Since it's their first sleepover, Marcy and Anne vow to make it the best they possibly can without Sasha, Leo tests his own fear alongside Sprig and Polly.

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As the piercing red moon lit up the night sky, Marcy stared out the open window, lightly watching the Venus Flytrap like plant, it was strange how close it resembled the ones on Earth, she pulled her finger back just as it snapped at her.

There was suddenly a knock on her bedroom door, it was Lady Olivia elegantly standing in the doorway, "Good evening, master Marcy, Anne Boonchuy, the Plantars and...Leo have arrived for your-"

The gracious newt was quickly toppled over as everyone (minus Leo) poured into the room, too excited to even make a note of what they'd done, "Sleepover, sleepover, sleepover!" They all chanted.

Leo meekly made his way into the room, awkwardly stepping over her and into the room. Safe to say he was excited for what the night entailed, especially considering how much Anne was, some of it had ended up rubbing off on him.

Even if he was completely oblivious as to what a sleepover was.

Picking herself up, Olvia blew off the pillow feathers stuck to her face, "Huh, while you're all having fun, as well as shaking the whole castle.." The newt mumbled some incoherent words that the other didn't quite hear, "I'll be in the kitchen drinking a glass of...juice."

They all watched her leave, choosing not to question things. Leo was making sure not to focus on his presence in the castle once again, if he did, he was sure to spiral into the same headache he had previously.

He didn't have time to dwell on it as Anne had already dragged him into the huddle formed in the room, "So, Marcy are you gonna let us in on what you and the king discovered on the music box?" Anne murmured slyly.

For once, Marcy cut her mouth closed, refusing to say anything else, "Sorry, I'm planning to keep it a surprise, all I will say is that we did find out some pretty interesting things," She grinned smugly, practically patting herself on the back.

"Who cares about that now, it's time for mine and Sprig's first sleepover!" Polly cried out, shaking her flippers as she did, Leo raised his hand, "Uh.."

"Oh, and Leo too," Polly pointed out, slightly embarrassed that she'd forgotten.

"Yeah, so we better make it a good one. These will be primitive memories," Leo swatted the frog, getting him to quickly tone it down.

Leo did slightly agree, however, not in the sense that he was expecting something grand from the evening, he hadn't take Anne's embellishment to heart.

He just wanted to have a good time himself, they'd been mostly relaxing throughout their time in Newtopia, awaiting whatever news Marcy and the king had to deliver on the music box, not as if it hadn't come with its own tribulations.

Something about both Newtopia and the castle forced Leo to see a side of himself he'd been ignoring, or unaware of since his time in Wartwood.

Sure, he'd changed there and all, and he was happy with who he was now, but that didn't mean he'd been scared to accept anything else. Anne had done that for him, getting him to push out from the closed-off persona he'd chosen to be.

Ironically though, Sasha was playing a part in another of his dilemmas.

Leo couldn't sit in his thoughts for much longer as Anne and Marcy were right up in his facing, the former was deemed too close for comfort, scrambling him back across the room, "Leo, is there anything you wanna do?" Surprisingly, it was Marcy asking the question.

"I'm not sure, what is there to do?" Granted, Leo was still uncomfortable with how forward Marcy was, and it seemed to rub off on Anne whenever they were together.

He was fine with it, but only when he was prepared, especially when it came to Anne, he didn't want to go anywhere near that, not yet at least.

Anne mulled over the thought for a moment, "Huh, what should we do Mar-Mar? Sasha was the one who usually controlled all of our sleepovers..." Slowly as she spoke, Anne was saddened a little, it had always been like this back home, hadn't it?

"Yeah, she was the queen of them.." Marcy responded dizzily.

'We can do it, a sleepover without Sasha..'

"You know what no! We can do it without Sasha, there can be more than one queen, right!?"

"No," Leo said blankly.

"That's not how the system works, Anne," Marcy and Leo were both looking at her with blank stares, scaring her off the topic.

She shook it off grabbing her friends' shoulders, "Come on Marcy, we promised them all a good sleepover right, we can do one sleepover without Sasha, we're bound to have picked some things up, right?"

Part of her wanted to have fun just like everyone else, but another wanted to prove to herself that Sasha wasn't going to be the dominating force over her choices, not when it come to her friendship with Sprig, whatever relationship she wanted with Leo and definitely not what they'd done back home, not anymore.

"You're right! You remember the rules though," Marcy encouraged, Anne wasn't so sure.

"Marcy, maybe we don't have to follow everything Sasha did, we can have our own fun, right?" The bushy-haired girl tried to reassure her childhood friend, but it didn't seem to be doing much.

"But Anne! It's like tradition!" Marcy argued.

Sprig raised a hand, moving in front of the two, "Might be missing some context here.." Leo nodded beside him, wanting to know as well.

"Oh sorry, it was just something we did in all of our sleepovers, it was kind of an unspoken rule that we'd never go to sleep, not until sunrise at least," Marcy explained, Leo quickly felt a sense of dread sink down his throat.

He liked to sleep, quite a lot actually. Despite the nightmares and jumbled puzzle pieces trying to put together his memories, it was a time when he could collect his thoughts and at least try and make some sense of his fragmented mind.

So, just the idea of staying awake past midnight was already making him tired.

To his dismay, Anne caved, "Fine, guess it's not that much fun if there's a bedtime, not because Sasha was the one who came up with it though!"

"Woo-hoo!" They all cheered, immediately kicking the door down and rushing out into the palace, "woo-hoo.." Leo grumbled, much less enthusiastic.


Admittedly, Leo was having fun.

He tried not to let himself fall off the mattress they were currently riding down the palace stairs, slamming into the railings before quickly meeting at the bottom, kicking up all of the knight armor that was below.

Once they'd raided the king's dressing room, Leo went straight for the boots – fitting himself into one of them with his entire body.

Olivia had come in to see what all the ruckus was, only to be scared stiff as the boy emerged from within it, staring straight through her, it was only made worse when Polly turned back to her, having stuffed Andrias' armor with a bundle of socks, propping her up.

"Yessss?" She said darkly, deepening her voice as she looked back at her.

They raided the kitchen next; Leo and Polly were the quickest, the former stuffing his hands and pockets full of them, at the request of Anne and Marcy.

As they moved onto the halls, painting, and decorating the castle, they began adding their own kind of ink to smear over the already existing ones, adding crude details and such to every portrait they could find.

Leo could only stare up at some, wondering if they were familiar to him, or if it was just the art style that was, "Come on Leo, you've got to add something too!" Anne lightly nudged him, smiling as she did.

"Right..." Taking a brush from the ink bucket below, Leo began to drag it across the painting, "I am having fun.."

He didn't know why but he felt some reason to reassure her, he wasn't certain whether or not she was feeling down, it was something he just wanted to say.

Anne smiled at it, despite how low it was she appreciated it, nonetheless.

Yet again, they attempted to annoy Lady Olivia, each of them spraying her with their own set of silly strings, pushing her off the sofa she'd been trying to relax on.

She reacted quickly, knocking each of them off their feet and to the ground much like they had done with her.

All but Leo that is, who promptly stepped back from the attack avoiding it completely, Oliva could only eye him up and down, still just as suspicious of him since the day she'd seen him in Newtopia.

"Huh," She sighed, it hadn't been that long since they'd started and she already wanted it to be done with, "Look, I'm glad you kids are having fun, but a word of advice before you get too rowdy, the basement is off limits.."

"Among other things-" She wasn't able to finish as a pillow smacked her in the stomach, once again knocking her over.

Now having returned to Marcy's room they were all just as tuckered out as Leo hoped they'd be, not because he was betting on the sleepover ending, but because he was too tired to carry on.

It was a quick realization, but Leo wasn't exactly built for a sleepover that was supposed to last until the crack of dawn. Sprig and Polly shared the same sentiment, having already prepared to check in for the night.

Anne felt accomplished, she'd successfully managed to pull off a sleepover without Sasha, turning to Marcy, she couldn't help but brag, "See, what did I say, easy. What's the time anyway? Must be at a couple of hours past midnight.."

Groggily grabbing her phone, Marcy gasped as the light hit her in the face, "Only nine pm!?" She exclaimed, Leo felt his heart drop, the night was nowhere near over.

Polly and Sprig seemed, unfazed, lazily turning to their sides, "It's only that early huh?"

"But I'm so tired!" Leo silently agreed, sinking deeper into his pillow. It was promptly stopped as Anne grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him upwards, "Nope! You're not falling asleep, none of you are!"

Marcy tapped her friend on the shoulder, staring straight at her, "Anne, I think it's time," The air around the now dimly lit room turned ominous, the two girls moving their gazes over to Sprig, Polly, and Leo.

"Do you think they're ready for it?" Anne questioned, tightening her grip around Leo's collar, he quickly tapped for her to let go pulling himself away from her, "Can we get some context please, this is starting to sound like some ritual.."

Right on cue the light properly cut out, and all that was illuminating the room was Marcy's phone, "It's time for the scare dare challenge!"

The other three blinked, it wasn't as if that had any meaning to them, "Basically, someone has to come up with a scary dare and for all those that don't complete it, they get put in the..." Pausing for some dramatic effect, Marcy revealed a notebook in front of them, "..Book of losers!"

Leo's faced dropped, in truth he really shouldn't have expected much else, he chose to stay quiet though, he was enjoying himself as long as everyone else was, "That's right, and once it's there it's stuck forever!"

They sat in silence for a moment, "So, does anyone have a scary dare?"

Speaking up first for once, Leo raised his hand, "You don't have to raise your hand Leo," Anne intervened, snickering a little.

"Right, I was thinking that we find out how to get onto the most dangerous section of the roof and whoever falls off first and has to be saved gets put in the book.."

As he finished, the snow-haired boy was met with a plethora of weird looks, "You said it had to be a scary dare, is that not one?"

"I mean...that seems a lot more dangerous than scary, although it is something Sasha would do," Marcy trailed off, almost trying to convince herself that what he'd suggested was correct.

Anne wasn't planning on getting anyone killed so she quickly shot him down, "Dude, how is the first dare you think of so life-threatening?"

"I mean I could do it," He responded blankly.

Anne stifled a laugh at his deadpan delivery, part of her was still slightly concerned but she was hopeful that Leo's nature wouldn't change, as much as he had through the time she'd known him, she didn't want him to completely shift from the person she'd met those months ago.

Still, though, she had to come up with some kind of dare, something that would actually give the sleepover a purpose, and even if she wanted to ignore it, she knew it would end up being something Sasha would do.

Now standing, Anne admired the map of the castle Marcy had loosely attached to her wall, trailing to the bottom of the seemingly ripped end of it, catching her finger as she did, wincing as she stared at her bleeding index.

'...Guess it's inevitable until I find and fix things with Sasha, everything we did back home is always going to revolve around her.'

"I've got something better...and much less likely to get us killed," She deadpanned towards Leo, who shyly hung his head, "..The basement."

The other hesitated for a moment, Leo most of all, "Are you sure, we were specifically warned not to go down there, it must've been for a reason."

Anne felt the same, yet she wanted to do it even more, she had to, "W-We have to! It's a scare dare I mean!"

Marcy simply hummed in response, "Those are the rules, I, therefore, accept this scare dare challenge!"

Sprig and Polly both puffed out their chest, "We two except this scare dares challenge!"

Once they'd finished their chant all eyes suddenly turned to Leo, Anne's were especially glued to him, silently pleading for him to agree to it.

As he had been for the past few weeks now, Leo caved and weakly spoke up, "..I also, except the scare dare challenge," He finished meekly, feeling as if he'd agreed to permanently give up any sleep he could've had tonight.


Silently tiptoeing their way past a currently sleeping Lady Olivia, Leo quickly snatched away a marker Polly was planning to write whatever she pleased, carrying her to the trapdoor Anne had already swung open.

All of them were hesitant to go into the basement, even if they'd all agreed to it that didn't mean they weren't scared of doing so.

"Sooo...who's starting the scare dare first?" Sprig asked aloud, looking around to no one in particular, "Any takers?"

No one was keen to answer, inadvertently turning their heads to Leo, who was staring into the darkness with nothing more than a sour frown, "What? Fine, I'll go," It wasn't as if there was anything down there or something to be afraid of.

Leo wasn't the type to find himself often afraid, he'd been intimated many times before when he'd fought Sasha and even Yunan, worried whenever he or Anne had gotten themselves in a deathly situation.

Perhaps he had been but just hadn't registered it as such, he'd been getting better lately, even if was little by little.

Marcy and the rest followed quickly after; the two human girls illuminated the stairwells with the flashlights attached to their phones – despite that, the black-haired girl had still ended up falling down them, taking Leo along with her.

They came to a thankful stop as they landed on top of each other, Leo groaned as he glanced around the dimly lit room, layered completely with mirrors.

Through one of them, Marcy was staring right at him "You know Leo when it's really dark it's really easy to tell just how red your eyes are, it really is something..."

His emotionless face shifted it a shocked one, excluding Anne, it was rare that he'd regularly hear anyone compliment his appearance, "T-Thanks.." He stammered, thankful for the dark lighting, not that the blush on his face was all that apparent anyway.

"What are you two doing?" Anne's words sent a shiver down his spine, quickly getting him to squirm Marcy off of him, "Nothing, we just fell."

Sprig pulled his best friend back, "You're looking a little jealous Anne," He deadpanned towards her, he'd meant to tease her but shot back when she only glared at him.

Marcy didn't seem bothered by the interaction whatsoever, now focused on the wall of mirrors around them, "I wonder what these are for? Maybe it to ward off ghosts!" She said, sounding overexcited.

They all met at the end of the hallway, now standing in front of a boarded-up door, chained up in all sorts of constraints, of all things Leo was able to read the words imprinted in blood red, despite having no prior knowledge of Newtopian writing.

And even if the others had gotten the gist of what it meant, he could read the words as clear as day.

KEEP OUT

"Should we turn back, this doesn't seem safe.." Leo slouched, and none of the group seemed to agree with him.

"Go on then Leo, you'll just have to be put in the book of losers then!" Polly gave him a smug grin, Leo chose to ignore how both she and Sprig were shaking where they stood.

"Right," He murmured not sounding too convinced, "If it means you'll all come back with me, then yeah I forfeit and agree to put my name into the...book of losers."

Anne and Marcy agreed although they seemed a tad too eager to leave, not warding off Sprig and Polly, "Woah, woah. Even if Leo wants to leave, if you're going with him, it may as well be you two agreeing to put your names in the book as well!"

To his own dismay, Leo watched as their ego's got the best of them tearing off the boarded-up wood, leading them into an even worse sight.

Coffins. Bobbing in and out of the watery gravesite that was clearly kept in the basement for a reason.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Leo took a step back. Originally, he'd just wanted to go back for everyone else safety, he didn't trust whatever Andrias had kept down here.

But now the searing sensation making his hairs stand on end, pushing against his clothes he was certain it was fear pressing him to get back, that by no means should he be here, that none of them should be here.

"Oh cool, dead bodies!"

It was a similar sensation to what he'd felt upon first entering the castle, what had made him utterly sick to his stomach and now contorted into a twisted fear forcing him back out of the graveyard.

Sprig and Polly seemed to have other plans, hopping onto one of the coffins without care, almost gloating in front of the three, "You aren't thinking of leaving, are you? Cause you know what that means right!" The two siblings couldn't help but grin.

"Pfff, what. We're not scared, this just isn't really our style," Anne brushed aside, even Leo could see through her lie, she was already sweating bullets.

Calling her bluff, Sprig dared the two of them to take a selfie next to one of the coffins, "Anne, you really don't have to. There's no shame in calling it quits, besides...this place is starting to creep me out.."

It felt unnerving, that at any moment the whole room would come alive, he hated that feeling and wanted to be rid of it, he wanted to get all of them out of there.

The girls caved under their demand and stood in front of one of the tombs, "Say desecration!" Anne said painfully, they spoke in unison as they captured the moment.

"Good can we go now, there's probably a good reason that door told us to keep out!" Leo raised his voice through his clenched teeth.

"Hold up, this photo's really jank we need to take another!"

A violet hue shook throughout the crypt, stirring up every one of the chained caskets, transparent, ghost-like creatures writhed about uncontrollably, and shrieks echoed throughout the room, practically piercing through Leo's ears.

They were all kinds of shapes and sizes, some had spiking horns and others had claws, wriggling their visible eye sockets about, all of the eyes were on them.

"They're kinda cute," Just before he could reach out to touch one of them, he stared in shock as one of the bones trapped under the muddy water was disintegrated to absolutely nothing, "Stay away from them!"

Leo ripped one of the chains tying the coffins down, ferociously whipping it towards one of the creatures, it was a pointless endeavor though, the metal was quickly melted away and only served to anger the ghosts.

"..Sorry," Leo mumbled, quickly throwing what was left of the chain away and heading straight for the open hallway, being promptly cut short as a collection of them ghouls swarmed around him.

Anne and Marcy followed suit, "What the heck are those things, we can't even fight them! Aliens, ghosts!?"

"Who cares!? We'll be dead before we find out," Leo groaned backing up into the girls.

"Who cares gang! Let's just get out of here Scoob!" On instinct, Marcy held onto both of them, without thinking they all dipped under the ghouls, and towards the other hallway Sprig and Polly were now calling out to them from.

'Wait, what did she call me?'

"What's a Scoob?" It was as if Leo could read her thoughts, he frowned a little as he received no answer.

Yet again they turned to another alley of mirrors piled up on every side of the wall, "Again?" Sprig muttered; Leo shared the same thought.

"Maybe their antiques..." Leo proposed, not like he had any real idea.

Still, the creatures weren't showing any signs that they'd stopped giving chase. Already slithering their way into the room, none of the took notice as they purposely avoided any of the mirrors.

Diverting themselves through a crack in the walls, the scenery of the whole basement shifted into that of a greenhouse, where shrubbery and moss were poking out from every end of the cracked cobble.

The ghost-like beings were still persisting, "Wasn't the basement supposed to be much less likely to get us killed?"

"Not the time Leo!" Anne berated him, shooting him a harsh glare which he made sure to ignore.

As he took a brief glance around the room he was just as surprised as Marcy to see so much plant life pretty much thriving in the basement, spores of all the like were covering the room.

He came to a sudden stop as a moss creature nuzzled up against him, he wasn't all too sure why the creature had such an affinity towards him all of a sudden, it reminded him a little of the journey he, Anne, and Wally had taken to find one.

Yet now here it was chained up so far underground in the Newtopian castle. It didn't make any sense.

Anne was already yanking onto his shirt pulling him away from the creature's affections and further down the hall, passing by a torn photo.

"Someone really didn't like this-" As he attempted to flip back the torn picture, Polly continued to pull him forward, ripping it off in the process.

He was right though, someone had definitely refused that photo, although he was unaware of the context as to why, it made him slightly nervous, there was no reason to worry about a photo he had no connection to.

Yet Leo couldn't help but feel curious – the whole idea made him a little somber, maybe that was what he wanted to know?

It didn't matter now, they'd traveled up an elongated spiral staircase, which had ended up leading all the way to a trapdoor, opening up right into Marcy's room.

"My room!? It would've been nice to know this was here!"

"No time to question it, just close the damn thing!" Sprig yelled out in hurry, being the last out and the first to close the trapdoor with a harsh slam.

Anne squinted at it for a moment, 'They were already passing through walls before...aren't they just gonna-'

Her thoughts had caught up with reality, watching as the phantoms pooled into the room, sneaking right through the floor without any trouble.

"Throw the books, knowledge always ends up hurting me so take that!" Picking up the first thing she saw in the room, and ending up with a stack of books smoking on the other side of the room.

"Nothing working, they're completely transparent!" Marcy said, now utterly terrified.

Leo grabbed the nearest plant pot and launched it straight through the ghost, Sprig reacted by grabbing a mirror to defend himself, by doing so the creature was warped by a glowing light, its see-through body became physical, flopping it on the bedroom floor.

"We can...hit them?" Leo raised an eyebrow, making quick work of the bedsheets, tying them into something much more usable.

"That's why they had the mirrors! When it sees its own reflection the light bends against itself, and it becomes physical!"

"Perfect," Leo droned out, tying the sheets into something more akin to a whip, "You set them up, and I'll knock 'em down!"

"RIGHT!" They all spoke in unison.

All of the creatures from the basement swarmed into the room all at once, it wasn't too long before they were each met with the mirror's reflection, turning them solid and allowing Leo to quickly mop them up, slamming each of them onto every surface around them.

"Hey, when were you guys gonna tell me I had leaves in my hair!?" Anne exclaimed, now picking them out as she watched herself in the mirror.

"It's fine, I think it suits you," Leo called out lowly from the other side of the room, "N-Not the time Leo!" She stammered back.

"But you're the one who-"

"Not the time!"


Finally, as dawn began to peek through the window every single one of the ghosts was kicked down into the basement, piling on top of whatever they could to stop them from crawling back in.

They now sat piled up on Marcy's bed, covered head to toe in whatever blankets they could scrounge up, not daring to close their eyes for even a second of fear that the creatures would come back for them.

"I don't know how...but you somehow found a way to keep me up," Leo shrunk even further into the bed, "We should've just gone on the roof."

Anne chuckled a little at that, rubbing at the presumably massive bags under her eyes, "I can't help but have so many questions. Why were those creatures locked up? What even were they? And if they were ghosts, is there an afterlife, or were they something else?"

"I didn't even think about that..." Anne responded, perplexed and amazed.

"Well other than almost dying, that was probably the best sleepover I've been to!" Sprig expressed a tad groggily, still trying to keep himself awake.

"Even if I've only been to one, I don't know what that's gonna top this one.."

"Based on how you're rating your sleepovers, I don't want to think what a better one would look like," Leo stated, completely exasperated by the night's events.

The two plantars sombrely took the notebook from off the nightstand, "Still sucks that I have to write my name in the book of losers though.." Sprig sighed, jotting his name down alongside Polly.

"Yeah, I definitely wussed out as well," Polly agreed.

Anne and Marcy took the pen as well, "Hand over that book, a second longer and I would've been running with you guys, I was scared out of my mind!"

"Me too, can't say I'm not used to it by now."

Leo took the book into his hands, briefly flicking through the pages, almost everyone followed the same pattern, it would only be Anne and Marcy's name left there each a memory of when they'd been the ones to call it quits first.

There wasn't a single time when Sasha had.

"Guess I better put mine in there too...I thought those things were gonna burn me alive. Of course, you guys are the only ones to terrify me," He was only half-joking, mostly he was a little relieved to actually feel scared, it was a little silly considering how much his own emotions had been spiraling since coming to Newtopia.

He was glad to not feel as robotic as he'd been before.

As he wrote his name Leo froze, stopping halfway as the pen trailed down the page, ink pooling onto it, "Leo, dude you, ok?" Anne noticed it before it could leak off the paper and quickly finished off his name, he hadn't even finished the first letter.

Gasping back into reality, Leo shook his snow-white hair, as if he'd just rebooted, no longer thinking about his own emotions whatsoever, "Yeah...yeah, I'm fine. Sorry about that."

Still, he couldn't take his eyes off the floor, despite the solid marbling attached to it, he could almost peer right through, peering into the darkness hidden in the depths of the castle, what he'd been looking at during his entire time in the basement, it was all around him after all.

But for the first time, he felt the stirring in his stomach react to something, kept right under the darkness of the castle that he'd been staring into.

For a brief moment, he felt something staring back.

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Sooo sorry this chapter took so long, I'm in the middle of my final project for my term in college, and it's keeping me way more occupied than I thought, animation takes way too long even the small stuff, I'm beginning to understand only a fragment of what real animators have to go through.

Seriously, I'm only there for three days but any free time is covered up by more work, my actual job or I'm just too exhausted to do anything.

Sorry to go on, just wanted to explain myself. I hope you enjoyed the chapter though, even if this is more of what I call an episode chapter, where it follows most of the episode from the show without changing too much. I try to make every chapter develop the characters the way they are in the episode but also in line with my story.

Was originally planning to have Marcy and Leo's dynamic be the main focus of this chapter, but I have another episode planned later on in the season that works much better, I still want them to have a chapter, but I don't want it to feel clunky and it worked in this episode but not how I wanted it to.

Just a quick response to the reviews I saw from sonicsonicsonic, from the What is love chapter, the ending was more than Leo wanted to understand whatever emotion he had for Anne, right now that isn't love, I'd say it's more like admiration right now.

And for the previous chapter, I 100% agree that the idea of Leo thinking of his possible parents and getting them a gift should've been brought up or delved into it more, I was never going to make it a main plot point, because that wasn't what I was going for, but I am thinking of editing some of the chapters to fit that better in and make Leo's motivation in that chapter more clear.

I wanted him to feel misplaced where he is now, thinking that it isn't right to get a gift for anyone or himself because he feels it won't mean anything coming from him, that no one would want that.

Sorry for such a long end message, just had a lot to go over. If you can I'd really appreciate some reviews on how you feel about the chapter and the story, I honestly really appreciate some proper criticism and what you like about it. Not too sure when I'll next update, I'll try to keep it less of a wait.

Until then, see yah!