Surprise! Didn't expect me, did ya? Well, too bad! There's no knight in shining armor, only a villain hellbent on bloody horror! Tough luck, I bet you all wanted that perfect child of a deity from above to take center stage, but you won't. Because I'm the one in the spotlight! That's right, me! Haze Underworld, here to show these peasants what a true maniacal villain actually is! Well then, go grab some popcorn and get yourselves comfortable, because this ain't Disney, you hacks!
"Raven totally ruined Legacy Day if you ask me." A prince with a deep, regal tone voiced his opinions.
The person in question had glistening blonde hair and creamy, unblemished skin. He was fitted in an outfit that suited his title and lineage, which was further emphasized by the golden crown adorning his head. The charming teen was seated amongst his friends in the Castleteria of the prestigious academy which was dubbed Ever After High.
The others – who were as equally dressed and stunning as him – nodded at his words, but another group became aggravated at his remark.
A table over, a different set of teens were enjoying their lunches before the prince behind them threw snarky comments about their friend. One of them decided to counter his statement.
"Hey, Raven only wanted to write her own Happily Ever After. Some of us aren't fond of being told what to do by the Royals." A crimson-hooded teen with a white streak in her hair argued back.
"Oh, please." Another from the prince's side got up and immediately retorted.
"We all saw what happened during Legacy Day. Raven didn't like her destiny, so she decided to drag the rest of us down with her." She said in a grudge-laced tone, causing the opposing teens to raise their brows at her in an exasperated fashion.
A weirdly dressed and quirky teen stood up, "My BFFA didn't say that! As a factly of matters, I will tell you all what hexactly happened. Apple was such a stuck-up for the rules that she proposed to send us off to our own 'evil' school before she cackled like a maniac!" She finished with a psychotic look on her face, making the royally inclined students aghast at her claims.
"Are you mad? That never happened!" An auburn-haired teen wearing a crown band rebutted at the false interpretation of events.
Another auburn-haired student from the rowdy side of teens spoke up, "Hey guys, I know a mature way to handle this. Let's just ignore them," he supplied as he chucked a piece of fry into his mouth. His friends shrugged and decided to continue with their lunches, making the students on the other side return to their table with irked expressions.
Unaware of the group of divided teens, another individual observed the two sides with a mischievous grin before she threw a handful of her fries at the already irritated teenagers, snickering all the while.
"Oh hex no, you didn't!" Someone yelled from down below.
"Oh, it is on like fairy song!" The hooded girl stated before chaos then ensued.
The Castleteria turned into a battlefield as the two sides resorted to throwing a random assortment of food items at each other, neither group relenting on their assault as none cared for any other student who would surely get caught in the crossfire. This oversight would become their undoing as a torrent of fire blazed all around them. Each teen had little time to react, but those who did manage to pull their friends under the table for safety from the burning flames that seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
The answer to that question dates back to a few moments earlier. Before the tension rose between the teens, two individuals had recently entered the vicinity of the Castleteria. One looked unimpressed, while the other looked terrified out of her wits.
"... and this is the Castleteria where students can dine and spend their lunches by either catching up with their friends or simply spend the hour in however they see fit." She properly articulated, but the beads of sweat rolling down her face gave way to her frightened self.
The taller of the two simply hummed as he scanned his surroundings for anything noteworthy. Finding none, he merely scoffed. "I left Olympus High for this? This is the best that this trash heap of a school has to offer!?" He complained, anger spewing out of his person as his hair started flaring up.
The dainty girl beside him squeaked as she covered her face with her MirrorPhone while her body erratically quivered. Not wanting to further provoke his ire, she waited for the scary teen to calm down a little before hesitantly asking, "Is there anything else you want to know about, your Underworldness, sir?"
He let out a deep sigh before rubbing his temples. "Might as well make the most out of this dump." He turned to his guide with furrowed brows, not caring for any nasty comments he supplied whenever possible. "You! Go prepare me a table and make it snappy, if I'm gonna be eating here then I'd rather do it as fast as possible. So help the gods, if I am to spend another minute breathing the same air as these peasants, then I will burn this school to the ground!" He finished, as the horrified girl further hid herself as best as she could.
She was about to do as he forcibly commanded, but panic instantly rose within her as a clump of junk food splattered all over his face. One second passed, then two, and three, until the boy's entire body lit up and a sea of flames started expelling from his form fueled by his pent-up rage as he screamed bloody murder and profanities not fit for mortal ears.
Continuing from where we left off, the two groups of students huddled together underneath the sturdy tables for protection against the hot flames.
"What's happening?!" A student made out of wood yelled out as she was inherently the most terrified of the situation. Wood and fire do not mix, so her friends placed her in the middle to maximize shelter from the fiery inferno.
"I don't know! Where did this fire even come from!?" The cloaked girl grasped her hood to keep it down as she felt her body temperature rising, causing her to pant as the moisture in their bodies slowly started evaporating.
"I bet it was Raven, maybe she finally accepted her destiny and wanted to turn the school into ashes as her debut!" One screamed as loudly as she could while holding up her MirrorPhone to record the unbelievable scene happening before her. "You hear that, folks? Raven is finally acting like the Evil Queen she was destined to be!" She hexclaimed while remaining low to avoid having her eyelashes burned off.
"Would you quit it already? Raven will not turn out like her mother, and even if she did, burning the Castleteria is too much for an opening act!" Someone called the other out, but at this point, none of them cared who said it, as the fire soon became too much for them to bear they slowly lost consciousness due to the lack of oxygen. Before the students passed out, they heard a loud splashing noise coming from afar, followed by a discernible hissing.
The stream fire abruptly stopped, much to the relief of everyone around. Determined to find the cause of the life-threatening situation they were just in, both groups turned their heads and saw one familiar student holding an empty pail of water before another student – which no one recognized – with smoke escaping his form.
Realizing her dreadful error, the winged teen dropped the pale as she stared in abject horror at the person whose appearance she just defiled. His head slowly shifted unto her shriveled form as his eyes possessed a murderous look.
"I guess you're tired of living, you false godling. Any last words?" He uttered in a grim tone as he conjured a ball of blue flames in his hands, ready to strike her where she stood.
"I-I… P-please t-te-tell my dad that I am s-sorry." She squeaked out, readily accepting her doomed fate. "And a-also tell Dexter Charming that I… I always… lo… lov–" She muttered in between sobs before a voice called out for her.
"Cupid!" The victim and punisher both looked towards the bespectacled teen, who was frantically panicking about the current events taking place. For a moment, Cupid looked hopeful at her would-be savior but knew it ultimately didn't matter in the end, this boy she was ushering had a distinct tendency to annihilate those who did him wrong. Like her, for instance, maybe she could dream about her one-sided crush on Dexter for just a little longer before ceasing to exist.
The other teens rushed toward the crying form of Cupid to stop the intimidating teen from harming their friend. The crimson-hooded teen was the quickest to respond as she hastily positioned herself between the two, she unknowingly growled at the boy who gave her a look of indifference.
The rest slowly caught up as Dexter arrived at Cupid's side before she lost the strength in her legs, causing her to lean against Dexter's body for support. The charming prince and the rugged rogue stood beside their hooded companion to shield their friend from this dastardly individual. Once again, his face remained unchanged at their pitiful attempt at provocation.
The crazed girl from earlier dipped her hand in her hat before pulling out wooden swords for her friends as they tried their best to look intimidating to hopefully scare off Mister Big and Mean.
"What's the hex is your problem?!" The cloaked girl in the middle spoke up for them, her slit eyes turning fierce as she let out another involuntary growl.
"Foul villain, you better hexplain why you're threatening our friend and possibly endangering the lives of everyone in the Castleteria." The prince demanded as he pointed the wooden sword at the vile individual.
"You have ten seconds before we make sure your story gets discontinued." The rogue threatened.
As the three busily stood their ground against the evil sorcerer, the others tended to Cupid, trying their best to calm their winged friend.
"Shh~ Cupid, it's okay." The girl made of wood tried her best to console the quivering teen, but she kept shaking her head at them.
"N-no, you don't understand. You all have to get out of here!" Her tone made them worry about her greatly.
"If you think we're just going to leave you alone with dark and gloomy over there, then you are sorely mistaken. That is not just right." The girl with her MirrorPhone up added while still capturing everything on camera.
Dexter kept rubbing the space in her back, which eased her nerves a little, but the underlying dread remained. "Please listen to me! I don't want the rest of you involved in my problem, just please leave before he–" Before Cupid could finish, the trio protecting the front was suddenly thrown back by a wave of fire, causing them to crash into a set of vending machines as it let out a few sparks during the initial impact.
Shock and fear were etched across their faces as they turned their heads to witness the frightening teen standing before them. Blue flames shrouded his hand before it extinguished itself, leaving a trail of smoke that morphed into a skull, much to their dismay.
They couldn't move, their bodies seemingly froze up on them as the cold stench of despair slowly enveloped their senses. The chilling aura the boy was exuding ran down their spine, causing them to uncontrollably shiver and shake. The only thought on their minds as the frightening individual slowly approached them was – death.
"Your Underworldness, spare them!" Cupid shrieked as she prostrated before him, her small wings unfurled, leaving her back entirely vulnerable. "They were only trying to help me because they feared for my safety, I'll accept any punishment you bestow upon me. Just please leave my friends out of this!" She openly declared, that the vast majority of students present within the Castleteria observed the scene in silence. Cupid knew she was signing her own death before the prince of the underworld himself, but if it meant her friends were left unscathed, then she would accept any torment headed her way in the hands of him. She waited for him to spray his fire over her exposed form, but no burning sensation nor a rise in temperature occurred. She didn't want to risk anything, so she kept her head bowed at his feet, waiting for something – anything to happen.
Then he laughed.
A bellowing cackle escaped his lips as he raised his other hand to cover his eyes as his howls became louder. His daunting voice echoed against the walls of the Castleteria, as students watched on with growing interest and fear. The teens from before regained their senses as they gathered their bearings. Helping the downed trio, their fearful expression remained fixed on the hysterically laughing psychopath before them.
His fit of laughs soon dissipated, and he started, "I haven't laughed like that in centuries!" He wiped a sole tear running down his cheeks, as it touched the floor it began melting the stone. Concerned and afraid, the teens warily observed every one of his movements.
"Very well, Cupid, I shall entertain your horrid pleas." He directed at them while performing a slow clap. "Be glad, puny mortals. You shall be spared, but I won't be so lenient during the next happenstance." What a jerk, was every student's collective thought.
"Remember the name Haze Underworld, son of Hades – ruler of the Underworld. Future king of all of you foolish mortals!" His remark made everyone shoot him a scowl, either he did not care or chose to ignore the looks directed his way. Instead, he simply laughed once more before finally taking his leave, no longer feeling as hungry as before.
He abruptly stopped before the entrance of the Castleteria before Cupid realized that he was waiting for her to follow his stride. Her body was weak, but she managed to carefully get herself off the floor and straighten out her dress. She took a few tentative steps forward before a hand grasped her arm, holding her in place.
"Cupid, you don't have to do this." Dexter tried to dissuade her from following that monstrous villain.
She formed a smile – one that felt strained and forced – before hugging her crush. Mere seconds passed before she broke the embrace.
"I'm sorry." She muttered, before arriving at Haze's side as the two went out of everyone's sight.
The room remained in an uncomfortable silence. Every student was unsure of what they should do after witnessing what had transpired. It was only when another pair of students entered and saw the state of the Castleteria and everyone present was the silence was finally broken.
"Um, what happened here?" A beautiful and fair blonde girl innocently inquired, concerned for her peers.
"You guys didn't do anything drastic while we were gone, right?" A gothic-looking teenager added with equal amounts of worry lacing her tone.
This was going to be one tall of a tale.
It has been hours since she last saw Haze and heard anything from him. After the two left the Castleteria he immediately ordered her to show him his quarters. Leading the prince of the underworld to the dorms was an easy enough task. After he deemed the room acceptable to suit his standard of living, Haze dismissed her then and there.
She waited outside his door for anything he might ask of her, but after a certain time passed, she realized that he was serious about her leaving him to perform his own vices. Stepping away from the enclosed door, she felt herself finally breathe. Her heart stammered inside her chest, as she relaxed the muscles in her body for the first time today. Since she was excused from classes for the day, Cupid thought of venturing into the village of Book End to take her mind off of stressful matters but realized she didn't have enough strength, nor the mental capacity to drag herself down there. So she instead relented to go back into the dorm room that she was sharing with Blondie.
Her roommate wasn't back yet, most likely still in classes or doing another one of her MirrorCast. The winged teen plopped herself on her bed, the pink sheets and frilled pillows became a haven for her after the day she's been through. She stretched her limbs and her wings, as her chest heaved with each breath she took. Determined to sleep her problems away, Cupid was now faced with a startling new problem.
She couldn't sleep.
Her bed and the crisp afternoon light seeping into her room did nothing to help. Cupid tossed and turned, her sheets were wrinkled and pillows were strewn about. This cycle repeated for hours until she finally felt drowsy enough for sleep to take hold of her. As her eyes closed, distant noises cackled in the back of her mind. She tried to ignore them, desperate to finally fall into a state of unconsciousness, but the noises never ceased. Cupid couldn't identify what was making those hexing sounds, yet they sounded familiar. Something about the tone and frequency made her tense. Her breaths came short, sweat started rolling down her face as the noises grew louder and more frequent.
Just as the clamoring became apparent, she was woken up by a griffon's screech from a nearby rooftop. Startled, she sat upright, throwing the silky sheets off her body as the realization seeped in. She just had a nightmare, but about what? Cupid did not know, nor did she desire to find out, for she had other agendas needing tending to.
Looking at the other side of the room, Blondie was still asleep, but she noticed that her roommate's state of rest was in disarray. Blondie's bed was as ruffled and ruined as hers, possibly more so, Cupid's heart ached.
The morning sun peered into her room as the golden glow illuminated the interior. Cradling herself, Cupid kept trying to convince herself that everything was gonna be fine. But deep down, she knew that things would only get progressively worse.
On the boy's side of the dorms, one lone door stood out from the rest. Situated at the edge of the hall lies the chambers of Haze Underworld. The door looked decrepit and bleak, an air of hostility seeped through the seams as an eerie tone loomed over the entrance to parts unknown. None has so far dared to approach the quarters of someone capable of engulfing their beings in a pillar of fire. The room itself caused distress to the other students who were unfortunate enough to have their dorms within its vicinity. Only the most foolhardy or bravest would ever entertain the thought of getting too close to this damned door, barring a few individuals.
"C'mon, man, someone's got to teach that jerk a lesson!" A hushed voice beckoned their friend to inch closer.
"Then how about you do it then, my good fellow. Are you not the son of the proud Huntsman?" The blonde prince from before rebutted his peer.
"Hey, there's a difference between hunting wolves and catching an otherworldly entity, okay? Besides, you're the Daring Charming, if anyone can stand up to that bully, it's you!" The two began shoving each other to see who would confront the villainous individual lying in wait.
"I'm not so sure about this, you guys," Dexter spoke up, making the two pause in their bout.
"Oh, come on. Don't tell me you're getting cold feet, that jerk deserves what's coming to him after what he did yesterday." The son of the Huntsman stated as he separated from the regal prince.
"Hunter is right, little brother. We need to teach that vile criminal a lesson, and what better time to do so while he's asleep? That villain shall pay for what he did to our friends or my name isn't Daring Charming!" The older charming brother boldly declared but remembered to keep it as subtle as possible to avoid rousing Haze from his sleep.
"I-It's just that, Cupid looked really scared yesterday, and I truly want to help – believe me, I would – but I think it's best if we leave it to a professor or the Headmaster to deal with the likes of him." He said with a hint of venom in his tone, which surprised him.
The other two thought it over and realized that Dexter had a point. It wasn't their job to discipline an unbecoming student, that responsibility fell within their professors' and advisors' jurisdiction. Seeing how foolish they would've acted, Hunter and Daring turned abashed and rubbed the back of their heads in sheepish understanding.
"Yeah, I guess you're right, Dex. As much as I would have loved to take him down a peg, I don't want to risk anything, especially after coming this far. Let's just wait and see what Headmaster Grimm has to say about him, classes are starting soon." Hunter added as Daring gave a curt nod.
"Agreed, we must be punctual no matter what. Come along, gents. Let us take our leave, this door is starting to give me an unpleasant feeling." Daring went ahead as the two followed behind him.
Dexter gave one final glance at the gloomy door before shaking his head and quickly catching up to his brother. The three were unaware of Haze listening in on their conversation and their initial plot of vengeance. A deep, hollow laugh emanated from within the confines of the room, causing close residents to feel a chill trailing their forms.
"Well, this should be fun." The door creaked, opening fully to reveal Haze in all his glory. The dark air surrounded him, which only increased his own intimidating aura. Nearby plants wilted as he passed them while venturing down the length of the hall. Each of his steps exuded power as he marched forth to meet with a certain somebody he tolerated the most in this accursed realm. Haze found himself outside the school as he continued his stroll.
"Everything here is too colorful." He said, while igniting a nearby flower garden, much to the horror of the one tending to it.
"Too sweet." The three little pigs stumbled upon Haze, looking up, and they saw his scowling features. With a flick of his finger, their posteriors lit up in a small flame as they ran away screaming. The smell of bacon lightly fills the air.
"Too bright." He reached a fountain where a student was on his knees asking out another who readily accepted his offer. Haze smirked wickedly as he pushed the two into the fountain, ruining their appearance as he laughed in a condescending tone.
After a morning of ruining other people's lives, Haze was content as he waited near the steps of Ever After High. A few seconds passed before a winded Cupid arrived, heavily panting as she desperately caught her breath while using her inhaler because of the nearby pollen.
"What took you so long?" He reprimanded, causing the love-themed girl to flinch at his harsh tone.
"I-I'm sorry, your Underworldness, this morning has been rather rough…" She vehemently explained.
"I have no need for your measly half-baked apologies. If you're late again, I swear to the gods that I will pluck out every one of your feathers should you ever do me wrong. Do I make myself clear?"
Cupid gulped, life draining from her eyes as she relinquished her freedom in the hands of this monster. "C-crystal, s-sir."
Many students saw the events unfurled with scowls aimed at the prince of the underworld. He dismissed the growing fury of the peasants, their concerns not worth his precious time.
"Good, now lead the way to our first class. I loathe the thought of searching for it myself." Cupid had no choice but to obey as she bowed deeply before climbing the steps, with Haze not far behind.
As the two walked through the halls, hushed whispers resonated around them. By now, every student had heard of the rumors of yesterday's events and the horrid actions Haze had committed. Word spread fast, as each person they came across had a look of disdain towards Haze and a look of worry about Cupid. He chalked it all up to peasants bantering over insignificant things, as they usually would.
Haze sensed hostility from somewhere nearby. Churning his head, he saw the hooded girl from before with a scornful look. Her piercing gaze latched onto him as he gave her a hexing grin in return.
Ah, mortals and their tendency to hold a grudge. How laughable…
His actions have truly made him renowned. Though it took a slightly more violent approach, the results spoke for itself.
Father would be proud…
He blissfully thought as Cupid came to a halt in front of him, noticing that they had arrived at their first class of the day.
He scowled, "Finally, do better next time, you mongrel." The prince of the underworld shoved past Cupid, who winced at the act.
Her listless eyes gave way to her inner thoughts as she wistfully sighed in contempt before entering herself.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the school.
"I don't know, Maddie. I mean, it is a little out of sorts to think that a student would set fire to the Castleteria." A gothic teen told her friend, who looked a little less for wear.
"And I'm telling you, Raven, that that jerk Hazelnut or whatchamacallit almost burned down the Castleteria and everyone in it. I know I may sound mad, and usually I'm proud of it, but this time it's the truth!" Madeline Hatter, daughter of the Mad Hatter, desperately tried to explain the situation to her Best Friend Forever After.
Raven Queen, daughter of the Evil Queen, grew concerned as she tenderly placed her hand on Maddie's shoulder. "Look, maybe you're just seeing things. Did you change your tea recipe by any chance?" Her comment only made Madeline more disgruntled.
"Cheese and Crackers." She groaned.
As the two went back and forth with their conversation, another pair was in the middle of the same routine.
"Apple, I swear I'm telling the truth. Haze is nothing but bad news! You should've seen what he did to us yesterday, he almost burned my lashes off!" The rosy-themed teen brazenly exclaimed to her friend, who simply stared at her weirdly.
"Oh, Briar, this whole Royal and Rebels thing must've gotten to your head. Are you coming down on something, perhaps?" Apple White, the daughter of Snow White, pressed her palm against her BFFA's forehead to check for a fever.
Briar Beauty, daughter of Sleeping Beauty, swatted the hand of her fair friend in annoyance. She was a little miffed at Apple for not believing her, but from an outsider's perspective, she guessed that the snowy teen may have had a point. Who'd even believe that someone came out of nowhere and engulfed an entire room in a sea of fire? It may have been a little strange were it not for the fact that they were living in a world where fantastical characters and wondrous manners of life coexist.
Briar released an exasperated sigh in defeat as her shoulder slumped. Apple caressed the small of her back in an attempt to comfort her, with little to no result.
As they continued their trek, both pairs eventually stumbled into each other as they rounded the corner. Causing the four to collide and fall haphazardly onto the tiled floor. The students were in a jumbled pile of limbs and dresses before managing to get themselves together and stand back up.
The daughters of the Mad Hatter and Sleeping Beauty respectively both gasped in surprise.
"Briar/Maddie, you have to help me hexplain to Raven/Apple about Haze!... Huh?" Both sought out the other for help before facepalming, as they shared the same problem.
"Good morning, Raven, how's every enchanted thing?" Apple gleefully chimed at her friend/future villain.
"Hey, Apple." Raven's tone of voice was less upbeat than that of Apple's. "Things are doing… great? I mean, Maddie's been acting madder than usual, but apart from that, my morning's been good, at least."
Apple clapped joyfully, "Well, I'm glad to hear that. Briar's also been behaving strangely since yesterday, but it won't be enough to hinder this glorious morning." She declared as a stray ray of light showered her in its glow while nearby critters joined her in the ample ambiance, creating an image of perfection. Spectators fawned over the majestic form of Apple White as she returned the praises headed her way.
"Now then, have you perhaps changed your mind about signing the book, Raven?" Apple fluttered her eyelashes at her friend, who held a distraught look.
"Apple, we've talked about this already. I'm not gonna sign the book." She held her ground as Apple's cheery expression broke. "I know it means a lot to you, but I just can't bring myself to be the Evil Queen like you want me to. I'm not my mother, okay? Why can't you see that? I want to choose my destiny, not let some book decide what I should do with my life." Her heartfelt words were left unheard as tears threatened to fall from Apple's eyes.
"But what about my Happily Ever After, Raven? I liked what I had, but because of you, I might never see my future play out!" Apple's voice cracked, making Raven feel like dirt, but she wasn't gonna go back on her words, not after making it this far.
"I'm sorry, Apple. I'll do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness, but I am never signing the book, and that's final." She boldly declared, making Apple whimper before turning her back and crossing her arms.
As the two continued with their argument, Madeline and Briar were having a conflict of their own.
"You saw what I saw yesterday, right, Maddie? I'm not going crazy, am I?" Briar said in a panic as Madeline corrected her.
"No, you're not. That's my job, and I shall thank you not to take it away from me." Madeline pulled out a cup of tea from her hat as she took a gentle sip from the warm brew. "As for your first question, YES, I DID!" Her calm demeanor was immediately replaced by that of anxious decorum.
"I've been trying to tell Raven what was up, and she just kept saying that I wasn't thinking right. Which is weird since I already checked this morning, and I am absolutely positively wonderlandishly as fine as a JubJub getting a rub-rub." She finished with a twitch in her eye, making Briar slightly perturbed at her erratic behavior and choice of words.
"Okay…" Briar's words were a little strained, "Well, I am also in the same boat since Apple is too stubborn to realize that Haze is bad news." She worriedly stated while Madeline finished her cup of tea.
"Never the matter, Briar. For I, Madeline Hatter, have come up with a plan!" Madeline proudly proclaimed.
Briar didn't share the sentiment as an uneasy feeling drenched her form. "Let me guess."
"Guess away!"
"Is it dangerous?"
"Very!"
"Will I regret it?"
"Most definitely!"
"Is there a chance that it may not work at all and would only put us deeper in the mud?"
"You know me better than I thought, my astute companion!"
Pinching the bridge of her nose, Briar quietly groaned before relenting. "Fine, what's this oh-so-brilliant idea of yours, future Mad Hatter?" What other choice do I have? Was Briar's thought.
In response, Madeline giggled as Briar eyed her skeptically.
"I am so glad you asked, future Sleeping Beauty." She returned the gesture, while Briar could only roll her eyes.
"I'll tell you all about my hexciting plan… after this cliffhanger!" She said with jazz hands.
"Wait, what? Who's hanging from a cliff?"
Bet you didn't see that one coming, did ya? Anyways, my time is better spent literally anywhere else. Ask me anything down below, or not, I don't care.