Hey guys, I'm really sorry about this huge wait. New job, mixed with moving, led to me putting this on the back burner until I felt comfortable. I really appreciate all of the support I got while I was gone, and wanted to reassure you guys that I'm not gone forever or anything, and now I'll be writing consistently for the next couple months at least, so let's get some stuff done!

Crevasses At the Edge of the Mind/Quarterfinals Day 1

It had been silent for almost 45 minutes. Precisely 43 minutes, 24 seconds, actually. Samus looked at her watch. She only had another hour before she met with Lucina for film study. But she was torn.

"You don't have to stay with me. I'm perfectly capable of handling myself." Zelda was sitting at her desk. Samus would normally accept her words and take her leave, but Zelda was acting peculiar, to say the least. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes had dark rings around them, indicative of a very poor night's sleep. She kept rocking back and forth on her chair, flipping through book after book. She wasn't wearing any of her normal clothes, wearing a loose tank top and shorts. She had also neglected to wear makeup. Samus caught herself staring. Zelda just looked so … vulnerable, yet cute, in a studious librarian wa-

What am I saying? Samus shook herself back into reality. She took a deep breath, and spoke. "Sorry, Zel, but you look like hell." Zelda shrugged, almost defeated. "It's not like you! Can you tell me what's wrong?" she felt her voice strain.

Zelda handed her a book. "I tried to kill Robin's manager last night," she admitted, "It was all so foggy. Too foggy." Samus looked at the cover. Telepathy and Kinesis was the title.

"You think someone's messing with your head?" Samus asked. Zelda nodded blankly. Samus felt a tinge of anger. Zelda was high-strung, maybe a bit prudish, and the Triforce of Wisdom made her a little paranoid, but she was a good person. She didn't deserve to have her head messed with.

"That's not all."

Samus looked back at Zelda. She was staring at the floor, shaking. Samus stood up from her chair, covering the ground between them faster than even she thought she could. She held Zelda's hand. "What else happened?"

"Someone or … something is amplifying my Triforce." Zelda felt the tears roll down her cheeks. "I know that Robin, Lucina, Mewtwo, and Bowser have all been in my head, Samus." her voice was raising, her words tumbling together, frantic and almost incoherent. "Everyone's getting into my head and all of my anxieties are right there, phantoms just … waiting for me to crack, and now I'm wasting your time and you'll leave just like …" Zelda gasped. Samus had wrapped her arms around the princess, and Zelda could feel her uneven breathing.

"I'm not leaving you, alright," Samus was giggling a little, "You're my best friend in this mental ward. You're never wasting my time." The bounty hunter looked at Zelda. Her big blue eyes were wide, emoting both joy and shock. "I'm not gonna die, alright? And whoever's messing with you is gonna have to deal with me." Zelda nodded blankly. "I'll talk to Mewtwo, Lucy, and Robin," Samus continued, "I'll even take care of Bowser if you want. Maybe they have an answer."

Zelda was quiet. "What should I do?" she asked meekly.

"The only thing you need to do is apologize to Anna, okay?" Samus answered, "I'm sure she'll want to apologize as well."

Zelda nodded. "Alright," she said, "I'll need to get ready." Samus immediately stood up and started moving towards the door. "Wait," Zelda said, "It's okay if you want to stay." The bounty hunter felt her face go red, before she stammered out a response.

"N-nah! It's okay!" she said nervously, "I should go help you investigate and get to film study!" With that, Samus walked stiffly out of the room, closing the door a little too fast. "I'll see you later!" Zelda sighed to herself, before somberly walking into the bathroom.

"So you saw yourself dying?"

"Yeah, it doesn't exactly bode well, does it?"

Robin and Bowser were sitting in a small garden, sipping tea, accompanied by Peach, Fox, and Rosalina. With Samus and Lucina studying for their fight, Rosalina had insisted that Robin and Bowser be invited to their weekly tea party. Fox was there because of the crumpets.

"Yeah, it seems pretty dark, honestly," Bowser concurred, "Are you sure nothing else was in your dream?"

Robin contorted his face as he thought to himself. "... Well, some of my friends were birds," he finally said, "does that have any significance?"

"Birbs?" Fox said, mouth filled with crumpets, "Seemth like a nermble nightmare." Peach hit the pilot in the back of the head.

"Stop talking with your mouth full, or I'm never inviting you here again." she said menacingly. As the fox nodded quickly, she turned her attention to Robin. "Anything else from your little shindig last night?" Peach asked, "Metaknight told me some interesting tales from the party."

Robin sipped his tea, nonplussed. He raised his eyebrow slightly. "Honestly, I have no idea what you mean."

"Right. Read any good books lately?" Robin struggled to keep his tea in his mouth, as Peach was giving him a scathing look. Honestly, it was hard enough, drinking scalding hot tea. Her looks of suspicion only increased his nervousness.

Robin finally gulped the tea down. "I've perused the histories of several worlds while I've been here." he responded, "Some poetry, fables, that kind of thing." He took another sip of his tea.

"Military strategy?" Fox perked his ears up as the other members of the tea party looked at the tactician. This time, Robin was unfazed. His gaze darkened. Peach kept her quiet fury focused on him, refusing to back down. "Maybe some books on the Hylian culture?"

"Oh," Robin said quietly, "That too."

"Samus told me that Dedede gave you something of interest." Peach continued. Robin raised an eyebrow. Samus was at the party? Did he miss something? "And your friend was spying on Zelda, so …"

"I heard," Robin interrupted, "But I didn't appreciate her calling said friend a hussy, if we're playing this game." Peach's face turned red.

"Okay, Zelda really did mess up in a terrible way, but that doesn't make my question invalid," Peach was frowning, embarrassment oozing from her words, "I mean, do you even know what it is or where it came from?"

Robin shrugged. "It's a simple leather-bound book, worn. Dedede wouldn't disclose the previous owner, but it's about Hylian culture and legends."

Fox swallowed up the last crumpet. "Seems kinda weird that Dedede wouldn't tell you where he got it from, though." Robin nodded.

"I've been investigating it," he said, "It's likely an old manuscript by either an elder or historian. It's very detailed, but there's no author marked anywhere in the work."

"Quite the gift, Robin," Peach said, "Why would he give you something like that?"

Robin twiddled his thumbs, his face screwed in thought. "I may have attempted to make a … deal with him," he said with trepidation, "Attendance to his party in exchange for knowledge about Hyrule." The looks on everyone's faces confirmed his worries. Even Bowser looked at him worriedly. "I know, not my best moment, but I like knowing as much as I can about the people around me."

"As logical as that may be, there are problems with your line of thinking." Rosalina finally spoke up, catching everyone's attention. It wasn't Robin's imagination from last night. Even with her quiet voice, something about how she talked demanded silence. "Why don't you ask Zelda and Link for help in your endeavors? I'm sure they could give you assistance." Robin shifted in his seat, awkwardly attempting to avoid Rosalina's gaze.

"I've always gotten this …" Robin paused, trying to find an appropriate word, "negative feeling from Zelda. I'm not teamed up with Ganondorf by choice, but I always felt that …" Another pause, "that she feels like I actively went to him."

"She doesn't trust you." Bowser confirmed. Robin nodded.

"And the idea of approaching Link never occurred to me," Robin continued, "I felt like doing my own research would do the least amount of damage." Rosalina seemed placated by Robin's answer, even if he himself didn't feel so pleasant about it.

"The damage may have already been done."

Samus walked into the garden, accompanied by Lucina. Both of them had clearly been training, towels lazily hung over their shoulders. As they approached the table, Lucina looked at Robin with perplexion. Robin shrugged. He was still confused by everyone freaking out over a book.

"Alright Sammy, what do you mean by that?" Peach grabbed at a basket for a crumpet, which was now empty, thanks to a vulpine pilot. Fox suddenly became very interested in the immaculate lawn. Peach grumbled.

"Zelda's been having visions," Samus began, noticing Peach's shrug, "worse visions than usual, if that helps. And it seems like other people are bleeding into her 'dreamscape'" The reactions were mixed. Bowser, Robin, and Lucina seemed worried and embarrassed. Fox and Peach looked confused, and Rosalina had closed her eyes, lost in thought. It seemed that Zelda was right: At least three people had been in her dreams.

"Dreamscape? I mean, that still doesn't explain last night." Peach was biting her lip. "I mean, Zelda's prickly sometimes, but she's never fought somebody before."

Samus frowned. "Well, that leads to my second point," She continued, "Zelda believes that someone might be interfering with her Triforce or something."

"What would that possibly do?" Now it was Bowser's turn to ask a question. "How do you even do that?"

"Well," Samus continued, "Zel was reading about psychics and the like …" Robin waved her off, halting the bounty hunter's talk. His face was grave, brow furrowed in thought.

"Hmmm, it makes sense," He said, "someone with powerful psychic abilities can read minds. It's feasible that someone could implant ideas or influence decisions."

"Or she could just be crazy." Bowser offered. Samus glared at the Koopa, who shrugged in apology.

Robin shook his head, lost in thought. "I don't know how she feels about me, but I've experienced something … similar. Maybe I can help."

"I'm not so sure she trusts you, Robin." Samus confirmed, "Anyone associated with Ganondorf tends to rate poorly with her." Robin tapped his fingers on his chin, humming to himself.

"Even so, I'd rather attempt to bridge this gap than let it sit." He said decisively, "I don't think I can do any harm. Well, any more harm."

Robin took another sip of tea as the room fell into a dull silence. Robin looked at a small digital clock hanging conspicuously on the wall near the entrance of the garden. It was almost time for his and Ganondorf's turn in the film room again. He bid farewell the other smashers, and entered the building again.

"Robin!"

He turned back towards the entrance. Lucina was jogging towards him, a look of worry set upon her face. He kept walking as soon as Lucina caught up, and she awkwardly shuffled into the same pace.

"What did you make of that, Lucina?" Robin asked, "You were rather quiet this time around."

Lucina bit her lip, "I'm not sure what you plan to do," she finally confessed, "You're not going to confront her, are you?"

Robin grimaced, "I'd … prefer to avoid conflict of any kind if possible," he said, "Naga knows how many people have beaten me up. Mostly women, in fact."

"Was that a joke?"

"Yeah, was it a good one?"

"You know I'm not the best judge of humor," Lucina smirked, "and it was a little dark for my tastes."

"Ah, well, I gave it a try."

There was a brief pause, before Lucina spoke up again.

"Samus mentioned a book."

"Yes, it's a book on Hylian history and culture."

"That's not all, is it?"

Robin sighed. "You're much more perceptive than your father." He muttered. Lucina frowned. "There's entire sections on the Triforce, military, and weaponry."

"That's a vast amount of knowledge for one book."

"Don't judge me too harshly for keeping that secret."

Lucina smiled, "Don't think me a fool, Robin," she said, "I think I know you well enough to understand why you intend on keeping this a secret. But don't you think you should at least ask a Hylian for help?"

"Link?"

"I was thinking Zelda. Bringing her into this investigation could convince her of your innocence, after all." Robin looked upward, thinking to himself.

"Seems duplicitous," Robin speculated, "Nothing like me at all."

Lucina rolled her eyes, reminding Robin a lot of Severa. "I'm sure you'd never do anything with two goals in mind." She gave Robin a quick smile. "I have to go, I promised Severa a 'chat' in 15 minutes."

"Lovely. Send her my love, won't you? I can't properly embarrass her from so far away." Robin took note of the princess's blush before heading down another hallway, into the film room. Ganondorf was already inside, chomping away at a piece of oddly shaped fruit. Robin raised an eyebrow at the Gerudo.

"What?" He mumbled, "It's a healthy food."

Robin took a seat next to the projector. "I was more interested in what you were eating, but if you want me to nag you about eating while we study…"

"I'm perfectly happy without the nagging, thanks." Ganondorf tossed the remaining core at a bin. A loud clang and curse from the Gerudo indicated a miss. "What do you have from your brilliant mind today, Robin?"

Robin looked through some files on the nearby tablet. The duo they'd be facing was familiar in several ways. There, on the screen, were the faces of Pikachu and Rosalina. Ganondorf took a sharp breath.

" … Really?" He moaned in despair. "That's our matchup?"

Robin nodded, recalling the shock he had received not twelve hours earlier; "Not ideal for us, but I propose it's entirely winnable."

"What's our chances?"

"If you follow my lead, they'll be better."

"What are our chances if I follow your lead?"

Robin chuckled darkly, "Not great."

He heard snoring from the table behind him, but Robin ignored it and kept talking. It had already been two hours, and Ganondorf was finally starting to lose focus. The hum of fluorescent lighting and smell of faux-lemon created a drowsy atmosphere; which is why Robin had cranked up the air conditioning and asked Anna to get him an air horn.

Most people hated long meetings and studying, but Robin was starting to recall his love for it.

" - and that's how we exploit a Luma's range and weight." Robin finished explaining to Ganondorf. The Gerudo stirred, blinking several times.

"Wazzat?" He asked, "I missed that."

Robin grinned, "Missed what?" He asked mockingly.

Ganondorf waved with his hand, "Y'know … most of that." With a forced sigh, Robin turned around.

"I guess I can give you a shortened version." He said. Ganondorf glowered at him.

"We've been here for two hours, so it would be appreciated," He grumbled, "I would like to get some time in the gym before the matches start." The sound of the airhorn snapped him into attention. Robin was now standing, trying his best to look authoritative.

"Is studying too hard for a conqueror?" Robin had done this multiple times with Chrom, with varying levels of success. "Do you think we're ever going to be capable of what someone like Falco can do? Flips and flying and beating people with pure athleticism? Look at us! I'm the bookish, yet roguish tactician and you're the equivalent of a human trebuchet! What can separate us is preparation!"

"This much, though?" was answered by another blast of the air horn.

Robin really lived for these moments.

It was another hour before the duo was finished preparing. Ganondorf stretched as he exited, almost running into the smaller figure of Anna, who slipped into the room. Robin had sat on the table, tossing the air horn between his hands, and had a smile on his face.

"I take it you used that quite a bit." Robin looked up at Anna, and passed the horn back to her.

"Yes, I thank you," he responded, "It became hard not to press it at times, but well worth it." Anna grinned, patting the tactician on the back.

"So what's up next for you, genius?" She asked as the duo left the room, "You two missed both fights."

Robin paused. "Oh?" he said, "I was not aware. Who won?"

"Guess. Zelda and Cloud faced Link and Bayonetta; Falco and Little Mac faced off with Metaknight and Bowser Jr."

"Never met Bowser Jr. and I barely know Bayonetta," Robin mused, "I suspect Falco and Little Mac won a close match." He looked at Anna expectantly.

"One for one so far, Robby." Anna smirked.

"I'm also guessing that Link and Bayonetta won-" Robin started. Anna's grin grew even wider. "Incorrect, I'm guessing?"

"Our favorite assault artist managed to pull out quite the upset." Anna replied. Robin looked at the merchant disapprovingly.

"I'm guessing you'd mind if we went and congratulated her, then?" He asked. Anna turned to face Robin.

"Is that where we're going?" Her tone was accusatory, "After last night?" Robin nodded, making Anna groan in frustration. "Robin, listen," she said, "I know that she's like, central in all this crap; but seriously, she's unstable!"

"While that worries me," Robin replied, "I can at least attempt to congratulate her. Let my intentions be clear so she no longer views me as a threat. That sort of thing." Anna raised an eyebrow.

"Well that's right down your alley." She muttered sarcastically. "Making deals with the devil."

"Are you questioning my integrity?" Robin feigned insult.

"I am questioning your sanity." Anna pulled out a small watch from her cloak. "We can watch some highlights, just so you can see what I'm talking about." A hologram emerged from the watch. Robin whistled.

"Neat thing, that." As he looked, he saw Zelda and Cloud enter the arena, followed by Link and Bayonetta at the opposite side. As they prepped, he saw Cloud attempting to communicate with Zelda. Whether or not she heard him was unclear, she didn't seem to respond. As the fight began, Robin saw Zelda immediately dart forward, straight into the path of Bayonetta's bullets. She was unfazed, and as she continued to attack the witch relentlessly, the camera shifted towards Link and Cloud, which had become a stalemate between two swordsmen. "They don't have much coordination," Robin commented, "and Bayonetta is a better fighter than Zelda." On the hologram, Cloud had finally broken the stalemate, but was now retreating towards the fight between Zelda and Bayonetta. In an instant, the witch had her attack blocked by Cloud, who was barking at the princess. Zelda frowned, turning her attention to Link. The fight continued, and with Cloud suddenly having a good close-range matchup, it wasn't long before he started pushing the witch back towards the edge. However, the camera was more focused on Link and Zelda. Link wasn't putting up much of a fight, which clearly frustrated the princess. Robin noticed her hand beginning to glow. Brighter and brighter. She leapt at Link and swung her leg at his chest.

The hologram shut off. Robin looked at Anna, dumbfounded. "What was that?"

"Don't know. Somehow Link only received minor injuries, but that attack was way above any tome level you can buy." Anna was somber. "It's a miracle that nobody was seriously hurt."

"So you're saying it doesn't bode well for me."

"I'm saying be careful, champ," Anna punched Robin in the shoulder, "She's small, but she's nuts and can do a number on you. You still thinking of going?"

"I am serious about where I intend to go and what I plan to do, though. You don't have to come with me."

"Trust me, I don't plan to," Anna responded, "Give me a week or so, but I'm gonna keep my distance." Robin nodded, and Anna made her way up a nearby staircase.

Zelda had cooped herself in her room immediately after the fight. They told her that Link had only suffered a bruised sternum from her lightning kick, but what bothered her wasn't the kick. There was intent behind her actions, and she felt sick to her stomach. Link was her friend, and she had tried to injure, maybe even kill him! What would everyone think? What would -

A knock on the door snapped her back into reality, as she almost leapt behind her bed, cowering. There was silence, followed by another sharp knock on the door. Zelda started shaking, and was about to yell, beg, plead for solitude when she heard a quiet voice on the other side of the door.

"Zel, it's me." Samus. Probably the only person she wanted to see at this moment. Zelda collapsed in relief. There was another moment of silence. "I don't have the keys to your room, so if you could open up …"

Zelda crawled over her bed, attempting to reach the doorknob. She barely managed to unlock the door, almost falling into the bounty hunter as the door swung open.

As Zelda scrambled back onto the bed, Samus closed the door behind her and slowly made her way around to an open chair. She was in casual attire; unlike Zelda, who hadn't changed from her dress. Samus casually brushed her hair aside before looking at the princess.

"You look like hell, sister."

"I … feel terrible, if that's what you mean."

"Yeah, you sure know how to make your friends worry about you!" Oh, I was that bad. "The media is already going on about how you're too unhinged to give an interview!" Really bad.

"Maybe I am, Samus." Zelda fell into her pillows limply, almost disappearing into the fluff. "I feel like I'm spiraling."

"Well, that's why I bought ice cream." Samus took out a carton of chocolate, with two spoons.

"No bowls?"

"I figured you were in a no bowl mood." Samus smiled. Zelda couldn't help but smile as well.

"Thanks, Sam," She said as she took a bite, "You know exactly how to cheer me up."

Samus turned away, much too quickly for Zelda not to be suspicious. She noticed the bounty hunter's face was flushed. "We're friends," Samus explained, "and I was just worried about you!"

"Yeah, but it still makes me happy. You're the only person that I feel comfortable with." Zelda finally admitted. Samus turned back to face the princess.

"Link? Peach?"

"Link isn't much of a talker. He's nice, but he focuses on his problems. I think he views me as above him." Zelda sighed, before continuing. "Peach is wonderful, but she's so … so overbearing at times. I feel like you're the only one who treats me like … a normal person."

Zelda felt a hand touch her shoulder. She looked at Samus. Lake Hylia seemed to be trapped in her eyes. How had she never noticed such brilliant blue eyes before...

"Zelda," Samus began, "I don't know how others view you, but you're … awesome. You do so much good in this world, and I want you to know that I'm here for you. I'll take on whatever you can't take on. I just need you to do whatever the you need to do to make yourself feel bet-" She was interrupted by Zelda pulling her towards her.

It was heaven. As Zelda broke the kiss, she found herself on Samus's lap, looking down upon her. Zelda smiled nervously. "Well, I'm no doctor, but that made me feel a lot better." She finally said. Samus chuckled at that.

"I haven't been kissed in years."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Zelda was blushing furiously now. "It must have been terrible. I've never kissed someone before." Samus gave the princess a coy look, before grabbing the back of her head, bringing her in for round two. Samus felt the heat coming from Zelda's body, desperately clinging to the bounty hunter. It was … strange, but Samus was a little preoccupied.

"Honestly, this is a left turn from what I expected, princess." she whispered in Zelda's ear. Zelda turned bright red. "I never thought that we'd be … like this." Zelda frowned at that, which told Samus that she had screwed up.

"Then why did you reciprocate?" she hissed back, almost as if she was keeping a secret from the walls. "I don't know what I'm doing!" she finally said, struggling to speak. "I mean, you're always looking out for me, and you do so much for me and you're so perfect and beautiful by the goddesses I need -" Samus brought her in again, stopping Zelda's words.

Samus smiled as they broke apart again. "Zelda, just because I didn't expect doesn't mean I didn't want it," Zelda was trembling in Samus's arms. Stop shaking you imbecile! You're a princess! Show some decorum! "I've had a … well, a crush on you for years. It's just hard to find the time and admit to someone. Especially if you aren't sure they'll return that feeling …"

"I-I don't know when this started, honestly," Zelda replied, "But I'd like for us to … to try." Samus ran her hand through Zelda's hair. It seemed like she was soaking in the moment, as if Zelda was something fleeting that wouldn't exist in another moment. It was about this time that Zelda realized that nothing could be this perfect. That Samus had forgotten to lock the door.

That at the door, staring at the scene unfolded before him, stood Robin. Apparently he had knocked, and the door swung open. Zelda felt herself being thrown onto the bed as Samus took two strides, grabbed Robin by the coat, and flung him into the room roughly. She then closed and locked the door.

"H-h-how much did you see?" Zelda tried to yell, but it came out as a whimper. She didn't trust Robin one bit, and now he had blackmail on her. The media might have a small field day, but the Hylians might not be so forgiving.

Robin winced as he tried to get up. "I don't think I saw much, but I'm glad I didn't show up any later than I did." Samus walked over to the tactician.

"You can't tell anyone about this, okay?" She hissed at him, "Not one soul."

"And I thought we were friends." Robin huffed. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Honestly, I'm happy you two finally figured it out." Samus and Zelda looked at each other, blushing furiously. "Yes, it is that obvious; and yes, all of us think it's sweet."

He got up and dusted off his jacket. "I came here to congratulate Zelda on her victory, though I can tell," He motioned to the discarded ice cream carton, which was starting to dribble onto the carpet, "That some sort of celebration was clearly on it's way."

Samus was about to speak, when Zelda touched her hand. Zelda looked at Robin in the eyes. "What do you want from me?" She said, quietly. Robin looked sad for a moment.

"Zelda, I get you don't trust me. I don't expect you to trust me." Robin pulled out a red leather book. It was the same one from the party. "But I would like to prove that my intentions are good. I've been reading through this, and I think it might be pertinent." Samus took the book from Robin, handing it to the princess. She eyed the cover. The Hylian wasn't quite proper, but she could make it out.

"Why help me?" She finally asked, "I tried to hurt your friend. I spied on you."

"You can apologize to Anna if you want. As for me, I'd spy on me too, so don't feel too bad." Robin lazily waved her off. "We don't have to be friends, but I'd like for us to work together. I know how it feels to feel like you have no control over yourself. If you ever want to talk, I'm here." He paused, looking at Samus sheepishly. "Though I suppose you do have a … substantial amount of support alread-"

"Alright alright alright!" Samus unlocked the door and ushered a smiling Robin out. "Out out out!" As she closed the door, Samus looked back at Zelda. "He's a good guy, he won't tell anyone," She said, attempting to reassure Zelda. The princess nodded.

"I know." She said, simply. "I didn't trust him before, but his expression … maybe I've misjudged him." Zelda looked at Samus. "More importantly, I want to know about you … about us."

"I thought I made my stance pretty clear." Samus said, grinning intensely. Zelda gave a faint smile.

"I was just thinking …" Her mind was meandering, "The Hylian courts don't look upon … this sort of thing ..." Samus touched the side of her face.

"Zel, we'll think about that when we get there," She brushed her hair out of her face, "Let's figure this whole mess out first. I'll read the first chapter out loud if you want to lie down." Zelda nodded, and stared blissfully as Samus attempted, rather poorly, to read ancient text. Maybe she wouldn't sleep well, but now the days would become something to look forward to.

The next chapter in the story is Quarterfinals Day 2! My writing is definitely rusty, given three months of almost no writing, but it's starting to come back, so any critiques, comments, and other things would be appreciated and loved! Thank you all for sticking with me! I'll respond to comments from the last couple chapters in the next one as well, so any questions are cool too!

Thanks for reading!