Thank you for your feedbacks! Like really! Always makes me smile.

To Rj : regarding Queen Victoria... I guess I should have dug deeper...let's just say...she was a bit AU in my story...sorry for historical flaw.

Having just left Mickey standing there, waiting for the Doctor to come back, Rose decided to go for a stroll herself. She passed a few corridors, going past the glass mirror, which she knew was not important as of yet, and then found herself standing in front of a set of white, French double doors. A grin broke on her face.

"That's more like it." As she opened them.

What was beyond those doors, took her breath away. As she stepped out onto a grassy courtyard she came to learn just how beautiful Versailles was. And the Doctor had the fun all for himself back then. She couldn't help but scowl at that. She stood there, near the low pillar, and could see Reinette casually walking with another woman, laughing and chatting about. Rose smiled, watching them. Everything here looked like a picture. Anyone could get lost in here, even the Doctor, or more like, especially him, who wanted to believe in something that was not there. He had lost too much in his life, he desperately wanted to believe in this fairytale.

Rose sighed at those thoughts. This time things were different. Maybe everything will come out right. And as she let her eyes wander through the spectacular view, she spotted a tree branch moving unevenly. She frowned. There didn't seem to be any wind, but that branch was moving. The moment was not left unnoticed. It soon caught Reinette's attention and she sprung around. Rose had to duck under the wall pillar.

And then she saw it. From the lower glance she could see a figure, a man, definitely a man, hanging on the branch, slightly shaky himself and watching the pair of the women. A stalker? Rose raised an eyebrow. Well, whoever he was - Rose would find out. And with that, she slowly started to move along the wall pillar, until she had to jump over it. Thankfully she was graceful and as she hid herself in the shadows, nobody spotted her, yet.

She then watched the habitats of Versailles until they turned their backs on her and it was safe for Rose to dash towards the tree of her goal. Moments later she was leaning against the same tree, hiding herself out of sight. Nobody saw her. Then she looked up to get a better glance at the man. And she gasped.

"King of France?" She looked at him with wide eyes.

The man in question nearly fell out of the tree, when he looked down to see the source of the voice calling him. He looked at her with horror filled eyes. He was sure nobody would notice him here, and now, there she was. Or was it really a she? Her clothing was way beyond odd.

Not letting his thoughts wander much longer, Rose, after getting a few glances around herself to make sure nobody was watching, flung herself on the same tree branch as the King himself. Some honour.

"What is this? Is it some sort of joke?" the King whispered, clearly scandalised, and embarrassed.

"You can talk." Rose chuckled and in the same moment Reinette turned around once more, making the man stiffen while still looking frantically at Rose.

Rose just put her finger on her lips. Luckily enough, after a moment Madame, or future Madame for that matter, went back to her stroll.

A pair on the branch sighed a relief filled breath. Then at once the King's eyes shot up to look at Rose.

"Who are you? What are you doing up here? And what's with your clothing, it's highly improper for a lady. If you are even a lady." He looked her up and down.

"Oi. Eyes off." Rose chided him, it seemed to make the King a bit uncomfortable. "You nearly fell down from this branch, I just came to take a look what was going on," she began blithely.

The King just eyed her suspiciously. "I won't tell Reinette about this. Don't worry." Rose gave him a reassuring smile.

"And why should I believe you?" he asked.

"I have no interest in your personal life," Rose told him seriously, crossing her arms around her chest. "But a piece of advice. If you want to court someone or get to know at least, do that face to face. This act of yours-" She gestured to him. "Is highly inappropriate," she ended in a low voice, making the King fidget.

"Who's there!?" a voice echoed in the garden.

"Uh oh." Rose and the King glanced at each other, as they noticed an attendant walking in circles, searching for the source of the noise.

"We've been caught," the King mumbled, looking downwards with frantic eyes.

"Or not necessarily," Rose whispered barely audible, the King looking at her puzzled. She may have just found the way out.

Then Rose glanced up at the King and beamed at him, making the man perplexed. "I'll save you of this one," she told him, grinning and soon got ready to get down the tree.

"What are you doing? You will get caught!" The King looked frantic.

"I won't, I just found a friend of mine, who might just help me get out," she told him, as she began to slide downwards. Then she looked up to meet the King's gaze. "And don't you ever tell me that my clothing's inappropriate, because if I wore those bouncy dresses as there-" She pointed nonchalantly. "I would never be able to do this." And with that, she whistled. Taking attention of the attendant and one more living being.

"Arthur!" she yelled out. In a flash, a white horse approached from the bushes, leaving the King dumbfounded. Rose ran faster than the attendant already so it didn't take long for her to reach the horse. With one graceful move, she flung herself on him and was ready to make her way towards the exit.

"Who are you? Where are you taking the horse?" the attendant still tried to shout, when seeing the girl urging the horse on. Rose just half turned to grin at the attendant and winked at the King, now hiding behind the bushes (as he had enough time now to come down the tree), looking at her in astonishment.

And with one last hop Rose disappeared inside the fifty-first century spaceship.

On the other side of the spaceship, the newly reformed trio were walking around, looking for a certain someone. The Doctor coming first, then Jack and Mickey. After making a few turns there and there, the Doctor abruptly stopped, making Mickey crash into his back.

"Ouch." Mickey rubbed his nose. The Doctor completely ignored him and faced Jack.

"What were you doing in eighteenth century France anyway?" He raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

Jack smirked at him. "France, Doc. That's all that matters." The Doctor just rolled his eyes at him.

"Yeh yeh." He dismissed him with a hand. "But why eighteenth century?"

Jack shrugged nonchalantly. "Had to meet one of the most famous women in France history."

"Who?" The Doctor shook his head, confused.

"Reinette." Jack looked at the Doctor in disbelief.

"And how's she famous?" the Doctor persisted, not yet getting it.

"Reinette Poisson?" Jack raised an eyebrow at him.

"Who's that?" Mickey was completely oblivious.

"Reinette Poisson?!" The Doctor seemed to be getting it now. His mouth began to twitch in a smile. "Later Madame Etoiles? Later still mistress of Louis the Fifteenth, uncrowned Queen of France?" The Doctor was now beaming in excitement. "Actress, artist, musician, dancer, courtesan? Fantastic gardener!" he exclaimed. "Brilliant!" No wonder Rose was talking about the dancing floors. They were in Versailles!

"I only chose the best." Jack bowed gracefully.

"Oh, don't even start that." The Doctor grimaced at him. "You take everything and everyone living."

"With a rule to not miss the very best." Jack smirked.

"So, hold on. Who's this gardener?" Mickey frowned.

Jack laughed at that, the Doctor just rolled his eyes. "Time you get more history lessons, Mickey dipery boy," he mocked and began to walk further inside. "Come on!" He urged them both with his hands.

They didn't have to walk long before they spotted a glass window on their left.

"It's France again. We can see France," Mickey announced.

"So this is how you found me." Jack looked through the window excited.

"Weell." The Doctor trailed off. "If you consider an eighteenth century fireplace a time window, which obviously has no glass in it. Fireplaces were not made of glass back then. And honestly, glass was not exactly a trend for eighteenth century. And a window is not really a fireplace. Or other way around. A fireplace is not exactly a window. You would really have to stretch the term to get there..." He grimaced in thought. "Blimey. What a muddle." He cleared his throat. "Anyway. If you think like thaaaat, then... I guess." He nodded nonchalantly. "That's how we've met."

"But this is amazing!" Jack breathed the sight. "You could have spied on me my whole life there and I wouldn't have even known." He shook his head, smiling.

"Believe me, it's the last thing on my schedule." The Doctor gave him a look. And before Jack could comment on that, he added. "Now, no time to waste. We've still got one passenger missing," he exclaimed blithely and turned around just to freeze in his tracks.

Before him, face to face, he found himself staring at the mouth of a certain white being, which his Time Lord's senses identified as a horse, who whinnied in his face, bouncing his head. Jack couldn't stop snickering at that.

When Rose hopped back inside the spaceship, she was grateful how two worlds worked there. As soon as they stepped inside, the white double doors shut itself off, erasing themselves of their existence.

"Convenient." Rose grinned at the sight. And then turned to face forwards. "Come on, Arthur, let's find our designated driver." She grinned to herself and they resumed their jouurney through the spaceship.

They passed a few corridors, which were empty. Good. No droids in the horizon. Until she heard a couple of voices echoing from somewhere on her right. She smiled at the sounds and moved with the horse along the way.

Before long, she spotted three all too familiar faces, bickering with each other. Men. Rose chuckled silently. She saw how the trio stopped to look at the time window and Rose thought it was an opportunity for her to make an entrance. She led the horse the way and stopped just a bit ahead of the trio. What she didn't expect was that the Doctor would be so completely oblivious to his surroundings, that he nearly mouth-crashed with Arthur.

The Doctor stood there, blinking at the white one in front of him, Mickey was looking all puzzled about what was the horse doing in spaceship, and Jack wouldn't stop laughing. Rewind that. Jack? Where did Jack come from?

"Jack!" Rose squealed in happiness, as she jumped off the horse, making the Doctor flinch and blink at her some more, Mickey coming to senses that not only horse was on spaceship but that Rose came on top of it. Only Jack was beaming at her, as she flung herself in his embrace.

"Rosie! Uh, good to see you." He wrapped his arms around her tightly. Both of them laughed in a bliss.

"You're here! How comes you're here?" Rose beamed at her friend, when they parted from their hug.

"Came to have a chat with Madame de Pompadour." He smirked at her meaningfully.

"You didn't..." Rose gapped at him with eyes wide. Jack just laughed, shrugging.

"You are kidding, aren't you?" The Doctor came forward now with furrowed brows.

"As much as I would love to tease you some more-" Jack began. "I have to say that...no. I only had a good time becoming her friend."

Everyone sighed in relief. "Ei!" Jack clearly hurt. Rose patted on her friend's shoulder, laughing.

"Blimey, look at this guy," Mickey muttered, looking at the glass window. "Who does he think he is?" He frowned.

"The King of France." Rose spoke softly, beaming at the sight.

"How do you know?" The Doctor looked at her questioningly.

"Oh, I might have gone on a stroll to meet The King of France." Rose shrugged nonchalantly, but a smile tugging on her lips.

"You did what?" the Doctor asked in bewilderment.

"That's where I fetched Arthur," she continued.

"Arthur?" Mickey and Jack asked in unison, later glancing at each other uncomfortably.

"The horse there." She gestured to him, who only whinnied, nodding his head.

"Good name for a horse." The Doctor looked approvingly at her. Considering it was you who named him, but oh well.

"So, what've you been up to?" Rose asked him, grinning.

"Oh, this and that," he began blithely, watching the king as he stood before the mirror. "Met the adult version of Reinette, who was in fact a future aristocrat of France, but I guess you knew that already," he muttered. "Oh, and picked this one up." He gestured to Jack, who just winked at them.

"See these?" The Doctor pointed at the glass. "They're all over the place. On every deck. Gateways to history. But not just any old history..." He placed a finger on the glass, as Reinette entered the room, the King turning around to face her. "Hers."

"Time window..." He wandered in his thoughts. "Deliberately arranged along the life of one particular woman." In a more casual voice. "A spaceship from the fifty-first century stalking a woman from the eighteenth." In a non-understanding voice. "Why?" he whispered, looking confused. Then he narrowed his eyes. "Although..." He turned to Rose. "You said you've met the King?" Rose just nodded. "Then maybe it's not her, but the whole family..." He turned to face the window again.

"No, it's her," Rose corrected him. The Doctor raised an eyebrow at her.

"When I met him..." Rose locked her gaze to the Doctor. "The King," she said in a low voice, a smile making its way. The Doctor tilted his head, making it look like he was not impressed at all. "Anyway," Rose continued. "When I met him... Reinette was there too."

"What, so you've already met an adult version of her?" The Doctor sounded a bit disappointed.

"No no, not yet." Rose shook her head, chuckling. "I just saw her. Didn't talk to her. But that still makes the windows following her."

"You saw her but didn't talk." The Doctor looked at her puzzled.

"I can't tell. I promised." Rose laughed. The Doctor just raised an eyebrow at her.

"How long have you been standing there?"

Reinette's voice caught their attention. "Show yourself," she demanded, and with that, the group saw how the figure, standing in the corner of the room, turned suddenly and revealed itself to be one of the clockwork droids. It didn't take long, before it started to advance.

On the instant, the Doctor grabbed the fire extinguisher from Mickey and swung the mirror around, stepping back into Reinette's world, followed by Rose, Mickey and Jack.

"Hello, Reinette. Hasn't time flown?" the Doctor greeted her casually while walking past her, towards the droid.

"Fireplace man!" Reinette exhaled, as she then spotted the others. "The right hand and Jean? I thought I would never see you again." She smiled at Jack.

"I'm terribly sorry for my sudden departure." Jack came forward to give her a kiss on the hand.

"You told me you could disappear that way one day. I don't blame you," she said softly.

"No time for flirting. Matters at hand," the Doctor called out for their attention, as he sprayed the droid with the fire extinguisher until it become immobile. He then threw the extinguisher back to Mickey. The droid started to click and whirr loudly.

"What's it doing?" Mickey asked, looking wide-eyed at the droid.

"Switching back on." The Doctor took a step forward, closer to the droid. "Melting the ice."

"And then what?" Mickey asked again, concerned.

"Then it kills everyone in the room," the Doctor announced, looking at the droid.

In a second, the clockwork droid's arm shot out towards the Doctor's throat. Luckily he jumped back and backed away.

"Focuses the mind, doesn't it?" He spoke lightly, addressing the clockwork woman. "Who are you? Identify yourself," he commanded, his hands in his pockets.

The droid bent its head, but did not answer.

"Order it to answer me," the Doctor told Reinette, feeling a bit annoyed to be ignored.

"Why should it listen to me?" she asked, confused.

"I don't know," the Doctor began blithely, walking towards Reinette. "It did when you were a child." He leaned towards her ear to whisper. "Let's see if you've still got it."

Rose grimaced at that gesture and as the Doctor caught her eyes, he moved his head slightly to the sides in a mocking manner. Rose frowned at him. Clearly going all out for the game.

"Answer his question." Reinette spoke to the droid. "Answer any and all questions put to you," she ordered in a firm voice, feeling the backup at her side. All her life mysteries gathered in one room.

With that, the droid lowered its arm and began speaking. They learnt that it was the repair droid seven and that they haven't moved because they did not have the parts.

"Always comes down to that, doesn't it?" Mickey laughed. "The parts."

"What's happened to the crew, where are they?" the Doctor continued asking.

"We did not have the parts," the droid repeated.

"There should have been over fifty people on your ship," the Doctor persisted. "Where did they go?" he asked with wide eyes.

"I think I have a vague idea..." Jack muttered, as the droid repeated once more.

"We did not have the parts."

"Fifty people don't just disappear!" the Doctor countered the droid, moving forward. "Where-" When it dawned on him. "Oh," he exhaled. "You didn't have the parts, so you used the crew," he said faintly.

"The crew?" Mickey asked, not understanding.

"I found a camera with an eye in it..." Rose spoke, making the Doctor turn to face her. "And there was a heart... wired in to machinery." Okay, she did not see them this time, but it was clear it was the same situation.

"It was just what it was programmed to. Repairing the ship any way it can, with whatever it could find." The Doctor spoke, as he glanced the droid over. "No-one told it the crew weren't on the menu." He spoke with his mouth still parted, and teeth clenched, his gaze on the droid. "What did you say the flight deck smelt of?" The Doctor titled his head to Mickey's side.

"Someone cooking," Mickey answered, lowering his gaze.

"Flesh plus heat," the Doctor said faintly. "Barbeque," he uttered the word with a stronger meaning.

Just hearing that, Reinette was already starting to look sick. As she swayed slightly to the side, Jack came over to hug her shoulders to still her.

"But what are you doing here? You've opened up time windows, that takes colossal energy. Why come here," the Doctor considered. "You could have gone to your repair yard. Instead you come to eighteenth century France?" Again looking at the droid. "Why?"

"One more part is required," it announced, its head jerking towards Reinette. The Doctor, Mickey and Jack just stared at her, while Rose held her gaze firm at the droid.

"Then why haven't you taken it?" the Doctor asked faintly, looking back at the clockwork.

"She is incomplete," it announced, as its head tilted towards Rose now. "We'll take the spare part." Just as the words echoed inside the room, its its arm shot up and it started to march towards Rose.

"Not a mere inch further," the Doctor warned it in a low voice, pointing a sonic screwdriver directly at him, covering Rose. Jack tightened his grip on Reinette.

Rose didn't know what to think. They were after her too. Even before all this timeline reset thing, they told her she was compatible. Compatible as what? The brain? Spare brain for them to use until Reinette?

"Why them?" Jack suddenly asked, making everyone turn to face him.

"We are the same."

"We are not the same," Reinette was now getting angry. "We are in no sense the same!"

"We are the same."

"Get out of here!" She advanced, commanding him, as she let herself loose of Jack's grip. "Get out of here this instance!"

"Reinette, no." The Doctor tried to reason with her, but in the same instant the droid teleported out.

"It's back on the ship." The Doctor dashed towards the window, looking frantic. "Rose, take Mickey and Arthur, get after it. Follow it, don't approach it." He pointed at them. "Just watch what it does."

"Mickey and Jack can take Arthur, I have other plans," Rose said nonchalantly and gone further inside the room. The Doctor looked at her with horrified eyes.

"Where are you going? Come back here!" he tried to call out for her, but Rose already left the room. The Doctor began to pace in place; one time stepping outside the time window, another back inside the room, then again inside the time window and back forth. Forget wandering off when he was gone, now she became so bold as to disappearing in front of his eyes.

"Doctor!" Jack's voice startled him. "We're going after it, you take care of things here." And with that, both men with the horse left, Jack saluting just before disappearing on the other side.

The Doctor shook his head, looking all nervous and worried. With one last glance, he decided to advance towards Reinette.

"Reinette, you're going to have to trust me. I need to find out what they're looking for, there's only one way I can do that." He looked at her intensely. "Won't hurt a bit," he whispered, and after a small nod of Reinette, he placed his fingers on her temples. Both of them closing their eyes.

"Fireplace man..." she breathed. "You are inside my mind." She talked in disbelief.

"Oh dear, Reinette," the Doctor exhaled. "You've had some cowboys in here."

Seconds after Rose dashed out of the room, Rose gasped once again at the spectacular view before her. The great big mansion, the palace looked nothing like in the movies. It was so much more. The gigantic swirling staircase lead the way to the enormous hallway. Rose sprung around herself, breathing the view.

"It's you!" a voice shook her. "It is really you."

She then saw the King approaching her with a big smile on his face.

"The King of France!" Rose beamed at him, as she marched her way forwards. The King raised an eyebrow at her. Only then Rose realised how bold she must had looked like.

"Oh. I'm... sorry, is this the time where I have to bow?" she asked shyly, slightly laughing, making the King laugh himself.

"No. That's quite alright. I don't expect my Lucky Guardian to bow to me." He smiled at her warmly.

"Lucky Guardian?" Rose raised an eyebrow at him.

"That time you really helped me out. I even thought of a possibility it all being a dream. Now, that I see you before my eyes, it's hard to believe what I see." He smiled and extended his hand, tugging a loose string of Rose's hair under her ear. Rose started to look nervous. That was not how she wanted things to progress.

Feeling her distress, the King retreated immediately. "I'm terribly sorry. It was not my place to do this to the higher being." He spoke faintly.

Higher being?

"W-what?" Rose stammered, blinking.

"You're not from this world I hear," he answered her. "I didn't want to believe. The stories I heard from Reinette were so unbelievable. Visitors from another world!" He laughed in disbelief. "But now I see it all true."

Rose began smiling at that. "Reinette talked about us?"

"Just with some close friends. I must thank you that I could become someone like that to her." He bowed to her gracefully.

"Oh no no." Rose shook her hands in front of her, feeling alarmed by that gesture. "Don't... don't do that. Really. That's just too weird." She laughed slightly.

The King just smiled at her and straightened himself up. "As a King of France I never had to bow to anyone. And I'm not planning to do so in the future. I bow to a being of another world."

"Okay..." Rose trailed off, chuckling nervously.

"Whom do I have to thank for such a pleasant surprise?" The King asked with enthusiasm.

"Oh..." She shrugged. Was battling with clockwork droids, which want Reinette's brain and for some reason mine too, then decided to visit the king. Right. Like that could be the answer. "Got a bit lost... on one of my missions." Was all she said, but it seemed to be enough to gain even more respect from the King.

"Oh, do you need a tour then?" He gestured gracefully towards the corridor.

"Oh no. I thank you, but I think it's time I go." Rose gave him an apologetic smile.

"So soon." He seemed sad. Then his face lit up like he had just thought of a brilliant idea. "Would you like to come to a ball this month?" He looked expectantly at her.

Rose's eyes widened at the offer she had just heard, her mouth slightly parted. Just like that? "Oh, um, ah..." She laughed slightly, the King watching her with adoration. "I think I'll not make it in time... In a month..."

"That's no problem at all. I'll wait for you to come," he reassured her, Rose smiled at him nervously.

"No, I mean..." Rose bit her lip. "I can't promise you the date really..." She trailed off. "I really just come and go. Don't know when I end up here again... You know what, let's just forget it." She tried to dismiss him.

"No no. That's alright," the King cut her off. "If you say four months - be it four months. If you say a year - be it a year. I shall wait for your return. Be it our future promise." He bowed slightly, taking her hand into his and placing a soft kiss.

Rose blushed slightly. "Alright... I will-" She gestured to the side with her head. "Go, then." As she started to depart. Then she suddenly stopped, making the man look at her questioningly, as she advanced towards him.

"I'm Rose, by the way," she announced, looking in the confused man's eyes. "My name," she added. "I prefer called that, rather than the being of another world." She smirked at him and with that, turned around to dash upstairs, towards the room, where her world was located at.

"If there is anything you don't want me to see, just imagine a door and close it," the Doctor instructed Reinette, as he began walking among her memories. "I won't look." After a short pause. "Ooh.. actually... there's a door just there."

Reinette opened her eyes for a moment, grinning slyly.

"You might want to clo- ooh." The Doctor still with eyes closed. "Actually, several."

"To walk among the memories of another living soul..." Reinette spoke softly, her eyes closed once more. "Do you ever get used to this?"

"I don't make a habit of it," he whispered. "What age are you?" the Doctor suddenly asked, grimacing questioningly.

"So impertinent a question so early in the conversation." She opened her eyes to look at him once more. "How promising." She winked at him, although, he didn't see it.

"No, not my question - theirs." The Doctor oblivious to that. "You're twenty-three and for some reason, that means you're not old enough."

Suddenly Reinette flinched. The Doctor was quick to feel it, as he began apologizing.

"Sorry, you might find old memories reawakening. Side effect."

"Oh, such a lonely childhood..." she breathed.

"It'll pass. Stay with me." He tried to soothe her.

"Such a lonely life..." She spoke softly again. "But that light..."

"You have not been lonely in your life. And what light?" The Doctor frowned at that.

Then Reinette gasped. "Oh Doctor, that golden light in your life. The Bad Wolf," she exhaled, making the Doctor jump back from her, looking at her with frantic eyes.

"How did you do that?"

"A door, once opened, can be stepped through in either direction..." she explained to him. The Doctor just stared at her, all vulnerable.

"I might have wanted something more from you before," she began softly. "But now I see that it was never my place to take." She smiled warmly at him, the Doctor just stared at her in disbelief.

"It's everyone's dream to have someone, who brings so much light in one's life. Treasure it, my Doctor." She cupped his face, caressing it slightly.

"I can't," the Doctor whispered, closing his eyes.

"I have never seen anything like it," she whispered, fondly. "It may have been my first time to see someone's mind, but what I saw was beyond any dream. Such loneliness, such sadness, and such hope." She forced him to look at her, as she felt him bury the light under the steel doors. "Don't be scared of it. Don't hide it. It's your chance." She shook his head a bit to make her point.

Everything was alright. He was just going to live on, leaving Rose's secret behind him, just to stay closer with her for some more. But then Sarah Jane saw his inner turmoil, shaking him - making him snap at Rose in a way he didn't ever meant to and thus, triggering her to tell him about her travels. And that made him feel better. He felt like a heavy burden left his shoulders, he could stay with her for some more.

And just when he was starting to simply enjoy himself, he had to confuse Reinette with her and kis-...No no no. He didn't harbour such feelings. Not him. He wouldn't have let himself. That was a mistake. Rose was everywhere in his life, so he accidently slipped up. It was nothing more. Or so he thought. Because then, Reinette done something, which left him bare to the core. She looked inside his soul and saw her there. Something he deliberately tried to brush away, was there, embracing his very soul.

And when he saw her standing there, in the doorway, looking at him with clear concern in her eyes, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

to be continued...

Okay, this episode is, difficult, to say in the least, and I'm going to create the third part... I guess this a practise for season 3. It's a bit hard when you have to rewrite almost everything...But! I guess it's fun. Await more different bits in the next part. Already have it more or less planned, but thought that it was time to cut the chapter off.