The darkness cannot beat the light. Despite all its efforts, its villains, and it's monsters that try to extinguish us, the light shines bright as a beacon, through the darkness that covers this world.

Yes, here's the REAL reason why the ToD keeps getting delayed.

It was a simple room, pink walls, some pictures of strange haired, anime looking characters hung the walls, some of the pictures have dark, almost gritty themes, while others had bright, colors that seemed to fill the room.

Chiio currently was sleeping, cuddling against Lance, soft snores emanating from her.

"Chiio." Lance said softly, lightly shaking her. "Come on, Wanderer's calling us."

Chiio let out a mumble, moving around before latching herself back onto Lance.

"Nuuu. Five more minutes."

"Chiio, you said that five minutes ago." Lance said, slightly amused. "Come on."

"Nuuu. Let's stay in bed all day." Chiio grumbled. "It's not like we're doing anything ToD wise anyways.." Lance shrugged, laying down on the bed, his arms wrapping around Chiio's body.

"Good point, not like Wanderer will check for us anyways."

"Goddamn it, where the hell is everyone?" Wanderer asked aloud. He was currently in the kitchen, Fox being the only other person in there. "It's freaking two thirty for pete's sake!"

"Maybe they're all busy?" Fox suggested.

"Bah." Wanderer said. "I think they're being lazy...we seriously need to finish the next chapter for fridge's sake." With a annoyed grumble, he stomped off towards a bright red door that appeared in front of him, stepping through it, leaving Fox alone.

Himou and Yellow were currently spending their time watching movies. Yellow had a arm wrapped around Himou, while Himou had rested her head on Yellow's shoulder.

The door to the room was kicked open, revealing Wanderer for a fraction of a second, before a jet of red light hit him, launching him away, as well as closing the door at the same time, which clicked shut.

"He really needs to learn how to knock." Yellow said, chuckling a bit.

"Don't you think that was a bit mean?" Himou asked.

"Nah, it's just Depulso. Plus, I doubt he came in for anything important." He said, shrugging.

"Well..."

"Just relax Himou."

"Alright." She said, before grabbing a handful of popcorn. "Why Harry Potter though?"

"Why not? It's a pretty good series."

"Why does no one take this thing seriously?" Wanderer growled, scribbling furiously on pieces of paper.

"Wanderer, maybe you should take a brea-"

"It's been months since the last freaking update Fox!" Wanderer snarled. "I need to get to working on this and post it freaking soon, which is goddamn impossible because it seems that everyone is somewhere half the goddamn time." He let out a infuriated growl, before slamming his head into the table. Fox approached him, giving him a light pat on the back.

"If it's already late, what's the point of worrying about it? It's better to post the next chapter later rather than never, isn't it?"

Wanderer let out a muffled response, before he gathered all the papers into a pile. He sighed, scratching his head.

"Fine...whatever." He grumbled, putting the papers into a folder. "I'll just take one last break. I swear, I'll get this next chapter done tomorrow though..." He walked off, mumbling to himself. Meanwhile, Fox was left alone with the large, almost enticing pile of papers. With a quick glance around the room, he opened the folder, looking through each and every paper, smiling as he read it. He began to walk away with papers in hand, when he tripped upon a wet puddle on the floor. With a yelp, he fell to the floor, papers scattering everywhere."

To add insult to injury, a large glass vase, filled with roses and water, tipped over, cracking against the floor, covering all the papers in water.

"Oops.." Fox said, looking around a bit nervously.

"FOX!" Fox's eyes shot up, locking onto Wanderer, who had just walked back into the kitchen.

"Uh...I can explain.."

"Again Fox?" Wanderer said, groaning. "That's the fifth freaking time..."

"I'm sorry.." Fox said, his ears drooping.

"Yeah yeah..." Wanderer said, sighing. "Goddamn it.." Fox looked guilty, his ears drooped low, him looking at the floor.

"I'm really sorry..."

"It's fine..." Wanderer said, before cleaning up the pile of soggy papers and throwing them away. Silence filled the room for a few seconds, before Fox cleared his throat.

"Want to play Brawl?"

"...I call Link." Wanderer said, quickly zooming out of the room.

"Hey! I want to be Link!" Fox protested, running after him.

"Then be Toon Link!"

Yes, just to reiterate, it's all Fox's fault. I swear, I need to write more ToD stuff, I think i'm losing a bit of touch with my characters.

No matter how dark things are, there always tends to be a light. Of course, games help quite a bit. =)