Episode 4: The Spectacular Extravaganza

The door to the clubroom violently swung open, the sound of it making contact with the wall breaking my attention away from my homework as hurricane Selphie barreled inside. I frowned as I took off my reading glasses and Fran, the obvious Mary sue, who I swore was totally staring at me, only, not really, she was just quietly knitting, (we made eye contact a few times when I thought she was staring at me, but she was probably staring at the poster behind me) looked up from her knitting needles.

Selphie, being the endless ball of energy that she is, looked around the room like a crazy person, her eyes darting everywhere, making sure her team was intact. Her lips soon pulled into a pout as she realized that she was missing two important people.

"Where are Sora and Kairi?" she raised an accusing eyebrow at me of all people, as if I were hiding them. I rolled my eyes and put my books away, knowing that any peace and quite that I had before in order to concentrate on my work was now loss.

"They're spending time with, you know, their clubs," I replied, pushing my chair out to stand.

Selphie crossed her arms over her chest and gave me an incredulous look.

"What?" she asked, as if she didn't understand my previous statement.

I felt my left eyebrow twitch as I tried to control my anger. I rubbed the bridge of my nose to try to calm myself down.

"Sora is at a student government meeting and Kairi is helping out in the honor club," I said with an exhausted sigh.

Selphie didn't not take the news lightly, her face quickly contorted with anger as her green eyes darkened and her lips formed a tight sour pout.

"What!?" she shrilled, indignant. "I mean, if they were skipping out on our club to make out or something, that's a different story. I wouldn't have a problem with it because I'll never stand in the way of their love!" She dramatically posed, puffing her cheeks with her hands on her hips. "But to think that after selling their souls" I glared at her, my lips frowning, warning her to watch out of how she spoke about my best friends. "I mean," she quickly corrected, "pledging their loyalty to me, they go out and betray me like this! It's ridiculous!"

"Selphie," I interrupted her melodramatic tirade. "They were in those clubs way before this cult you call a club was formed."

She had the audacity to growl at me.

"Fine!" She stalked over to her chair at the head of the table and roughly pulled it out, plopping herself into it. She cradled her head with her hands, looking like a small child whose parents had just recently reprimanded her.

I looked on, more curious than worried. I'd never seen Selphie act like this before. Sure, she had her moments where her tantrums could trump those of a well experienced spoiled five year old, but this time, it was different. It felt different. And despite the distance between us, her, at the head of the table, and me, on the other end, I could feel something oozing out of her at the moment. It was a melancholy so rich that it threatened to smother even me and for a brief second it made me think of the thick darkness that threatened to overtake me once before. She looked up at me; her dark eyes making my heart skip a beat as if I were nervous. I stared back at her, determined to make my heart's rhythm return back to normal.

"Promise me you won't leave me like they did," she said, her voice devoid of any previous anger. Instead it sounded soft, almost like a whisper.

My eyes widened, my mind reeling and my heart went from skipping like a record to pumping into sonic overdrive.

"W-what are y-you talking about—"

"Promise me!" she interrupted my nervous babble. Her voice sounded hurt, almost pleading.

And for the first time in the history of our quasi-friendship, I nodded, willingly agreeing to her request. It was then that I realized, that despite Selphie's insane behavior, that she was human like everyone else (excluding Fran, but that's because she's a Marysue). I saw a hollowing sorrow lingering there, something that couldn't be fulfilled despite all her desperate attempts at trying to find something to fill the void. I told myself then, that as her friend, I should try to be more sensitive when it comes to her feelings and be more considerate towards her wishes since it was obvious that Selphie's biggest fear was also one that I could identify with: being left all alone.

I averted my eyes, looking at my feet since I couldn't bear to keep looking into her forest green eyes since my cheeks seemed to think that flaring up at the sight of them was funny.

"I promise I won't leave," I said back, licking my lips. I suddenly found that if I didn't steady my heart beat, it would eventually burst into flames in my chest.

"Promise?" I heard her ask, as if making sure. I looked up then, seeing her look at her most vulnerable. She looked like her existence relied on my answer and if I were to say no, the devastating news would kill her.

I simply nodded, not trusting my voice to deliver the answer since I feared it might crack due to this inexplicable nervousness I was feeling. Wait. Why was I so nervous all of a sudden? Could it be that I was afraid of hurting her? That I couldn't live with myself if I made her cry? Or was it that I was slowly but surely starting to care and that this sudden nervousness was actually sympathy in disguise. Whatever the case may be, I knew that I did the right thing when Selphie's melancholy look vanished and a sweet happy smile soon curved on her lips. The nervousness I was feeling was soon gone, replaced with a sense of relief.

The bubbly brunet stood up from her chair, hands now spread on the table.

"Now, to get to business since those slackers aren't here."

I pulled out my chair and took a seat, wondering what else the brunet had cooked up this time that may or may not shed some years of my youth do to the stress that it would bring.

"I figured out a way we can get our club to participate in the club fair."

My brow rose curiously. "Did you steal another's club's booth?"

Selphie's eyes widened in what appeared to be shock. "Riku, I'm surprised at you! Why would I deny another club their right to participate in the fair?!" she said, scandalized.

I couldn't stop the edge of my lips from curling into a smirk as the thought of Selphie finally not being able to get what she wanted amused me.

"They didn't give into your bribe?" I asked, trying hard not to laugh.

"Not a damn dime." She said shaking her head. "And to think, I got a new lacy push up bra to tempt them further, wanna see?"

"No!" I quickly replied. My cheeks flushed immediately as my mind traveled back to the horrible incident with Kairi.

Selphie rolled her eyes, buttoning up her blouse. I didn't know whether to feel relieved or disappointed.

"Anyway," she started. "I figured that if can't get a booth, why not still go and show off what our club is made of."

The way her eyes just glisten with excitement just screams that I won't like where this is going.

"We're going to perform on the roof!" She chirped as if it were the best idea ever.

I cringed at the thought of us on the roof, making complete fools of ourselves while Selphie screamed and shouted from a megaphone for people to join our club.

"Isn't that illegal?" I asked, raising my brow in suspicion.

Selphie just shook her head. "Of course not! I picked the lock the other day, it's perfectly fine."

I frowned. It was totally illegal.

Before I could start my lecture on the law and the consequences of breaking it, Sora and Kairi came into the club room. Kairi looked at bit more flushed than usual, her cheeks pink and her bangs sticking to her forehead. As if that weren't enough, her uniform was a bit wrinkled too. The girl looked like she'd just run a marathon and I couldn't help but wonder what she was actually doing besides attending her honor's club meeting. Sora on the other hand, looked relatively composed, his hair was the mass mess of spikes as usual. Selphie walked up to the pair, her hands on her hips.

"It's about time! Where were you guys? Riku was feeding me lies about you guys in other clubs. "

Sora pouted. "But we were with other clubs," he said, side stepping the brunette to come over to sit next to me.

"Oh, by the way, Sora, if you're going to make out with Kairi, the decent thing you can do is pop a couple of buttons, hickeys are so fifteen minutes ago," Selphie said, pointing at Kairi's very obvious hickey. Kairi's face quickly flared up in embarrassment and Sora just nervously chuckled, scratching the back of his head.

I was skeptical, crossing my arms over my chest as I sat next to Sora. Sora wouldn't be able to pop open Kairi's blouse since he'll probably just die of shock from just holding her hand.

Suspicion aside, Selphie got our attention by clearing her throat.

"Well, now that everyone is here, I can tell you guys my plans for the club festival. As you already know, we didn't get a booth because certain people…" She turned around to glare at me for emphasis. "…aren't team players—"

"You made out with her boyfriend!" I snapped.

"No! That's called being a team player! I took one for the team!" she growled back.

"So where are we going to display our club?" Kairi asked, preventing us from fighting even further.

Selphie's anger quickly melted away at the question. She turned to her best friend, smiling. "We're going to perform on the roof of the school during the club fair!" Selphie cheered.

There was an awkward silence as Kairi looked at her, chewing her bottom lip. Sora looked like he didn't know whether to laugh or look mortified. Fran kept on knitting and I stared at the floor, willing it with my non-existent telepathic powers to swallow me whole.

"What's wrong?" she asked looking around the room. "Are you guys not likening the idea? Are you guys afraid of heights?"

"Selphie it's not that," Kairi spoke up after a bit of silence.

"Then what?"

"Well, I lied. It is the fact that it's on the roof. We can get into huge trouble if we try pulling off something like that." The redhead looked to Sora and I for support.

"But think of all the attention our club will get. With this performance we'll be on the club map. Everyone will know who we are and we'll get requests!"

"Maybe more people will want to join the club if they see the performance," Sora suggested, rubbing his chin in thought.

My eyes widened. I didn't know whether I should kiss the boy for the brilliant idea that may lead to my freedom or punch him for the simple fact that he supported Selphie and saw nothing wrong with what she was suggesting.

"And if more people join, then you guys can only show up when you want to and go out to do whatever it is that you guys do," Selphie added, nodding.

"Like their clubs?" I asked.

"Yeah, right their clubs," Selphie said, rolling her eyes and doing the quotation mark stance with her fingers as if she wasn't buying it.

Kairi walked towards the table, taking her seat opposite of Sora and I.

"So how are we going to get up there and what do we have planned?" the redhead asked, settling down a bit.

"Oh that's easy," Selphie replied, walking towards the head of the table, where she normally sat. "As I already told Riku, I've picked the lock to the roof door already. As for our performance…"

Selphie bent down, picking up a box from underneath the table. She set the brown box down, opening it and revealing some dark purple sequenced clothes.

"We're going to have a jazz theme" she said, picking out a top hat and donning it on her head.

I cringed at the outfits as she passed them around. They consisted of a pair of sequenced black booty shorts, sequenced purple top with matching sequenced gloves, and some hats. I couldn't imagine a worst death than shimmying and shaking my stuff as I fall seven stories to the ground. I looked towards Sora, hoping the boy would share my look of horror. I was surprised and slightly offended that the boy was looking at our apparel with a hint of interest and curiosity.

I looked around the table and noticed that Fran didn't receive an outfit. This didn't surprise me since the bunny girl has become almost a piece of necessary furniture for a club room instead of an actual club member. Despite that, I didn't want her not flaunting her goods like the rest of us. If I'm going down, I'm bringing everyone with me.

"How come Fran doesn't get one?" I asked, glaring at the obvious Mary sue who still refuses to admit how obviously attracted she is to me. Look at her, ignoring me as she knits. Deep down, her lust for me is driving her mad!

"Because she's in charge of the music and pyrotechnics. No one will be able to see her!"

"Pyrotechnics!" I shouted, indignantly.

Selphie nodded, collecting our uniforms and putting them back into the box. "Yes, pyrotechnics. We have to jazz up our performance somehow."

"Selphie that's impossible!" I argued, standing up from my chair to plant both hands onto the table as if I meant business. "First of all, I'm sure that's a hundred different kinds of illegal. Second, where are we going to get the money to get all the equipment, and finally, you're insane and did I forget to mention how illegal all of this was!"

"Don't worry about all of that. Tidus knows a guy who knows a guy that's willing to lend up his DJ equipment if we promise to take care of it and pay him a reasonable price." She then pointed to the box of uniforms. "As for the other stuff, we can all pool in our resources to make up for the additional costs."

I gave her a skeptical look, my left eyebrow raising a little as I sat back down in my seat.

Selphie patted my head. "Riku, it'll be fine!" she chirped, sensing my distrust. I rolled my eyes, watching her pull Kairi to the side as she asked about the hickey and practically almost smothered the redhead into her chest as she spoke animatedly about her little girl becoming a woman.

"She could be right you know." My eyes shifted to the side, where Sora was looking at me.

"Just give it a chance, Riku. Maybe this is the something that you're looking for to keep you happy," he said, smiling. And I swear I could feel my shoulders with a bit of guilt because it's not like I'm unhappy or depressed. Yes, I'm a little discontent with my life at the moment, but not so much so that I'm crying a river over it. I should've known better than to feel that way since I'm surrounded with great friends like Sora and Kairi. But for some reason, not even the thought of having my best friends with me sounded that comforting.

I should've known that when Selphie means pooling in our resources, it meant sucking me dry out of my hard earned summer money to buy illegal fire works. The days leading up towards the fair were exhausting to say the least. Selphie had it in her mind that we should incorporate choreography, but we pretty soon learned that Sora had two left feet, so that idea was stopped dead in its tracks. Instead, she just wanted Sora and I to pelvic thrust a lot while she and Kairi shimmied and shook. I, of course, refused to do anything she wanted me to do during all of our rehearsals, including donning that ridiculous excuse of a uniform. I don't see how pelvic thrusting wearing sequenced black booty shorts isn't traumatizing for me and everyone around me, but Selphie said it added a magical appeal to the club as females (and possibly some males) will be lured by my glorious virility. I reasoned that I didn't want any more stalkers than I already got from the whole kingdom hearts fiasco since Square Enix thought it funny to finally come out with a Riku action figure. Selphie, as usual, ignored my reasons and feelings on the subject and almost shoved my goods in aforementioned shorts. I managed to dodge the attack, snatching the shorts from her, and stomping away from the group to put them on myself.

Finally, Judgment Day came. School is always a half a day on Saturdays, so most festivities and events took place on those days after classes. I'd just finish taking my mathematics course and met up with Sora. He was chatting next to me as we walked towards the club room. We stopped in our tracks when we heard a screeching moan of anger from the other side of the door. We paused, debating whether or not we should open the door to find out where the sound was coming from. As Sora reached for the knob, my hand quickly attacked itself to his wrist, stopping him.

"Wait!" I hissed, realizing that this could finally be our chance to run away screaming for our lives. "Let's run away together!"

Sora's eyes widened at my suggestion.

"Sora! Please, it's our only chance!" To which Sora looked at me with a confused look, lips forming a pout.

"Riku, it can't be all that bad," he said, turning the knob and pushing the door open.

We were met with a disheveled looking club room, papers thrown about everywhere, the table and chairs skewed about. At the center of the chaos was Selphie, wailing into her hands as Kairi spoke in soft tones to comfort her. Fran stood by with a cup of water, kneeling down next to the sobbing brunette, wanting her to take a sip in the hopes of calming her down.

Sora and I walked in immediately, concern taking precedence on our faces. I've seen her throw tantrums before, but I've never seen her this upset before.

"What's wrong?" Sora asked, pulling up a chair to talk to Selphie.

The depressed girl looked up, her eyes red, puffy, and full of tears as she sniffled. She just broke down crying again, taking comfort into Sora's arms. The boy could only hug her and rub her back, telling her that it was okay.

I beckoned Kairi over to the side.

"What's wrong?" I asked making sure my voice was low.

Kairi chewed her bottom lip as she delivered the news. "Someone stole the outfits," she whispered back. "When I came in, I found her tearing the place up. She's very upset Riku. We need to do something."

I looked from Kairi's pleading look to Selphie crying into Sora's arms. I sighed, not out of annoyance, but of fatigue since I knew this was not going to end well. I walked up to Selphie, kneeling down to gently touch her knee. The girl looked up from her perch in the crook of Sora's neck.

"Selphie, do you have any idea where you put the box?"

Selphie composed herself for a moment and then blew her nose on Sora's tie.

"I left it in this room. There's no way that it could be somewhere else—" She stopped herself from finishing her sentence as something in her mind clicked. I leaned back a bit, knowing that when the little hamster wheel in her head went into overdrive, I should run and duck for cover. But before I could flee with my pride intact, Selphie shot up from her chair, her face hard with anger, her jade eyes as dark as thick rain forest. She grabbed onto my tie and began dragging me out of the club room.

"H-hey! What's the matter!?" I shouted as my body was dragged onto the hallway.

"I think I know who took the box!"

My eyes widened. "Who?!"

"Maria."

"Maria?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

Selphie let me go at this instance, stopping in her tracks. I got up to straighten my clothes and fix my tie, waiting for her explanation.

"Well," she started, avoiding eye contact. This was never a good sigh since it meant that Selphie did something wrong and she practically knew it was wrong, but did it anyway.

"I kind of sort of showed off saying that we were going to blow the competition out of the water to put her in her place for not giving us a booth," she said rapidly. She winced when she saw my disappointed frown.

"Selphie! I thought you said this was going to be a secret performance?" I hissed. "What if Maria alerted the teachers or something?" I turned around, knowing that the performance was over if Maria already told on us.

"She wouldn't do that," she said, grabbing my wrist so that I wouldn't leave. "She wants nothing more than to see me crash and burn. So no, getting me in trouble with the teachers won't do anything to satisfy her blood lust!"

"Then you're over reacting," I said, snatching my wrist back. "Maybe you did forget the box somewhere. We should all just split up and look for it."

She shook her head. "No, I know she did it."

I rolled my eyes at her stubbornness. She grabbed my wrist again and we made our way back outside towards the club fair. It was already busy with students mingling about different booths seeing what the school clubs had to offer. After much pushing and shoving done on Selphie's part, we were able to make it to the student activities booth. Maria sat with her partner, handing out pamphlets and talking about the club in general. Selphie rushed up, pushing people out of her way to get to the front of the booth. I was the poor bastard trailing behind, apologizing for her rudeness while at the same time trying to communicate that I needed rescuing.

"Hand over the goods Maria!" Selphie wasted no time at getting to the heart of the issue.

The dark haired girl looked confused for a moment and stood up from her seat. She walked around the booth and pulled Selphie and I aside so that we didn't get more attention than we already had.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

"You know very well what I'm talking about," Selphie hissed. "You stole my box of outfits!"

Maria looked mortified as her jaw dropped. "I did not! I could careless what your stupid little club does!"

"Yeah right, where are they Maria!? Are you still bitter about what happened?"

Maria's face scrunched up with anger as she glared at Selphie. "You kissed my boyfriend!"

Selphie rolled her eyes. "That's ancient history, get over it."

"But he was my boyfriend!" Maria hissed.

"And you can do better!"

I just watched from the sidelines, seeing them go back and forth as I tried to loosen Selphie's grip on my wrist. I was debating on falling back onto my survival instincts and maybe try to gnaw my hand off.

"Face it!" Selphie shouted, which got the attention of not only Maria, but other students as well. "You just want to sabotage me! You knew that the show we were going to put on the roof was going to put this fair to shame."

My eyes widened as Maria looked at her and smirked.

"Oops," Selphie added as an afterthought. I pinched the bridge of my nose, annoyed.

"So you were planning something! I knew you were up to something when you came around to gloat, but I didn't expect you to plan something so stupid Selphie. I'm going to tell!"

Selphie's mouth dropped in shock. "You wouldn't!"

"Try and stop me!" Maria snapped back.

"Okay, okay, okay. What do you want?"

"Excuse me?"

"What do you want from me? I'll give you anything you want of mine as long as you don't tell."

Maria thought for a bit, curling one of her braids around a pale finger.

"Anything you say?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"Well," Selphie thought for a bit. "Not everything. But I'm willing to part with some things."

Maria licked her lips and her eyes landed on me. I ceased my eternal struggle to pry Selphie's iron grip off my wrist as I could feel her eyes on me. My eyes widened in what could've been fear, but I tried to be smooth about it and just cleared my throat as I stood up straight.

"I get to kiss your boyfriend in exchange for you kissing mine."

"H-hey now--" I started, but Selphie wasted no time in pushing me into Maria's direction.

"Deal. Go on and sample the delights of his flavor."

"What?!" I snapped, outraged that she would sell me of all things. The only reply I got from Selphie was an eye roll.

"Oh, god, it's just a peck. You'll live."

"Yeah, but—"

My reasoning got cut off as Maria's lips landed on mine. I tried my best to keep the kiss chaste, but the girl had other plans in mind when I felt her tongue pry open my lips and plunge into my mouth. I felt my cheeks flair up as I tried to maneuver my way through this obvious rape of my mouth. Now, I'm no stranger to kissing, having stolen a few here and there. But making out with an audience there to gawk? I'm not accustomed to that and it only when Maria pulled away that I realized that I was holding my breath the entire time as my lungs burned for air.

I pulled back, feeling like a fish out of water, gulping for air. Maria didn't seem to have any trouble breathing. In fact, the girl licked her lips, grinning at me mischievously. I shivered. I don't ever want to do that again.

"How do you like that?" Maria spat, looking at Selphie to see if the brunette was hurt over her actions.

"Ha! Jokes on you!" Selphie pointed. "He's not my boyfriend, he's my minion!"

Maria shrugged, ignoring my horror stricken face. "I don't care, I got what I wanted."

The raven haired girl went back to her booth while Selphie rolled her eyes.

"Come on!" Selphie snapped, grabbing my wrist. "The show must go on!"

My mouth opened and closed, trying to find words. "What?" I finally conjured. "How?"

She turned to look at me, a smile on her lips.

"You'll see!"

Why didn't I just try to gnaw my hand off when I had the chance? If I'd done that, I know I would've bled to death fleeing my captor instead of being on the roof of a seven story building dressed as a lion.

There's a reason why I'm dressed up as the wizard of Oz version of the cowardly lion. After Selphie and I, correction, after Selphie dragged my unwillingly form to follow her off the fair grounds, we went to the theatre department. She managed to black-mail the head of the department into giving us a box of costumes.

When we got back to the club room, she decided on her new theme, circus theme. After shoving a sputtering Sora, a blushing Kairi, and an angry me our new costumes, she dragged us up to the roof, which brings us up to now.

At the moment, Sora, in his clown costume, was helping Fran set up the DJ booth. Kairi, dressed as a magician's assistant was helping Selphie, who was dressed as a ring leader, put on her makeup. I was off to the side, in my lion costume, scowling and brooding.

It wasn't until later, when Selphie whipped me into consciousness that I knew we were starting the show. I scowled some more, annoyed that Selphie had a freaking whip.

"EVERYONE! MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!?" Selphie shouted out of her megaphone.

The students on the ground all looked up.

Selphie smiled. "MY NAME IS SELPHIE TILMITT, AND I AM THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE! COME JOIN MY CLUB! WE'RE HERE TO NOT ONLY BRING SELPHIE AWARENESS TO THE WORLD, BUT ALSO MAKE PEOPLE'S WISHES COME TRUE!"

I looked over the edge a bit as more students crowded the ground.

"Selphie, do you still think this is a good idea?" I asked, worried that our performance wouldn't last very long if the teachers got wind of it.

"Of course it is Riku! This way, everyone can see our glory!"

"It would be awesome Selphie, if we weren't on the 7th floor," I replied, making my way back from the edge.

I cringed when I heard the crowd chanting.

"Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!"

"Look they're chanting. They want us!"

I looked at Selphie in horror. The students wanted us to provided entertainment alright, with our bodies slamming into the ground at the speed of sound.

"Let's give them what they want!" Selphie cheered and gave Fran the signal to start the music. I tried pulling Selphie back as she walked over towards the edge, fearful that she might fall, but the brunette just brushed me off and started singing the lyrics to Britney Spears' Circus.

"I'm like the ring leader, I call the shots! I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot! When I put on a show!"

Looked behind me to see if Sora or Kairi would help me in getting Selphie out of here, but the duo were too busy dancing with each other and laughing to notice anything. Even Fran looked like she was having a good time as she manned the tables. I frowned. We were going to get in some deep trouble if we didn't clear this up. Already the student body is down them chanting us to jump. It won't be long before school officials get wind of this. I walked up towards Selphie, grabbing her wrist firmly.

"Selphie, we're going to get in trouble, let's go."

"There's only two types of guys out there," she sang, "Ones that can hang with me, and ones that are scared." She flicked the end of my nose and I scowled.

"So baby, I hope that you came prepared I run a tight ship!" Then she proceeded to whipped me. "So beware!"

"Stop whipping me!"

"I'm like the ring leader, I call the shots! I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot! When I put on a show!"

That must have been Fran's cue to set off the fireworks that were, unbeknownst to me, placed along the edges of the building. They started flickering and sparking, exploding into bright colors. The students on the ground cheered as Selphie continued to perform. I couldn't seem much due to the smoke of the fire works, but once I heard screaming and the smelled smoke, I knew something was wrong. The fireworks display was going haywire, some of them falling off and exploding along the way down. I looked around and gave Sora the signal to take Fran and Kairi to safety. I turned back around to see if I could see Selphie through the smoke. Sure enough the spunky brunette was still singing and dancing as if nothing wrong was happening at the moment.

"When I say Selphie! You say God! Selphie!"

"Selphie!" I snatched her from the edge and brought her towards the middle. "Everyone is running for their lives down there, I don't think they're into chanting right now."

"But!"

"Let's go!"

I quickly grabbed her, heading towards the exit. Little did I know that we had some company waiting for us in the form of police officers on the ground floor.

note: the lyrics to circus are obviously copy righted to britney spears and are not my own. I'm glad everyone is enjoying this. I'm hoping to stick to a bi-weekly schedule when it comes to updating, but school is being impossible at the moment. Anyway, thanks for reading!