Liane toke Her son's hand and looked into his eyes,
"Me and Rick.. Were getting married!"

Cartman sat there.. His heart stopped beating.
He sunk in his chair.
He couldnt move.. couldnt speak.
He sat there with wide eyes, frozen.
he couldnt believe this.. this couldnt be happening,
This had to be a dream, it just HAD to be.

"Sweetie?" His mother smiled still holding his hand.
The only thought that came to his mind was,
'No..'

"Poopsikins?" His Mother asked,
Woundering why he looked frozen.
Cartman opened his mouth to say something
but nothing came out.
What was he suppose to say?
Then his mind finnaly became unnumb and panick
rushed through his vains
'No, No no no no! This cant be happening! this cant be fucking happening!!'

"Sweetie? Are you alright?" She looked confused to her shocked son.
"Fuck no." Cartman sat there with wide eyes, His hand still in his mother's.

"yes, Isnt this great hun?" She snuggled into Rick's arms.
Cartman's left foot was shakeing, This had to be a fucking dream.
He looked to Rick who was grinning.

"No." Cartman said,
Then His head finnaly stopped spinning.
"Fuck NO!"

His mother's expression changed.
"Huh? What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy"

"Happy?! are you fucking serrious! this is a joke right?!
This is a fucking joke!"

"Um.." Liane looked to rick in confusion
"No poopsi, Were really getting married."

Cartman stod up from the table,
Cartman held onto his head
"FUCK! NO! This isnt happening! this isnt fucking happening!"
He stalked out of the restrount.
"Poosikins?" His mother and Rick ran after him.

They swung open the door and Saw Cartman walking angerily
towards the streets,
"Honey?! where are you going?!" Ms. Cartman yelled to him

"Away from you assholes!" He yelled back.
Rick and Liane Ran to him.
"Sweetie? What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy."

"I'm not fucking happy! I fucking pissed off!"
"But why poopsikins?!"
"Mom, You cannot marry that asshole!"
His mother frowned and crossed her arms,
"Eric I can marry whoever I want.
Why are you so upset? Rick said you two were getting along"
"No We-" Cartman paused and looked to Rick.

He had a dark expression that said 'Dont fucking say it.'
Cartman knew that look.
The last time Rick had that look he threw him down the stairs
and kicked him, till he was knocked out and sent to the hospital.

"I-" Cartman began,
He looked to Rick again,
He never felt so much Anger, Shock, and panick all at once before.
He felt like he was lossing his mind.
His heart was racing, "We-" Cartman began again.
Cartman looked to Rick and his expression glowered.
Cartman felt his chest twist when he looked at him.
He was.. Afraid.

"We uh.. Were getting along fine." He said nervously glancing at Rick.
Ms. Cartman smiled, "That's great, I knew you'd change your mind" His
mom kissed him on the cheek. Cartman's eyes remained locked to Rick's.
His look changed to a satisfied Grin after what Cartman said.
That made Cartman incredibly pissed off and annoyed.
But it was better then feeling Like Someones out to kick your ass again.

Rick Held Liane in his arms,
"Now You can have a father Eric, Isnt that what you always wanted?"
Cartman looked to Rick, And studdered nervously, "Uh.. yeah mom."
Rick smiled.
"What I've always wanted.." He lied quietly.

Kyle ended up sleeping over at Stans.. again.
They were both working on their homework which was
good for Stan beacuse Now Kyle can give him some answers..
or atleast that's what he thought.

He didnt think Kyle would be sitting there starring down at his paper,
Drawing scribbly lines slowly. Not even looking at the problems.
Stan was worried.. He knew Kyle was completely out of it.
"Kyle" Stan put his hand on Kyle's.
Kyle looked up at him, as his long red hair bounced from moving.
"You Ok?"

Kyle looked down from the paper then back to Stan
"Yeah. Fine. Why wouldnt I be?"
Stan glanced at Kyle's paper.
"Beacuse weve been working on homework for ten minneutes
and all Youve done is been drawing scribbly lines."
Kyle sat up and looked down to his paper.
"Oh." He said, As if he didnt realize.

A few secounds went by,
"You wanna talk about it?"
"No. It's Ok." Kyle said starring down at his paper.

Stan looked back to his, and starting writting down his notes.
"Its Eirc" Kyle mumbled, Eyes still remaining on his paper.
Stan looked up to him,
"How can he still be mad at me?!" Kyle sat up and leaned back on his chair,
Eyes not moving from the sheet of paper.

Stan sighed, He knew it Was about Cartman.
"Kyle, You have to stop doing this to yourself.
Cartman's just being a dumbass,
He gets all pissed off all the time.
As soon as he's in a good mood he'll come right
back to you, he always does."

Kyle's eyes still locked to the paper.
He arched back down the the desk and slowly started
Drawing lines.

Stan frowned and toke the pencil from his hand.
Kyle looked up at him "Stan! I need to do my work!"
"Kyle, Your not even doing your work! Your spacing out!"
Kyle looked sadly to him then looked back down.

Stan put his hand to his best friend's back.
He hated how Kyle always dragged himself down about
this kind of stuff.

"Kyle, Any guy who gets that pissed off about their boyfriend
talking to a friend, has some serrious issues."

Kyle remained silent then picked up his paper and moved his
finger around it. "I know."

Stan store at him.. he hated seeing Kyle hurting like this,
Over a fight!
He didnt trust Catman a bit.. What if he breaks his heart?
If Kyle's like this now, Stan feared what would happen
if They broke up. It scared Stan to death.

"I just.." Kyle said slowly, starring at the paper,
"Miss him alot."
Stan rubbed Kyle's back. "I know dude."
He looked sadly to his friend, "I know you do."

"Yes, In three days!" Liane chriped excitedly on the phone.
Cartman was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels
while Cartman had to listen to his mom's giddy talk on the phone
in the kitchen for about an hour now.

"Its so excited Sharon, Oh I have to pick out a dress,
and I need to Buy eric a tuxcedo and -" His mother Went on.
Cartman groaned and got up from the couch.
He could hear it anymore.

He went up to his room and slamed the door behind him frowning.
He laid on his bed.
'How the fuck did this happen?' He asked himself.
He laid there for about an hour doing nothing but stare at the ceiling.

Suddenly he heard the door downstairs slam shut.
He went a few steps down on the stairs to see who it was
and Rick walked in smiling and Liane jumped into his arms and he
held her.

Cartman glared.
"I fucking hate him" he gritted quietly through his teeth.

Then he heard his cellphone going off in his room.
He looked at it and it said

Kyle

With the call waiting icon.
Cartman rolled his eyes and pressed iggnore.
He didnt want to talk to him right now.
He didnt want to talk to anyone right now.

"hey junior, were going out to celebrate!" Rick called from downstairs,
Cartman quickly jumped onto his bed, He heard footsteps comming up the stairs
and Cartman immediatly put covers into his arms, then the door opened.

Rick Saw Cartman sleeping on his bed,
"Liane, baby he's asleep!" He called downstairs.
Cartman heard his mom come up the stairs,
He knew they were both in his room.

"Oh.. We'll he needs rest. Let's just go ourselves."
Liane smiled to Rick.
"Yeah, lets go to the bar sense the kid's not commin."
Liane smiled and they shut cartman's door and Cartman heard them
walk down the steps.

Cartman opened his eyes and grunted.
He didnt want to go anywhere with them.

As soon as he heard the door slam downstairs Cartman got
off his bed and headed downstairs.

He sat on the couch and flipped on the Tv.
But for once in his life, He didnt want to watch Tv.
He didnt want to do anything.
Ever sense he got home he felt like there was this
Deep, Deppressing, Sinking feeling in his chest.

He flipped off the Tv and thought of his mom.
He held his hand to his head, "How could she fucking to this to me?"
He asked himself quietly.

Then a thought came to his mind.
He got up from the couch and into the kitchen.
He opened the fridge and Saw a new Vadka bottle.
'Rick must bought a new one.'

Cartman snatched the bottle and flung the fridge shut.
He twisted it open and swung it into his mouth.
He held his head back and closed his eyes as he toke
one, Two, Three, Four gulps and slamed it on the table.

He felt the burning feeling.
And right now, He needed that burning feeling.
He felt so fucking low right now.
He wanted this.

He toke the bottle to the couch and turned the Tv on.
He didnt want to watch but he forced himself too.
Anything to get him away from this feeling he would do it.
He switched it onto a Terrance and phillop rerun.
A show he and his friends used to watch when they were younger.
"Hey philop, I believe I have to Fart, I'm not sure, Can you have a look?"
The Canadian bent his ass over, "Sure Terrance, Now let me just.."
FART "AHAHAHAHA!" Terrance and phillop laughed
Cartman glared and toke another big gulp of the vadka.

Then eventually that bottle was out, So he got another,
Then later he got another.
An hour later his head was held back onto the couch as he watched
About the 4th rerun.
Everything was getting dizzy.. He burning remained thick in his chest.
He felt it but didnt care.

He sat there alone in the dark, the only light on was the Tv.
It was probably 12 something, Cartman toke another gulp of
the Vadka and laid his head back.

"Yeah that's what you get you fucking asshole!" Cartman yelled.
He had a knife and he stabbed Rick over, and over and over again.
Rick laid on the floor, coughing up blood,
"Please stop! I beg you! You are too strong, and your not fat!"
"Fuck you" Cartman sneered, and held up his knife,
Then above him he heard a beeping sound, "What the hell?" Cartman
asked, Then the beeping sound got louder and louder and..

Cartman opened his eyes, which burned from sunlight shinning
through the windows.
He looked down and saw an empty bottle in his hand.
As well as Three others on the table infront of him.
The Tv was still on. He got the remote and shut it off.
"Ughh.." He groaned Grabbing onto his head.
'THE BEEPING HAS TO STOP!' He thought rubbing his forehead.
He quickly ran up the stairs, and threw it against the wall.
It finnaly stopped. Cartman sighed.
His head hurt like a bitch.
It hurt like a bitch.
He felt like his brain was banging against the sides of his head every move
he made. Cartman looked to the clock.
He could Still get to school.
He concidered to just skip, but he knew as soon as Rick and his mom got home,
She would bitch at him about it.

And by the feel in his head,
He couldnt fucking take bitching today.

He tumbled down the steps and walked to the couch.
He toke the bottles, Went into the kitchen and tossed them
In The brown bag That rick throws all his empty bottles.

Cartman looked into the driveway through his kitchen window, And Rick's
car was gone. They must have been out all night.
Cartman held his hand to his head one last time.
"What the fuck happened?" He whispered to himself.
All he could remeber last night was that Rick said they
were going out to Celebrate, He pretended to be asleep
so he didnt have to go, and He watched terrance and phillop.

The rest was a blur.
He just woke up with vadka bottles.
He figguered he got fucked up.. that would explain the headaches.
Cartman muttered to himself and grabbed his keys out of the kitchen
drawer and headed outside to his car.

Kyle's heart beat faster when He saw Cartman.
He was in the hallway going through his locker grabbing papers.
Thoughts rushed to his mind,

'Should I talk to him?'
He asked himself,

'Or should I just wait for him to talk to me?'

Kyle stod there in the hall starring.
Cartman almost got all his stuff for first piriod.
Kyle toke a deep breath and started walking towards him.
He was nervous as fuck,

'What am I suppose to say?'
He asked himself, But he was already to late.
He was now standing next to Cartman looked to him.

Kyle held his breath,
Wondering if this was a bad idea.

Cartman rolled his eyes to him,
"Not now." He muttered and walked past him.

Kyle stod there and felt like His heart had been stabbed.
He looked behind him, watching Cartman walk away.

'Not now?' Kyle asked himself.
He felt himself getting alittle teary,
'Am I really not that important to him that
he shrugs me off and leaves me with a Not now?'

Then Kyle felt like he had just been kicked in the stomach
as the thought entered his mind.
'Did we break up?'

Stan noticed in first piriod Kyle looking sadder then yesterday,
which is pretty bad.
Kyle was only a seat over from Stan,
"Kyle" Stan said, Kyle looked up from his desk and looked at him.
"Are you Ok?"
"No."
"What -"
Before Stan could finish Mrs. Moore walked in the room,
"Hello Class" she put some books down on her desk.
"Today were going to be talking about variables.."
Stan looked to Kyle and whispered, "What's wrong?"
Kyle didnt look to him.

"Stan.." Kyle said quietly but his eyes remained on his desk.
"What does it mean, if your dateing someone and you get in a fight,
Then you try to talk to them they say 'not now?'"

Stan starred at Kyle.
'Cartman said that?'

"It means their an asshole."

Kyle looked back down to his desk, He didnt look back up
The rest of class.

Cartman starred down at his desk in science class.
He tapped his pencil down onto it.
He couldnt stop thinking about this whole marriage thing.
And how that asshole was supppose to be his fucking dad
in three days!
Suddenly he heard a loud thump on his desk, He looked up
and saw Stan standing their frowning.
Cartman rolled his eyes, He guessed he was there to work on the project.

Cartman got up, not saying a word to Stan and sat down at their work place
where their project was held.
Stan Sat down next to him and starred.
Not like Cartman noticed. He was zonning out.
He felt so fucking deppressed about this.

"Look I know We made an agreement that we wont talk about
anything but the assignment but theres something you have to know."

Cartman looked up at Stan, and saw his angry eyes.
'Ugh. what does he want?' He glared.

"I think Its really fucked up what your doing" Stan glowered.
Cartman frowned, "What the fuck's that suppose to mean?
What'd I do?!"
"Besides make my best friends life a living hell, Nothing!"

Cartman rolled his eyes, He did not want to hear this right now.
"I didnt do shit." He mumbled.
"Cartman, I think this time Youve gone way to far,
If you hurt Kyle emotinaly I will fucking kick your ass!"

Cartman glared, "Uh huh." he said sarcastically.
"And you know what -" Stan went on,
"This is bullshit." Cartman interupted him and stod up,
walking out of the class,
"Eric, Just where do you think your going?!" Mrs. Moore called accross the room.
But Cartman already slammed the door.

Stan turned back to his project.
Left alone with it AGAIN to work on it
beacuse Cartman decided to be dumbass and leave
Stan to finish it.. AGAIN!
It really pissed him off.

Cartman walked out of school.
He didnt give a shit if he'd get detention for it.

He toke a pack of of his pocket and went around the school.
He lit the ciggerate and toke a huge drag off it.
His body felt relieved as the tabacco went throughout his body.
He fucking needed this.

He toke another drag.
'Who the fuck does Stan think he is?' He thought
to himself.

Noone talks to him like that.
He thought about Kyle,
He's been under complete stress ever sense he
heard about his parents stupid wedding, his boyfriend
didnt even cross his mind.
Cartman flicced the Ash off his ciggerate.
'I guess I have been putting him off'
He toke another drag of his ciggerate.
He felt alittle guilty thinking about earlier.
Kyle came up to him, probably wanting to talk
about him walking out of the movies, and He just
said not now and walked off.

Cartman shrugged,
'He'll get over it.'

Cartman knows right now he's feeling
very anti-social.
The marriage keeps running through his mind.
'The whores gunna marry him and I'll have an abbusing
father. yippe.'

When Went to the private room for Gym, He saw Cartman's
gym clothes were still in his locker.
'Must be showing up late' He thought to himself.
He got his shorts and gym clothes on and looked to the clock.
'He should be here' Kyle thought to himself.

But he didnt want to be late, The other homosexual guys
in the room already left.
Kyle ran to Gym.
A few minneutes later Cartman wasent there.
He knew he saw him this morning unless he was going crazy.

"Basket ball! Main sport. Toss the ball to your partners, we'll split up
into fours, get your partners!" Mr. Ryler announced loudly in the Gymnasium.
Stan and Kyle went to eachother right away.
Then Clyde and Mark Went up to them,
"Can you guys be in our group?" Clyde asked holding a basketball.
"Yeah" Stan smiled and they split up and started
bouncing the ball in circles to eachother.

Kyle looked to Stan "Dude, Where's Eric?"
Stan looked left and right, behind him.
"I dont know" He said passing the ball to Mark.

Kyle looked down and passed the ball to Clyde.
'He probably doesnt want to see me' he thought to himself.

Stan saw kyle looking down, passing the ball.
'God Kyle, dont do this again' Stan begged to himself.
Stan passed the ball again, 'This better not be beacuse of what I said.'

Stan and Kyle walked through the hallways.
Stan was greatful the day was over.
He couldnt stop worrying about his friend, he looked so bad.
He felt like he hated Cartman even more then this, But hateing him
anymore then he did probably wasent possible.

Stan then remebered, "Oh Dude, I cant drive you, Me and Wendy were
suppose to go to this gay carnival thing."

"Carnival thing?"
Stan rolled his eyes, "Yeah. Its about two hours away but Wendy begged me to go."
Kyle grinned, "She didnt beg you, You just cant say no to her!" He punched Stan's arm playfully.
Stan laughed, "That, Is probably true."

Kyle stod next to Stan as Stan put in the combination of his locker,
"You sure you can get a ride?"
Kyle sighed, "Yeah My dad can come get me."
"Oh, Ok." Stan shut flung his locker shut.
He smiled and started walking away, "See ya dude!"
Kyle smiled and waved back, "See ya."

When Stan was out of sight Kyle closed his eyes
and sighed.
'I have to talk to them sooner or later.'

He dialed his number.
"Hello?" His dad picked up,
Kyle felt a small bit relieved it was his dad we would
talk to first.

"Hey dad" Kyle said tightly.
"Kyle, KYLE you are in serrious trouble!"
"I know, I know. Look, I'm sorry for what I did Ok?"
Kyle heard his dad sigh, "How could you do that?"
"I dont know Ok, I lost it.
Mom Knows I'm gay but she.. she makes it sound so wrong!
I cant even have Eric at my own house without him feeling uncomfortable
beacuse Mom's unhappy about it!
I just wish she'd understand you know, I cant help it.
I'm gay, and I wish you giuys would just fucking accept me for
who I am."

Kyle awaited for his dad to scream at him about how
disrespectful it is to swear at your own father and yadda yadda all this crap.
Kyle frowned into the phone.

Then he heard his dad sigh again.
"I know Kyle." His dad said.
Kyle instantly turned shocked, his eyes went wide
"What?"
"I know your mom and me are having a hard time adjusting to it
and I'm sorry if your mother got.. alittle out of hand.
But your my son and I'll always love you no matter what choices you make."
Kyle smiled and sat down against the locker.

He couldnt believe his dad was being so accepting.
He was expecting him to not understand.
"Thanks dad" Kyle grinned
"Your welcome."
"Oh, and Dad can you pick me up?"
"Sorry Kyle, I cant. I have to work late at the office."

Kyle put his hand to his head. "Ok."
"Why dont you have Stan give you a ride?"
"He cant."
"Oh, Well why not Eric? He's usually the one who gives
you rides anyway right?"

Kyle sighed, "Yeah."
"Ok then. Oh I have to go, A client of mine is calling, Bye Kyle"
"But dad-"
But the phone already hung up.

Kyle slammed his phone shut.
"Damn it."

Kyle slowly got up from the ground, "Guess I'll walk." He said.
He stepped foot outside and the wind blew hard into his face, and
snow drited onto his Skin, almosr hurting him.
Kyle ran back inside. Fucking bad weather.

He sat down onto the ground.
'Now what the fuck am I suppose to do?'

Kyle got a thought and reached down into his pocket
and grabbed his flip phone.
He went through his phone book and landed on Cartman's
number That said Eric with a heart on it.

He starred at the number.
'Should I?' He asked himself.
He starred at the phone as if it were mocking him.
Then he shut the phone. 'He wouldnt pick up again anyways' He thought
to himself annoyed.
A few secounds later he got his phone back out, Went to Cartman's
number and pressed the green call button.

Cartman blasted his Papa roach's song Last resort in his Car.
Driving onto the freeway.
He glarred at the car infront of him "Fucking asshole" he muttered
The Car got right in the spot he was going into.

Suddenly Cartman felt his phone vibrate.
He picked it up and it said

Kyle

Cartman pressed iggnore then put his hands back onto
the wheel, really wishing the guy infront of him would hurry the fuck up.
His phone vibrated again. Cartman rolled his eyes and toke it out of his jean pocket.

Kyle

Cartman glarred, He was about to press
iggnore then he remebered what he thought
earlier today about him putting him off.
Cartman was annoyed at himself at this point for
doing this, He pressed connect.

"Hello?" He asked flat.
"Um.. Eric?" Kyle asked, Supprised he picked up.
"No Its Shirly fucking timple. What the fuck do you want?!"
He heard Kyle sigh on the other line, "Look, Can you just pick me up?"

Cartman hesitated, Did he really just ask him that?
"What?"
"Dude can you pick me up?"
Cartman smirked, "no."

"Dude why are you being such an ass?!
Noone will pick me up and I'm-"
Cartman instantly got sick of his bitching,
"I'm hanging up now" he said over Kyle's voice.
"WAIT!" Kyle said.

Cartman rolled his eyes but stod on the phone.
"Eric.. Please dont put me through this anymore.
If you want to break up with me, do it right fucking now!"

Cartman didnt frown anymore.. he said nothing.

"If you dont, If you still want to be my boyfriend,
come pick me up. beacuse It's fucking cold and I have no ride."

Cartman didnt say anything for a few secounds then said,
"fine jew." he mumbled and hung up the phone.

Cartman turned the Car around, not carring that he just broke
the law, He got honks from about 5 different Cars.
Cartman rolled down the window, "Yeah, Fuck you too!"
He held his middle finger up out the window driving off.

Cartman stopped his corvett infront of the school,
then he saw Kyle's familar face and big red hair, and the way
it bounced when he ran towards his car.
Cartman store at him..
He almost forgotten how cute he looked.

Kyle got to the Car and slamed the door behind him,
Cartman's Car roared onto the street as soon as the door shut.

Silence filled the car.

"Are you mad?" Kyle asked him.
Cartman sighed, He was not up for this whole
lovey dovy, love you shit right now.

"No I'm not mad." He gritted.
Silence filled the car.
"You seem mad" Kyle said.
"I'm not." He said in a flat tone.

Silence filled the Car.

"All I want to know is how you got those bruises Eric"
Cartman's hands tightened on the steering wheel.
He did not want to fucking go through this again.
"I told you, Its fucking nothing" He said trying to stay calm.

"Well It is something -"
"Its nothing"
"Then why do you have -"
"FUCK! Just leave it alone!!
Jesus fucking christ! I have a few marks so what?!"

Kyle store at him with a stunned expression.

Cartman sighed. He didnt mean to freak out
like that. Sometimes his anger gets the best of him.

"Its bad enough My mom getting married, I dont
need you bitching to me about shit too."

Kyle's eyes went wide, "YOUR MOM'S GETTING MARRIED?!"
Cartman looked at him confused, then just remebered
he didnt tell anybody about that.
"Yeah." He said plain.
Kyle smiled, "That's awesome dude! congratulations"
Cartman frowned, "For what? I'm not getting married"
"Yeah but you get a dad now!"

Cartman rolled his eyes, "Whatever."
Kyle looked at him hurt, "Arnt you happy?"
"Yeah. Extreamly excited." he said with a bored tone.
"Dude.. Your moms getting married!"
"I know." Cartman felt himself getting angrier.
Kyle frowned, "Why are you being a dick about it?"
Cartman lost it, "I'm not being a fucking dick! I dont want him
in my fucking family!"

"Why?"
Cartman glared, 'Almost to his house' he reminded himself.
"It's nothing." Cartman store at the road,
"No!" Kyle wouldnt let this go,
"Why dont you want him in your family?"
"I just fucking dont alright?!" He put his hand to his head
then back on the wheel.

Kyle frowned and felt his chest weez,
"Why dont you tell me anything?"
Cartman said nothing.
"You never tell me anything."

Cartman pulled up into Kyle's parking lot and stopped.
"Were here. get out."

"Why dont you ever tell me anything?"
Cartman rolled his eyes and put his fingers through
his hair. He didnt want to talk about this. at all.
He really didnt want to go through shit with kyle,
He wanted the conversation over with.

"I do tell you stuff.."
"No you dont." Kyle interupted.

Cartman frowned, "Were at your fucking house you just
asked for a ride. I gave you it."

Kyle angerily toke of his seatbelt.
"Fine." he said stepping out of the Car.
"But at some point your going to have to let me in."

Cartman store at him and Kyle missed his brown eyes..
The one's he was starring into.
'What is he not telling me?
What happened between us kissing in the school parking
lot to this?'

Kyle slowly shut the door.
He didnt want to Look away from eric's eyes,
But it was when they turned angry from standing there
That Kyle realized he wanted to leave.

When Kyle shut the door Cartman quickly drove back and
sped off.

Kyle store sadly at the road watching him drive around the corner.
'What's happening to him?'

Authors note:

A lot of Cartman/Kyle dramma there.
Cartman is being an ass.. but he cant
deal with the marriage thing, so he
takes it out on other people.
asshole.
Lol, anyway, hope you liked it!
I love you! To the people who have reviewed me so far!
XD (write the next chap 2mrw)