"So, what is it you do around here?" Megalon questioned, surveying the seemingly endless sea of foliage then the actual sea.

Gojira lay upon the soft, sandy beach, resting as the waves gently crashed against his skin. "..."

"Doesn't seem like much to do." She persisted. "Is there any source of entertainment? Outside of eating and sleeping?"

"... "

The Great Beetle narrowed her eyes. "Do you -"

"What the fuck did I tell you before?" Gojira rumbled, opening one eye to stare at her. "Go find your own source of entertainment."

"May I dig?" She instantly questioned like a hatchling.

Gojira closed his eye and waved her away, quickly sighing out. "Sure, whatever, now go away." He didn't exactly pay attention to what he told her, only wanting some peace and quiet at a few costs.

With genuine excitement, she blurted, "Excellent." She hopped into the ground hands first and dug away. Her hands weren't as good as the drills, but they could still rotate and dig into the Earth's crust with ease. She didn't notice the tons of debris cover Gojira as she dissapeared into the ground.

Gojira didn't even feel like grumbling and just laid there, covered in sand and dirt. Despite that, he made a mental note to break Megalon's hands later. Right now, he was thinking of a way he could interact with the other Godzilla's. Something not so awkward on his end. Something natural.

From far away and lounging on a rock, Gigan whistled, "She's gonna get herself merced if she keeps that up."

"I certainly hope so." Orga grumbled, glaring in Megalon's direction. "Worthless traitor."

Gigan rolled her eyes. "Quit bitching. Would've happened sooner or later." Good thing Queen Ghidorah was flying around the territory when Gigan said that and not close enough to hear her say that. "It's not like we were gonna win anyway. Not with him around."

That did nothing to placate Orga's anger. Her glare was now directed to the cyborg. "You would say that."

"Hehehe." Gigan gave a closer look towards the bushes behind Gojira and noticed some off colors through the myriad of greens. Red, gold, Orange, and some grey. "What are those lower life forms up to?"

"Who cares?" Orga grumbled, clenching and unclenching her hands. "I grow bored. Nothing to genetically modify or create. Nothing to build with either. Idle hands are so wasteful."

In the bushes, Anguirus, Rodan, and Queen Caesar whispered amongst each other. Rodan spoke first, "That Pendejo is up to something. All that killing talk, his attitude, and suddenly he's some begrudging nice guy to the Godzilla's after he spares Ghidorah? I don't trust it."

"He's just lying there." Anguirus narrowed her eyes, waiting for the slightest twitch. "Menacingly."

"What I'd give to be able to sleep like that." Queen Caesar sighed, looking upon him with envy. "I must hand it to him, he's impressive."

Gojira didn't even let out a sigh. He knew the other Earth Kaiju Girls were watching him, failing at their attempt at stealth. He could smell and hear them easily. He chose not to address it seeing as how it wasn't hurting or bothering him so far.

With a small exhale, he rolled over to the water to completely submerge himself, save for his dorsal plates as to let them bask in the sun. Great thing about the sun? The radiation that Gojira could naturally absorb. Not even close to instantly refreshing as a nuke to the face, but it did the trick over time and felt good. He could feel the soreness practically melt away. At this point, he'd slumber but he'd preferred to stay awake at this point.

Then came a small flapping sound and a small Bidibidi. Queen Ghidorah had landed next to him, much to his displeasure. "Male lizard." She purred. He choose to ignore her. "Male Lizard." She sounded more monotone this time.

"..."

Queen Ghidorah, now annoyed, hissed. "Male lizard."

Three times was enough. Gojira stood up and got in Queen Ghidorah's face, canines bared. "Is your kind and theirs hard at hearing or all of you aliens mentally inept?"

"Do you not notice?" Ghidorah hissed in a low tone, subtly glancing towards the bushes.

Gojira backed up slightly. "Notice what?"

"The maggots. They're watching you." She hissed, agitated by his response. Or rather, his lack of it.

He nodded then said, "Indeed. And I don't care."

Queen Ghidorah pinched the bridge of her nose, wondering why such an invasive thing warranted no action. This was his territory wasn't it? She settled on asking, "Do you at least know why?"

"No, space trash." He told her blandly and narrowed his eyes at her. "Now leave me be or have your tongue ripped out."

Queen Ghidorah snarled quietly and walked away. She found the lack of clear hierarchy maintaining frustrating, less so than her predicament obviously, but enough to address it in some degree. Gojira's mixture of aggression and apathy was ironically annoying her. She muttered to herself, "Under my rule, you and those lackeys would be putting your tongues to better uses."

Gojira heard her mutter, though it was unclear, and threateningly asked, "Wanna say that to my face?"

Queen Ghidorah froze and mentally cursed. If she did do that, he may follow through with a more physical retaliation considering his clearly raised annoyance, but if she didn't, she would look even more feeble, wounding her pride further... She glanced to where Orga and Gigan were, noticing Gigan watching with keen interest. Cybernetic bitch. She decided that as long as it wasn't death, it was fine. She spun around to retort and inevitably suffer what comes next, but something stopped her.

"Skkkreeooonk!"

Saved by the bell, er, alpha call in this case. A rustle was heard in the bushes as the Earth Defenders headed their friend and leader's call. Gojira decided to follow, but before he went off, he yelled for the aliens to hear, "None of you do anything stupid while I'm gone!"

Gigan quirked a brow and shouted. "Didn't you let Megalon go off to dig!? By herself!? Without threatening her!?"

Let it never be said that even Gojira could have his own moments. He settled on barking out, "Shut the hell up and do as I say!" and decided he'd face that idiocy when it returned to bite him on the tail later.

XXXXX

Godzilla patiently waited for her friends to arrive and was "pleasantly" surprised to see Gojira trail behind them. Then again, this offered another opportunity she supposed.

Godzilla hopped off from the mountain and cracked her neck, "Alright, girls, time for those morning spars."

Rodan folded her arms and nodded. "Hell yeah."

"Ready!" Anguirus fist pumped.

And Queen Caesar groaned. "I miss sleeping in."

"But, we may have a few changes." She glared at Gojira. "You know, we never did get to finish our matches. Twice we were interrupted."

"We were." Gojira rumbled. While not feeling the same level of hostility she was, he was eager to fully gauge her might, though he expected her to be rather behind to put it politely. But this would be good for her. Good for him too. Spars might be a way to bond here for all he knew. "I'm up for a real match if you are."

"Good answer." Godzilla stepped forward. "You guys can fight with each other. We're gonna spare first."

"Yeah, spar." Anguirus scoffed as she and the others back away, more keen on watching them then sparring. "Just don't destroy the island, alright?"

Godzilla and Gojira locked glares then raised their fists. Radioactive energy flowed through them. And...

They both threw punches, Gojira's fist making contact with Godzilla's cheek while narrowly dodging her strike. Godzilla was sent skidding across the ground on her back. Gojira released a short breath and followed after her.

Godzilla got back on her feet just as Gojira came in with another fist. She caught it in her hand, almost wincing from the force, and Godzilla launched a punch with her free hand only for Gojira to catch it. A momentary deadlock. Like Queen Ghidorah, she was losing ground.

"The difference between us is vast." Gojira stated bluntly, knowing she'd take it as an insult. But she needed to hear this in his opinion.

"Shut the hell up." Godzilla snarled and headbutted Gojira. He growled, a brief moment of pain, and did the same, making Godzilla stumble. This let Gojira wrench his caught arm free and land a solid blow in her stomach. Godzilla gasped then grit her teeth, refusing to show weakness from a love tap. She used her free arm and punched Gojira in the face, only for him to shrug it off and retaliate. She couldn't shrug it off, not like him, but bared it and went for another punch.

They traded blow after blow, punch after punch, Gojira faring better than Godzilla who was getting more sore and drained after each blow. They kept going and going, increasing their power with each blow to pummel the other into submission. She was trying to match him, but she was failing. She was determined not to lose, not to be shown up again, even if her body was screaming otherwise.

Gojira could feel it, her frustration, her drive. It was good, it was fitting for a Daikaiju akin to him, but it wouldn't be enough. With a quick, yet deep breath, he dodged her next punch, going low, and unleashed a powerful uppercut straight for Godzilla's chin. She was too slow to dodge and was sent flying into the air.

Gojira walked over as Godzilla groaned and lightly put his foot against her chest before she could fully get up. "That's a loss for you. In a serious fight, my foot would cave in your throat."

"As if I'd let you." Godzilla snarled, attempting to lift herself only for Gojira to put on more pressure.

He shook his head. "That wouldn't be a factor. This is your loss." He could see her charging her Atomic Breath and he rolled his eyes. "You think that would help?"

Godzilla snapped out of her anger for a split second and grumbled as she remembered that radioactive fire was his element too. Once she relaxed, Gojira took his foot off of her. "Wanna know your flaw?"

"That I'm not as strong as you?" She sarcastically replied.

"That is one." He confirmed to her expected annoyance. "But your also caught up in your pride. That's the main problem. You tried to match me blow for blow when you were clearly losing. You would've lasted much longer if you simply dodged more."

"I can take it." She argued back.

"No, you can't." Gojira stated, a tiny snarl in his tone. "Notice how bruised you are already? And I'm certain you saw how I plummeted to the Earth in my last fight? Think you could take something like that?"

She almost looked away and replied with, "It wouldn't kill me." Though she knew she'd be in bad shape if she went through what he did.

"Don't you see that's your problem? You're arrogant." He growled. She needed to understand that she had limits. Limits yet to be broken.

She worked a brow. "I'm arrogant? Prideful? That's a laugh coming from you."

"Yet here I stand triumphant. Again." He stated bluntly, not at all fazed by her verbal jab or rising anger. "If you want a chance to stand against me, then get over your hang up. It's a necessity. I learned mine and you must do the same." Godzilla clenched her fists and was ready to ask for another rematch. Hearing him say all that infuriated her and the way he was talking wasn't helping assuage her rage. Before she could act on her impulse, Gojira spoke again, "By the way, you lost the wager."

"The-that!" Godzilla sputtered and quickly realized what he meant before she cursed.

"Yeah, that." Gojira confirmed. "Which means you don't get ask about it. Ever." Godzilla wanted to speak against that, but she was a Kaiju Girl of her word. She was about to stomp off, but Gojira had something else to say. "Are we done sparring?"

"I assumed you were." Godzilla replied. He was always so keen on being left alone from what she saw, even if he did try and be oddly friendly with her and Junior. Though, now that she thought about it, he did come here and answer her alpha call when he really didn't have to.

"Why would you assume that? You aren't curious about more of what you could learn from me?" Gojira asked. This was an opening for him. If he was lucky, Junior would show up here too and maybe even get involved.

Godzilla rolled her eyes. "Didn't I learn enough?"

"Did you?" Gojira retorted, crossing his arms. "Sure you couldn't learn more?"

"Ugh, you sound like my mom." Godzilla groaned. Gojira held back a visible reaction to that comment. She thought back to Gojira's fight with Queen Ghidorah and grumbled out. "That nuke pulse... how'd you do that?"

Gojira jabbed a thumb at his dorsal plates and answered, "For starters, your plates most likely need to get shattered first. Hurts like a real bitch the first time."

Godzilla nearly cringed at the thought of such a thing. "Okay... so, that wasn't the first time you did it?"

"No. After the first time, you can do it at will. Though, the more heated your plates are, the better." Gojira casually explained. This was starting to go smoothly. She was engaging in the conversation, a conversation oriented on her combat growth, less heatedly too. "Though, I don't recommend going out of your way to maim yourself. Truthfully, I discovered it on accident."

"And here I thought you couldn't be hurt, Pendejo." Rodan chirped, Anguirus and Queen Caesar walking beside her.

"Shouldn't you loudmouth tagalongs get playing? We're busy." Gojira shooed them away, much to their annoyance.

Anguirus scoffed and waved him off. "Didn't realize you two were exclusive."

Godzilla looked momentarily contemplative and shrugged. "Eh, we're done for now anyway I guess. I lost the wager anyway." She grumbled that last part bitterly.

Gojira clicked tongue in annoyance and Rodan, with a vicious smirk walked up to him and cracked her knuckles. "Since your so keen on a good spar-"

"I sure as hell won't go looking in your direction." Gojira began walking away.

"Oi, Pendejo!" Rodan called out to him, infuriated by his sudden disinterest. "What's up with that? Tall, dark, and douche just blew me off like that." She punctuated this with a snap of her fingers. "I didn't even insult him yet!"

"Guess he's only the type to interact with his own." Godzilla guessed. "Can't exactly say I like the favoritism though."

"Yeah. Like we ain't good enough to spare with?" Anguirus questioned, tossing Gojira a glare. "Mudak."

"Godzilla!" Gojira turned his head and called out to her. "If you want to know more, you where to find me. As for the rest of you, annoy me less."

Rodan gawked for a second then looked on the verge of exploding. "The fuck!?"

Queen Caesar stopped her before she could march up to him and start another conflict. "Leave it be, Rodan. I doubt you'll be changing his attitude anytime soon."

Godzilla furrowed her brow as he walked off. He really was confusing to think about. She shook her head and decided to dwell on it later. "Alright, enough of that. This is our training session after all." She stated with an emphasis on our.

Gojira decided to watch from afar. He wanted to analyze Godzilla if he couldn't spar with her at least. Looking over all the Earth Kaiju present, he had to wonder where Kumonga was, not that he cared for her. Same for Zilla, if that knock off was still around. Then, more importantly Mothra and Junior... the thought of those two talking unsettled him. Even if those fairies said she wouldn't talk about his past...

Suddenly, something popped out of the ground between him and the Kaiju Girls. Megalon's head. "Greetings. I have made myself a little more content."

"I don't care." Gojira blurted, returning his eyes to the training Kaiju Girls.

Megalon slowly lifted herself from the earth and said, "You don't care about much do you?"

"No." He blurted once more. Once she was fully out and blocking Gojira's view, he motioned for her to move. She complied, but to his displeasure, she stood by his side. "Don't pester me."

Megalon nodded. "I won't. But I have questions."

Gojira groaned out, "What did I ju-"

Megalon, didn't pay attention and asked her questions, "Why are you so fixated Godzilla? Do you consider her your significant other?"

Gojira took a moment to ponder the meaning of Megalon's last words, "Significant other?"

"What some lifeforms would call a mate.' She explained, careful not to say lower lifeforms. "Because that title clearly belongs to the moth based Kaiju Girl despite the vast differences."

"Your assumptions are wrong and my relationships are none of your concern." He told her sternly, not at all comfortable with Megalon's boldness. Did death threats mean nothing to anyone?

Megalon nodded. "True, but I'm oddly interested."

"Then cease being interested." Gojira ordered.

"That's not how it works with my species." Megalon replied.

Gojira sighed out his frustration. "Go play with the other aliens, Megalon."

Megalon shook her head and fidgeted in her position. "I'm not really comfortable with that. Only reason Queen Ghidorah hasn't executed or assassinated me is because you and your Earth friends have been around so much. She most likely assumes I've gained your favor. Though I don't fear Orga, but I am cautious, and Gigan's my claw buddy, Queen Ghidorah has a talent for removing betrayers."

"Claw buddy?" Gojira repeated dully. "Also, friends? Really? You make many assumptions."

"Perhaps." Megalon agreed. "Anyway, I prefer not to have my new "freedom" stolen by a violent death."

"Another assumption." Gojira ducked under a rock sent flying by one of the Kaiju Girls. Anguirus screamed an apology. "What makes you and her think any of us would care enough to stop her?"

"Mothra would." She was right in that case, given the goddess' kindness. "And both you and Godzilla should. Isn't this planet yours? You want her to do whatever she wants? You truly want to give her that inch?"

Gojira thought that last part over. In that case, the space beetle was correct. Queen Ghidorah being able to kill whoever she wanted would be unacceptable, even one of the aliens. Sure, for Gojira's reasoning, it would be for a petty reason which would be to merely spite the space dragon, but still. "Hnn. I have to hand it to you, you might not be as stupid as you look."

Megalon furrowed her brow and clenched her fists. "I take that compliment with mixed feelings."

Gojira shrugged and gave her a disinterested, "Whatever."

After a few minutes of silently watching the Earth Defenders train, Megalon grew bored and asked, "Wanna see my hole?"

Gojira had a perplexed look that immediately turned to annoyance. "No. Stop talking already."

"A simple no would've sufficed." Megalon grumbled, slowly getting used to Gojira's near constant less than stellar attitude. Poor Kaiju Girl didn't feel like digging so instead she decided to ease her boredom another way. She approached the Earth Kaiju girls, to Gojira's shock, and asked, "May I join!? I grow bored!"

Gojira expected them to turn her away, especially Godzilla, but instead, they nodded in approval, Godzilla even saying, "Sure, why not? The more and the unexpected, the better."

"Excellent." And with that, Megalon jumped headfirst into the spar, her, Anguirus, and Godzilla entering a three way brawl.

Gojira snorted, wondering why they'd accept her in like that, especially Godzilla. Sure, Megalon went rogue, but she was an enemy, worse yet, an opportunist. At least the other aliens were in the Earth's face with their intentions, in his opinion. Granted, she was probably better than Gigan.

Gojira tensed as he smelled another approaching Daikaiju. Orga, the bulky one. "Excuse me, Gojira." He could hear the nervousness, despite the monotone.

She was correct to feel anxious. "There a reason you've come this far from your area?"

"I require... your assistance." She said slowly, her voice laced with contained resentment. Considering he was solely responsible for the sinking of her ship, one could understand why she would be one of the more spiteful aliens under Queen Ghidorah.

"Why do I-" He stopped himself from asking a useless question and sighed. "Mother fucker... Is it important?"

"I would say of top priority!" Orga stated more confidently.

Gojira rolled his eye. "So no."

The alien ignored Gojira's jab and went on to clarify. "I need to find my invention. The Mechagodzilla."

Gojira raised an eyebrow and let out a dry chuckle. "Oh, so we have you to thank for that cheap knockoff?"

"Cheap knockoff?" Orga hissed, genuinely offended to that insult of what she considered a work of art. "The amount of quality material and design put into that-gah!" A boulder smacked her across the face and momentarily silenced her.

Much to Gojira's clear amusement as he smirked wickedly. "Whoever threw that boulder, do it again!" He ducked as one came at him. "Not at me, you idiot!"

"Be more clear then, Pendejo!" Rodan irately yelled back.

"Dumb bitch bird!" Gojira retorted.

"Arrogant fu-ow!" A fist landed against the back of Rodan's head before she could finish her insult and knocked her against the jungle floor, courtesy of Megalon.

"Was I supposed to do that?" The alien wondered aloud since she wasn't doing anything despite the spar. Not out of genuine kindness, but to make sure Godzilla and the others wouldn't harm her for that.

"Either you or me." Godzilla answered dryly.

"Urgh, anyway." Orga groaned, rubbing her sore side of her head. "I need to find the pieces as to make sure she causes no further grief. That model is a rather powerful prototype."

"It's in the scrap heap where it belongs. I'm sure as hell not about to let you get your grubby gray paws around it." Gojira empathized this with brandishing his fist in her face, secretly wishing he had his claws instead.

Orga snarled. "It's for your benefit. I need to deactivate her. The metal is specially designed to put itself back together unless to gravely damaged."

"Define that." Gojira ordered. She clearly wasn't sure what he meant so he clarified. "By gravely damaged."

"Did you incinerate her or reduce her to an unrecognizable heap?" Orga questioned, hoping they didn't do any of that to one of her babies.

Gojira stroked his chin. "Godzilla melted some parts, but it was mostly taken apart. I assumed they tossed it into one of the volcanoes."

"That won't do it. Also fuck you. Fuck all of your kind." Orga bluntly stated. "She was designed to withstand harsh conditions. Even magma won't do in a short amount of time."

Gojira pinched the bridge of his nose and turned to the Earth Defenders, but not before threatening the alien. "Remind me to break your arms after we find it and you deactivate it."

"I make no promises." She muttered, subconsciously touching her hands together.

"Hey, Godzilla!" Called Gojira. "Where'd you and your tagalongs throw the robotic hunk of junk."

"A marvel of science!" Orga roared, unable to be silent at the utter disrespect of her work. "Damn it!"

Godzilla put down Megalon, somewhat roughly, and replied. "In the volcanoes, why?"

Gojira went to explain. "Because apparently it-"

"She!" Orga suddenly yelled.

"Shut up!" He barked at the alien before turning back to the others. "It isn't dead." He finished.

"Offline!" Orga corrected.

"You wanna lose your tongue privileges!?" Orga visibly stiffened at Gojira's warning and rapidly shook her head. Gojira snorted, satisfied with her response and turned back to the other Kaiju Girls. "Anyway, she needs to deactivate it so it doesn't cause us anymore trouble."

"Damn it, when will it end?" Godzilla complained. Gojira snorted in light amusement since he stopped taking that very same question ages ago. "Alright, who threw it away?" Godzilla asked one of her friends.

"Me." Said Anguirus, who walked forward. "I'll show Mudak and the gray lady where I dropped the pieces off." She began leading Gojira on and called back behind her light heartedly. "Don't have too much fun without me!"

"No promises!" Godzilla called back before the sparing restarted. She caught a sloppy punch from Megalon and flipped her over.

"So, you've given me a nickname too, Kickball?" Gojira asked mockingly.

Anguirus responded in kind. "I just call it like I see it is all."

"Whatever." Gojira briefly glanced at Orga. "Move it, you inept brute."

"Inept brute am I?" Orga hissed to herself. She had to admit, this male had a talent at being swiftly unlikable just like his planet. She trudged behind the two earthlings, dreaming of all the experiments that could be done to the infuriating male lizard. She spares one last glance at Megalon and clicked her tongue, rather disgusted by how she was associating with those who ruined their lives. Queen Ghidorah may have been a tyrant, but at least she had a ship.

Ah, the ship, one of her prized babies. Orga wondered what became of her old possessions, the drones, and other goodies life bestowed upon her. She shuddered to think about may have become of them. All of her playthings and other crafts, her ship, lost to the depths.

Once Gojira was out of sight, Megalon decided to ask her question after getting up from another flip. "He's fixated on you."

Godzilla rolled her eyes. "We know."

"Are you related in some way?" Megalon continued.

Godzilla hesitated to answer for a few seconds. There was a connection, there had to be, but he sure as hell wasn't making anything clear. She shrugged. "Don't know. Dosen't matter though, I lost my bet. Can't pry, even though I want to."

Megalon hummed and glanced in his general direction again. "He's so strange."

"Again, beetle babe, we already know."

XXXXX

"Down here. One of the deeper volcanoes in our humble abode." Anguirus had lead them back the volcano pits, directing them to the one that was used more so for disposal rather than cleaning off and occasional fun.

"Humble being the key word." Orga grumbled.

Anguirus folded her arms and gave a smug retort. "Yeah, but at least we still have ours."

Orga shook her fist. "You little-"

"Shut up and go deactivate your broken toy or you'll be "offline" next." Gojira warned, not about to sit by and listen to a verbal barb contest between two lackeys.

Orga wordlessly did as she was told and hopped down the pit to do her work. At the very least, she'd have a moment of peace and could pay some respect to her fallen creation.

Meanwhile, the other Daikaijus had a moment of awkward silence until Anguirus spoke up. "Hey, Mudak."

Gojira folded his arms. "What is it, Kickball?"

Anguiruis pointed at him. "How did you know about us? Me, Rodan, and Queen Caesar?"

Gojira's was silent for a second until he grumbled out, "Mind your own business."

"Yeah, me and my friends are my business." She growled back and took a step to him. "I'm not afraid of you."

He tapped towards her. "No Kaiju is until I beat them within an inch of their lives."

"And that's the other thing, what the fuck is up with your hostility?" She asked with exasperation, already tired of his default attitude. "You ever think of this thing called "lightening up"? Even Godzilla wasn't as bad as you."

Gojira shrugged, his glare softening just a tad. "We grew up differently. That satisfy you?"

She had a deadpan face. "Not exactly."

With the same type of face, Gojira said. "I don't exactly care." Then his eyes narrowed. "As for your other question? Psychic powers."

"R-really?" Anguirus questioned. That didn't comfort her in the slightest. This opened another load of questions she may not have wanted answered. "As in mind reading?"

"No, Kickball. That was sarcasm." He sighed. He had to wonder if Anguirus was anything like this in his timeline. "I'm guessing your head is nowhere near as hard as your head? How times did you hit it as a hatchling?"

Anguirus clicked her tongue and cracked her neck. "Tell you what, keep up the attitude and I'll show you how hard my head really is."

Gojira let out a dry "ha" and made a come hither gesture. "Anytime you're ready to live up to your new nickname again."

Shortly after that line, Orga had came up from the lava pit and shook the remainder of lava off. She swallowed a lump in her throat. "I have... less than stellar news by your standards to deliver."

Orga flinched when Gojira roared his response. "Of course you do! Anything else!?"

She knew that question was most likely a rhetorical remark in his anger, but Orga couldn't help herself and blurted, "You can no longer merely refer to my work as a toy."

For the cost of her pride, she received a harsh fist to the gut. Somewhat worth it.

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AN: Last time I updated was literally at 12AM on Sunday but it said Saturday instead. Guess the site has a different timezone from me, lol. East Coast of USA represent! Well, guess that works out for y'all I suppose. As usual, big thankies to DragonKingDragneel25.

I'm not gonna say, "I'll update every week" or something like that. Things might happen and all this other jazz... but I may try. I really am having fun. But, there are other factors that can affect the updates.

Anyway, thanks for the feedback as usual! And, uh, two things:

1. Anyone interested in doing a reaction for this fic? I know, early as all heck to ask for this, but reaction fics can take time anyhow and I kinda wanna see reactions to it. If interested, PM me bruh.

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Vein Bloodborne: I meant at the end of the chapter, yep.

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