((AN: AN: Okay. Some things in here will appear as God Modding. But I have one thing to ask you. How is it god modding if Sebastian is a Gary Stu and god modes all the fucking time. Yet when it comes to OC's. Everyone bitches about it. Well I say: Fuck you and let me have my moment. And also, Aurora had built up this power ovetime. So, Toodles!))
"How sad it is... Should laughter disappear from this place..."
Everyone went incredibly quiet. Undertaker's eyes shined incredibly bright, showing a menacing intelligents to them...His aura was so bright I had to blink a few times to adjust to it. I swallowed nervously.
Glass continued to fall down on us, clattering and crashing loudly to the floor. Though Nobody seemed to hear it. "Undertaker?!" Ciel yelled out. Undertaker's eye turned to him briefly, before looking at me. His eyes softened considerably. I relaxed. It was okay. He wasn't forgetting about me. What the hell was I so worried about?
Soon the raining of glass stopped, and Grell had landed painfully on the floor, satoba's surrounding him. Finally, after much silence, Sebastian spoke. "He masked his presence most skillfully... His "eyes" have always been hidden as well, so it escaped my notice..."
Grell chimed in. "Same here. I've been had...He fooled me good..." Then Ronald chimed in. "Sutcliff-Senpai! Those eyes..."
Grell narrowed his eyes. "Yes. That Chartreuse phosphorescence, without a doubt, can only below to...A shinigami!"
The air around Undertaker seemed to darken. His lips slightly parted into a grin. "Hee Hee! How nostalgiiiic! It's been at least half a century since I was last called that, besides the little one over here..." His eyes snapped towards me, and I bit my lip. Little one? He hasn't called me that in a while... Sebastian glared at my presence. So I knew this whole time...
[Flashback]
"Are you tiiiiired?" Cooed Aurora, who watched his eyes flutter closed. "Almost all creatures need to sleep..." He whispered, his voice actually sounding tired. It was adorable. She smiled, nuzzling her cheek against his bare chest. He chuckled. "Your hair is tickliiiing me~ Hee Hee..."
"Oh really? I'll have to remember that you're easily ticklish." She grinned, and Undertaker chuckled softly, before closing his eyes. He looked so peaceful when asleep. Almost angelic. He was beautiful, inside and out. She rested against his chest, gently tracing the scars there. It must have hurt so much...She gently kissed at his scars, wondering if that would make it better. Undertaker just giggled in his sleep. Why was he so damn cute?
"Enough of that now...Go to sleep dear..." He chuckled softly.
"Fine fine...But next time, lets do it in your custom made coffins..." Both her and Undertaker wheezed out a laugh. It was interesting they would find humor after all that intense rough housing.
[Present]
"The undertaker...is a Shinigami?" Ciel was incredibly dumbfounded by the situation. Did anyone else notice he was being held by Sebastian still? Or was it just me? Oh wait, he injured his ankle didn't he?
Ryan then rushed past Ciel and Sebastian, going to Undertaker's side. "Explain yourself, Undertaker! You said I could control those corpses with this device!" He looked frantic. Undertaker lifted his head up, pretending to think of when he said that to Ryan, his index finger on his chin. "Did IIIIII noooow? Truuuuullllllyyyy?
Ryan was taken aback, eyes wide and sweating. "! So you tricked me...Was it all a lie?! Even the part of sailing to America to popularise absolute savation?...Everything!?"
Undertaker cocked his head to the left, one of his eyes showing briefly. He smirked. "Well,...You seeeee...I found it comical that you were earnestly attempting to resurrect the dead via medical science...You were just the man of talent for my purposes..."
"And what of our singular desire to bring the whole world into health and wellbeing through medicine...?!" In the background, Druit had been laying on the floor, passed out from almost dying. "That was your desire, riiiiiiiiight?" He shrugged. "Besides! You are not capable of bringing the dead back to life by the power of medical knowledge in your grasp..." Every word that was coming out of his mouth was like venom on silk. "And it all cease to be medicine in the first place the moment you began to rely on my techniques...One who conducts procedures upon his patient that he himself does not understand, can no longer call himself a physician...".
Ryan fell to the floor in a mess, tears dripping from his eyes. "H...H-how could this be..." Undertaker walked over, patting his head as if he were a dog. "You were a good lad, naively buying all I said without question..."
"..." I wanted to desperately say something to him. Ask him if I was being just as naive...Did he truly love me? That aura...The pink aura couldn't have lied. I refused to believe he would use me...And even if he did...I was happy I was needed.
"So you're saying that you masterminded the Aurora society's experiments to resurrect the dead? Undertaker?!" Yelled Ciel.
"Thats a secret..." Shushed Undertaker in a sickly sweet voice. But I gave him a look. "-Is what I'd like to say..., but you have paid for information innumerable times over with that Phoenix pose of yours." A laugh left his lips. "So tell you, I shall, Hee Hee! 'Twas indeed I who produced these animated corpses...But I did not souly act alone." Behind him on the balcony were hundreds of Zombies falling off the edge. It was a frightening sight.
"Wait...Her?" Ciel mumbled.
My eyes averted to the ground as everyone looked to me. Oh shit, was I going to be evolved in this fight?
"Aurora Society...It would only make sense naming it after her." Sebastian said, his pupils straightening into a slit before relaxing.
"Quite the bright candle...She's more then what she appears to be..." Undertaker cooed, and I bit my lip again. It wasn't a good time to be shy. But damn it I couldn't help it!
"To what end!?" Asked Ciel.
"Well, let's seeeee~...At first, it was probably..." Undertaker brought his satoba down with a loud clack, making my heart jump into my throat. "Simple curiosity towards humans..."
"Humans possess "bodies of flesh" and "souls"...If the two are present, humans, as living beings, exist in this world and continue to log their "cinematic records," The memories of their lives..." He slowly turned around, his robe swaying lazily. "And when the bodies of flesh decay and Shinigamis retrieve their souls...Thier cinematic records come to an end At that moment, and the living become the dead..." I watched his movements. He was enjoying all this wonderful attention...
"Grim reapers, going by their lists, extract human souls from bodies and bring cinematic records to their ends...Day after day...Indifferently...Matter-of-factly..." He slowly blinked, remembering something. "However, one day, after I'd spent a long time as a shinigami doing just that, day in and day out, something occurred to me...What would happen if there was a sequel after those endings?"
Grell and Ronald looked honestly surprised at hearing such an insane idea. I found it to be ingenius...There was no such thing as normal..."What would happen to the bodies of flesh that had lost their souls and whose memories had come to an end if I added a continuation to those very memories...Souls alone are all shinigami's hunt after all...The "bodies" and the "memories" In their brains still remain in this world..."
"Come on...You're telling me you edited their cinematic records?" Grell said, not believing a word of it.
"Hee! Hee! Well now, why not use your powers and have a look-see at their records for yourself?" He asked, pointing over at a hoard of zombies.
Grell did just that, revving his chainsaw and slicing open some zombies, the record began to pour out. I watched briefly. It showed their ends, but soon there was a skip and Undertaker's face popped in with the Charlie Chapman outfit.
"HEY WHAT IS THIS?" Screamed Grell, flabbergasted.
"This is..." Sebastian was blown away as well, but poor Ciel couldn't see the record. "Whats going on?"
"The end title of a cinematic record, which arrives arm in arm with death...Never appears because I attached counterfeit memories to the records, like so...And to my surprise...The flesh...Under the mistaken notion that "My life continues on"...Began moving again without it's soul!"
Sebastian looked shocked, yet confused. How could one reaper do something so brilliant? Undertaker then walked towards me. "All living beings instinctively attempt to make up for what they lack...If their bodies are wounded, they try to close up their wounds..." He was now standing right by me, his eyes staring into my own, though it feel more like he was looking beyond me, into the unknown. "If their spirits feel isolated, they seek others to alleviate their loneliness...A mate..." I felt my chest tighten at his words. It was very sweet and all, but He was giving out too much info about us. I didn't want them to know I am his mate.
But it was too late, Now everyone knew I was his. And that worried the two other reapers. It was a heavy crime to have sexual relations with a human. It didn't matter if I was half...He was digging himself his own grave...No pun intended...
"So...they also instinctively hunt what they lack..." He formed his hands into a heart, facing me still. "And in seeking their "souls", they rip open the bodies of the living humans...In order to even out the balance of their never ending cinematic records, you see?"
Ciel's jaw dropped in shocked realization. "So that's why they came after our souls when they couldn't see or hear us?!"
Undertaker's eyes averted slightly. His aura darkened considerably. Something was on his mind and it was showing. He gave me one last look, something I didn't recognize before. What was with that look? He walked past me, Satoba in hand. "Even though it's impossible to make another's soul one's own...I can tamper with cinematic records, but I cannot create souls...I experimented plenty, but most of them became no more then dolls of flesh without an ego...And so I call them thus...Neither living...Nor dead...They are bizarre dolls...Warped flesh puppets..."
"Even bad taste has its limits." Ciel said, looking sickened to the core.
Undertaker paused in his step up the stairs, turning to giggle at him. "Hee! Hee! If you cannot understand their beauty, you have quiiiiite the ways to go my lord!" He turned back around, grabbing one of his creations which happens to be female, holding her tenderly to his chest by the waist and holding one of her hands. I felt myself stiffen...What was this feeling?
"White waxen skin that has been sewn together prettily semblance of their living selves...Mouth that can no longer clamor loudly or spit our lies...Are they not more beautiful now then when they drew breath?" The zombie in his arms growled loudly. But would not attack Undertaker for some strange reason.
He nestled his head against the zombie, looking at me directly. I swallowed nervously again. Was this fear? Was I afraid of Undertaker? Or something else?...
"I'm going to be sick!" Groaned Ciel. And Undertaker just nuzzled his head into the zombies. "That may be how you feel, but...There are humans who desire these bizarre dolls, you know?" Sebastian and Ciel looked shocked, who would want something so horrible besides him?
"These children don't feel any pain or fear...They single mindedly desire souls and devour the living...What say you? Do they not make the best military animals?" A horrible grin spread across his features. Even making me feel a bit chilled to the bone. He soon let go of the zombie woman, who went back to the dying victim on the stairs. "Those eccentric fellows said they wanted to see just how useful these could be...So I decided to experiment by tossing the same number of bizarre dolls as live humans onto this luxury vessel...Who and how many will be left standing when the killing ends?"
Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "You really have lost your mind..." He said, earning a glare from me.
"And who's really the insane one? You're precious master murdered over thirty children in that fire...Yes...I was there...You're just as insane as us...We're all freaks here..." I said, narrowing my eyes. Ciel's eyes narrowed. He couldn't argue the point. I had backed him into a corner with my words.
Undertaker giggled almost hysterically, sauntering down the stairs, his lockets jingling. "Hee! Hee! I never imagined we'd run into an iceberg, though...Having quit being a shinigami, I don't have my list anymore and all..." He looked at me, knowing he meant I had warned him about it before it hit. "Well! I've been saved the trouble of making this ship sink, so it's a matter of killing two birds with one stone!"
"I see... So...This passenger liner was never meant to sail to America from the beginning..." Sebastian realised. I made a face. You know, for a demon butler, shit never comes to him too quick.
"Because of you all, more humans survived then I expected..." He put his nail to his chin again. "Will I get a scolding for that? Or maybe I should be a bit angry..."
"Hmph...The more I hear, the more we can't overlook this..." Grell realized. "No doubt...it's be mind-blowing to allow a Shinigami to warp death... All the same, he ain't wearing specs...Is he one of those deserters we get once every blue moon?" Undertaker looked at them like they were highly amusing. They had no idea he could see perfectly fine without glasses...
"I don't care what he is. Anyway, a shinigami interfering with life and death in the human world is against the rules...Tying him up and turning him over to the higher-ups would also seem to be the most efficient way to get him to reveal the workings of the moving corpses, hnn?" Undertaker moved in front of me, motioning me to get back. I nodded wearily, going up against the wall. "And...ON TOP OF YOUR BREACH ON CONDUCT, I SHAN'T FORGIVE YOUR SIN OF HARMING A LADY'S FACE! I SHAN'T FORGIVE YOU, EVEN IF YOU ARE A TOTAL DISH!"
He came at him, death scythe revving, bringing it down upon him. Undertaker ducked, his satoba being lightly grazed by the death scythe. "Oopsie." Giggled Undertaker.
Ronald skidded behind him, ready to get him with his mower. "I've got your ba-AAAAGH!" Sebastian came in, kicking Ronald and trying to kick Undertaker, who ducked his head down only inches from his feet, his hair flailing around by the wind created from it. That was close...
Ronald went flying, skidding along the floor. Grell looked shocked. "Sebas-chan, what do you think you're doing!?"
Sebastian tightened his gloves. "We cannot allow you to haul him away." "Hunh?!" Ciel piped in, who was now standing on the stairs. "We ourselves are tasked with presenting to truth before her majesty the queen...We mustn't let him escape!"
Sebastian tightened his other gloves. "And so...We shall take him into our custody."
"This is a shinigami concern! Outsiders should stay out of it!" Grell glared at him. "This is my duty as a butler. I humbly ask that you outsiders refrain from interfering." Undertaker was highly amused, like this was a game, a great chase. "My! My...!" "Hah. Stoic as usual, Sebas-chan! You do know how to get my blood rushing! Fine, then! If you're raring to go, we won't hold back either!" Grell said, holding out his chainsaw. They had him surrounded now. Sebastian looked unamused. "That phrase "hold back" even appears in your dictionary comes as the greatest of all the days shocks..."
Finally, Ronald came to. "Then it's simple. The first one to catch him wins... And I don't have any intention to losing to an old man like you!" He glared.
My blood felt lt was boiling. I wanted to fight...I wanted to show Undertaker I wasn't weak. I didn't want to be ignored any longer. I felt like I was reading the story, and not actually here. The group didn't even think about me. Or even look at me...Why couldn't I have some action?
Don't do anything foolish...You will screw up everything...Don't let your vampire side fuel you...
Undertaker's hair covered his eyes. He grinned wildly. His aura was brighter then ever now... "Hee Hee! This is juuuuust like rabbit hunting...Hmmm, now then..."
He lifted up his head slowly, revealing his blood thirsty eyes. Undertaker would win this. He was too skilled, too experienced. Too...Advanced... "Who will be the hunted rabbit?...Hmmm?" He purred.
I gasped silently as they came at him all at once. It bothered me to see him being ganged up on.
Sebastian was about to fling his knives when he ducked to see Ronald almost took his head off with his lawn mower. "Whoa there! My mistake!"
"You're eyesight seems rather poor...HMM!?" He flung his knives at him but Ronald ducked quickly with a squeak. They headed straight for Undertaker. But he used his satoba and spin it around so quickly that the knives bounced off. "Shinigami's are all veeeeery nearsighted!" Undertaker explained.
"That puts you at a disadvantage!" Grell said, who snuck up behind him, swinging his death scythe down on him. Undertaker spin towards him, the satoba sliced in half cleanly, confusing Grell. "Eh?!" Undertaker leered at him with a deadly grin, before kicking him in the back with a loud WHACK, using that as momentum to jump up into the air. He KNEW how to deliver the pain. He came down on Ronald who was confused as fuck with what was happening. The satoba knocked his glasses clean off. He brought his head up just in time, looking straight up into Undertaker's eyes, the Satoba inches from his head. "Damn my specs!"
Undertaker then kicked off his shoulders, but not before kicking him in the face painfully hard. "You're still green if you're relying on your eyeeeees!" He giggled.
"What the heck are you...DOING?!" Yelled grell, who tossed his glasses to him. "Thank you sen-" The glasses were thrown out of his rest from Sebastian knives. Several more were thrown at Undertaker. Who used his Satoba to block them all. "My My...Can you really hunt me with such tiiiiny tableware, I wonder?" He asked, thrusting his satoba at Sebastian, who quickly dodged. "They may be inferior to death scythes, but..."He then sliced up the satoba with the knife. "The sharpness of our family silver is first class!" He slashed at him, but Undertaker quickly skidded back. "I seeeee!"
He soon threw his satobas at him, but Sebastian jumped out of the way, landing on the railing.
"Come, come. Whats the matter? Is this all three of you can manage? You're going to hunt me down aren't you? Hee Hee!" His shoulders shook with his heeves.
"He's really pissing me off..." Ronald said, putting on his glasses. "Lets do this quick..." Grell said. "The ship is listing pretty bad...We're out of time..." Ronald looked at his watch. "...You said it..."
They then both leaped towards Undertaker, only to faceplant into thin air, their weapons smacking up against their bodies and cutting them slightly.
There was a moment of silence...
[Kraddy: Into The Labyrinth, ((AN: Aurora's theme song))]
Grell remembered this happening to him once before when he tried to kill Madam Red. That person was here...Slowly, he gained composure and looked at Aurora, who was grinning. "You...You're the devil that injured my face!"
"Devil? No, a vampire..." I said, a grin spreading across my face, one that could almost outmatched Undertaker's... Undertaker looked at me curiously, a playful smile on his face. "I was wonderiiiing when you would join me, my dear." He said. I glanced at him, my eyes looking a little glazed. My vampiric side was wanting to take over. I had a mate to protect.
Sebastian, who was still standing on the railing, could now see their was a possible way to get Undertaker to give up. If they captured Aurora, he would stop. Oh how wrong they were. But now, all eyes were on me...
Undertaker began to grin. His little pet was going to have a go now. Just how advanced was she now?
"Whoa...You want me to fight a lady? Well...If management calls for it..." Ronald said, getting ready. Now Grell was enraged. This woman was getting all the attention. There was no holding back now...
Sebastian pulled out his knives, giving that stupid niko smile. Grell reeved his chainsaw. Was I ready? Nope. I could feel the two reapers heartbeats. Their blood pulsing...
They lept towards me, all three of them. But everything seemed slowed down, their weapons getting closer and closer. My heart was pounding. My teeth were growing. My eyes turning red and the black ring appeared...I played out in my mind of what to do for all three of them. Oh, they were in for a treat. My eyes shifted to them all individually. Only seconds away...
I grinned.
It was time.
A shockwave escaped from Aurora's open palm, sending them all backwards. She disappeared, only to appear behind Grell, kicking him in the back and sending him into the floor with a boom that echoed through the room, broken tiles exploded upward.
Everything was slowed down. She appeared by Ronald, elbowing him in the nose and sending him backwards into the wall with a loud crack, imprinting his body into it...His nose was obviously broken now.
As for Sebastian...She enjoyed The shocked look on his face as her foot was embedded into his stomach. Her energy exploded into her legs, sending him backwards into the wall, and several other walls...Zombies poured in the room from the new doors that were created from Aurora. Ciel watched with a shocked expression. She took them all out so violently...
Undertaker stood there, grinning and marveling at her powers. She had grown into a fine vampire...Even more stronger then the one he met last... She was a worthy opponent indeed...She had been holding back this whole time...
Aurora stood there, her face calm but showing the danger of her powers. All three of them stood up, groaning and rubbing their sore bodies. Though Sebastian looked blood thirsty. Sebastian came at her, in which Aurora ducked swiftly, and swung her foot to kick him in the ass as he went past her. If she was going to fight, she would make it comical. And very uncomfortable.
Next it was Grell's turn, who came in with his chainsaw, right above her head. "HOW DARE YOU KICK A WOMAN!" She glanced at him, before grinning.
She appeared by Grell, grabbing him by the back of his head, before slamming his head into the floor, creating a giant indent in the floor. She soon ducked down just in time, to see Ronald going over her with his lawn mower. She spun, kicking him in the back as he went past, earning a painful cry from him.
She then stood up, grinning. "Whos neeext?" She then felt a blade to her neck. "I am..." She paused. Sebastian had a knife to her throat. Undertaker did not seem all that concerned. However...His eyes were glowing brightly. He knew what came next.
Suddenly, the silverware that was against her throat bent back and snapped. Aurora turned on her heels, grabbing Sebastian by his hair, her fangs elongated and biting down into his neck with as much pressure was possible. If Sebastian had been human, he would have been dead. Blood spurted into the air, before coming back down onto the floor. She really was a monster...
"SEBASTIAN!" Ciel screamed out, completely baffled.
Sebastian let out a startled hiss. Never had someone attacked him like this. And especially a woman. He grunted as a knee became embedded into his stomach, sending him backwards into the air once again, blood spraying everywhere still.
Aurora was gone, only her vampric side was there. This was getting little too far. Now blood was being drawn. "Not a single one of you fuckers can touch me...How pathetic..." She said in a dark and menacing tone. It wasn't hers anymore. Was this the true Aurora? Was all those years of suffering and torture finally beginning to show on her?
"What the hell...Is she?" Asked a shocked Ronald. Undertaker giggled. "That, my dearies. Is what happens when you come between a vampire and it's mate." He said, watching her examine her sharp glossy nails. He was right. Undertaker was the alpha male in this group. And that only furthered his dominance over Aurora. And it stimulated her vampiric nature to come out.
It began to dawn over everyone that these two could not be beaten so easily. They completed each other so perfectly. Soon, the three were back on their feet again. Of course they wouldn't give up. That wasn't part of the story afterall...
The two reapers rushed at her one more time, only to be blocked by Undertaker. His satoba taking all the hit and of course, not breaking. "Again!? I can't believe this!? A death scythe is supposed to be able to cut through everything! How come you can parry our death scythes!?"
Undertaker gave a sly grin, his eyes hidden. "The death scythe can cut through anything...Hm? Don't you find that catchphrase a little funny?" Grell could feel him pushing back both their attacks. "Well! It's not funny to me in the very leeeeast! Hee! Hee!" Aurora's eyes turned back to a light red. She was somewhat in control. But her body felt stimulated from Undertaker coming in to defend her. Or most likely, stop her from committing murder. She was honestly going to slice up the two reapers. She was playing with them first...
Undertaker's head snapped up, revealing his eyes. "There is one thing, isn't there? One thing that it can't cut through..." Ronald's eyes widened. "You don't mean!?"
Both of the reapers were sent backwards by a huge blade, cutting into their torso. They both let out a scream. Undertaker then pulled back his weapon, watching them groan in pain. Grell gasped. "T-thats a..."
Undertaker stood with his death scythe. There he was, the legendary grim reaper...Standing menecingly with a dark orange swirling aura. It was truly a sight to behold. "Death Scythe!" I gave a soft purr, which only went heard by Undertaker. I was pleased he was able to show he was the alpha.
Sebastian, who's neck had now healed up, was able to speak. "I see...In the presence of many death scythes, the motto that a death scythe can cut through anything, becomes a falsehood..."
"Don't they get it collected unconditionally when a shinigami retires?" Asked a terrified Ronald. He was visibly trembling at the sight of it.
Undertaker fondly caressed the blade of the death scythe. "I found it hard to part with mine as we'd been together for sooooo long. 'Twas suuuuuch a trouble sneaking it out with meee!" He then swung his scythe over his head. "Now! Shall I try hunting you down instead?" His eyes narrowed, showing that he would now show no mercy. "Just like the pitiful rabbits in the hunt that you are?"
He then swung his scythe, cutting a pillar clean in half, right above the threes heads. Ciel gasped as the floor he was on shook. But he was safe for now. All the contents from upstairs fell to the floor they were on. Sebastian took that opportunity to throw dozens of tables at him. Undertaker just laughed. "It's no use, slicing tables is no different then breaking biscuits."
But as the tables hit the ground, Sebastian was nowhere to be seen. Then he skid up from behind. "I simply wanted to get inside of the wide reach of your scythe..." Undertaker quickly pivoted on his scythe and flung himself into the air. "You think up the most amusing notion, master butler! Thennnn..." He landed behind Ciel, grabbing him roughly. "I shall do the same." Both were heavily shocked. Undertaker turned Ciel to face him. "I can at long last have your lordship set foot into the coffin I custom made just for you." Sebastian came at him like a shot, body ready to strike.
Undertaker then tossed Ciel like he was nothing. "I knew you would come..." Everything was in slow motion again. Sebastian turned his head, then tried to reach out for Ciel, at first their finger grabbed at each other, before losing grip.
Then a sickening stabbing sound rang through everyone's ears. Undertaker had stabbed right through Sebastian's back, the other end of it protruding out of his stomach. Aurora's eyes widened and she covered her mouth. It looked so amazing in the manga...But now...It was completely horrible and painful to watch. Even though she drew blood from him herself. Blood even spurted from his mouth...
"Humans are weak and frail...But it is surprisingly difficult to drag oneself through a human life...Master butler..." Undertaker said with no emotion at all. "You see...I've always been most curious..." He pulled the scythe from his back, blood dripping from it.
"...Why the likes of a noxious beast such as yourself would be playing the part of a butler in a tailcoat..." There was a long pause, Undertaker's eyes dimming slightly. "I'll have you show me... Your cinematic record..." Aurora's eyes widened as the record began to play...
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((AN: WE ALL SHOULD FUCKING KNOW WHAT WAS ON THE RECORD. I'M NOT GOING TO PUT ALL THAT INFO DOWN. FAV AND COMMENT IF YOU ENJOYED. AND PLEASE SHARE! I had fun, did you?))