped her eyes then took a big breath. She obviously could smell me, for her head snapped to my direction, and she stumbled to my side. I started to wonder, what did I smell like to her? I knew what she smelled like, she reminded me of grass and the faint scent of cardboard, though it wasn't a beautiful smell, it was one of those comforting ones. I always smelled myself as dirt, but as I could tell Kiki had a more keen nose than I did, and my mind slipped on about it. A drowsy smile looped on her face, I returned the gesture and yawned exhausted sleeping was utterly needed.

"Bwey Bwebe bwat bo bwi bwell bwike?" My failure to toss the b's and w's in my literature made my cheeks burn with embarrassment. But Kiki laughed hardy like, and with a grin I could tell understand it.

"Ha, hmm well Sparky you used to smell like a peeled lime, and a bit of copper and rust. But now, you sorta reek, heh, you smell like blood, puss, sweat, and rust." She awkwardly admitted. I scowled, and I knew about the lime, I remembered my episode with Cam and the limes, and with the copper and rust, I knew the wires scents had rubbed off me. So I leaned against Kiki, as a sudden "forgive you' gesture. She returned it gladly.

"Are you ready?" She spoke carefully, her guarded tone made my heart thump, like a mad bass.

"Bwo" I answered pathetically, eyes closed blisters stinging.

"I am not forcing you into this you know that right Spark?" She said in an undertone, her tail swerving around her legs swiftly. I thought about her answer, I never thought about it before, but I could just stay here. Kiki and I could survive and I'd be away from Cam and that Flick, but then Courage's saddened face leaked in my mind. And I realized something. I couldn't hide. I had to help my friend, I had to find more about Cobalt Voltage and what was happening to me, I had to learn and not only help myself, but my…friends. Everything had to happen, my life needed to unravel, and it wouldn't do that hanging around here.

"Bwi bwo, bwat bwim bot bwfraid." I sighed, though it seemed to signal something. The highest voice that ever screeched in our ears.

So it started.

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"Mrs. Snuggs, Mrs. Cuddlekins! Where are my babies?" She cried out with a desperate flair.

It just had to be now, didn't it? I could feel my breath clogged in my throat, me and Kiki softly scuttled up, being careful of noise. She pushed me; it was my turn to be an apart of the plan. I groaned, this was going to suck.

I raced to her legs, as I started darting between them, I glimpsed at Kiki, crouching near a lamp. Flip with a baffled look on her face giggled. I could feel my heart plummet with that low crackle, sounded more like a dead cat than a person. She kneeled to cradle me in her arms; I fidgeted, trying to avoid her strong scent of lavender which was making my stomach sick. She pressed me to her wrinkly face, and I could feel the cracks in her skin, which made me quickly think. Would I turn out like this in my old age? Let's first find out if I become old. My sarcasm floundered in my brain, and she snuggled me in her flabby chin. I peeked at her front pocket, yes! There it was like a golden beacon…or maybe a purple one…the lighter, it shined in the sunlight, and a chorus a 'thank god's roared in my brain. I stretched, if I could just knock that down…

But I couldn't Flip was too strong…

"Oh, oh Mrs. Snuggs how I missed you! I am so glad you went through the cleansing process, all my other friends were to weak to complete it. They all went to sleep!"

Only you and I are the survivors. Kiki's former words and Flips frantic ones made everything in me somersault. This woman really was dense, and cruel. She clutched me and there was only one thing to do.

CHOP!

My jaws held tight around her bloody ring finger, I could taste the thin blood and the silver on her ring. She howled in pain, and tried to yank me off, with my feet, I reached for the pocket. But she was swinging me everywhere, there was no way unless.

I groaned, I had to do this. I flung onto her bosom, holding for dear life, I thrusted the lighter to the floor, Kiki then suddenly tackled Flip, her tail twirling around the plump neck of Flip's. I would have to do this fast, I grabbed the lighter, and flicked the switch… a blue flame emitting I placed them on my cheeks. And to my delight they slowly melted away, the nakedness the vulnerable feeling of lighting crackled in my cheeks once more. For a moment I was glad, and I smirked, I wasn't weak anymore. But a second ticked as the second one peeled off, I realized that I was out of control again. I sputtered as they painfully zipped and zapped, and the blue wave and streaked through the smoky air. I yelled, for Kiki to let go of our hated captor. And she was then at that second, was tossed off by Flip. Her face steaming in rage, she reeled at me. I choked, too late.

Cobalt Voltage showed its twisted face, and I neared away, but the hurt was making my cheeks bruise and bleed, Cobalt Voltage didn't only reveal itself to a horrified Flip. It smirked. Cobalt Voltage rose its head up high, and I squinted and I saw two large flaps of dangerous skin. I strained and noticed that they were…wings? What was this thing? It dove for Flip, and she yelped in pain as it swirled around her. Cobalt fought and snickered in joy watching Flip struggle, I laid back, as if all my strength was drained. Two minutes which seemed as if two hours of hell ticked by, and Flip was on the floor her body smoking. I looked at her, and she got up with a limp. Her eyes on fire. She growled in a hoarse face.

"Mrs. Snuggs has been bad…I need to punish her."

Oh god no.. this was it, I was going to die here, with a stuffy nose and bloated cheeks. But then there was this sizzling, this churning on the door ahead. Flip flinched as she glared at the door.

Someone was melting it away…

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Jordan: Another fabulous chapter! I gotta go, Kirby is really stressed for some weird reason…

Kirby: -MUFFLE!-

Jordan: Hmm ever since Fred came back he has been acting weird…

Hey well that was it weird eh? Well I'm starting up M.F again if you wanna know I'm ashamed, but I have a chap half way done.