Hello, this is Pastrinator64 with another chapter from Hourglass!
I'M BACK! As I said in the previous messages—both of which I deleted just so the chapter count would line up with the actual chapters—I've been gone for so long due to school, this animation I'm working on, and relationship biz. Not typical relationship biz, though; I'm not some random middle school girl who broke up with her boyfriend six hours after getting together. Nobody likes to hear it, I get it.
Anyway, I finally got this frickin chapter done! I've been really stretched for time just because the project I mentioned is due next week and I've still got some animation to get done! I'm even going to add more after everything is said and done so that the Death Battle's battle itself has more meat to it.
Oh yeah, and I just realized that Hourglass has already passed the 100,000 word mark! Is that crazy or what?! Although, I'm pretty sure it's due to the fact that I couldn't get things in motion for eight whole chapters. -_- Yikes, that was a lot of procrastination. I was focusing too much on the side stories rather than the main one.
But now, here's some replies to reviews! :D
Replies to Reviews
Marshman101: Shwill do!
GeorgeousMcc: Actually, in VOiD, Gabe explained that he made the zombie sword with a stick and two pieces of zombie flesh along with the help of the mod he received during his time with the Knights of the Blocky Table. He stated that he only used it that one time because he found it to be a very unstable crafting recipe.
Badgerman: I have a bad habit of leaving plotholes all over my story, so that's one less to worry about. They could use Tanglera's legs still, by the way. Psycho Auconi kinda reminds me of Professor Stein—of Soul Eater, if you didn't already know—with his madness. :D Oh, and the Spherical Specter isn't the boss fight. You just wait and see...Mwahahahahahaha!
Volcanic the hedgehog: Nice to know you're sticking around!
Volcanic the hedgehog (again): Get rekt, I guess? XD
Volcanic the hedgehog (AGAIN): Listening. It's the hardest part of life...
Volcanic the hedgehog (...yeah): I HATE it when I find awful typos like that. -_-
Stormblaze101: Did you end up doing well on the test, or what?
Badgerman: It's really been two years, huh? For some reason, it feels a whole lot longer. I actually joined FanFiction in 2012, but I didn't post my story until 2013 came around. The only reason I didn't post earlier was because my account was having a boatload of problems for the longest time.
Badgerman: Yup, I'm back! I was always afraid of just dying out and leaving strings untied on the story.
Nwinds: Good ol' Nwinds! :D
1. Thing is, I keep forgetting to read over my chapter before I post it. When the time comes to posting, I get all eager to get it out there and I can't stop myself. It's something I'm going to try and stop. Hopefully, I can quit cold turkey.
2. Pfft. Google Translate. XD
3. I'd have to look back on that, but I'm pretty sure he just ended up catching up with them. At least, that's as far as I can recall.
4. Definitely. :)
Volcanic the hedgehog (again?): Heck yeah!
Guest: I never read anything by Mellifluousness, though I heard she's really good. Also, do you have a favorite Death Battle? Mine's Link vs Cloud. Oh, and the other character I'm using is the main character of my first written series. I started it a long time ago, though, so the earlier books are kinda...sucky. It actually got really good as I was maturing as a writer, but I couldn't use it anywhere. That's why I started this series in the first place.
Nwinds: School's just...bleh. There's really no word to describe it. And the animation? It does take a ton of patience. Especially when you're like me, not having a lot of technology to work with! It looks nice on my computer, but I need to convert it into a video format using an older program that doesn't work as well and GAH! It's a little frustrating. This computer's eight years old, I tell you! D:
Love all the comments, you guys! :D And once again, lots more QAA down below! Like I said before, I appreciate the character questions, but I would appreciate it even more if you also did a little bit of critiquing for my story. No pressure, just a suggestion.
Now, let the story commence!
Chapter 22: All the Colors of the Wind?
POV: Bailey – Astrid
"Come on, Bailey! We're definitely going to make it to the gem first!" declared Astrid, sprinting down the passageway with just as much energy as she had an hour ago. "Just look at that bright light up ahead!"
Bailey was hardly able to keep up with her. She was used to riding Butterball long distances rather than running them, so she was having some difficulty maintaining a steady pace. It was a good thing their bonds snapped way back there, otherwise she'd have her knees all scuffed up and cut from being dragged around by Astrid.
"Oh, Butterball, why'd you have to die so suddenly? I miss you so much..." she thought to herself, gut twisting up at the thought of her beloved pet.
Her eyes started to become moist, but she forced herself to push them back; she needed to be the strong, mature adult of the group. She was the only one over the age of 18 at the moment, so it was kind of her responsibility. Besides, if what Astrid said was true, she'd need all the strength she could get.
"I can only imagine how horrible the Unforgiven Spawn are...or is it the Unforgivable Spawn? Ah, whatever. I guess it doesn't really matter. Hopefully we aren't the first ones there; I don't want to take this thing on with only Astrid to help."
Up ahead, Astrid shielded her eyes from the light as it got brighter with every step she took forward. Suddenly, Astrid's instincts made her come to an abrupt halt at the very end of the stone channel. She paused for a few seconds before lifting a hand to the opening and slowly extending it into the room ahead. A powerful wind caught her palm, pushing her hand back.
"Oh, wow." she murmured, pushing hard into the wind to keep her hand from being pushed back. "Whatever's in there is whipping up quite the storm!"
Bailey brought up the back end of the duo moments after the words left Astrid's mouth. She raised her head slightly to see over Astrid, shading her eyes with one hand as she tried to make out the blurred shapes in the next room.
"What's going on in there?" she shouted over the rushing wind.
Astrid shrugged and shouted back,
"Dunno! Let's try and get in there and find out!"
She immediately tried pushing with all her strength against the wind, slowly but surely making her way into the room. Bailey stayed half-crouched behind her, protecting her from the force of the wind. When they had made it three blocks into the cave, Astrid thrust her free hand at the ground, forming a silverfish stone block. She did it again, placing one on top of that. Now the wind rushed over the barrier and past them, so she was able to sit down and catch her breath.
"Holy butts in a can! That's some powerful wind!" Astrid muttered, a mix of exhaustion and exasperation in her tone.
Bailey quickly tore off her Blockpack, being careful not to let it get caught by the great airstream on either side of her. She took out a stack of cobblestone and started placing it on the sides and on top, expanding the defensive barrier to a more comfortable reach. 19 blocks later, she figured she could stop at 7x3. By now, Astrid was back on her feet and raring to go, taking out her sword and everything.
"Once we make our way to the source of these gusts, I'm slitting the Hellspawn's throat myself! ALRIGHT!" she declared, raising her sword heroically.
Apparently, Astrid forgot about the effects of the wind in half a second, because her sword was ripped right from her grip and tossed into the air, disappearing into the intense light that filled the space. Astrid froze in that position, expression turning from joyful to utterly horrified. It took a few seconds, but she was slowly able to lower her hand and sit down on the ground, proceeding to clutch her head painfully.
"This sucks on so many levels..." she moaned, gripping at clumps of dishwater-blonde hair. "I'm never getting that back!"
Bailey sighed and reopened her Blockpack, searching around for a spare blade. Finding an unused iron sword, she handed it to Astrid and said,
"Well, if you'd been paying attention, you'd still have your sword."
Astrid glared up at her; she did not want to hear any of that at the moment. Nonetheless, she stood back up with a sigh and shouldered her new weapon.
"Still! I can manage without Medley."
Bailey tilted her head a little to the side, mildly confused at the name. What kind of a name was Medley? Astrid noticed her look and elaborated.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, raising a hand. "I called it Medley of Howls because of how awesomely deadly and assassin-like I was with it...but now it's gone."
Bailey merely rolled her eyes in response, turning back to the main problem. She handed a couple more cobblestone stacks to Astrid and nodded at the barrier.
"We can extend this all the way to the center if we build it one block further up each time. If you want to, er, slit the Unforgiven Spawn's throat, then I suggest you help me out here."
Astrid returned the nod, a more serious expression now taking form on her face. The two of them stepped toward the right edge of the cobblestone wall and continued placing one block after another, building it slowly towards the center. Every five blocks in one direction, they'd place a small wall two blocks ahead and jump behind that one, building in the other direction; that way, they wouldn't just end up hitting a wall.
It may have been a tedious process, but at least it kept them from getting brutally splattered up against the cave walls.
POV: Darcy – Kenneth
Darcy started to speed up when he saw the bright light around thirty blocks away. He had a pretty bad feeling about this, but he ignored it and let his curiosity take him.
"I know what they say about the light at the end of the tunnel, but there could be one bottler sight up ahead; I just can't miss it!"
Kenneth still managed to keep up behind Darcy, who far surpassed the dork in endurance. Once they reached it, Darcy skidded to a stop as his instincts kicked in just as Astrid's had. Kenneth must not have had as sharp of senses and he continued barreling forward, smashing into Darcy and pushing them up against the wall of wind. The rushing sounds blasted their eardrums painfully as Darcy tried to use Kenneth as a meat shield against the gusts of powerful air.
"GYAH! MAKE IT STOP!" he cried, Kenneth just plain screaming while his face was being blown full-force by the wind.
Kenneth clawed at the ground in front of him, trying to at least flick a finger in front of him. With much struggle, he lifted his right forefinger and used his Block powers; a command block was placed in front of them, sending the wind flying just above their heads while they lied flat on their stomachs. Kenneth was still a little big, so it ruffled his jelly rolls.
He placed another command block on top of that as well as two more on either side, giving them a more reasonable shield. Darcy cleared his throat, getting himself to focus again after that sudden ordeal. He quickly caught sight of the wall of command blocks, eyebrows raising.
"Well, I didn't even have to be a stickybeak to figure out that one, Kenny. Your Block power stood out like a shag on a rock. Can you actually use that thing?"
Kenneth slumped up against the side of the command block wall, winded (ha ha...puns) but still smiling.
"In some places, yes! It depends on who's the administrator, what kind of system it is, etc. Anyway, shouldn't we be getting to the center? There must be some new kind of jockey I've never seen before out there!" he said, squinting at the insanely bright light and wind rushing past them. "I can't identify the wind! There's no code at all!"
Darcy shrugged, trying to listen for something besides the rushing of wind as a possible clue.
"I don't know, mate! Maybe there's some nasty Whirlwind on Whirlwind action going on over there! Got any ideas on how to get there, or what?" he asked/screamed at Kenneth.
Kenneth pondered that for a moment, his thinking pose accenting the ring of fat on his neck. After a few seconds, he placed his Blockpack on the ground and started looking through it for something.
"I know I've got a couple pairs somewhere...AHA! Here they are!" he declared, lifting out two pairs of boots.
The boots didn't look all that special. They were colored a darker gray than regular iron with blue spots right on the curve before the toes. Darcy crossed his arms, giving the footwear a suspicious look.
"What're these, then?"
"These are sentry boots!" announced Kenneth, showing them off. "They protect the wearer from zephyr's gusts, but I might be able to modify them to keep us from being blown back by this wind. It's more of an unknown variable than I'm comfortable with, but I can try."
Darcy nodded to him in agreement. The sooner they found the source of this deadly draft, the better. Kenneth set the boots in front of him, right next to the command block, and placed a hand on the two, connecting them. He stayed silent, letting the hastening winds become mere background noise as his mind cleared and commands filled the empty space. To Darcy, it looked like Kenneth was just sitting there, nodding off to sleep. It was pretty dorky-looking, but at least it was doing something.
Probably.
Hopefully.
POV: Norman – Kelsey
Kelsey and Norman stood before the painfully-lit opening, squinting to see if they could make anything out ahead.
"Anything?!" shouted Norman, rubbing his eyes and continuing to stare.
Kelsey shook her head, pushing away her bangs to keep her vision clear.
"I can't see a thing! It's way too bright!" she shouted back.
Norman reached out with a hand and felt his hand being pushed against by a powerful force from inside the cave ahead. It felt like the force of a small tornado except that it was blowing everything away instead of sucking it in. He pushed harder, struggling to keep his hand in. He curled his fingers into a fist so they wouldn't get ripped off, but the force was still overpowering him. He retracted his hand and looked back at Kelsey, who was watching him curiously.
"Well, we aren't going to be able to push through this wind on our own. It's possible that we may be able to get above the wind's reach, though." he said, putting a hand on her shoulder suddenly. "Think you can make us a big staircase with your Block powers? All I've got are cobwebs."
Kelsey froze upon remembering how horribly she did with her ice Block powers (ha ha...more puns). The only time she'd ever done it right was when Mark asked her about Block powers in the beginning of her quest; she did without thinking because she was so focused on him, but...Norman was nothing like Mark. He was so much more serious and logical about stuff.
She did some quick thinking and put on a tired expression, sighing like she was exhausted.
"I have some cobblestone in my Blockpack, so we could use that. All those jockey fights back there were pretty tiring, so it's probably best that I don't use my powers at the moment.
Norman nodded in agreement, at least able to sympathize with her weariness; he thought of the time he used his cobweb abilities in the Spider Clan's cave and just how wiped he was afterwards. So, he took off his own Blockpack as Kelsey was doing the same, whipping out several stacks of cobblestone. It was kind of hard to run out of that stuff anyway.
"Let's get busy!" he said, eyes determined.
Norman centered his gaze on the first block in front of him past the entrance, placing a block there. Kelsey did the same, placing one next to his. Raising his head, he could see the blocks behind the placed ones and he placed another, then a third on top. All Kelsey did was follow his lead, soon helping him in creating a gradual staircase going up.
Norman stepped up onto the crude stairs and crouched so he wouldn't get blown back, repeating the process to get them higher and higher—Kelsey as well. They did this for another few minutes, reaching a height of ten blocks aboveground. Kelsey was just adding one more block up on their structure when she saw something move below them. She jerked her head down to look over the edge, staring at the blurred figures moving down in the wind. There were two of them, only they were moving at normal speed instead of being blown back.
"Uh, Norman?" she called, tapping him on the shoulder.
Norman turned back around to look at her questioningly. Without another word, she pointed down at the barely-visible ground. By the time Norman found the mysterious figures, they just barely went out of his view.
"What were those things? They couldn't have been our guys, could they?" he wondered, furrowing his eyebrows.
POV: Adrian – Auconi
The wind stung Adrian's eyes like nothing else. It was even worse than the flashing rainbow lights all around him. Still, he felt like he would have an epileptic seizure if this continued for much longer. The Spherical Specter had gone quiet after its brief introduction, which was odd for such a loud and obnoxious character like him. Adrian couldn't reach his Blockpack to save his life and all he had to put in front of him was grass. All he could do was stand there, pinned up against the wall of stone as the gusts threatened to take his hat off; now THAT would make him mad!
Suddenly, Adrian caught a glimpse of two figures walking past the stones and towards the center, apparently invulnerable to the wind. He squinted harder, but it was impossible to make out their hazy outlines. After a few seconds, they disappeared from view once more, leaving him to only wonder and wait...
Well, he wasn't waiting very long, because just moments later there was a massive bang, a couple of screams, and two flailing bodies being hurtled far above Adrian's head. After hearing a light thud in the background, Adrian felt the harsh winds start to pick up, pressing him painfully up against the stone. His hat was still on, miraculously, but he felt it loosen at the front, his eyes widening in fear.
"No, no, no, no!"
Just seconds later, the hat lost its grip and was flung right off, twirling around in the wind before snagging on the corner of a stone wall right in Adrian's line of vision. Before he could even prepare himself, his caught hat ripped wide open at the seams as it was torn from the corner of the stone, fluttering away like a pathetic dollar bill in the wind.
Adrian felt his blood begin to boil as his hat disappeared from sight in the blinding flash of colors around him. The wind could crush his skull and burst his veins, but it messed up his hat—which it literally just did—that was the last straw!
Rage made his blood boil in his head, coursing throughout the rest of his body and driving him against the wind. All of a sudden, Adrian's legs surged with power and he took a step forward into the wind, keeping his ground. He was seething, breathing heavily as the wind peeled his face, and grunted as his other foot came forward, stomping into the ground and maintaining his stance. He lifted his frying pan up to his face, shielding him from the wind as he took more steps, one after the other.
"NGH! Come at me, wind!" he grunted angrily, not breaking his pace as he pushed his way towards the center.
All of a sudden, Adrian's eyes landed upon the multihued block in the center that Auconi had set off a little while ago. With shaking hands, Adrian gritted his teeth and took out his iron pickaxe; he put one foot behind him, digging it into a crack in between the blocks of stone and solidifying himself. He lifted the mining tool, still driven by the image of his hat ripping in half.
And with all strength in his body, Adrian swung his pick back down on Arcuniris, making a small crack on its surface. He lifted it again, slamming it against the block a second time. He repeated this painfully slow process, slowly losing his stamina. He paused, heaving for breath as his anger was starting to be replaced by exhaustion.
"I'm...not...givin' up..." he muttered, grinding his teeth unintentionally hard.
Adrian took a deep breath and lifted the pick over his head, the tool threatening to fly away in the wind. Then, with the little amount of will and strength left in him, he swung it down and—
"OWWWWWW! What's the big deal, kid?!"
The wind suddenly disappeared completely, the flashing lights coming to a sudden stop as well. A head poked out of Arcuniris, covered by a musty gray hood. Adrian lowered the pick as well as his gaze, staring in shock at the random head. Even with the hood shadowing him, Adrian could tell who this guy was in an instant.
"It is you! Yer the Spherical Specter!" he exclaimed, eyebrows raised.
The Spherical Specter rose up out of the Arcuniris, taking it with him into one bony hand and rubbing his aching head with his other. The tiny sorcerer glared up at him with yellowish eyes.
"Oh really? What tipped you off, genius?" he snapped, wincing at the growing bruise underneath his cloak.
Adrian's confusion was quickly diminished as he was reminded of his trudge through the wind; he snatched up the Spherical Specter by the collar of his cloak, pulling him off of Arcuniris and holding his small figure up in the air threateningly. Instead of cowering, the Spherical Specter smiled and spoke before Adrian could say something.
"So, you've been enjoying your little curse, I presume? Heheheheh!"
Adrian merely smirked.
"Actually, I ain't been shaking a lot of folk's hands in the first place, so that curse ya put on me is about as useful as pig slop. Sorry it hasn't worked out too well, partner." he retorted, feeling rather satisfied with himself.
The Spherical Specter squinted at him, shaking his head a little at the sound of that.
"Curses...and I thought I wouldn't fudge it all up this time..."
The next second, Norman and Kelsey ran up to Adrian from behind.
"Adrian? Um, who's this?" Norman inquired, instantly suspicious due to the specter's mysterious appearance.
Adrian turned his gaze just a bit so he could look at the two of them and was about to explain, but was suddenly caught off guard by their new hairstyles and started laughing. Both the black and blonde heads of hair were hilariously messed up, with strands and patches sticking up all over the place.
"You two look like a wild boar snorted in yer hair!" he chuckled, looking from one to the other.
Norman lifted a hand to his head and felt his new do, trying desperately to fix it but failing. Kelsey couldn't help but laugh as he frantically smoothed his hair down, his face red from embarrassment. After he recovered, Adrian sighed and suddenly remembered what he'd been doing in the first place; he turned back to the Spherical Specter, but only found himself raising empty hands.
"Ha ha HA! Such foolery on your part, Mr. Grass!"
The three of them whirled around to see the Spherical Specter now floating high up in the air, doing a little balancing act on a gigantic ball of purple energy like some kind of circus clown. His grin visibly appeared beneath his hood as he lifted his hands in the air, glowing with his own purplish aura.
"COME FORTH, UNFORGIVABLE ONE! JOIN ME IN RIDDING MINECRAFTIA OF THESE FOOLS BEFORE US!"
Even though the winds were beginning to swirl and churn once more, and even though the room was darkening and flashing, everything all dramatic at once, Norman felt like he was running through the motions. He'd seen enough crazy transformations and intimidating monster boss things to know that things were gonna get real.
Although, he was greatly surprised by the creature that materialized before him; it was unlike anything he'd ever seen! More grotesque and blood-chilling of an appearance than the Glitch itself!
Yup. Things were gonna get real.
Well, of COURSE I'm cutting it off here! It's what any good writer would do! XD
Ah, it's nice to be back!
And now for some QAA!
To Lucas: I know your name kiddo, but you have to admit that you're kinda annoying. *gets closer to the crying boy and hugs him* It's okay, man.
Lucas: First you insult me and then you comfort me? W-what are you trying to pull?!
To Auconi: Do you hate your parents because of your name?
Auconi: Most people I've talked to have said stuff like, "OH, SO COOL" and "I'D TOTALLY LOVE THAT NAME!" Bullcrap! I'd rather have a normal name like Joe or Mike. Auconi just sounds like a disease you can catch from eating raw meat.
To Kelsey: Hello girlie, did you ever find Gabe attractive?
Kelsey: Sure I did, but he was always so...reserved. Quiet! I like someone who can be caring and loving AND be at least a little present on the outside. Also, don't call me "girlie."
To Darcy: Oi, who are you calling ankle-biter? I'll have you know that I am the same age as Norman, Kelsey and Astrid. So you can't call me ankle-biter until you do the same to them. Although if you do it to Astrid I think you might need a quick escape plan and probably some armour.
Darcy: *fiddling with his fedora while he waits for you stop ranting* Sorry, mate! Were you saying something?
To Kelsey:So, can you communicate with your Heaven soul? Or is it sort of like one person being in two places or you gain heaven Kelsey's memories while she gets yours?
Kelsey: Kind of. I only got a quick taste of Heaven when I separated from my body on Earth, so it's a bit tricky trying to explain it. I know what I'm doing up there, I just can't experience it myself as a Minecraftian soul.
To Mark:Quick, take this stack of cobblestone. I'll distract Raven and then you use it to climb over the soulsand and run.
Mark: *still fighting her, too distracted to talk at the moment*
To Raven:Hay, ass-butt! *throws explosive*
Raven: *whips around and catches it with one hand, then proceeds to crush to dust* You wanna go?!
To Mark:RUN!
Mark: Yeah, right! I'm not running from this creep ever again! I'm taking her down if it's the last thing I do! *charges forward into battle once more*
To Danny: *spawns creeper in the room before running away and locking the door*
Danny: *runs up to it and body slams it, one-hit KO's it on the spot* Die, mothatrucka!
To Norman: What happens if you turn the hourglass upside down? Can you go back in time? Or does the universe implode?
Norman: Uhhh...I'm kind of afraid to try, to be honest. I didn't think of it before.
To Glitchy:*puts on antivirus armour and a white plasma sword*
Bring it on!
Glitchy: GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! WHY DOES EVERYONE INSIST ON GIVING ME THAT HORRID PET NAME?!
To the Glitch:Missed me, I know you did. Also, why don't you just mess around with the terrain, ie. making a hole in the ground, so you don't have to deal with them?
The Glitch: Oh, you have no idea how much that would ruin the game! THAT'S what it's all about, fool! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
To All: *moons*
All: *brains explode*
To Satan: Oh so weak being, kneel before me, your master and only ruler! *winks an eye and blows a kiss*
Satan: What the hell was that? An amateur Him impression? Well, I promise that I will eat your soul! But not before tearing your eyes out with my fingers, ripping your arms and legs out of their sockets with my teeth, and sucking your entire body clean of blood...still want to mock me?
To Rexum: You are even more badass than Gandalf.
Rexum: Child, clean your tongue!
To most characters from The Glitch and VOiD that are not included in this story: SUFFER IN PASTRY'S MIND! SUFFERRR!
All those side characters who got maybe two lines: LOOOOOOOOOVE USSSSSSSSSSSS! WE'RE WORTHLESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
To me: Stop being an idiot.
You: *completely ignores self* DERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERWAFFLESDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERNUGGETSDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPSHREKDERPDERPDERPDERPDERPDERP!
To pastriflavorgatorstratorinator64: Have a poptart *shoves five Poptarts in pastrimaitorgatorpatormator's mouth*
Pastriflavorgatorstratorinator64: Mmmff! Wha...? *chokes for a moment, then swallows* What in the name of nougat? Heck, I'm more confused by the new name! ...I love it! :D
Yeah, I had a ton of QAA to catch up on since I last posted, so...yup.
Well, normally I'd launch into the next scene from Sugar Lords, but I just need to take a break from that. I've decided that I'm not going to add one at the end of each chapter. This is because most of the people on the team within the storyline are old people that left a long time ago, so just writing these instantly turn me off to any writing at all. It's often what causes me to procrastinate.
However, if you really want me to post one for every chapter, just let me know and I can continue it. Only if it's really, super interesting, though. Thanks! :)
Oh yeah, and that project I was talking is due tomorrow! I've got all that I could get done, but after the due date passes I'm going to add to the fight as well as make an analysis. THEN I'll put it on YouTube. My goal is to have it done by the time summer rolls around. But anyway, it's about time for my outro!
Well, that's all for now! I hope you enjoyed chapter numbah twenty-two, and I'll see you all LATER!
This is Pastrinator64, your fellow writer and reader, signing out!
*throws sugar bomb and disappears behind its cloud of fine white sugar*
...Goodbye for now...
~Pastrinator64 [~]