Hey! Hoped you liked the last chapter! If you haven't seen Three Delivery or just watched it for your first time, and have any questions, feel free to ask me! Hey, I have a little riddle for you, if you think you know the answer, then right it in your review.

Riddle: I have a... friend, my grampa made a nick name for him. The nickname is X24. Try to figure out what his name is. If you do, explain it.

Hint: x-mas

{Rosalyn's p.o.v}

My head was spinning. I tried to sit up but a throbbing pain shot through my wrist. I winced. That's right, I had broke it. I bit my lip, trying to keep the tears from flowing out. How embarresing would it be if someone were to walk in on me crying.

The clock claimed that it was 11am, and everyone, but me was still asleep. Which was wierd, considering I was the last one to fall asleep. I lazely got up off of the air mattress and limped out the door. I could smell lunch being cooked. It smelt like fried eggs with, mushrooms? Maybe I'll make my own lunch today.

I stepped into the brightly lit kitchen. My hand shot up to my face to shade my eyes from the light. I squinted, trying to make sure I didn't step on or bump into anything. Mr. Wu was standing over the stove cooking a yellow thing. It smelt worse than Tobey's gym socks.

"What is that?" I managed to choke out. My eyes were watering from the smell and my mouth burned from the taste. Yes, I could taste it from halfway accross the room.

Mr. Wu jumped a little. He obviously wasn't expecting anybody to be up for another couple of hours. After he calmed down enough to see who had disturbed him, he turned around. He sighed of relief when he relized that it was just me. His worried frown turned into a broad smile. He seemed pretty proud of his 'masterpiece.'

"An omlet." he stated proudly. His smile took up about half his face. "With tree fungus, and four-year-old mushrooms" he crossed his hands across his chest as if to congratulate himself.

The smell was begining to become too much. I couphed from the piercing sour odor that cursed my nostrils. This was much worse than when Kong Li threatened to kill my friends if I didn't work for him.

I ran out of the room as fast as I could. The fumes seemed to follow me no matter how fast or how far I ran. I quickly pulled on my skates and skated out of the reseraunt. I was half way down the block before the smell went away. My nose flaired as I took a deep breath of air that didn't smell like puke mixed with the bathroom right after Barney was done using it.

It was a nice day out, so I decided to take a nice stroll through town. I didn't have any deliveries since it was Saturday. Not to mention, the others wouldn't be up for another couple hours and if they did wake up before I got back they could always call me on my cell phone.

I was enjoying the sweet sugary smell from the bakery. The salty smell stung as it reached my blessed nostrils. Now, that's what I call food. When a hand reached out and grabbed me by the mouth. It pulled me into a dark alley and kept a hand over my lips. My breathing increased.

"Don't squirm nor scream." a familiar voice threatened.

Remeber the riddle. Answers are accepted through the whole story. On the last chapter, I'll tell you the answer if you didn't get it. Just keep reminding me.