Okay so I know last chapter wasn't...everyone's favorite, and I admit I kind of BSed it without thinking it through well enough. I also maybe rushed it a little bit just so I could get an update in before people start thinking I'm really dead. I apologize.
This chapter will be better. I promise (though if you're not willing to deal with more crossdressing swill, skip the first 1000 words or so).
Jamie had figured that it was weird how all of Jack's teenage friends (except for Spencer, who was most likely the sanest one out of all of them) couldn't seem to care less about the older boy's disappearance, but had let it go due to all the crossdressing excitement, which was legitimately a pretty good distraction. But when Antonia and Cordelia had opted nonchalantly to make some smoothies, Jamie decided that he needed to speak up.
"Don't you guys think you should be a bit more worried about Jack?!" he exclaimed to them as they both headed off to the kitchen.
"Have you seen what that idiot does?" Cordelia scoffed in her female voice. "He's done some pretty stupid stuff. I wouldn't be surprised if this was another false alarm and he just ran off somewhere."
"Yeah!" Antonia added, giggling and twirling a lock of her hair (All other inhabitants in that room silently agreed that Anton's faux femininity was beginning to be less amusing and more terrifying). "And we could welcome him back with smoothies!"
Jamie was about to retort and say how trollish that sort of logic was, but both of them had retreated and exited the living room. He turned to the older set of twins on the couch and deadpanned, "Just what kind of friends has Jack been making?"
"Ones that like to embrace their inner woman," Zander replied offhandedly. "To be honest, I think they have a point when they say Jack's pretty dumb."
Rolling his eyes at his brother, Spencer remarked, "You know, I expected Cody to just wave it off, but I didn't think Anton would too. He's usually one of the most down-to-earth guys I know."
"My two theories on why he doesn't seem to be worried about Jack at all—and you have to listen to them because my theories tend to be right no matter how crazy they are," Zander inputted. "He either still harbors a bit of resentment for Jack back from his days with Samson, or he's just too busy trying to keep that Antonia facade up. Hopefully, it's the second one because nobody wants any ill will and it's funny if it is."
"Somebody should probably go tell them they could go back to their normal identities now," Spencer suggested. "I'll do it since I'm sure nobody else wants to."
As he stood up, Zander added, "Yeah, Antonia's really starting to creep me and everyone else in this room out. Even Cici would find her too girly and upbeat for her taste."
Spencer only gave him a look as he stalked off to the kitchen.
Jamie turned to his own quiet friends and prodded, "Well, say something!"
Caleb blinked. "What...should we say?"
"I don't know, just something! Just so I know I'm not the only one with enough common sense to be worried for Jack!"
"Isn't Spencer pretty worried too though?" Claude pointed out. He pointed a finger in the direction of the kitchen. "I mean, he's not majorly freaking out, but at least he's showing concern."
"That's not enough! There are more than ten people in this house and, excluding my mom, only two of them seem to be at least considering that Jack might be in danger!"
"No, we are pretty worried, we're just not saying anything," Pippa explained. "Frankly, there's not much to comment on."
"Yeah, and personally, I think I would be worried if I actually knew what's going on," Kayla piped up. "I get this sort of vibe that all of you know something that I don't."
Oh, right. Kayla had no idea. "I'll explain everything later," Jamie said, hoping Jack would be cool if one more person found out his secret. He just didn't think he should leave Kayla in the dust like that.
"Stop calling me a titty pillow, you bitch!" a screech erupted from the kitchen.
A clanging sound was heard, then a second later, a second voice screamed, "Excuse you?! What did you just call me?!"
"A bitch! What are you, deaf?! You whore!"
"Oh, who are you calling a whore, you whore?! It's on!" Some more noises were heard after that, suspiciously sounding like ear-piercing slaps and then a thud.
Jamie was just about to march into the kitchen to see what the heck was going on until Spencer came in again, utterly coated in flour. "They got into an argument," he stated flatly (and quite brilliantly). "Cordelia tried to add soy sauce to the blender. Antonia, being an Asian, did not approve. Somehow that transitioned to a heated debate on which one of them is prettier, Antonia lost her temper, Cordelia slapped her, and I tried to stop them. The next thing I knew, one of them chucked a couple cups of flour at me."
"Who the hell puts flour in a smoothie?" Zander wondered aloud.
"I'm surprised to see that you didn't comment on the soy sauce," Cupcake said dryly.
"Are they still fighting?" Jamie asked, alarmed.
Spencer took off his glasses and tried to use his shirt to wipe the flour off his left lens, only to sadly make it worse. "Yeah. I came back in here once Cordelia reached for the butcher knife on the counter. I'm not letting her throw sharp weapons at me." He put his glasses and began to dust the flour off the front of his clothes.
"Uh, my mom doesn't like it when people soil her carpet," Jamie interjected. "You shouldn't make her more upset than she is already, so you might want to go outside to dust that all off."
Spencer did so, and Jamie figured he ought to follow him outside. Once he closed the front door behind him, the younger boy said, "Okay, so this entire gathering of people isn't helping any."
Spencer blinked as he glanced at him. "And... How'd you think it would've helped? You pretty much invited all of us over like you were having a party. None of us know where Jack is, and none of us know why he ran off in the first place. So in other words, there's no way we could've possibly helped piece this together."
Jamie sighed in exasperation. "Okay, so I maybe kinda acted on impulse. Besides, it was your brother's idea to get Cody and Anton to come over, and considering they have absolutely no concern for Jack whatsoever, it sort of only made it worse."
"Like I said back in there, Cody's pretty apathetic in general." Spencer took off his glasses and attempted to wipe them again, this time succeeding in cleaning them. "You know, when guys crossdress, the fact that they're in dresses kind of gets to their head, and then they can't focus on anything else. That's another way to justify their behavior. Not that that should excuse it at all. Look, I'm pretty sure Zander's a little troubled about this too. He's just not showing it."
Jamie sighed again. "Well it isn't getting us anywhere. I mean, the only living things in this universe that could possibly know what happened to Jack are the Guardians, assuming that they were keeping watch over him when he disappeared, or Baby Tooth—" He stopped abruptly, eyes wide and jaw hanging. "...Baby Tooth."
"Who?" Spencer frowned.
"Baby Tooth. Baby Tooth!" Jamie suddenly grinned despite himself. "That fairy that always sits on Jack's shoulder! She sleeps in the same room as him, so she probably knows what happened last night! I can't believe I didn't think of that!"
"Oh, that little guy?"
"Girl," Jamie corrected.
"Yeah, whatever. But I have a question, Jamie: Where is Baby Tooth?"
Jamie's grin fell right off his face. "Uh... Hopefully somewhere in the house?"
"Jamie... If she was somewhere nearby, wouldn't she have appeared and spoken up by now? I mean, did she even witness Jack run off? Maybe she woke up, saw that he disappeared, and flew out in panic to look for him."
Jamie shook his head profusely. "No! I'm sure she knows something! For some reason, every time Jack's awake, she is too! And every time he wakes up in the middle of the night, she does too! I don't really get why, but who cares? The point is that she most likely saw what happened!"
Spencer held up a hand. "Okay, okay, I see your point. But I think the bigger problem at this moment is figuring out where she is. Then we can decide whether she knows anything."
"Fine," Jamie agreed grudgingly. "Here's my thought on this: Even though Jack knows Baby Tooth better than I do, she never seemed like the type to just dash off for no reason at all. So if she's not anywhere near here, then she's probably—"
He was unceremoniously cut off when a certain sleigh tumbled down from a portal that appeared in the sky, landing roughly on the street and skidded right past Jamie's house until slowing to a halt.
"I think that's the second time that's happened," Jamie commented calmly, turning to see Spencer gawking at the sight.
Baby Tooth zipped out of the vehicle and began chirping excitedly once she was sure she was only a few centimeters away from Jamie's face.
Jamie's face contorted into a confused expression. "Wait... What? I'm sorry, I can't understand you—Jeez, how does Jack deal with this? Okay, whatever, slow down, be quiet!"
Baby Tooth shut up obediently, acknowledging that her squeaking wasn't getting either of them anywhere.
Bunnymund hopped out of the sleigh, his front right paw over his mouth. "Ugh... Bloody hell, North! Will it kill ya to land gently for once?! Oh god..."
North jumped out of the sleigh, twirling his swords. "Hah! Bunny is weak. That was perfect landing!"
"Weak?! Ya gumby, I'm gonna—"
"Boys!" Tooth scolded. "Behave yourselves. Don't forget why we're here in the first place."
Jamie ran out to meet them. "Guys! Thank god you're here! Something happened and Jack's gone missing and nobody knows where he is and—"
"We know," North's previously comedic tone took on a more grim one. "Baby Tooth had come rushing into workshop telling us. Immo has come, and apparently Jack has run out of the house to escape. And now..." His lightheartedness returning, he jumped on top of Anton's car parked by the curb, setting off the alarm. "We Guardians will look for both of them!"
"Forgive him, mates, he had some mixture of vodka and eggnog on the way here," Bunnymund said dryly.
"Is that like a variation of drinking while driving?" Spencer muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. What did you say was the reason Jack ran off? Immo? Isn't that like the monster thing he was saying had taken away his winter powers?"
"Oh gosh," Jamie groaned. "Now not only is he missing, but he's also at risk of being killed by a really weird blob thing! I knew I wasn't being neurotic for no good reason!"
"Calm down, Jamie. We should probably tell all the others that Jack's in danger before some housewarming goes on in there," Spencer suggested and opened the front door again.
"I swear to god, that car alarm outside is pissing me off, why don't they turn it off already?" Cordelia was muttering to Antonia. Both of them, smoothies in hand, had come back to the living room and sat down on the couch.
"Yeah, and did you hear that loud, scraping sound right before it started going off? Do you think some kind of robber—oh hi, Spencer!" Antonia waved.
"...Hi," Spencer answered, clearly taken aback. The two of you were just at each other's throats five minutes ago, what in the world happened while I was outside? Shaking off his thoughts, he began to say awkwardly, "Uh, the Guardians are out there and they kind of...know where Jack is?"
"Come again? Who's out there?" Kayla spoke up.
Spencer's eyes zeroed in on her. Crap crap crap, I forgot she was here! Thinking fast, he quickly ran over to the couch, pulled Cordelia and Antonia up to their feet and down the hall to the bathroom door, and yelled, "Kayla, Pippa, Cupcake! Follow me to the bathroom! Kayla, bring whatever hair products you have on you! You're doing Cordelia and Antonia's hair!"
"Wait, wha—" Antonia began to question, her female voice slipping. She didn't have time to say anything else before Spencer shoved both her and Cordelia into the bathroom and closed the door.
"You want us to do what now?" Cupcake had stood up and was now staring at him.
"Just do as I tell you!" Spencer pleaded, shooting a meaningful look at Pippa.
The young girl's face lit up with realization, and she suddenly spoke, "Actually, you two, I think we really should go do that."
Cupcake and Kayla still looked confused, so Spencer impatiently locked the bathroom door, ran over to the three girls, took Kayla and Cupcake by their hands, and pulled them along, with Pippa following while carrying Kayla's hair products. Spencer then unlocked the door and hurriedly pushed all three of them in before either Cordelia or Antonia could process their chance to escape.
Spencer triumphantly marched back to the living room, only to be greeted by many pairs of unblinking eyes. "What the hell was that?" Zander finally asked.
Spencer opened his mouth to reply when a certain Easter Bunny standing in the doorway questioned skeptically, "Were... Were my usually keen eyes playin' tricks on me or did I really just see ya force three middle school girls to decorate two beauty queens' hairdos in the bathroom?"
"Got most of that right, except you probably shouldn't label those two as beauty queens," Zander murmured. "Anyway, sup, Bunny? Spencer said you and the others had something to say?"
"Yes! Last night, Jack happened to be running away from Immo!" North said from behind Bunnymund, sounding much too cheerful for the situation at hand.
"What?!" Everyone else in the living room except for Jamie and Spencer yelled.
"What?!" Two obviously male voices sounded from behind the closed bathroom door.
"Okay, either all my senses are failing me right now, or I really did just hear two guy voices from in there," Bunnymund commented. "But wait, never mind that! We came to ask if any of you know anythin' about the situation."
"Considering how none of us even knew the reason why Jack went missing in the first place, I doubt it," Zander answered. His normally placid voice finally began to show signs that he was on edge. "I mean, the one who discovered he was gone was Bennett."
"Yeah, and by the time I went to his room, both him and his staff were gone," Jamie added. "So yeah, we know nothing that you don't already."
"This is crazy!" Claude suddenly exclaimed. "What kind of sick bad guy just randomly attacks someone in the middle of the night?"
"The kind that's smart enough to at least try to catch their enemy off guard," Tooth piped up. "Jack's lucky to have woken up before any harm was done. The down side to that is that now the rest of us have to find him before Immo catches up to him and kills him for real this time."
The bathroom door abruptly slammed open at that moment, and Cordelia, with half her hair wavy and half her hair straight, trudged out. Through gritted teeth, she said angrily, "For Jesus Christ's sake, if whoever that car owner is doesn't hurry up, shut that alarm off, and learn how to control their car, I am going out there and slashing those motherfucking tires!"
Tooth's jaw dropped at the horrific obscenity, while Cody tore off his wig and stomped outside.
The only Guardian who didn't stare after him was North. "Hehe. My holiday represents birth of Jesus."
"Shut the bloody hell up, North! You're high on eggnog and alcohol, don't say anythin' until you're sure you're coherent enough!" Bunnymund shouted.
"He arrived like that? He drank while he drove?" Zander questioned Spencer, who only shrugged in return.
Anton, clutching his wig which was now stained with green stripes, hurried out of the bathroom. "I heard him threaten to commit vandalism, please tell me he was bluffing."
"He did go outside, that's for sure," Caleb remarked.
Anton groaned and went after Cody. By now, Sandy was laughing and clapping silently.
A few seconds passed, and then everyone in the house heard Anton shout, "Dude, that's my car!"
"You should've thought about that before your damn sister let damn Cupcake take her damn curling iron and do this to my damn wig!"
Judging from his gleeful expression, Sandy was definitely having the best time of his life at that moment.
"And somehow, I have a feeling that his anger is his own twisted version of being worried," Zander remarked offhandedly.
Bunnymund pushed North out the door. "Sandy, stop smilin' like that. You're agitatin' me, and I already got North on my hands until he decides to sober up. We shouldn't wait around, we got a certain person to look for and a certain monster to beat to a bloody pulp."
Jamie ran forward. "Then what do we do?"
"You," Bunnymund replied dryly, giving him a final look, "stay right here."
"What?!" Jamie shouted. "Why?!"
"Because you carry no ice powers, no dual swords, no fairy wings, no boomerangs, and no sand whips. In other words, you're helpless."
"Aw, come on! You let me help last time!"
"Only because Pitch's power is greatly affected by children's belief, which was the driving factor in ultimately defeating him," Tooth explained. "I think we can all agree that the same thing can't be said this time."
Jamie opened his mouth to argue further, but Spencer shushed him. "They're right, Jamie. We should just let them do their thing."
Jamie looked down. "I just want to make sure that nothing's going to go wrong with him..." he mumbled.
Bunnymund's look softened. "He'll be fine. He's tough enough to live through this. He'll be back before you know it." Once he said that, he tapped his foot twice, and he and the rest of the Guardians dropped in through the hole that appeared in the floor.
"I didn't know he could do that," Zander remarked.
"Why didn't they just walk out the door where the sleigh is?" Jamie frowned.
"Maybe they didn't want to experience the ruckus going on outside up close," Spencer answered.
A heavy silence befell the group.
"Well that was..." Caleb cleared his throat.
"...informative?" Claude finished for him.
Kayla suddenly flounced out of the bathroom, looking utterly peeved out of her mind. She put her hands on her hips and demanded, "Okay, what's up? I know all of you are hiding something from me. After my brother came out, Cupcake just suddenly tackled me like there's something out here you don't want me to see."
"It's not like you would be able to see them anyway," Zander mumbled.
"What?"
Pippa and Cupcake rushed out after Kayla. "We both tried to hold her down for as long as possible," panted the former. "Are they gone now?"
"Clearly, considering I see nothing out of sorts," Kayla grouched. "Now can someone please just tell me what's going on?"
Anton limped back inside, groaning. "Kayla, if you behave yourself for the rest of the day, I promise I'll tell you the truth about everything on the way home..."
"Are you okay?" Spencer asked him.
"The good thing is my tires aren't slashed. The bad thing is he dropped a really heavy rock on my foot in retaliation—ow. Can I have an ice pack or something?"
"Ugh, my head..." North muttered, rubbing his temple with his beefy left hand as he clutched the reins with his right. He had begun to sober up immediately after the sleigh had taken off. "I must have drank too much again."
"Oh good, you're sane again," Bunnymund commented from the back. "At least, as sane as you can get. Now I don't have to worry about you accidentally crash landin' the sleigh like you did back there."
"I crash landed the sleigh?" North asked, a little confused. "Wait, did we go to Jamie's house already?"
"Yeah. Not that it was that helpful in any way. Nobody knows anything more than we do. They didn't even know why Jack had run away," Tooth informed him. "Looks like we're just going to have to search the area on our own. Where should we start first?"
Sandy waved his hand in the air and conjured up an image of a lake above his head.
North nodded in agreement. "Good, we can start there. If he's not anywhere in lake clearing, then we can search woods around it."
"What are we waitin' for then?" Bunnymund grinned, twirling a boomerang. "We got some arse to kick and a gumby to retrieve. The sooner we get this done, the better."
Mrs. Bennett sighed in weariness and frustration and laid her head on the dining table. That nice boy Spencer had suggested that she should try to take an afternoon nap to relieve herself of her panic and stress, but she couldn't even bring herself to doze off. She had eventually given up and lugged herself downstairs and into the dining room, past the living room where Jamie, his friends, and Jack's friends were at (For some reason, that redheaded Asian was holding an ice pack to his foot with a very painful expression on his face. That emo was watching quietly while sulking in the corner). Funny, she didn't recall so many people being in the house before, and it was quite odd that her son let them in when his primary concern was obviously Jack's disappearance (She had to lend it to him though. He was handling this situation much better than she was), but she shrugged it all off. This was a time to be figuring out where Jack had scurried off to, not a time to be kicking unexpected people out. Well, except she was doing more stressing and less figuring out.
"Mom," Jamie sighed as he sat down beside her, having followed her, "Jack will be okay. He's been through much worse before." Which might be a lie, but it also might not be...
"How do you know that?" Mrs. Bennett asked exasperatedly. "Don't you understand the gravity of the situation at hand?"
"I do!" Jamie insisted. "It's just that... I think you should have a little more faith in Jack. He knows how to take care of himself, and he's far too stubborn to actually let something bad happen to him. I promise that he'll be back soon enough."
"But why would he run off in the first place?" his mom moaned, still not bothering to raise her head. "Was there danger? Or was it simply because of my terrible parenting skills?"
Jamie almost laughed at that last thought. Almost. "Mom, no, you're a good parent. Jack's really grateful for what you've done for him. It's just that... I don't know how to tell you this. It's really complicated. But I'm sure that once he comes back, he'll have a completely detailed explanation prepared for you. He'll tell you everything you're dying to know right now, and it'll be the truth."
Mrs. Bennett slowly looked up and was silent for a bit. Finally, she reluctantly agreed, "Okay."
Jamie gave a tiny smile and started heading back to the living room, only to round the corner and see Caleb and Claude putting their ears against the wall. He sighed tiredly. "Guys..."
Claude turned to see him. "Oh hey, Jamie!" he grinned sheepishly. "Um... This isn't what it looks like?"
Jamie put a palm to his face. "I'm pretty sure it is, and even so, I don't really care. Nothing too private really happened anyway. I managed to get my mom to calm herself down enough for her to stop fretting. And then I told her that Jack will explain everything once he returns."
Caleb's eyes widened. "You got her to what? It was that easy? And what's Jack going to say once he finds out you told your mom that he's going to have to come clean?"
"I don't know, but he better not complain." Jamie scowled. "After all of the problems he's given me, her, and everyone else, I'm going to make sure he does end up dead if he refuses to at least offer a good excuse."
I was going to make this the last chapter, but apparently there's much more content left to jot down than I had previously thought. So congrats, you guys get like one or two more chapters while I just let the first chapter of the sequel sit and rot in my storage for another few weeks (uuuuggggghhhhh).
Anyway, sorry for another crap chapter. Please bear with me, these days I haven't been able to focus on this story seriously enough, and the pressure from school isn't helping much.
Replies:
Torchicy Len: I appreciate the advice, dude, but I've managed to figure out a way to write and update faster. Believe it or not, I do occasionally handwrite copies for my other stories when I feel like I should do that. I did do that early on for PG, but I decided to screw it all once the chapters started growing longer. Like for the 8000 words last chapter, it probably would've taken an entire year before I'm able to finish handwriting that XD And like I said, I've figured out a loophole to get myself to poop out chapters faster. But thanks anyway :)
Blue Torpedo: Well, I didn't forget about her if that's what you were thinking. I purposely made her mysteriously disappear in the last chapter.
carcifuschius612: Can I start off by saying your name is hard to spell even for master speller like me lol? Okay, now about the criticism. I appreciated it, I really did. Though I found the tildes thing, like you said, to be more of an opinion than anything else. But I don't use them very frequently, so I think it's all good. It was only there during Antonia's opening line because it seemed to make sense in context to me. Also, I was already aware of the evidence that I'm strangely attached to Cody. I have already noticed that I focus on him a whole lot, because during the few months that I was absent, I had done a lot of speculation and rereading, and it's honestly a little embarrassing to see how obvious my attachment was. Right now, he's still my favorite, but I've snapped out of that phase. Sure, I like him, but this time I'm really working on trying to get my other OCs into the spotlight as well. I'm actually vaguely aware that he still stands out a bit, but I suppose that's natural, especially with the stand-out personality he has. To be quite honest with you, at first I didn't really understand what you meant by overexaggeration, so I dismissed it. But then the thought came back to me and I started thinking more about it, and I believe I get what you're saying. Yeah, I guess I exaggerate a little bit but in my personal opinion, it isn't that severe. But if you think it's too much, then I'll try to fix that. As for the whole crossdressing situation, I wasn't thinking very straight on that and yeah XD As for the flashbacks, I had wanted to give some insight on how the other guys feel about winter, and also to show just how far they've come since the beginning of the story. Sorry if they were too distracting. Thanks for the criticism :)
Lolxxx: Yayyyy another sophomore. Let's die together. My math teacher sucks -_- I currently have a D+, which is literally the worst grade I have ever gotten. I'm only hoping I can raise that with finals.
Lovepuppy316: I literally only made Kayla such a bad sister as I was typing. Before she was supposed to be sweet lulz. (Also let me officially confirm it and say that Cody's girlfriend kind of...hates him at first).
feathered moon wings: Oh gods, I'm so sorry D: I...hope this chapter was better? Most likely not, since it still probably isn't as serious as you hoped, but at least they're not that...casual anymore? Idk oh my god
candycanelila: ...Um. I'm not swearing because I want my story to be popular (because frankly, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard in a long time. Where's the logic in that?). Also, I'm sorry if my swearing is irritating you, but you know, I can't just stop like you want me to. Sure, I'm more than capable of controlling my mouth, but it's primarily for the sake of preventing OOCness. Like for Cody, his potty mouth is one of his most distinctive traits, so I can't exactly just suddenly make him say stuff like "GOSH DARN ALL OF YOU RHYMES-WITH-WITCHES TO HECK WHERE SATAN WILL PUNISH YOU." That would just sound weird, especially from a person like him. The other characters too. Trust me, I know from experience that I can't just make them all say, "What the freaking heck!"and not make it sound awkward in the slightest. It was actually one of the first criticisms I've ever gotten - try to not avoid swearing when the situation calls for it. BUT I'll try to tone down the swear words (thoughtobehonestifyouaskmeyouhavetodealwithswearingprettymucheverydayatschoolandstuffsomycursingshouldn'tbehalftheproblem). Okay, yeah, see ya.
Rainflower: Ehhhhh you're not the only one who's spoken up about that, in case you haven't seen the replies above yours. Sorry.
Hannah: Anton's wig was fire engine red, that's for sure. As for his actual hair, I view it as orange red, but if you want it to be fire engine red, go ahead and picture it that way.
AngelicMuffin42: *cries and bows down to you* You're full of win, Your Majesty, oh my glob
AnimeTree: Le gasp, you don't know what Crouton is?! ...Nah man, I'm only kidding, don't worry about it. Crouton is simply the ship name for Cody and Anton. You have to thank Julchen M. Liddell for that. For the name, I mean. Technically, you can thank her for getting me to ship them as well, so.
Brass Sparrow: Nah son, I only watched a few episodes of that show XD I'm only a girl who's aware of the constant comparison between the two.
Writeous: I just want to start off and say that you had unknowingly gotten the 1075th review lol XD And I actually kind of lost some of the reviewers I had before I went on that unofficial hiatus. But I don't know, maybe they'll come back to me eventually? Either way, half of the people who reviewed this time were complete newcomers. All in all, you're a great person (and I am still TAKING TOO LONG ON THAT ONE-SHOT I FREAKING OWE YOU OH GOD) and your review was honestly pretty long when compared to all the others I've gotten.
Seoul Sweetheart: Guuurrrllll (I'm assuming you're a girl, at least), you so lucky that I updated on the day you started following. You get instant new chapter, how great is that? ;D
So...review. And tell me if I still need to make this story a tad bit more serious.