"Look, all I'm saying is that it would be better if both of us talked to her!" Alfred said, squinting through the rain hammering down on his windshield. They were currently making their way to the airport, and had been arguing for the better part of that morning about how they were going to break the news about them not being an item to Ukraine without crushing her newfound happiness. Alfred was in the driver's seat, with Ivan sitting in the passenger seat glowering at said American. Alfred glanced over at Ivan, and then rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to be a martyr. It's not like we're facing your younger sister here! Ukraine is going to understand us better if we explain what happened together."

"No, she is my sister, and she will want to hear it from me first before she see's you." Ivan snapped. "You are going to drop me off in front of the building, and then you are going to wait for me in-"

"Excuse me, just who do you think you are talking to here? You are not in charge here mister! You have no authority over me! Don't think you can boss me around now just because we're pals!"

"That is not what I meant and you know it! I was just trying to explain-"

"Explain?! That didn't sound like explaining to me!"

"Will you let me finish my damn sentences?!" Ivan snapped, and Alfred scowled back at him.

"Fine, whatever."He said, motioning a hand for Ivan to continue. Ivan shot Alfred a warning look, which Alfred promptly ignored in favor of pulling into the airport.

"As I was saying, it would be best if you waited outside in the parking lot before you see her. She wouldn't want to hear the news from you because you wouldn't be nice about. You would just be blunt and to the point, which would make her cry and run away."

"I would not!" Alfred said, turning to yell at Ivan. Instead, he was met with a pointed look from the taller nation. "Well, maybe a little." Alfred admitted reluctantly. "But come on, it's better if we tell her the news quick and easy, and then answer her questions. And do it together!" He added before Ivan could argue. "If we do that we can do damage control easier, and she can be mad at both of us, not just you! Look, if I had made a mistake like this I would prefer it if both people would come to me and explain things."

"Says the man who did not want to confront the world with me." Ivan huffed. "What is with the change of attitude?"

"That's was completely different and you know it!" Alfred said angrily. "We're only dealing with one person here, not the whole damned lynch mob! I'm telling you, this time we need to do it together!"

"You do not understand my sister at all, do you." Ivan said with a shake of his head.

"What?" What am I missing here?" Alfred asked angrily, jerking the car into a parking space and slamming the car to a stop, which nearly caused Ivan to slam his face into the windshield. The only thing stopping that was his seatbelt. Alfred turned off the car and turned to glare at Ivan, who glared back at him. "Go on then! Tell me!"

"Let me put it this way then. If you were delivering bad news to your brother, and you knew he had been super excited about something, AND you knew he would burst out into tears when you told him said bad news, would you like it if I came along and watched?"

Alfred glared at Ivan for a moment, but Ivan saw his resolved crumbling a bit as he watched Alfred think it over. Finally he let out a small huff and looked away, crossing his arms stubbornly. "I still don't think it's a good idea. I mean, it's not fair if she blames you because you were the one to break the news to her." Alfred grumbled.

"I am sure she would not think that." Ivan said soothingly. "She is not one to jump on people when she is upset. She is much more willing to listen than Belarus. I do not want her to be more embarrassed than she will already be is all."

"I'm telling you, that's a bad idea." Alfred insisted. "Look, how about this. You go meet her first at luggage claim, and before she talks to me you break the news to her. I'll stay far enough away where you can call me over if you need me, but far enough away to bugger off if you need some privacy. Happy?" Alfred asked.

"Bugger off?" Ivan asked in amusement. "You sound like England."

"Yes or no?!" Alfred snapped.

"No need to be touchy." Ivan chuckled as he opened the car door. "If it stops us arguing anymore, I suppose this compromise can work."

"Oh, thank fuck for that." Alfred said as he got out of the car as well, slamming the door shut a touch harder than necessary. "Arguing with you is like talking to a brick wall."

"I can say the same for you. Now, I must warn you, if she starts to cry then you must leave." Ivan said in a serious tone. "I do not want you to make her more uncomfortable than she will be by staring at her."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it." Alfred grumbled as they walked into the airport. "Let's just hurry; I only have a thirty minute parking space."

As they walked into the lobby, there was a slightly agitated air between them. Ivan wasn't sure, but thought he saw a few people avoiding them as they walked by. He wouldn't be surprised if they were both giving off slightly scary vibes at that moment. It tended to happen when they had arguments with each other at world meetings. Though he was surprised that Alfred would let it out at all in public, as he didn't do it often unless he was truly agitated. He poked Alfred in the side. When Alfred turned around to bite his head off, he whispered, "I think you are scaring your citizens."

Alfred blinked in surprise, and glancing around he saw the people avoiding them. Looking guilty, he forced himself to relax slightly. "Sorry." He muttered. Shaking his head, he pointed at a nearby Starbucks. "Look, I'm just going to pop over to pick us up some coffee and cool off, okay? What do you want?"

"That is probably a good idea." Ivan hummed. "I do not care what you get me, but would you pick up a large hot chocolate for my sister? It is somewhat of a comfort drink for her when she is upset. It might help her."

"Consider it done." Alfred said, breaking away from Ivan. "See you in a minute."

"Da." Ivan agreed, and he made his way to the luggage claim. When he entered the area, he was amused to see the man he had spoke to, (threatened), before behind the desk. The man spotted him immediately, and the color drained out of face as he saw Ivan approach. Ivan smiled at the man, and the man seemed to sink into his chair and say something into his radio. Before Ivan could try and read his lips to see what he was saying, he heard a happy gasp from behind him, and turning around he saw his sister beaming at him and waving him over from where she had picked up her luggage. As soon as he was close to her, she hugged him with a big smile.

"Oh, let me get a look at you Vanya!" She said happily, stepping back and looking him over, beaming the whole time. "Oh look at you! A taken man at last! I am so happy for you!"

"Ah, about that…" Ivan said, wincing slightly as she looked around them, her face falling a little.

"Where is America? I thought he would be here too?" She asked, looking slightly disappointed.

"I need to talk to you about that." Ivan said, and she looked up at him with a concerned frown.

"Oh no! What happened!?" She asked worriedly. "Is he sick? Is he hurt?! Do not tell me you two broke up!" She asked, tears threatening to fall from the corner of her eyes. Ivan couldn't help but be thankful that Alfred had decided to get those drinks.

"No, of course not. I mean yes. I mean-" Ivan let out a long sigh, and he gestured to a pair of seats near them. "Sit down a moment, Katya. I need to talk to you for a moment."

"Katya?! Vanya, you haven't called me that since the Cuban missile crisis!" She said, getting even more worked up as she sat down. "What happened?! Who hurt you?! Was it France who caused you to separate due to pressure? Did your boss order you two to break up? Did America's boss-" she asked, starting to ramble as she started to panic. Ivan would have been touched by her caring about his love life, if only she hadn't started to cause a scene. He quickly put a hand over her mouth and she froze. Seizing the only moment he'd have to explain himself, he said, "America and I are not dating, nor have we ever been together. That was only a rumor spread by France. We are only friends."

She stared at him in shock, and he quickly took his hand away. "I did not mean to deceive you, I promise I did not, but you were so excited earlier you did not give me time to explain. I promise I will make France pay for deceiving everyone, and I know this is a shock, but please do not be upset." He pleaded. "Alfred is still here, he is just getting us drinks. He wanted us both to tell you, but I did not want him to see you upset."

Ukraine opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying and failing to come up with something to say. Finally, tears started to stream down her face as she choked out, "You? And Alfred? Friends? You two are friends?"

"I am so sorry to be the one to tell you." Ivan said gravely. "I know you came here because you wanted to celebrate, but we can still-" But before he could finish, he was surprised when she burst into tears and hugged him. "I am so happy!" She wailed.

"Katya?" He asked awkwardly as he patted his sister's back, unsure of what was going on. "Um, do not take this the wrong way, but why are you happy? I am sure I told you bad news?"

"You silly boy! I am happy because you have a friend!" She sniffed. "This is better news than you having a partner! How did you two make up? How long have you two been friends? You must tell me everything! Oh Vanya, I cannot tell you how happy I am for you! You have been trying to make friends for so long, I know how much this means to you! Where is America! I must thank him!" She said, dropping Ivan and looking around the room excitedly.

"Um, I think he just came out of the coffee shop." Ivan said weakly, still stunned by her reaction. Spinning around, she saw Alfred awkwardly standing outside the shop watching them. When he noticed her looking at him, he gave her a slightly nervous wave. Bursting into tears again, she ran over to him and crushed him into a hug, and Alfred stumbled slightly as she crashed into him. He tried to save the drinks in his hand. "Whoa!" He yelled in alarm as he found himself being crushed under a hug. "Watch the drinks! The drinks!"

"Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" She wailed, and Alfred's face turned scarlet as passersby's turned and watched the scene unfold. "You don't know how happy I am!" She took his face and kissed him on both cheeks, and Ivan couldn't help but snicker as he saw Alfred's face turn an even brighter red. He swore the poor man's face was glowing by the time his sister finally let him go. Ivan was sure he heard a few wolf whistles from the forming crowd. Ivan made a note in his head to kill those people later.

"Um, you're welcome?" Alfred squeaked, his voice slightly higher than usual as he hunched his shoulder and tried to fix his glasses, as they had been become crooked from the hug attack. A crowd had formed around them now, and Ivan noticed some people had pulled out their phones. Realizing that things were getting out of hand, he quickly got up and pushed his way into the circle with her bags as she continued to shower the confused American with praise.

"Katya, Alfred, I think it's time to go." Ivan said, taking both their arms and dragging them towards the exit. He heard the crowd cheering as they left, and poor Alfred just looked embarrassed and baffled by what just happened. When they finally made it into the parking lot, Alfred pulled himself out of Ivan's grip and turned to face the man with a slightly bemused look.

"Hey, I just have to ask. Is it normal for people in your family to cry when they're happy? Because that's kind of weird dude. No offence." He added, giving Ukraine a slightly apologetic look, but Ukraine just beamed at him.

"It is not usually like us to cry, no." Ivan sighed, taking his drink from Alfred.

"I uh, got you a hot chocolate?" Alfred said awkwardly, handing Ukraine her drink, and she let out a gasp of joy.

"Ivan, how dare you hog him to yourself?" She said as she took the cup. "I take it back. He does not deserve you." She said with a laugh, grabbing Alfred's arm. "That is it, since you have not claimed him, he is mine. I cannot turn down a man who brings me chocolate." She said in a teasing tone, winking up at Alfred. Alfred shot Ivan a panicked look, and Ivan couldn't help laugh at the scene. Somehow against all odds, things turned out okay.

*EnglandP.O.V*

England glared down at the scarf he was holding, hesitating in front of the door of his hotel room. This was silly, he shouldn't feel so nervous. He was just going to pop down to America's apartment, talk to him like a civilized gentleman, and sort things out. It was only right after what he did. Yes, it was only a simple ten minute ride to his house and a simple knock on the door. They would make up in less than an hour and then they could be civil again. So why was he hesitating?

"Blast it all." England grumbled, running a hand through his hair in frustration. Sighing, he grabbed the door knob and yanked the door open, wrapping the scarf around his neck as he slammed the door behind him as he made his way down the hall with a frown. He still didn't think he did anything wrong, but if the boy was so sure about dating that man he had to talk to him. It was his duty as the older brother to talk to him about relationships after all. It had been the one thing he had never taught the boy about; instead letting those who helped raise him teach him. He had honestly never thought this day would come, and now that decision was going to bite him in the butt.

He had had his fair share of flings in his own life, and couldn't help but smirk at the thought. He had heard America making fun of him a couple times about being an old fart that couldn't get any, but the boy always seemed to forget he hadn't always been a gentlemen. Chuckling at the thought, he made his way over to the elevator. Then he sobered a bit as he thought about those flings. Some of them had been… a little more than a fling. Some had turned into relationships. It had happened at least once for each nation. Not many nations liked to talk about it, and even France refused to even talk about his on some of his bad days, the poor bugger.

America had always been a little unique in that aspect. He hadn't fallen romantically in love with any normal person, but he still acted like the rest of them when it was brought up. Not many people really knew for sure what caused him to act like that, but England knew. It was that little boy Alfred befriended while he had still been a colony of his. It had been the first time he realized he was different, and to the regret of England, he had only found out about Alfred's melt down after Alfred had seen the body of the man in his coffin. Alfred had been inconsolable for days afterwards.

England had always regretted letting Alfred figure out he was immortal without him there to explain it. Usually nations were close enough to explain these things to each other, but due to him being away so much, and Alfred really only interacting with him, Alfred hadn't realized that people aged and died. When he had found Alfred crying, the boy screamed at him for hours about not understanding why his friend had to die, why his friend was lying about the man in the coffin, and why didn't the man wake up like the others. When England had finally explained to Alfred that he would outlive everyone that wasn't a personification, he had locked himself in his room for days. He really wasn't the same afterwards either.

He didn't talk to the people in town much anymore. He stopped making friends with the local children and at one point had just sat in his room and stared out the window for a few years. England knew why. Every one of them had gone through it at some point. He was in mourning for his friend, and had been scared to have anyone normal close to him again in case he lost them too. He had thought it best to not interfere, and to let America think things through on his own before he forced him back to reality again. Thankfully, he had recovered after a few years and had dug into his studies, which eventually led to him growing at an alarming rate. England was sure that was the moment America had really embraced his role as a nation.

He was startled out of his musings when the elevator dinged. With a shake of his head he stepped onto it and pressed the button for the lobby. Well, there really wasn't any use dwelling on past mistakes, was there? No, he had to focus on the present. He and America had much to discuss. Yes…lot's to discuss.

*Alfred&Ivan'sP.O.V*

"You mean they said all those terrible things to you!?" Ukraine gasped, covering her mouth in horror. They were in a small local diner that Alfred had recommended near his apartment, and Alfred and Ivan were in the middle of explaining how they had ended up in such a weird situation.

"Yup." Alfred said with a shrug. "Everyone thought I was being brainwashed. Don't even get me started on England and his sword."

"It was funny." Ivan said with a small smile, and Alfred shook his head in exasperation.

"Why is it when people try and threaten you, you end up thinking its funny?" Alfred asked.

"It is funny." Ivan explained, dipping a fry in his milkshake and eating it with a small smile. "It is funny to me when people think they can intimidate me. They seem to forget I can squish them like bugs."

"Ew, that's gross." Alfred said, making a face.

"He threatened you with a sword?!" Ukraine cried, and a couple people glanced over at their table in irritation. She blushed slightly, and Ivan sent the people a dark look when she wasn't looking and they quickly turned back around.

"He threatened you?" She asked again, but this time keeping her voice down. "Oh, how horrible! My poor baby brother!" She sniffed. "If I were there I would have yelled at them. Shame on them!"

"Katya, please." Ivan said, looking slightly embarrassed.

"No! It is none of their business whether or not you are dating! They had no right to ask you those questions! You are my baby brother, and I have every right to be angry about this! When I see France I will give him a piece of my mind!" She said, puffing out her cheeks angrily. "That England too!"

Alfred had to hide his laughter behind a very fake cough as Ivan's cheeks turned a light pink and he hid his face in his scarf.

"I must admit, I was a little disappointed you weren't dating." Ukraine admitted suddenly with a slight frown. "I mean, I have been waiting for so long to tell someone his embarrassing baby stories! Now what am I going to talk about?"

"Baby stories!?" Alfred asked eagerly, and Ivan's face shot out of his scarf as he gave his sister a look of betrayal. "Who said you didn't have to tell anyone about them? I want to know!"

"No! Katya you promised!" Ivan sputtered, suddenly looking very flustered.

Ukraine pretended to think for a moment, and then a small smile grew on her face. "If you do not want to hear them, you may leave." She said to Ivan with a glint in her eyes. "I have waited too long to tell them."

"Was he cute?! Did he have chubby cheeks!?" Alfred asked with a grin, leaning towards Ukraine with a big smile.

"Oh, the cutest and chubbiest cheeks!" Ukraine said with her own grin. "He was so tiny, but he had the biggest eyes! When he was very small, he got lost all the time, so he used to cry unless I let him hold on to my skirt!"

"Kill me." Ivan said, burying his face in his scarf as his face went pink again.

"What was he like?" Alfred asked.

"Oh, he used to run all over the place pretending to be general winter, and he used to make little snow men armies and have mock battles. He did not like the cold very much, and used to hide his face in his scarf all the time! Like he is doing now! He used to run after all the animals in the forest and ask them to be his friends. He got rejected by a hamster once, and he was so sad about it!" She said with a chuckle. "Oh, and at one time he asked me when he would have boobs because he saw that me and Belarus had them." She said with a laugh, and Alfred was almost crying from how hard he was laughing.

Ivan, not amused in the slightest, had practically slid under the table in shame. "It is not that funny." He grumbled as Alfred started to wheeze. "You were the one that said to show my enemies my boobs to make them leave me alone!"

Alfred, who at this point was gasping for breath, broke out into laughter again. "You did what?!" He asked Ukraine, who just blushed slightly. "Well, it did work." She said defensively. "And it is not like I do that anymore!"

"My sister, the flasher." Ivan said in slight amusement.

"Oh please, I saw you try and do it once." Ukraine said in an accusing tone. "You tried it on Prussia, remember?"

"Oh yes, I had forgotten about that." Ivan said with a smirk. "He screamed the whole time he ran away."

"See! I told you it works!"Ukraine said with a chuckle.

At this point, Alfred was crying from laughter and was using napkins to wipe away the tears rolling down his face. "Stop, stop! I can't breathe!" He gasped as he took off his glasses.

"Oh dear, I think we broke him." Ukraine chuckled with a shake of her head.

"Man, you guys sound like you had a lot of fun while growing up!" Alfred said once he had calmed down a little.

"I would not say it was all fun and games, but we had our little moments." Ukraine said with a small smile. "We made our little moment's count."

Ivan smiled a little at that, and Alfred beamed at them. "Man, you're so lucky to have her as your older sibling Ivan! I bet you were so cute as a baby!" Alfred said with a smirk, leaning over and pinching one of Ivan's cheeks. "Now who has baby cheeks?" Ivan glared down at him and playfully smacked his hand away. Alfred laughed in response.

"Oh, I am so happy to see you two getting along better." Ukraine said, beaming at them. I always knew you would one day! I mean, you two used to get along before, so it was only a matter of time!"

"I guess my boss wasn't completely out of his mind with this little project." Alfred admitted, and Ivan nodded in response. "I mean, we'll still probably try to kill each other over politics and he has horrible taste in steak, but outside of that he isn't so bad."

"Um…that is good?" Ukraine said unsurely, giving her brother a questioning look. Ivan mouthed "I will explain later." She raised an eyebrow at that, but decided not to question it further.

"So, how long are you going to be here?" Alfred asked, after he had taken a bite of his burger. "Any plans?"

"Oh, I had not even thought about that!" She said in horror. "I was so excited to come over that I forgot to plan anything! Oh dear, I am so scatter brained sometimes." She said, suddenly looking embarrassed. "I can only stay here for a few days, seeing as my plane leaves in two days. I have no idea where to start!"

"Well, if the weather is good tomorrow you should spend some time touring down town with us!" Alfred offered.

"I would not want to intrude!" Ukraine tried to argue, but Alfred shook his head.

"No, I mean it! The more the merrier! Plus, you make great company and you're so much more fun to talk to than most people I know! You can even tell me more baby stories if you want! I always need more dirt on the big guy!" Alfred joked, and Ivan rolled his eyes as Ukraine looked like she was about to cry from joy again. She turned to her brother with a surprisingly firm look. "Vanya, if you do not grab him quickly I am going to snag him. I mean it! He is too good for you!"

"There will be no dating, period!" Ivan said firmly. "Oh, and Alfred?"

"Yes dear?"Alfred said with a straight face.

"If you hit on my sister I will send a nuke to the White House and kill you. Just a reminder."

"Of course." Alfred said, trying and failing to not smile as Ukraine leaned towards her brother with a small smirk.

"So, does that mean I can flirt with him all I want?"

"Katya!"

"What?! It is a valid question!"

"No!"

"Party pooper." She muttered, but couldn't help but laugh at the almost distraught face Ivan was making at her. "Oh lighten up Vanya, I was only teasing. After all, I actually have my eye on his twin brother."

Alfred spit out his drink at that, and Ivan's eyes went large. "What?! You have a thing for Mattie!?" Alfred managed to sputter out, and Ivan looked like he was about to kill someone or cry.

"I was just joking! Joking!" Ukraine laughed, holding up her hands. "Geez, you two take things so seriously! Calm down!"

"Oh my god, my heart." Alfred muttered, clutching his chest. "I can't take anymore shocks this week. Now I know how England feels after I do stupid crap all the time. I need to send him a fruit basket or something to say sorry."

"Katya, please." Ivan said. "No more teasing."

"Aw, you two are no fun." She said, but she did look a little sorry at her actions. "Well, I suppose I can join you tomorrow! However, I think we should call it a day. I think I should head back to my hotel and sleep off my jet lag. I guess I should get myself a taxi-"

"Oh, don't bother with that!" Alfred said quickly, pulling out his car keys and throwing them to Ivan, who caught them with a confused look. "Ivan can drive you back."

"You are not coming?" Ivan asked, and Alfred shook his head as he stood up.

"Nah, the apartment is just around the corner, so I'll just walk back. You two can spend some time together! I mean, you don't get to spend that much time together, right? I don't mind. Just don't scratch the car, okay? Oh, and I'll take that." Alfred said with a grin, snagging the bill.

"Oh, but I said I would pay!" Ukraine said.

"What's that? I can't hear you!" Alfred said with a chuckle as he walked away towards the exit. "I guess I'll just pay this and be on my way! Bye!" And with that he walked around the corner and was gone. Ivan shook his head at Alfred's antics, but Ukraine looked concerned.

"Should I go after him?" She asked.

"Do not bother. He was not going to let you pay the bill in the first place. He has not let me pay for a single thing without a fight since I came here either. He is just like that."

"Ivan! You should not let him do that!" Ukraine scolded.

"It is not that I let him! He is sneaky about it! He only let me pay for the alcohol he wanted to give the Italian brothers for Christmas, and he still insists that he pays me back!"

"How odd." Ukraine said with a sigh. "Well, should we get going?"

"Da, I think we should." Ivan agreed. But before he stood up, he saw that Alfred had left his leftovers on the table. "Oh, we should not waste food." Ivan said, waving at a passing waiter. "Let us get a box before we go."

*Alfred'sP.O.V*

Alfred hummed as he walked towards his apartments. He was in a good mood. A great mood in fact. The rain had let up, the sun was finally shining through the clouds for the first time in days, telling Ukraine he wasn't dating her brother had gone far better than planned, and the whole dating thing seemed to be calming down at last. Now, if he could get home and get a nap, today would be perfect. Smiling to himself, he nearly skipped the whole way back to the apartment.

When he finally got back to his building, he barley even stopped to send Greg a wave before he was bounding up the steps to his apartment. As he got to his door, he reached into his pockets to grab his keys to unlock his apartment, but he was met with an empty pocket. His face fell as he remembered that he had given Ivan his keys.

"Damn." Alfred said, staring at his apartment in disappointment. Well, that was stupid. He stood there for a moment, trying to think about what he should do. "Maybe I left it open?" Alfred muttered, and he tried the door handle, and to his delight he found that he had in fact left it open. "Hell yeah!" Alfred said with a grin, as he opened the door.

"Ah, welcome back." He heard a voice say from his couch, and he froze. Holy crap, was there intruder in his house? Maybe leaving the door open was kind of stupid after all. Slowly looking over at the couch, he felt his heart sink as he saw England giving him a cool look as he petted Hero from across the room.

"I think," England said, still giving Alfred that cool look, "we need to have a chat."

Why couldn't it have been a robber?

A/N: I still live! Then again, I haven't left my house in like, four weeks, so… Anyways! Next chapter, talks between siblings! Well, well, well. I bet all of you thought I was going to tear your hearts out, make them lie to her to spare her feelings, or make Ukraine upset didn't you!? Nope! :) Cleared the air for once instead! And of course, caused your favorite boys a little embarrassment as well. There's a little more explanation into Alfred's and Ivan's pasts as well. But how will England and Alfred interact now? Will they make up, or will there be more DRAMA?! (and plot points.)

Oh, and as for the UkrainexCanada thing…yeah, that's not in the plans, sorry. Unless…? We'll see. (Wait, no. That would make more plot points! BAD AUTHOR, BAD!)

So, did you guys think I wrote Ukraine okay? I hope so! I'm not super familiar with her character, but I tried my best!

(Edit) : HOLY SHIT I FORGOT TO THANK ALL OF YOU FOR GETTING THIS STORY OVER 100 FOLLOWERS! OMG, I'M SO SORRY! D: I honestly didn't think I'd ever get a real story to have over 100 people follow it, only my short stories! The first story I kept up with, and it's doing well? Witchcraft! Not really, it's because you amazing people are here! Oh boy… I better keep writing this or you people are going to come after me… *Sweats*

Usually, I would do a special chapter on my short stories to celebrate this, but… I kind of need to stay on track for this one. Any ideas?