Hi!
Ve~ Sorry I haven't uploaded for a while. Not going to rant about it today, but basically, school... Fucking school.
But anyways, here you go! It's pretty long because it's technically two chapters put together, so yeah.
And quick shout out to all you freaking amazing people that I love so much! You make my day every single time you comment, or follow my story, or whatever. I love you all!
So here's an awesome story. And don't worry, it's a short one. One of you (can't remember who) posted a reply to the story. At the time I got it, I was at a concert for Juan Jett and the Blackhearts (if you know who she is, you are awesome like Prussia). I was at the concert with some friends, who were all obsessed with 80's, 70's, and 50's music. And they were talking about Eric Clapton, right when I read this comment: "Is it bad that when reading about Ludwig shooting Gil, the first thing I thought of was "I shot the sheriff! But I did not shoot the deputy." Now that song's stuck in my head haha."
MADE. MY. FUCKING. DAY. If Joan Jett wasn't enough, I was then laughing hysterically in public because that comment was so amazing.
You know who you are.
Anyways, enjoy the story! I'm sure you'll cry, then laugh, then cheer, then cry again!
But don't worry, the madness is almost over!
Feliciano had put up with the bombardment of questions. He had answered every one, either directly or indirectly. He was patient when Arthur was healing him, and the rest of the family tried to comfort him saying things like "we're going to kill that bastard Ludwig, and put an end to the Braginskys."
Feliciano had put up with all of this. He didn't show any emotion whatsoever. But after a while he couldn't take it anymore. He left to go upstairs to his room, Lovino, Antonio, and Kiku following close behind. The rest remained downstairs.
Feliciano collapsed on his bed. Lovino walked over and gently sat next to him.
"What do you want us to do?" Lovino asked softly. He had been in Feliciano's room several times before, but Antonio and Kiku hadn't. Antonio was amazed by everything, and Kiku was just amazed at the fact that Feliciano actually kept his room sparkling clean, while he couldn't seem to clean anything else.
"Do whatever you want." Feliciano answered. "Right now I don't care."
"That's not an answer." Lovino stated, moving Feliciano's hair from his face. Feliciano looked up in Lovino's eyes. "What are we going to do about Ludwig? And the others?" Lovino spoke as calmly and gently as he could, smiling at Feliciano.
Feliciano paused, feeling again as if he couldn't breathe. Eventually he answered. "Do what you want. I'll assume my role as leader, and make all the ultimate decisions. We kill the Braginskys whenever we run into them, but none of us are ready to go looking for a fight."
Kiku and Antonio were now interested in what Feliciano was saying, and stopped looking around the room. Antonio spoke up. "So we're just going to do what we did before Ludwig showed up?"
Lovino shot him a killing look, but Feliciano payed no mind to comment. "Basically, yeah." Feliciano answered.
Feliciano buried his face into the soft pillows. They all looked at him with sad eyes. Feliciano was never one to show emotion, unless it was excitement or something else. Never his true emotions, though. None of them knew how to react, or what to do. Lovino slowly got up from the bed and walked over to the other two.
"So what do we do?" Kiku asked.
Lovino looked back at Feliciano, curled on his side. "For now, we leave him alone. But other than that, we just do as we are told. Go back to the way things were."
"Things will never be the way they used to be." Kiku whispered.
Lovino sighed "I know. But for now we just keep our heads down and pretend. For Feliciano's sake." They all left the room.
No one was more excited about this development than Mathias. He pulled Elizabeta and Felix to the side.
"I've been thinking about how to bring Feliciano down." Mathias chuckled.
"Oh yeah? And how?" Elizabeta asked.
"Ludwig officially became a member of the Vargas family, right? And he betrayed our Don Feli. A crime punishable by death."
Felix and Elizabeta started catching on. "And obviously Feliciano is still in love with Ludwig." Felix smiled.
"It'll crush him to kill his love." Mathias snickered. "I was thinking, sometime after that, I could challenge Feliciano to a Duello."
"That could work." Elizabeta thought out loud. "He would be so lost in his own mind, that fighting would crush him. Of course, you forget that he is our fearless leader. He's strong."
"He only became leader because he's a decent fighter and he's the one that made this family. I'm at least ten times stronger than him, so I would make the perfect leader."
"Do what you want." Felix said. "I'll back you up the whole time, but when it comes down to it, I'm not part of this."
"Whatever." Mathias shrugged. "I knew you wouldn't be."
However many times you try, you can't stop fate. That's the only thing Ludwig could think the whole time. There was nothing else to it. Everything that happened was meant to be. It would all sort itself out. At least, that's what he kept telling himself. Fate is inevitable, everything happens for a reason, you can't escape your destiny, and utter crap like that. No matter how many times Ludwig said it, he knew it wasn't helping. It was all his fault. And now the only thing in his life that made it worth living hated him, and it was all his fault.
That's what was going through Ludwig's mind as he walked back down the street for the third time that night.
Not that it mattered.
"Target in sight." Mathias said into the blue tooth on his ear. He grinned at Elizabeta, who smiled back. They looked over the edge of the building, watching as the tall German walked alone on the sidewalk in the growing darkness.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Romano spoke back, who was waiting, arms crossed, at the end of the block around the corner. "Go get him."
Everyone heard the simple command and moved into action. Mathias and Elizabeta ran along the edge of the building, rope in hand, completely silent. The others waiting in the alleyways or otherwise moved closer to the sidewalk. Ludwig was oblivious to the movement around him, and watched the sun as it set, giving off a warm glow, and making all the shadows grow longer.
Silhouetted against the sky, Mathias and Elizabeta jumped off the edge of the building, shrieking in laughter, Ludwig looking up in shock, only to find ropes being brought down on his neck and wrists. They laughed almost manically, quickly tying his wrists behind his back. He was too stunned to move, much less struggle against the constraints.
When his hands were done being tied, Mathias and Elizabeta took a step back to admire their work.
"I think it's time, don't you?" Mathias grinned.
Elizabeta chuckled. "I think so. Boss, target is captured and ready for shipping."
Ludwig looked up to see they had that Blue Tooth thing that he had heard about. From the other end came a crackled voice. "Then why are you just standing there? Let me see our special guest."
From around the corner came none other than Lovino, smirking and laughing down at Ludwig. "Hey Ludwig." Lovino laughed. "Long time no see. I'm sure Feliciano would be so excited to see you." The others came out now, and Ludwig recognized Antonio, Arthur, Mathew, Kiku, and Heracles. The rest that were out there were obscured by darkness. Ludwig looked up at Lovino, who's smirk never faded.
"Load him up." Lovino said. With that command, Ludwig felt himself being lifted off the ground.
Feliciano stayed in his room all day. There was a big stake out coming up, and he wanted to make sure he had all his cards in place. Most of the day, though, he spent worrying about his family and the Braginskys. There was an attack coming. There always was. Feliciano had no idea when though. And it was bothering him so much. He couldn't concentrate on work, so he pretty much just sat around all day. He didn't even know when the others left, much less when they came back. All he knew was when someone knocked on his door, and on the other side was Arthur, who seemed very happy about something.
Feliciano opened the door to see Arthur, who was practically glowing with excitement. "Arthur? What's up?"
"I just need to show you something." Arthur smiled. "Come on, everyone is waiting downstairs."
Feliciano tilted his head in confusion, but shrugged it off and followed Arthur. No matter how many questions he asked, Arthur just stayed silent, chuckling to himself. They came to the double doors of the game room, and Arthur stopped Feliciano.
"Will you tell me what this is about now?" Feliciano asked, now getting annoyed.
"Just go in" Arthur smiled. "Oh," he pulled a gun from his coat pocket, and grinned. "You might need this." Feliciano wearily took the gun, and Arthur opened the doors.
Everyone was inside. All of them, waiting in a circle, Kiku, Lovino, Antonio, Mathias, everyone. All of them surrounding one person.
Ludwig.
Feliciano nearly dropped the gun in his hand when he looked down and saw Ludwig sitting in a chair, bound by rope, and looking back up at Feliciano with terrified eyes.
Lovino laughed. "Surprised? Well, he was a part of the Vargas family, wasn't he? Rule one, two, and three. Never tell any secrets of any other member, including location, complete obedience to the boss, and, my personal favorite, vengeance. And since you're the boss and Ludwig betrayed you, we thought it would be fitting if you were the one to, well, put a bullet through his head." Ludwig's eyes widened at those words. Feliciano was surprised, but something at the back of his mind knew it was coming. He knew all the rules, and knew that Ludwig had broken them, but he didn't want to think about that.
"Well?" Mathias asked impatiently. "Aren't you going to do it?" Feliciano didn't respond.
Lovino looked at him. "Feliciano? Come on, the clock's ticking!"
*"Just do it, those are the rules, remember?"
"There is no reason to hesitate."
"Feli? Are you ok?"
Feliciano stood, staring at Ludwig, who pleaded with his eyes. He felt light headed, and just wanted to shut everyone out. But they all bled through, especially those piercing blue eyes. Feliciano felt a hand touch his shoulder. He turned to see Arthur, looking really concerned.
"Are you ok Don?" Arthur asked. Feliciano didn't answer again, while he tried to his thoughts in order.
More people spoke, urging him to kill Ludwig. Feliciano got angrier and angrier at them.
"Just do it!"
"Why wait?"
"Does anyone care about what I have to say?"
"You look more cornered than a cat."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Come on, it'll be fine."
"This is scary..."
"What's going on again?"
"Shut up, all of you" Feliciano whispered, closing his eyes. They urged him on. "Shut up. Just shut up."
They stopped. Lovino had heard Feliciano, and hushed them all. Lovino looked at Feliciano concerned.
"Feliciano? Well? What do you say?" Lovino asked. Feliciano opened his eyes and once again looked at Ludwig. Ludwig took a deep breath and hung his head, expecting the worst. Feliciano took a deep breath too, and looked at the floor.
"Untie him" he whispered. They all stared at him.
"What?" Mathias said, not believing what he was hearing.
"I said, untie him." Feliciano looked up, his voice loud and stern. "He betrayed me, yes. But he also saved my life twice. A life for a life, yes? Untie him, now."
Arthur and Elizabeta wearily untied Ludwig. He slowly stood up and walked over to Feliciano, who stared at the floor and loosely dangled the gun in his hand.
"F-Feli-"
"Shut up." Feliciano interrupted Ludwig. He swung around to face him, a hateful look in his eyes that Ludwig had never seen before. "Leave." Feliciano said.
"What?"
"Leave. Go back to Germany. Get the hell out. The next time I see you, I will kill you. There aren't any second chances. This was your chance, and I let you get off easy. So my advice is leave. Get out of my way. I'm busy, so if I see you ever again, then you won't have the luxury of me mulling it over. I will kill you without a second thought."
"Can I just say-"
"I said, shut. Up. There is nothing you can say. Now get out of my house." Feliciano turned away from Ludwig and walked out of the room. The others remained completely silent, either keeping their eyes down or staring at Ludwig, all of them wondering what he would do. So he did the only thing he could do. He walked out of the house, and didn't look back.
At least, he wish he did. From the second story window he could see Feliciano looking at him from the window. With eyes downcast, Ludwig walked away.
How could you have said that? Why would you turn Ludwig away like that? You still love him... Don't you? No. He betrayed you. He made that choice. You hate him. You hate him. You hate him. Then why do you still love him so much?
"Almost midnight" Lovino breathed into his hands to warm them up. They all stood around the building, waiting for their delivery to come.
"So, how exactly are we going to do this?" Roderich asked.
"Patience." Feliciano smiled. "You've set down the spikes, right?"
"Just finished" Mathias answered, wiping his hands from the dirt. "What now?"
"Patience, as I said. This will play out perfectly. When in doubt, just follow the leader. I know exactly what I'm doing."
The clock struck twelve, Lovino announcing it right away. Everyone but Roderich and Feliciano slipped into the shadows. Headlights appeared far down the street, with a black rim and a silver top.
"That's the one, isn't it?" Feliciano asked.
"Yep. Official government vehicle." Roderich answered. Feliciano smiled. The truck came closer, and Feliciano stepped into the street.
The wheels screeched and the truck came to a stop. The streetlight hanging overhead revealed that there were two men driving the car, who stuck their heads out of the windows annoyed. Feliciano was turned to his side, making sure they didn't see the gun hanging in his right hand. The other hand was in his pocket as he tilted his head at the man who was now stepping out of his car.
"Are you a fucking moron?" The man shouted. "I could have run you over! What the hell are you doing stepping in the middle of the street in the middle of the night?!"
"Well, I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think you would stop."
"Get out of the damn street, kid. Kids your age shouldn't be playing around late at night." the man went back into his car. Feliciano didn't move. "Did you hear what I said? Get out of my fucking way!"
"I heard what you said." Feliciano answered calmly. "But how are you going to go anywhere if your tires won't work?"
"What?" The man asked, his whole face red with anger. Feliciano smiled to himself and went on.
"I'm just saying. You won't be able to move if your tires don't work. So why should I move?"
"I assure you, my tires work fine."
"I'm not so sure about that."
"You had better get out of my way, or I'll kill you." the man growled.
"How about a test. If your tires do work, then you can go and run me over. Then I'll be dead, and you won't have to worry about me getting in your way ever again. But if I'm right, and your tires don't work, then I'm staying exactly where I am, and none of us get hurt." By now four more men had climbed out of the back of the car, wondering what was going on.
"Alright." the man growled, a wicked grin on his face. "Let's test your theory." He started the car again and revved the engine, putting it into drive but keeping his foot on the brake. Feliciano didn't move a muscle. The driver stomped on the gas, and Feliciano heard some gasps escaping from the shadows where his friends were standing.
Nothing happened. He looked confused, and stepped on the gas again. This time the car lurched about a foot forward, screeching on the popped tires. Feliciano smiled.
"I win." He said.
The man got out of his car and began to march towards Feliciano, but Feliciano simply swung around, pointing his gun at the man's forehead, who stepped back in surprise.
"Not much of a kid anymore, eh?" Feliciano smirked. The other leapt from the shadows, capturing the other men who were standing outside and in the vehicle. Kiku held his sword at the neck of one in the driver's seat. Mathias, Im Yong, Vash, and Arthur took the ones that came out of the back, pointing guns at each of their heads.
The driver growled. "Mafia..."
Feliciano smiled. "Honestly, you should have known. See what I told you guys? When in doubt, follow the boss." Feliciano pulled the trigger and the driver fell. The others laughed and followed suit. Kiku chopped the head off of the passenger and the other also pulled the triggers and the other passengers fell. Lovino walked up to Feliciano, who was pocketing his gun.
"Nice work, Don Feli."
Feliciano, for once enjoying being called Don, smiled. "It was easy. While they were stopping from running me over, they failed to realize that their tires were popping. Roderich, you got the back?"
"It's a simple lock" Roderich answered from behind the van. "I'll be able to crack it soon."
"Hey, Feli, what should we do with the bodies?" Mathias asked.
"I don't care, do what you want. Stash them in the alley, burn them, whatever. Just make sure no one finds them."
Mathias, with a wicked grin, directed the others to the alley, all of them carrying bodies off. Feliciano talked to some of the people, laughing about how stupid those guys in the truck were.
"So, what were they doing again?" Antonio asked.
"They were delivering some money for the Medici family to the bank. Great load. I figured it would be more secure than this, but I guess not."
"The Medici's must hate us." Lovino laughed. "This must be the third time we've targeted them."
"Ah, they're so rich, they won't even miss the money."
"I wonder if they hate us more than the Albizzi family."
Feliciano laughed. "The Medici's can't hate anyone more than the Albizzi family."**
"Hey! You might want to come see this, Feliciano." Roderich shouted from the back of the truck.
"I'll be right back guys." Feliciano said. Roderich was holding a flashlight into the truck, revealing the goods they acquired. Feliciano's mouth nearly dropped, but he composed himself and turned it into a smirk.
Ludwig couldn't believe he left his papers and cell phone at work. It's already been a long day, so Ludwig supposed that's why it took him so long to figure out that he left those things in the office. On the walk there was an unusually little amount of cars whizzing by the streets, even at night. In fact, the only car he saw on the walk was a black van, with a silver top and rims. It kind of looked like one of those government vehicles, but Ludwig didn't pay any attention to it.
After some time after he saw the van, he heard some gunshots. First one, then a pause, then four more. Ludwig ran over, passing a familiar car. He slowed down. He knew that car. Ludwig looked ahead of him and saw something that horrified him.
Feliciano, Lovino, Antonio, Kiku, and all the others were standing around the same black van he saw earlier, now littered with bodies. Ludwig was terrified. He didn't know what to do. So, from the shadows, he watched them laugh out the recent attack. He watched as Roderich worked fervently to unlock the back of the truck. He watched Feliciano laughing with his friends, things between them already going back to normal. Ludwig smiled. It was nice to see him smile for once.
"Pretty impressive, don't you think?" Roderich smiled.
"This is amazing. Guys! Come see this!" Feliciano shouted. Lovino was the first to come over, followed closely by Antonio and some of the others.
Everyone's jaws dropped, and Feliciano and Roderich laughed.
"I didn't expect this..." Antonio gasped.
"Yeah..." Lovino stared. "What was supposed to be in these trucks Feliciano?"
"I honestly thought it was just a cash delivery... but... wow."
Roderich had climbed into the truck and was now shifting through the loot. Inside was money alright. Along with expensive statues, gold blocks, priceless art, and more crazy expensive clothes. All of them looked at it with awe.
"Feliciano, come in." Roderich said. Feliciano climbed in and looked around, then walked up to Roderich. "Yeah, what's up?"
"Look here." Roderich pointed at three boxes next to each other. All of them were a thick black, and padlocked. No sign of a key anywhere. "What should we do? Try to open them or leave them alone?"
Feliciano thought for a moment, but then a thought dawned on him. "Mathias! Come in here!"
After a few minutes, Mathias came in. "What's up?"
"Done dumping the bodies?"
"Yep. So what do you need?"
"These boxes. Heavy locks. I need you to open them."
Mathias grinned. "Of course." With a loud scream, a rain of bullets, and a few strong kicks, he managed to get one of the boxes open. Feliciano turned triumphantly to Roderich, who was surprised and terrified by Mathias's sudden rampage.
"See?" Feliciano smirked. "I got them open. What's inside, Mathias?"
Mathias searched through the box. "What in the...?"
"What is it?"
"This is an AK47. And others. The best, newest, and most efficient guns on the market right now. Along with ammo." Feliciano and Roderich stared in awe at what was inside the box.
"This is amazing..."
"What's in the other boxes?" Roderich regretted saying that as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He bolted out of the truck as soon as Roderich grabbed his gun and began firing it off again. Feliciano laughed at Roderich and watched the show.
After Mathias was done, he and Feliciano opened the boxes. One was filled with ammo for all the guns in the other box (which Mathias especially liked), and the other had things like cigars, expensive wine, beer, and wine glasses. Feliciano especially liked the third box.
"So, are we bringing all this home?" Mathias asked.
"Of course we are. You got the spare tires?"
"Yep. What are we going to do with all that crappy art? Sell it?"
"Yeah." Feliciano was a little offended. He thought the art was amazing. He wanted to keep it all to himself, but even if he could find the room, someone would find out eventually and tell him to sell it all. But maybe he could keep one or two of the really amazing ones...
"Feliciano? Are you ok?" Feliciano snapped out of it, and looked at Mathias.
"What? oh. Yeah, I'm fine."
"Dude, you seriously need to stop zoning like that. It's concerning."
"Ugh, whatever. Just get on with it. What were you saying?"
"I was asking you what we were going to do."
"There is no way we're going to haul all this into the cars that we took. We replace the tires, grab the keys, and drive it to our house. Then someone can drive the car back to the city and dump it somewhere."
"Sounds good to me. By the way, where did you park the car?"
"..."
"You're kidding, right?"
Feliciano face palmed, and sighed. "I'll find it.." Feliciano climbed out of the truck, to be met by a still freaked out Roderich, an impatient Lovino, and a curious Antonio.
"Never let Mathias do that again."
"What's in the truck?"
"Where you going Feli?"
Feliciano sighed, looking out the corner of his eye at a figure ducking into an alley. "If there is any kind of heavy lock, then Mathias is the only one that can open it, but I'll make sure you're not in the room. The truck is full of supplies that will last us a life time, and will leave us super rich. And I lost the car, so I need to go find it."
Lovino face palmed. Antonio laughed. Feliciano growled and took the keys out of his pocket, setting off to find the car.
Half way down the street, pretty far from the others, he stopped, leaning against the wall. Feliciano took a few deep breaths before speaking.
"I know you're there, so quite holding your breath and talk to me already."
Ludwig stopped himself from gasping, and instead let out a deep breath. "F-Feliciano. I... I didn't expect to see you."
"What the hell were you thinking coming here? What are you doing here anyway?"
"I left some stuff at work."
"Didn't I tell you to go back to Germany?"
"I'm never going back there. It's not as beautiful as Italy is."
Feliciano chuckled. "Alright, I'll give you that. But didn't I warn you to stay out of my way?"
"I thought you were supposed to kill me if you ever saw me again."
"Well, technically I'm not seeing you. I'm only talking to you."
Now it was Ludwig's turn to chuckle. "I suppose your right. Can I ask what you're doing?"
"Oh, we just brought home the gold. Literally. A whole truck load of goods. I love it. And I think everyone else does, too."
"Well, that's good. I'm glad you're having fun."
"...yeah."
"..."
"So... h-how are you doing? I know it hasn't been that long a time... but, you know..."
"Ah, y-yeah. I'm, fine. My job is ok. I've been to that museum, then I went to that game last week..."
"Ah, really?! That was an amazing game! Who were you rooting for?"
"..."
Feliciano tried not to laugh. "Don't tell me. Oh god, Ludwig, did you really choose the loosing team again?"
"It's not my fault! I thought America would be better at football than that."
***"Ha-ha! But you forget, America is also the one that changed football to soccer, and called that ridiculous game of theirs football."
"Tsk, I guess your right."
They sat in silence for a while. But it wasn't uncomfortable. Both of them smiled, not seeing the other smile, simply enjoying each other's company.
"Ah, so what are you doing here?" Ludwig asked after a while. "It looks like all the action is down there."
"Oh, the action is over with. We're just loading up the cars and heading home now."
"So why are you over here?"
"I lost the car."
Ludwig snorted. "Seriously?"
"It's not like I meant to! Just with all the excitement, I forgot..."
"Ha, that's just like you."
"Shut up!"
They both laughed. But after a while, the laughter died down. And Feliciano remembered something. Ludwig was a traitor. He hated him. Or at least, he kept telling himself that.
"Hey! Feliciano!" a voice shouted. Feliciano turned in surprise to see Mathias waving at him. "Haven't you found the car yet?"
"Ah! Y-yeah! Sorry, I'll be right there!"
"Do you really have to go Feliciano?" Ludwig asked from around the corner. Feliciano took a deep breath.
"You know the answer to that. It's been fun talking to you again. But you still have to stay out of my way. I didn't do anything today because I'm in a good mood today. But the others aren't that forgiving." Feliciano got up from the wall and stood there, not knowing whether to say something, or leave. Feliciano took a deep breath. "Good bye Ludwig." Before Ludwig could answer, Feliciano walked away to get the car.
Ludwig took a deep breath and slid down the wall, trying not to cry.
*"Just do it, those are the rules, remember?"
"There is no reason to hesitate."
"Feli? Are you ok?"
"Just do it!"
"Why wait?"
"Does anyone care about what I have to say?"
"You look more cornered than a cat."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Come on, it'll be fine."
"This is scary..."
"What's going on again?"
Alright, I have a game for all of you. Just for fun. Can you guess who is saying what? I tried to match all their personalities as closely as possible. So yes, I know who is who. Whoever gets closest wins! I don't know what they win, but they win something!
**"The Medici's can't hate anyone more than the Albizzi family.": Medici and Albizzi. A little bit of history for all you people. The Medici family was the richest family during the time of the renaissance. Albizzi family was the family opposing them, always wanting to take their power away. I thought it would be fun to add in since it's all in Italy. And I'm also trying to incorporate as much history as possible into the story, so it's not just modern but also historic, and... fun. For instance, the black van transporting their money, was sort of a refference to the carriages they had back then. Black carriages (sometimes with silver tops) and powerful horses to signify that they belonged to someone important. The Medici's are actually a really important family in history, and housed tons of great, great artists of the time. If you're interested in them, then look up more (which I recommend, because it's really cool).
Woah, went on a whole fucking rant right there. Sorry, history buff.
***"Ha-ha! But you forget, America is also the one that changed football to soccer, and called that ridiculous game of theirs football.": I realize, in a previous chapter, I accidentidly called football "soccer". Which is only an American thing (America, what the hell are you doing?). So, I figured I would correct that, then add some humor.
Anyways, I'm done now! Sorry for ranting. I know this is a long one. So, I hoped you enjoyed, have a good day, and I'll upload more whenever the hell I can!
Stupid school...
Bye!