At ten in the morning, they made their way to Syaoran's apartment where they were greeted by Wei. They went to the living room and laid out their work. After two days of toiling and one night filled with a manic sugar rush which resulted in a day filled with... not so much rush, they had finally finished the project. Or were about to finish. There was still something lacking of course. There always had to be something lacking (otherwise the last chapter might as well have been the last one). After all, nothing in the world was perfect, right? There was almost always something amiss in the world and with what they were doing. Humans were not creatures that were easily pacified or creatures that were easily contented with what they had at hand. But before this delves on into a much pressing matter or before this becomes angst, back to the story.

"What now?" Sakura asked as she yawned.

During weekends, she normally didn't wake up this early. She usually woke up at around twelve noon. Just in time for lunch as her father would say with a kind smile on his face. Touya would usually come around saying, "Yeah, just in time for lunch... seriously, you'll get fat since all you do is sleep and eat." That was usually the time when she delivered her super bone-breaking kick to the shins or bring her heel of doom down on her dearest brother's foot.

"What now?" Tomoyo asked.

"Yeah, Eriol, what now?" Syaoran asked.

And gladly, they had the awesome Eriol to provide them the answer to their questions, also allowing them to not trouble themselves by thinking up of an answer.

Danny didn't die. Eriol is Danny, Tomoyo and Syaoran thought.

"Sakura must put together everything that she has made, while the three of us have to print whatever we did," Eriol said.

"Printer is laser printer... magically conjure it," Syaoran said.

A laser printer was rather heavy and large. He was far too lazy to get it -- not that he could because the laser printer he had could only be carried by two full-grown men that lifted weights every now and then, meaning that they were physically (and hopefully also mentally) fit -- while Wei would probably fall from all of the weight. It wasn't his fault. He was old.

So Eriol magically conjured Syaoran's laser printer. Then Syaoran plugged the printer somewhere, and plugged a USB cable into the laptop and then plugged the other side of the USB cable into the laser printer... and soon he was printing.

One hour and thirty minutes later, the three had printed out their assignment and were now on the way of making their cover, and Sakura had patiently waited for them, too. She really was a kind soul. She truly was a presence to be treasured. People like her were almost extinct. In fact, the members of the Kinomoto Family -- except stupid Touya, Syaoran thought with a scowl -- were kind people. They were a blessed lot.

"Hardbound? Leather-bound? Paperback?" Eriol asked. "I'm going for hardbound."

"So am I," Syaoran said.

"Paperback," Sakura said.

Simple and clean. Not only was she simple, but she was also unique.

"Hardbound," Tomoyo said.

Sakura immediately went to work on her paperback cover, and she copied her drawing once she was finished, and once she was finished with her drawing, she put the title of her book, then she also put her drawing and the title of the book on the title page, then she sewed all the pages together, and expertly superglued the paperback cover and the pages of her book together... and voila! She was finished.

Eriol had magically conjured the things the three of them needed. Then they set off to work. Now their drawings and the title of the book, they scanned it and put them on the paper which they would put over the hardbound, and they also put it on one paper which was the title page. Then they also sewed the pages, and then stitched the pages into the hardbound cover, and then they were finished.

Eriol actually felt a bit disappointed after that. This thing had them all worked up for a whole weekend yet it was finished so easily. There was no action at all. No excitement. No thrill. No bodily injuries. And no sugar adventures. It was such a lackluster ending. How the mighty had fallen indeed. If anybody else heard his thoughts, except perhaps Sakura because she was just too kind (for her own good), they would probably tell him that the assignment made him into a wacko. He should be happy that the ending wasn't full of excitement because if it was... what kind of ending would it be? It wouldn't be an ending at all.

"At last! The project is finished!" Sakura said.

"Huzzah! Rejoice for the evil has come to pass!" Eriol said, finally getting over his disappointment.

"Ohohohohohohohohoho!" Tomoyo laughed.

"Wait! Not all evil has come to pass... there's still our teacher... what is he going to grade our books?!" Syaoran said.

This project had made him into such a thoughtful person. Very thoughtful. How thoughtful of him to break their bubbles and enter their happy place. With friends like him, who needed critics? Or, well, something like that. Seriously, the four of them were all far too spent up to do much thinking.

What grade would their teacher give them?

The madness of all of this has now come to an end. The next chapter is actually an epilogue already.

I just wanted to thank the people that have reviewed (especially Frosted BlossomZ who reviewed for every chapter) for this short and seemingly absurd fanfic that doesn't seem to have that much good of a plot. Yes, and also the readers and the people that've contributed to the hit marks of this story. Thank you so much to you all.

Yet again, thank you for reading this.

Any comments or reviews will be much appreciated. Please point out if there are any mistakes at all. Except on the characterization because they're already blatantly OOC in my opinion and also the plot because there's hardly a plot at all.