Yes yes, I know. I'm a horrible person and please, throw pineapples at me all you want. I'll just catch them - with my head of course - and store them in my pineapple closet.
I hate to say this, but I'm discontinuing this story. CUE THE PINEAPPLES!
Reason being is because I started yet another story - Lord help my imagination - and it is a lot smoother than this one. *Dodges a pineapple and quickly throws it into a basket* I personally like the other one because it has a lot more detail and it is more... Prettier (?) than this one.
Come on. Where are the pineapples?!
You see, the other story, when I planned it out before, sort of has the same plot line as this one. And it's less confusing. It carries some of the same elements as this one - in my mind - and it's easier to keep track of.
Hey, at least I'm stopping it right at the beginning so you won't be left off on a cliffhanger - sort of.
Ah. There are the pineapples.
So, if you want to... continue - I don't know what to call it, because it's sort of a continuation but vastly different - this fic, just go on my profile and check out Connected by Blades if you haven't already. I would really appreciate it if you leave a review as well.
Oh, and did I mention it's M rated?
No I didn't...
Well it's M rated.
Scenes will pop up but I'll make sure to throw in a warning before I scar your innocent little minds.
Jesus. Long authors note thing.
I'll be waiting for the pineapples.
Gomen ne minna~