The ABCs of Zutara: FOREVER
Written by Katie Jo aka AVidZktjo
Why doesn't that boy just come out with it already? the Chief of the Southern Water Tribe thought as he eyed the fidgeting firebender. Katara was busy making dinner over the campfire outside while Sokka and Suki were taking a moonlit stroll, which left Hakoda alone with the new Firelord. But at the moment, he looked like anything but the reigning ruler over all the Fire Nation. He was pacing around the room like a scared little kid or rather a nervous young man who had something weighing heavily on his mind. Hakoda could easily guess what it was which was why he kept wondering to himself why the young man didn't just spill it already and save himself the aggravation. Sokka had told him what they were up to that past week - that boy couldn't keep a secret to save his life - and Gran-Gran had also spilled the exciting news, which had been a bit of a surprise since she was unbelievably tight-lipped about other people's business. But now that Hakoda knew, he was getting impatient. What was that boy waiting for?
"Zuko." The restless Firelord dressed in Water Tribe attire turned towards the Tribal Chief and father of the one he loved. "You look like you've got something on your mind. Wanna tell me about it?" Hakoda tried to coax it out of him.
The fidgeting only seemed to increase as Zuko took a step towards Hakoda. He couldn't seem to stop shaking. What if Katara's father said no? What if he said yes? What if he told him to wait a few more years? He didn't think he could bear that. Maybe Katara would just marry him no matter what her father said. But he knew Katara. She loved her father dearly and she would want his blessing, so it was his duty to ask for it and hope to the spirits above that he received it.
"Zuko?" the Water Tribe Chief tried again.
Shaking the doubts from his mind, Zuko focused on the task at hand. "Chief Hakoda, I—"
"Just Hakoda. We're all friends here or maybe family is a more appropriate term," Hakoda interrupted, trying to give the nervous lad a hint. "Either way, you're dating my daughter so we should be past the formalities by now." A smile crossed the old man's face at seeing Zuko pale at the mention of his courtship with Katara. He knew asking for his daughter's hand in marriage had to be nerve-racking, but this was only going to happen once in his life, so Hakoda couldn't help but enjoy tormenting the poor boy.
"Uh…Hakoda…"
"That's better…now go ahead," he interjected, gesturing with his hand for the anxious young man to continue.
After taking a deep breath, Zuko finally spit it out in a rush of jumbled words. "Hakoda, I'd like to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage." Hakoda tried opening his mouth to say something in return, but Zuko just started pacing again and spilling everything that was on his mind. "I know we're young. I'm only eighteen and Katara's sixteen, but I love her and I'll always love her. Nothing is going to change that. You can tell us to wait for a few more years but that would only fan the flames of our love which could lead to even more, uh, dangerous territory which I'm sure you'd be very angry to find out about if it ever did happen which it most certainly hasn't," he rushed to add that last part and then continued on in a hurry. "But that's part of the reason why I believe we should get married now. It's been a good two years and things are, um, heating up between us. Well, I mean, we're more mature now. We've grown up. But then I guess we're also quite young, but then again that shouldn't mat—"
"Enough!" Hakoda silenced him, while grabbing onto his shoulders and shaking him in order to stop his babbling. "Of course, it doesn't matter. You and my daughter are so very much in love, much the same way Kya and I were at your age." Hakoda threw his arms around Zuko then and the boy's racing heart began to slow. "The two of you are perfect for each other, and I would be a happy father indeed to see Katara married to a great man such as yourself." Hakoda pulled back from the embrace and looked Zuko square in the eyes. "And I'd be happy to have you as my son."
Zuko couldn't help but smile at the affectionate title. "Although, I must tell you, I've already considered you a part of the family for some time now. In fact, I had the two of you pegged ever since you helped me escape from the Boiling Rock."
Zuko looked at the Water Tribe Chief in shock. "What? But she hated me back then. How could you know that we would be together?"
Hakoda smiled as he slung an arm around Zuko's shoulder and crushed him in a strong bear hug. "Because, my dear boy, fathers know best." After releasing the squashed Firelord, the Water Tribe Chief asked, "So…where's this engagement necklace my mother's been telling me about? She says you're quite the craftsman."
Zuko wrinkled his brow in confusion and then the realization hit him. "Wait. You knew?"
With a laugh, Hakoda replied, "Of course, I knew. Like I said, fathers know best…because we know everything." The older man leaned in closer to the younger one and whispered, "So you'd better keep good on your promise to protect my daughter's innocence."
"Of course!" Zuko automatically responded as his eyes grew wide at the unthinkable notion. "I would never—"
"Good," was all Hakoda said, brushing aside the subject. "Now let's have a look at that necklace."
Maybe it was because Hakoda was an intimidating old man or maybe it was because he was Katara's father or maybe it was just that Zuko was still so nervous about the whole situation, but he immediately reached into his coat and pulled out the necklace without any delay and handed it over to his soon-to-be father-in-law. Hakoda inspected the necklace from end to end, nodding his satisfaction as he turned it over in his hands. Finally he settled on the strange emblem carved into the necklace's pendant. "I haven't seen this symbol before. Is it from the Fire Nation?"
Zuko moved closer and traced his finger along the lines he'd carved as he explained. "Actually it's an entirely new symbol that I fashioned myself. If you look closely, you can see both the Fire Nation and the Water Tribe emblems on the pendant. I thought I'd try my hand at meshing the two together and that's what I came up with."
"Well…" Hakoda said in awe as he handed back the necklace and Zuko tucked it under his thick robes for safe keeping. "That's certainly something I've never seen before."
"Do you think she'll like it?"
In all the time that he'd know the reigning ruler of the Fire Nation, Hakoda had never heard Zuko's voice so full of uncertainty. The young man had always been a marvel to him. He was strong and resolute and never showed any signs of doubt, but the boy before him that day was another man entirely. He showed doubt, worry, even fear, the kind of emotion that a man in love seemed ever to be marked with. "Don't worry, Son. She'll love it," Hakoda tried to console him. A small smile played at the firebender's lips, but then it disappeared entirely the minute a certain waterbender walked into the tent.
"So, did you guys find something to talk about while I was gone?" Katara asked as she carried in a large pot of delicious smelling sea prune stew.
"Well…we…uh…" Zuko stuttered.
"Of course, we did. You know, manly stuff like weapons and war and whatnot," Hakoda covered for him as he walked over to Katara's side and helped her set the pot in the middle of the room. "Smells good."
"It better. I've been slaving over this stew for over an hour…with no help." Katara gave both her father and her boyfriend a pointed look of accusation which they smiled sheepishly at. "So…what were you two really talking about?"
"Weapons…and…war…and…" Hakoda repeated as he moved toward the tent entrance. Lifting the flap, he yelled out into the night, "Sokka! Food's ready!"
Katara was looking at him with narrowed eyes. "Uh-huh. You can avoid my question all you like, but you know I'm going to find out eventually," she said as she pointed the spoon at both of them.
"Food! Alright!" Sokka exclaimed as he barged into the tent and dashed straight for the stew.
Katara slapped his hand away. "Wait for Grandpa and Gran-Gran."
"Eh, they won't mind," Sokka said as he picked up a bowl and reached over to dip it in the pot.
But his sister wasn't going to have any of that. She hit his hand with the spoon and scolded him again. And then they got into a petty fight about food and Zuko just stood by, happy to watch them as a delightful smile grew on his face. Sokka and Katara were always getting into fights, and he couldn't help but enjoy them. He just wished his own sibling rivalry had been more like theirs and less like a death match.
"Sokka! Get back here!" Katara yelled at him as he ran away from her with a full bowl of stew. Before her brother could put his mouth to the bowl's edge, however, Katara had bent the stew out of his reach and back into the pot.
"Hey! That's not fair! No magic waterbending!"
"Sokka! Leave your sister alone," Suki was next to scold him as she entered the tent.
Sokka rolled his eyes and sighed as his shoulders slumped in defeat. "Women."
"Men," Suki mimicked him. He rolled his eyes again but couldn't stop the smile from forming at her jest. When she stood beside him, he graciously accepted a light peck on the cheek and another reprimand. "Just be patient."
"But how can I when the food smells sooooooo good?" Sokka asked as he slumped down on the ground and absently held the empty bowl in his lap while looking down on it with longing.
"Just learn to ignore it," was his girlfriend's simple reply as she sat down next to him.
"Ignore it? Are you crazy? This is food we're talking about! It's delicious sea prune stew with all the fixings!" Sokka licked his lips at the tantalizing thought, and just when he felt like all hope was lost, Kanna and Pakku joined their group. The forlorn food addict immediately jumped up on his feet and exclaimed, "They're here! Let's eat!" and the tent erupted with laughter.
The evening meal was one that Zuko had come to look forward to in the weeks that he and Katara had been there. They're work together in restoring the nations to their original splendor was far from finished, and there was still much work to be done even in the Southern Water Tribe. So it was nice after a hard day's work to have some family time, time that he had never had as a kid. Even though the sea prune stew wasn't exactly his favorite dish, he loved it anyway for it brought him together with his new family.
Zuko glanced over at Katara then and smiled as she laughed at one of her father's jokes. She was a beautiful woman in every way a person could be. If only his mother could have met her. He knew she would have been proud to accept her into their own family, not that it had ever really been a family. But the heartbreaking thought didn't faze him. There was too much joy and compassion among the Water Tribe people to even have time to think on sad things let alone let them sink in. Uncle had been right. The Water Tribe people were all about family and community and love, and the happiness he found among them was erasing the hard lines from his face and replacing them with smiles of honest joy. He'd never been happier in his life, but the night wasn't over yet.
"Katara," Zuko said her name as he rose to his feet. "Would you mind taking a walk with me?"
Katara set her empty bowl aside and took his offered hand, letting him lead her out of the tent. "That's my boy," Hakoda mumbled into his food and every mouth in the room curved up into a knowing grin except for one.
"Where are they going?" Suki asked. When an answer didn't come, she looked around the room at the other four. Upon seeing the mischievous glint in their eyes, she understood right away that she was on the outs of the joke. "What's going on?"
Hakoda cleared his throat and gave Sokka a "what are you waiting for" kind of look that his son immediately shook his head at.
"Sokka," Suki said with a commanding tone of voice that the Water Tribe warrior couldn't escape from. Reluctantly, he met her gaze and she repeated, "What is going on?" Her eyes were practically digging into his soul, searching for the answer that she was confident he would spill eventually.
It took some effort, but Sokka managed to shake his head and answer, "I can't tell you. Not yet."
Unfortunately, Gran-Gran wasn't as subtle as his father. "Zuko's just gonna pop the question to Katara. No biggie." The elderly woman shrugged her shoulders like it was common knowledge and then took another sip of her stew.
Suki's eyes filled with excitement at that announcement and a huge smile broke out on her face. "That's fantastic! Oh, I hope she let's me be a part of their wedding. I can help her plan!" And with that Sokka was saved for Suki went off on all her plans for his sister's wedding.
Her chattering seemed to go on forever, but then the one question he didn't want to hear flew out of her mouth. "So, Sokka, where's my engagement necklace?"
Oh, great. Now he was trapped. "Uh, well…I dunno. I wasn't even thinking about it really. I mean, marriage…it's kind of like being imprisoned."
"What."
Sokka's eyes popped open at her harsh tone and he immediately realized his mistake. "No! No! I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that it's like living without any freedom."
"UGH!" Suki jumped up on her feet and stomped out of the room, and Sokka was quick to follow after her.
"No, wait! Suki! I didn't mean it like that either!" he yelled after her as he exited the tent.
"I don't know what she sees in that boy," Hakoda said to the remaining group and the elderly couple nodded in agreement as they continued to eat.
When Sokka burst out of the tent, he took off on a sprint in Suki's direction, trying desperately to get her to stop running. "Suki! Wait! I didn't mean it!"
But she only yelled back at him, "Sure, Sokka! Whatever!" and then ran faster.
"Suki! I just wasn't ready!"
The furious girl abruptly came to a halt and turned on her boyfriend who about crashed into her. With a pointed finger in his face, she asked, "Then when will you be ready? When Zuko and Katara have their third child? Honestly, Sokka, we're just as old as them and just as much in love, so what's the hold up? I might as well join the Kyoshi Warriors again if you're not even thinking about it!"
Suki turned on her heels and started to walk away again, but instead of chasing after her, Sokka dropped to one knee, pulled out his unfinished engagement necklace, and held it out to her. "Suki, will you marry me?" he rushed to say.
"Oh, please, Sokka. Don't joke about this now. I'm not in the mood." Her back was still turned on him but she'd stopped just a short distance from where he knelt.
"No, really, Suki. I want to marry you. I just wasn't ready. You see, I was working on this engagement necklace" –Suki slowly turned around at the mention of the necklace—"and I wasn't done with it yet. Zuko finished his a lot faster than I did. He's actually quite good, but I just couldn't get yours right. So I've been working on it for days trying to finish it."
Suki bit her lip as tears sprung to her eyes. Before her she saw her boyfriend with an adorable look of worry on his face, kneeling in the snow, while holding an engagement necklace out to her. She didn't even care what it looked like. All she cared about was him. "Oh, Sokka."
"I know. I know. I should have gotten it done faster, but I just wanted it to be perfect for you, Suki, just the way you are for me." Sokka couldn't tell if the tears in her eyes were for his idiocy or if she was happy, so he just kept rambling. "I didn't mean what I said before. I want to get married. I really do. And I've actually thought about it a lot, and I know now that you're the only girl for me, although I gotta say that sounds rather corny, but it's true. You're like the meat for my empty stomach and I—"
Before he could finish, Suki had jumped on him and they both fell back into the snow with a soft thud. "I love you, too, Sokka. And, yes, I will marry you." And then she captured his lips with hers in a passionate kiss and Sokka thought he might rather like being imprisoned.
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Katara could tell that something big was on Zuko's mind because he wouldn't even look at her. And whenever he wanted to tell her something that he knew she wouldn't like, he would fidget uncontrollably and refuse to look her in the eye. And no matter how much she asked him about it, he would hold off until the last second and then blurt it out at the most unexpected interval. He was just like Sokka. Hopeless. And yet, somehow, she had grown to love him more than she ever thought possible. She couldn't help but smile whenever she stared up into those radiant golden eyes of his and saw her love mirrored in them. Katara had never thought it possible that the one man she had loathed for what seemed like an eternity would now be the one man she could never live without. She just wished he'd spit it out already.
Katara tried clearing her throat to gain his attention, but even that didn't seem to work. His mind was preoccupied, and she would just have to wait. In the meantime, she enjoyed the sweet tranquility of his company and the bright moon up above. With her arm in his and their hands intertwined, they strolled along the snowy beach amidst the pleasant mix of silence and crashing waves. It gave her room to think, and her thoughts rapidly turned to their approaching departure. She would miss it here, and she would miss her family. Gran-Gran, Grandpa Pakku, Suki, her father, and even her annoying big brother would all be locked away in her heart for the coming months. It was sad that she wouldn't see them for a full year, but it was necessary. She'd made the decision after the war had ended that she would rather stay with Zuko and help him restore balance to the world. It had been a tough price to pay, leaving her family behind. But as she put her head on Zuko's shoulder and nestled in closer to him, she knew it had all been worth it.
Zuko rested his head atop hers and thought to himself that she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and he knew he'd never get over it. Every day she grew in grace and beauty and he never could stop himself from being amazed. Even though he'd tried to fight it back when he had joined the Avatar, he couldn't silence the truth for long. The woman walking beside him was everything he'd ever wanted and more, and he would have been a fool to deny it. But he hadn't denied it. Instead he'd unbelievably fallen in love with the ice princess.
Zuko couldn't mark the date or the time when it happened, he just knew it had. The minute he had seen that lightning flash before his eyes and headed for her heart, it had finally struck him how much she meant to him, and he'd gladly sacrificed his own heart in her stead. But, thank the spirits above, she'd been able to revive him. And now, as they walked hand-in-hand under the light of the full moon, he couldn't believe how true his uncle's words had been. Destiny was a funny thing indeed and it had been right there before his eyes in the crystal catacombs under Ba Sing Se. How had he ever walked out on her? He'd never understand it. All he knew was that there was no chance he'd ever walk out on her again.
"Katara?" he whispered her name as he came to a stop. In a heartbeat, the waterbender's eyes found his and he was locked into her penetrating gaze. Zuko took a deep breath and forced his nerves to surrender as he continued. "I know we've only known each other for two years, but it feels like forever." Zuko wanted to kick himself for that clichéd line, but he just sighed and pushed past it. "What I'm trying to say is that…well…I know we're young and everything but…when you love someone…" Zuko sighed again. "I…" Great. Now he couldn't even form full sentences.
Abruptly Zuko let go of Katara's hand and turned to face the ocean. "Katara, I'm not very good with words. I never have been when it comes to stuff like this. I don't know how to ask you this in a romantic fashion or through some poetic song. I'm not that kind of man. I'm just me. And all I can do is ask in my own way."
Katara stepped up to his side and looked upon the unblemished side of his face. "Ask me what?"
He turned towards her then, took a hold of her hands, and stared into her translucent sapphire eyes. "Katara, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
His simple question was so sweet and adorable that all Katara could do was smile up at him while her eyes sparkled with all the love and joy that was in her. She was about to open her mouth and respond, but her soon-to-be husband wasn't finished yet.
"I can't promise you that it will be easy. In fact, I promise you the exact opposite. As my Fire Lady, you'll live with me in the Fire Nation and months could pass by without seeing your family. I don't have anything that I can give you in exchange for the loss of time, but I can promise you this." Zuko knelt before Katara and looked up at her with a burning conviction shining forth from his eyes. "I will love you all of my days, and even after I'm gone, I will continue to love you. My heart will belong to you alone just as it has always belonged to you. We shall be together forever, whether here in this life or the next for nothing could ever tear me from you. I pledge to you my love, my life, my forever. So will you…Katara, Daughter of the Water Tribe…marry me…and become my Fire Lady?"
And he didn't think he was romantic? He was the most romantic person she knew, and he'd just proven it with his beautiful means of proposing. But before Katara could answer, Zuko let go of her hands and reached into his thick robes. After pulling out an engagement necklace, he rose to his feet and held it out in front of her. "Your grandmother and Master Pakku helped me dye the ribbon both red and blue."
"And the symbol? Is that something from the Fire Nation?" she instinctively asked while her gaze was transfixed on the intricately carved pendant.
Zuko's smile widened. She was so much like her father. "No. Actually, it's both the emblem of the Fire Nation and the Water Tribes. I combined the two and created a new symbol and a new meaning for it."
"What does it mean?" Katara's eyes were back on his now, the necklace all but forgotten.
"It means…forever." Tears sprung to Katara's eyes then and they spilled over on her cheeks, but she didn't seem to notice. All she saw was the exquisite face of the man she adored, and she knew she'd never see anything more beautiful in all her life than the look of pure love in his dazzling gold eyes. "Katara." Zuko reached his hand up to wipe away the tears, and Katara closed her eyes, leaning into his gentle touch. "My love, don't cry."
"How can you ask me not to when you've made me so happy," she said as she opened her eyes and stared into his again. "You've made me so happy, Zuko."
"So is that a yes?" he asked though he was sure he knew the answer.
Katara's only response was to frame his face with her hands and pull his lips down onto hers. With sweet acceptance, Zuko tasted the mouth of his future bride and knew that forever was there in her arms, in her eyes, her touch, and her kiss. But before forever could become an eternity, Katara pulled back from the kiss, and once more the beautiful blue eyes of his princess met with the amber glowing eyes of her prince. "Yes, Zuko, I will marry you. And I'll stay with you forever, till the end of my days and beyond. We'll always be together for I love you like I have never loved anyone or anything since. But I must tell you something." A mischievous glint appeared in her tear-filled eyes. "Whether you believe it or not, you're the most romantic man I've ever met, and you've stolen my heart right out from under me."
"Do you wish for it back?" Zuko simply replied with the biggest smile she'd ever seen etched into his handsome face.
Katara bit down on her quivering lip and shook her head. "Never. It's yours. Forever." And then her mouth claimed his yet again in another sweet kiss that sent them spiraling into an eternity of passionate adoration.
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The misfit pairing of Sokka and Suki were the first to return to the tent, and Hakoda quickly snatched them up in his arms, crushing his son and future daughter-in-law in a huge bear hug that left them in need of air. It wasn't long before Zuko and Katara came to join them, and they were each given hugs in the same loving fashion. Once the two squashed couples had caught their breath, the quiet evening turned into one of great cheer and thunderous celebration. It had been years since such joy had been in his household, but with both his daughter and daughter-in-law wearing the new engagement necklaces of their intended husbands and his son and son-in-law sporting huge goofy grins, Hakoda found himself rejoicing again. His children were well on their way into bright, glorious futures, and he couldn't be happier for them both.
As he watched his growing family discuss the wedding plans, he couldn't help but be reminded of the time when they were both born or the moment of his own joyous wedding or the look of love his wife had blessed him with for all those years. He missed Kya and wished she could see this moment, but Hakoda knew that somehow she was seeing it. Though she was gone, she lived on through Katara's compassion and Sokka's spontaneity. Both of them had a piece of their mother, and she would live on forever through their lives and the lives of their children. The thought made Hakoda's lips turn up into a smile that had long since been buried.
"Dad?"
Katara's voice broke through the memories and pulled him back to the present. "Yes, Katara?"
"You suddenly became so quiet," his daughter pointed out to him. "Is something on your mind?"
Hakoda leaned back and scratched his chin in thought. "Not really. I was just wondering…" he trailed off.
Katara couldn't reign in her curiosity and just had to coax it out of him. "What about?"
With a teasing gleam in his eyes and a playful turn to his smile, Hakoda replied, "I was just wondering which one of you is gonna give me grandchildren first. So…who's it gonna be?"
Sokka and Suki and Zuko and Katara looked over at each other with wide eyes and nervous grins. They didn't know how to answer. But Hakoda's laughter was answer enough.
You gotta love Hakoda! After all, fathers know best…and apparently they know everything. Watch out, Zuko! =D
Well, this sucks. This is my longest story yet and somehow, I really don't know how, they just keep getting longer. Maybe that's because I just love the Zutaraness so much that I don't want it to end. Who knows. But I do know that I loved this story. It was cute and sweet and romantic. Plus, Sokka's proposal is just hilarious! So like him, at least I thought so. "You're like the meat for my empty stomach." Priceless! I cracked up laughing when I wrote that one.
Then there is Zutara, all lovey-dovey and sweet. And, come on, we all know Zuko is romantic! Just look at The Beach episode or the timeless question: "If you could have anything in the world right now, what would it be?" Fruit tarts? What the heck, Mai! NO! I'd take him and his beautiful soul! Ahahahahaha! Get it! Jesse McCartney was gonna be Zuko! *chirp chirp* I know. I'm as hopeless as Sokka. But, seriously, Zuko is very romantic. He gets Mai ice cream and gives her a shell and sits on that comfy couch all nestled up close to her just enjoying her coughboringcough company. Yup! He's a romantic guy! Even when he fumbles around with words, which just makes him more romantic. =D
Okay, back to the making of this story. I've been stuck on the letter F for quite some time now actually. I mean, I knew I wanted to use the word FOREVER but I threw around several ideas until I finally settled on a proposal scene. Of course, then I was stuck again cuz I was like "Oh, crap, how am I gonna do this?" Seriously, the idea didn't hit me until the morning of! Ugh! But when it finally did, it all came together seamlessly. The idea of Zuko asking Hakoda for his daughter's hand in marriage was what hit me first, so I ran with it. And soon after that the idea for Sokka's proposal hit me next and I was like "Alright! Now I'm rolling!" But then I look down at my word count and see that I'm at 5,000 words and I'm thinking to myself that I'll never be able to get to my Boiling Rock fic if I keep writing such lengthy one-shots. But, oh well, don't lose faith fellow Zutarians! I will get back to that fic eventually! I promise! For I have an ending for it that is just too good to pass up! =D
I'd like to give a special thanks to *Lavender Leo* who inspired the whole Hakoda scene with her TALK OF FATHERS one-shot. Great one-shot! Be sure to check it out! I kind of went off her one-shot in a way when Hakoda was talking to Zuko about the Boiling Rock. Her story makes the perfect prequel to this, so what are you waiting for! Check it out NOW!
And last but not least, I'm sorry for the delay. I've been busy catching up on some other fics in case you haven't noticed. I recently posted two new things – a rewrite of the ZUTARA CAVE and a TOKO one-shot called A PROPOSED TREATY. Be sure to check them both out. It felt great to get that Toko story off of my plate. It's been in my head for far too long so I just had to write it down already. But now I'm focused back on The ABCs of ZUTARA and my BOILING ROCK Rewrite. Tomorrow I'll have a new letter for you, too. And I can promise you right now that it's gonna be gooooooood and seriously…well, I hate to give it away, so I won't. =D
Well, that's all! Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! REVIEW PLEASE!!! It's great ENCOURAGEMENT!!!
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*My Author Notes are getting longer too. I really gotta work on that. LOL.*