As was normal for him, Cody woke up well before the sun began its trek across the sky. Going to bed early and waking up even earlier had been a routine for him since his late teens, and it seemed that bodily schedule had followed him back in time.

He didn't really want to get up so early - it was the first of two days off the cast would have in between most challenges, and he would've liked to rest - but he knew he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. His mind was too active.

Even now, Cody's mind raced as he wondered if he had done right by Ezekiel. It wasn't like there was much more he could've done, aside from outright telling him what to do, but he had done what he could.

The rest was in Zeke's hands. And Cody's. Still.

He wasn't going to allow what happened during World Tour to repeat itself. No matter what.

Cody relaxed as he felt the cool, crisp air of the morning as it seeped through the cabin walls and floor. Despite its many shortcomings, Wawanakwa did have one thing going for it - it was very in tune with nature, and Cody could appreciate that.

Heh, he was starting to sound like Bridgette.

Cody chuckled quietly to himself as he got ready for the day, careful not to wake up anybody in the cabin. He didn't want to be the one explaining that he was going out on a run before the sun came up to his teammates.

As he snuck out, carefully closing the door behind him, he froze in shock at the realization that he wasn't alone.

Sitting on the steps of the cabin, sketchbook in hand, was Gwen.

She didn't notice him at first - she was too focused on her drawing to care. But Cody had accidentally let the door go in surprise once he realized he wasn't alone, causing the old door to let out a tiny squeak as it finished closing. It was enough to get Gwen's attention, though, and she jumped in surprise as she realized she was no longer alone with her thoughts and drawings.

"Cody?" She asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper, "What are you doing up? It's still dark out."

Cody shrugged. "I could ask you the same thing. I was just planning to go on a run." She rolled her eyes at his response, but she allowed a small smirk to show, letting Cody know she wasn't actually annoyed.

"Okay, Mr. Smarty Pants, have it your way," Gwen teased, before sighing, "I just wanted to get a quick sketch of the sunrise, before anyone else got up. This place sucks, but the view here is pretty nice."

Cody nodded in understanding. "I get that. I won't bother you, then."

He made his way over to the steps to pass Gwen and leave her in peace, but she held her arm out, blocking him. He could've still passed by her, but he stopped anyway, and turned to her with a curious gaze.

"You know, I don't mind the company," Gwen offered, "As long as you aren't too annoying, that is."

Cody knew that this was the closest thing he'd get to an invitation to hang out with Gwen, so he nodded gratefully and sat down quietly on the steps next to her.

The sun had begun to rise, the first dashes of orange and pink beginning to herald the start of a new day. With every moment that passed, the blues and purple of the night were pushed further back to make way for the dawn.

The two of them sat together for a long time, simply enjoying each other's presence. Not many words were spoken, but they weren't needed.

Cody might not be fully over Gwen - maybe he never would - but moments like this were enough.

Besides, Trent was a great guy. He'd treat her right… wait.

Shit. Cody might have to keep Trent from going insane again. But how could he do that? He wasn't even a part of Total Drama Action!

His good mood had just been slightly soured.

–

Cody seemingly being okay with Chef's food on the first day was one thing.

It was on a whole other level during breakfast when the Screaming Gophers watched, in abject horror, as Cody scarfed down TWO servings of Chef Hatchet's cuisine. It was white paste and runny eggs, but that wasn't enough to deter Cody.

Even Owen, the human trash compactor he was, looked a little bit queasy watching him eat.

Cody didn't notice though, too busy eating to care. He eventually did go out on a run, albeit much later than he had originally planned. That wasn't too big of an issue, the only downside being that he didn't have much time to shower before breakfast.

What was an issue, however, was how difficult running was to Cody. Sure, he had sprinted away from bullies before, and he had been in relatively good shape at the end of World Tour, but that didn't translate here very well. Cody was in even worse shape than the thought, and he had set that bar low. Now the bar was six feet under, and Cody was sore all over.

He knew he'd have to keep at it, though. You didn't get anywhere by being a scrawny little nerd.

Cody ignored the voice in his head telling him that was exactly what happened to him during World Tour.

So, absolutely spent and really hungry, Cody decided to treat himself. It wasn't much of a treat - actually, it wasn't a treat at all - but food was food.

He still finished before anyone else was even close to being done with their meals, leaving Cody with a full day to kill and nothing to do.

Well, maybe that wasn't entirely true.

He stared at his keyboard as he entered the cabin, the gears in his head starting to turn. He was never gifted, per se, but he always enjoyed breaking it out every once in a while just to see what sort of tunes he could create. He stood idly over it, miming playing it for a while, trying to get used to the feeling of the instrument again.

After a few minutes, Cody began to actually play. His rustiness was obvious, and Cody himself flinched a few times at his own errors. It was rough, but eventually his muscle memory and skill returned, and he found himself getting lost in his own little world as he played.

Yeah, he could work with this.

He wasn't sure how long he played for, but when he finally stopped, opening his eyes and ears to the world again, he was greeted with clapping.

Cody froze.

He didn't realize he had an audience.

Whipping his head around, he saw Trent and Owen both sitting on their bunks, both giving him light applause.

"Uh, hey guys," Cody said awkwardly, blushing beet red, "How long have you been there?"

"Not too long," Trent replied, leaning back on his bed, "We didn't want to disturb you. You were really in the zone there."

Cody's blush just intensified, clearly embarrassed. "Sorry about that, I got a bit carried away I guess."

"Nah dude, that was awesome!" Owen praised loudly, "You're super good at that! It was like we had our own private concert!"

Trent laughed at Owen's enthusiasm, and even Cody had a small smile on his face. He looked around, realizing it was just the three of them.

"Where are Noah and Justin?"

Trent shrugged. "Noah came back with us, but said it was too loud and just grabbed a book and left. Justin went to go work on his tan."

Cody nodded, but sighed internally. He had hoped he could help Noah out, and befriend him sooner, but the brainiac was making it rather tough.

Oh well. He'd get through eventually!

He hoped.

"Anyways," Trent began, hopping off the top bunk, "I've been itching to bust out my guitar for a while, mind if I join you?"

"Sure!" Cody responded, an easygoing grin on his face.

Owen cheered. "Sick! It'll be like a real concert!"

Cody rolled his eyes playfully, but turned back to his keyboard, now playing to the tune of Trent's guitar as Owen hummed happily beside them.

–

Cody wasn't sure how long the three of them hung out together in the cabin, but he knew they missed lunch when Owen had run out of the cabin at the smell of food, even if it didn't appeal that much to the big guy.

Trent and Cody were even less hungry, and enjoying their music more, so they opted to stay behind. However, as the hours went on, even they got tired of their music, and so they bade each other goodbye and went their separate ways for the rest of the day. Trent had told him he was going to go on a nature walk, which Cody was pretty confident was code for going to try to talk to Gwen - she had passed by the two of them as they were talking outside of the cabin. But Cody?

He went for a nice walk on the beach. Sure, it wasn't a very big beach, nor was it a very pretty beach, or a very clean beach, or…

The point was that Cody found a certain charm to it. He enjoyed the feeling of the sand between his toes (he was NOT getting sand in his socks and shoes, thank you very much), felt a certain calmness while looking out onto the lake's horizon, and he relaxed at the sound of the waves crashing gently against the shore. Nostalgia at its finest.

Apparently, he was the only one who felt that way.

He didn't really think anyone would be on the beach with him, it really wasn't special, but if he had to pick someone out of the other twenty campers to be out here, it would have been Bridgette.

She sat despondently on the ground a few yards away from Cody, right up against the water with her surfboard beside her. She was in her wetsuit, and looked like she had just gotten out of the water, giving Cody a pretty good idea of what she had been trying to do.

"You okay there?" Cody asked once he was close enough.

"Gah!" Bridgette jumped, gasping in surprise at the realization that she was no longer alone. Her arm shot out involuntarily, catching Cody by surprise as her fist hit him squarely in the kiwis.

"!" Cody gasped in pain as all the air in his lungs immediately left his body, face planting in the sand as his hands went down to desperately protect his crotch. He let out a small whimper of pain, under too much duress to care.

"Oh my God!" Bridgette exclaimed once she realized what she had done, "I am so sorry! Are you okay?"

Cody just groaned, more concerned with relearning how to breathe than responding for the time being. Eventually, he was brought back down to Earth again, pulling his head out of the sand as he looked at Bridgette with a small amount of fear - something she clearly noticed, if the way she cringed guiltily was any indication.

"I'm okay," he managed to wheeze out, "Remind me to never try sneaking up on you."

Bridgette just looked even guiltier. "I'm really sorry," she apologized again, "I just didn't think anyone would be out here, and I get scared easily, and when you spoke up I just freaked out and -"

Cody put up a hand to stop her. It was getting awkward. "It's all good, apology accepted."

"Are you sure?" At Cody's nod, Bridgette let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much. You're… Cody, right?"

Cody nodded. "Yep!" He said, popping the 'p' at the end, "And you're Bridgette, I think?"

Of course, Cody obviously knew Bridgette's name. He just had to act like they were meeting for the first time. It was pretty rough. At least he wasn't too close to her in his previous life, unlike Trent - it would be easier to act naturally around Bridgette, since he didn't know too much about her.

"Got it in one!" Bridgette sounded pretty pleased. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Cody."

"Likewise!" Cody suddenly remembered why he was talking to her in the first place - the rather depressed look she had borne before she had accidentally done her part to prevent Cody from having children.

"So, what are you doing out here?" She asked curiously, "This isn't exactly the nicest place on the island, you know."

Cody shrugged. "I've been cooped up in my cabin all day, and was bored out of my mind. Thought the beach would give me some fresh air and a nice view, I'm not too disappointed."

"You're not disappointed by this?" Bridgette gestured to all the debris, trash, and algae covering the drabby yellow sand. "I wouldn't quite call this a resort level beach."

"Well, it could be worse," Cody replied, semi-suavely, "I could be here without you."

The two of them held it together for a collective three seconds before they burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, that was pretty funny," Bridgette admitted, amused, "How many times have you used that one before?"

"First time, if you'd believe it," Cody chuckled awkwardly, "My turn to ask a question. Why were you looking at the ocean like it just broke up with you?"

That might not have been the best thing to say, because Bridgette regained that forlorn look in her eyes, even if it wasn't as prominent as it was before Cody showed up.

"Well, this might come as a shock to you, but I'm a pretty avid surfer," she said sarcastically, gesturing to her surfboard for emphasis, "And I was really excited to get to spend the whole summer on an awesome beach resort. I know this place isn't exactly Hawaii, but I still wanted to at least try and see if I could get any surfing done."

"Let me guess, no dice?"

"No dice." Bridgette nodded her head in agreement. "It wouldn't even be that bad if it was just that the island kinda sucked, but a lot of the people here seem kinda…"

"Nuts?" Cody offered.

"I was gonna say scary, but nuts works too!" Bridgette giggled, "Eva is terrifying, Courtney is bossy, Duncan is mean - you're lucky you didn't have to deal with any of them yesterday."

"I don't know, Izzy and Heather are something else." Cody countered, "Leshawna had to throw Heather off the cliff for us to win. Besides, they can't be that bad, it's only been two days! Maybe they just got off on the wrong foot."

"Maybe, but I don't know," Bridgette replied, unsure, "I'm pretty sure I saw Duncan giving a deer a noogie."

"Okay, maybe not all of them," Cody agreed, "But I'm sure there are plenty of great people here!"

Bridgette just smiled.

"I think I can think of a few."

–

Cody knew what challenge today was. He also knew that no matter what he did, he probably wasn't going to be able to make a difference.

Not that it mattered in the end.

Regardless, Cody went to bed extra early yesterday after mostly just lounging around, with the excuse of feeling a tad under the weather. He woke up at four in the morning again, but just forced himself to stay in bed and try to fall back asleep until Chris's mega airhorn woke up the rest of the campers.

Once dressed and relatively ready for the day, Cody ended up outside next to Eva again. He didn't bother poking the bear by trying to mess with her mp3 player this time - he knew Heather would more than make up for it later.

"Morning!" Chris greeted, enthusiastic as ever, "Hope you all slept well!"

"Hi Chris!" Heather replied sweetly, the only one to bother entertaining him, "You look really buff in those shorts!"

Chris shot her a wink and finger guns, her kissing up clearly appreciated.

"Okay, I hope you're all ready," Chris continued, finally getting the attention of most of the cast, "Because your next challenge begins in exactly one minute!"

Owen objected, displeased at the lack of time to eat, but Chris just grinned even deeper.

"Oh, you'll get breakfast Owen," he said, holding back laughter, "Right after you complete your twenty kilometer run around the lake!"

Just like last time, Eva tried to get up close and personal with Chris, requiring both Duncan and Geoff to barely hold her back until Courtney was able to cool her down.

It didn't deter Chris a bit.

"You have thirty seconds!" He announced gleefully.

Cody took the time to observe everyone as they lined up, most of them looking woefully unprepared for a twenty kilometer run. Some, like Tyler and DJ, were even crouched down, as if they were about to compete in a hundred meter dash.

"Okay runners!"

Oh right, Cody had to run too.

Great.

"On your mark, get set, go!"

Cody just watched as almost everyone sprinted ahead of him, vying for the lead, as he just started walking slowly.

"Do you think they realize how far twenty kilometers is?" He asked Chris, turning his head to the host.

"Maybe normally," he shrugged, "But there's a reason I woke you guys up and immediately started the challenge. What kind of teenager can think straight at seven A.M.?"

Cody held back a laugh. "Who do you think gives up first?"

Chris looked towards the rest of the competitors, eyeing them up.

"I think I'm gonna have to go with my man Owen."

Cody glanced over, and sure enough, Owen had already fallen on his hands and knees.

"Better get moving, dude," Chris laughed, "It'd be a shame to see you get booted so early!"

Cody recognized a dismissal when he saw one, and slowly jogged over to the fallen Owen.

He hoped he could get him walking again.

–

Despite knowing that the race and subsequent feast didn't matter, Cody made it a point to at least finish around the middle of the pack. He knew he couldn't finish anywhere near someone like Eva or Tyler, but Cody was pretty sure he was in better shape than the likes of Katie or Sadie. Or Noah. Or Harold. Or…

You get the picture.

He had just passed by Leshawna, who was clearly flagging, when someone ahead of him slowed down, and began jogging at his pace. He didn't know why Courtney of all people would want to speak to him, but after how she had treated him during the hot tub building, he didn't really want to talk either.

"Uh, hey Cody," Courtney said, slightly out of breath from running, "Can we talk?"

Cody really didn't want to, but he wasn't about to try and run away from her, so he merely shrugged.

She grimaced, but at least seemed to expect it. "Look," she began, clearly uncomfortable, "I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to act the way I did, I was just lashing out because I was desperate - I thought if I didn't prove myself to my team, that I'd be voted off. When you came over, I just let my frustration out on you, and that was just unfair."

Cody nearly stumbled as he heard the genuine apology Courtney had just given him. He was pretty sure she had never apologized to him before - and she had done some pretty messed up stuff to him.

He was pretty shocked, to say the least.

"Are you alright?" Courtney asked, sounding genuinely concerned for his well being. Cody was beginning to wonder if this was the same girl who had, at best, strongly disliked him previously.

"Yeah, I'm good, I'm good, sorry," Cody offered, waving off her worries, "But, uh, I get it. Going home first would suck. I probably wouldn't have handled it much better in your shoes. Water under the bridge."

Courtney brightened up significantly at that, nodding vigorously. "Alright, so we're even?"

Cody didn't know what the hell that meant - did she see herself indebted to him, and think apologizing would make them square? - but just nodded anyway.

"Good talk!"

With that, Courtney sped up again, leaving Cody confused and somewhat bothered behind her.

"Something… huff… something ain't right with that girl… wheeze…"

Cody couldn't help but nod in agreement with Leshawna, who had just managed to catch back up to him thanks to his much slower pace.

But still, she was a far cry from the girl Cody had known during World Tour, Action, and even the hunt for the million dollars right after Owen's win on island.

What happened to her?

–

Somehow Leshawna had managed to keep up with him for the rest of the run, leaving Cody impressed and concerned.

Last time, she had been one of the last people to arrive back at the main lodge, but with Cody setting the pace, she was just barely able to keep up, letting them arrive together near the front half of the group.

She wasn't much for talking, however, which Cody didn't mind, but she nearly passed out once they had stopped. Despite that, Leshawna refused his offer of help and managed to make her way to a table herself.

Cody respected that. She was a tough competitor. He hoped she didn't get eliminated in the same stupid way she had been last time.

If it came down to it, Cody could just chant Duncan's name a dozen times.

This show was weird.

Cody watched as the Gophers celebrated their faux victory once Harold arrived last, and joined in with as much false bravado he could muster.

However, all bets were off once Chris revealed the buffet.

Cody watched jealously as the rest of the cast rushed to the feast, eating as much as they could as fast as they could. He was pretty sure Owen finished half the turkey in two bites before Eva practically threw him out of the way so she could get a portion of it.

He hid his disappointment as he walked his tray over to Chef, who was glaring at the teens before he finally realized Cody was there, offering his plate expectantly, a nervous smile on the geek's face.

—

Confessional: Chef Hatchet

Chef stared at the camera, eyes wide and mouth gaping as he sat frozen. He tried to say something, but no words came out.

He opened his mouth one more time in an attempt to speak, but the only thing that came out was an odd choking noise, as if he was holding himself back.

Right before the camera faded out, a tiny bit of water could be seen welling up in his eyes.

—

Cody knew pretty much immediately that he had made the right choice.

He felt pretty normal, all things considered, for the first few hours of the Awake-A-Thon.

Everyone except for Owen was still awake, but Cody knew that wouldn't be the case for very long. Most of them had noticeable bags under their eyes, or were slouching deeply, gazing at random objects with half-lidded stares.

Cody felt a bit sleepy, which made sense considering he had still more or less jogged twenty kilometers earlier, but that was expected. At least this time, he wasn't busy ogling Gwen, which meant he was a lot more observant of the other campers.

He watched as Heather easily manipulated Lindsay and Beth into an alliance, a pang of pity going through him as he watched the two be fooled so easily. At least they'd both eventually get the chance to stand up for themselves and get back at Heather later, so there was a good reason for Cody to let it happen.

He glanced at the Bass, who somehow looked much better off than the Gophers, minus himself and Gwen. Tyler, Duncan, Eva, and Geoff all looked more or less unfazed at this point, and then it happened.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Eva, just like last time, got up and began the trek over to the communal bathrooms, which were a ways away from the campfire pit.

Cody and Heather watched as her mp3 player fell out of her pocket, unnoticed by Eva or anybody else. Then, as Heather got up, presumably to steal it again, Cody almost laughed at how obvious it was. How did nobody notice originally?

He took a quick glance at the rest of the cast again. Most people were either making quiet small talk with each other, staring at the ground in concentration, or trying to keep themselves busy by walking in place, like Courtney.

Except Izzy, who watched Heather pick up Eva's mp3 player just like Cody - except she quickly looked away and started whistling inconspicuously once Heather took another glance around to make sure she got away undetected.

Unfortunately for Cody, Heather locked eyes with him and froze.

She knew that he knew.

Heather looked like she wanted to die, but she forced herself to walk over to Cody and take a seat on the grass next to him.

"Can I help you?" He asked, feigning ignorance.

"What's it gonna take for you to keep quiet about this?" She questioned harshly, hissing quietly at him.

Cody blinked. Heather was willing to make a deal for his silence? It did make sense, considering Eva would likely tear her in half if he ratted her out.

He thought about it for a moment, but it didn't take long for Cody to come to a decision.

"Nothing," he said confidently, while still being discreet, "I'll keep your secret."

Heather didn't buy it for a second. "Nice try, nerdface. There's no way you're just gonna let this slide out of the kindness of your heart. So. What's. Your. Price?"

"Really, nothing!" Cody insisted, "It's a smart play, betting on Eva freaking out once she notices it missing. Pretty clever way to get one of the other team's best players eliminated."

He didn't know why he was being so nice to Heather this time around. Sure, he knew she'd grow as a person later on in the show, but it wasn't like he could change her at this point.

Heather just glared at him some more, as if she was trying to read his soul, before finally settling on just scoffing at him. "If you rat me out, you're dead!"

The threat mostly meant nothing to Cody - he'd heard worse - but he still nodded and pretended to be slightly nervous.

Heather went back over to Lindsay and Beth, hiding the mp3 player in her pocket before anyone else could take notice and needed to be dealt with.

Cody sighed. This was going to be a while.

–

Night had fallen a while ago, but Cody no longer had a sense of what time it was. Exhaustion was creeping in, and Cody had to shake his head violently a few times, but he was doing alright for the time being.

He ditched his scarf - the cold bothered him, and that helped keep him awake. That meant he was also about as far from the fire as he could while still being in the bonfire area, leaning back against one of the large rock formations on the edge of the clearing.

Beth, Leshawna, Noah, and Izzy had all gone down for the Gophers, while it looked like only Katie and Sadie had succumbed to the sweet temptation of slumber for the Bass. Harold wasn't far behind, but it was still concerning to be down so many people so early in the challenge - he really hoped they didn't lose somehow.

Oh yeah, and Justin had painted his eyelids and was currently sleeping while standing. That only left Heather, Lindsay, Gwen, Trent, and himself. Yikes.

But he had faith in Gwen. Maybe a bit too much, but faith nonetheless.

He was so focused on not falling asleep that he failed to notice a certain someone clumsily walk over to him and plop down beside him - until they lightly nudged him in the shoulder.

"Ugh, Bridgette? What're you doing over here?" He asked, slightly confused but also becoming more alert now that he had someone to talk to.

"Hey," she greeted, a small smile on her face despite the exhaustion clearly present on her face, "I was getting bored. What's up?"

Cody yawned. "I wish I was asleep right now."

"Same." Bridgette nodded, her head drooping pretty far before she caught herself, eyes wide. "I don't think I'm gonna last much longer."

"If it's any consolation," Cody said, "It doesn't look like most people will either."

As he said that, almost as if Cody was a time traveler, Harold fell forward and passed out in the grass.

Bridgette snorted. "Any advice on not falling asleep?"

"Well, I -"

Cody was cut off by a scream from Tyler, who was staring at a bush and gawking, causing Cody and Bridgette to glance at each other in confusion and mild concern.

Then, things started to get weird.

Chris pulled out a few books as Chef appeared next to him, wearing nothing but a ballerina outfit, stockings, and slippers as Chris started to read his fairy tales.

"Are you seeing this?" Cody asked Bridgette, flabbergasted.

"..."

"Bridgette?"

Cody turned to look, and sure enough, Bridgette had fallen asleep.

Great. There goes his only company.

–

Cody wanted to die.

Or fall asleep. Whatever came first.

Originally, he had only lasted until the morning of the second day of the challenge, falling asleep right before the sun came up.

Now?

He had the misfortune of being one of the last six campers standing, along with Gwen, Heather, Duncan, Eva, and Trent.

Cody was pretty sure he was never going to wake up once he fell asleep.

At least Noah didn't kiss him on the ear this time, that honor instead went to a random stump.

Lucky him.

He had started standing at some point, leaning against the rock wall to support himself. He fell down a few times, but that was okay.

Pain was good.

Pain meant he wouldn't fall asleep.

It was over once Chris brought out the pop-up book.

–

Cody woke up to the sound of cheering, but immediately wished he hadn't.

His head throbbed in pain at the migraine he had been bestowed by two nights of zero sleep, but he was able to make out Chris's announcement that Gwen had won it for them.

He wished he just fell asleep yesterday.

He gave a thumbs up at the news, but that was too much energy for him to give, and he passed out immediately after.

His only thought was that he hoped he woke up in a normal bed.

–

Again, he was woken up due to another person, but this time it wasn't Chris's cheering.

Instead, it was Eva's screaming as she tore apart the Bass cabin while searching for her mp3 player.

He curled back up into his bed (how did he get here?), trying to ignore the sound of things being thrown around in a frenzy outside.

Cody was just glad he didn't have to get back up to go and vote someone off. Sleeping for a few days sounded really right about now.

Wait… there was another challenge tomorrow.

Fuck.

Could he save Noah from being booted tomorrow? Could he win it for the Gophers? Did he even want to risk changing the future so early?

His head started pounding again, and Cody relented.

He could deal with those issues tomorrow.

Now it was time to sleep.

—

A/N:

Fuck it, we ball. I've been on a roll the past few days. Why do I always end chapters at 3 A.M.? I guess it makes it a nice surprise for people to wake up to, but it makes my sleep schedule even worse.

Do the chapters feel like they're too short? I'm writing a lot less than I am for Wanderer, but I think the chapters feel about the right length. Please do let me know if they don't have enough substance or whatever, I can make them longer if you guys think things need to be fleshed out more.

Dodgebrawl is next, and there should be a LOT more stuff happening! It'll probably be longer anyways, making my question void. Oh well.

Hope you all enjoyed! We're getting into the GOOD stuff soon!