"The suit was a good idea, right?" Tony asked her the next morning; Steve had ordered everyone to gather in the lab for some news about Ultron's whereabouts. Spencer rubbed at her eyes in an attempt to get rid of the leftover sleep she was feeling. In the craziness of last night, Spencer had forgotten about taking her sleeping pills that Bruce made to stop her nightmares but she wasn't plagued by nightmares last night, no, she was plagued by Pietro Maximoff or as she knew him as…Subject Two.

"Hey, are you okay?" Tony nudged her shoulder.

Spencer blinked lazily and gave her concern friend a grin, "If the public finds out about Iron Dog I think you'll be out of business." She teases with a snort.

Tony's concern washes away and he shakes his head, "You're right about that, I have to be careful otherwise I'll be out of a job." Spencer giggles as Tony smiles but that smile soon fades away as Steve walks into the room with a tablet in his hands and looking very serious. Clint is a few feet behind him.

Steve hands the tablet to Thor.

"What's that?" Spencer asks as she moves over to Thor to see. She was greeted with a grisly picture—Strucker shot dead in his prison cell bed and his blood was used to write the message peace on the wall beside his bed. Spencer's insides twist and she quietly looks away as Steve speaks.

"A message," He states plainly not looking very pleased, "Ultron killed Strucker."

"You okay, little spider?" Nat asked softly reaching out to grasp her hand.

Spencer mutters darkly, "I wish I would have done it."

Thor slaps the tablet into Tony's chest, "And he did a Banksy at the crime scene, just for us." Tony remarks sarcastically as Bruce peeks over Tony's shoulder to see and Bruce's eyes widen at the photo and he promptly looks away.

"This is a smoke screen," Nat says indifferently, "Why send a message when you've just given a speech?" She asks.

"Strucker obviously knew something that Ultron didn't want us to know," Spencer said answering Nat's question.

Steve nodded as Nat continued as she tapped away on the computer, "I bet him…yeah, everything we had on Strucker has been erased." Nat commented with a sigh of annoyance.

Spencer and Steve glanced at each other for a moment, "Not everything." Steve stated and Spencer sighed, she hated paperwork! About thirty minutes later, boxes of reports and files about Strucker were brought in by Thor and Steve. "Baron Strucker was dick but he apparently had a lot of friends." Steve said with a scowl.

"He was charming when he wanted to be." Spencer bitterly muttered sitting next to Bruce not bothering to flip through the files; Spencer didn't have a care for Strucker and wasn't ready to go through his files that may contain information about the experiments he did on people….her included.

"Well, these people are all horrible," Bruce stated flipping through files.

"Wait," Tony said pointing towards the file that Bruce had, "I know that guy," Bruce hands Tony the files and Tony explains, "From back in the day, this guy operates off the African coast—Black market arms." Steve pins Tony with a look.

Tony glares back, "There are conventions, all right? You meet people!" He defends himself. "I didn't even sell him anything." Tony adds in with a mutter of disdain and sighs, "He was talking about finding something new—a gamer-changer, it was all very Ahab." Steve and Thor are looking at this person's file.

Bruce turns to Spencer, "They aren't any files on you in here." He tells her as if reassuring her.

"That's surprising," Spencer muses, "Then again, Fury did erase everything he could in the HYDRA databases about me so I wouldn't be linked back to them." She shrugs and she's momentarily happy that none of her friends would be reading reports on Spencer's captivity with Strucker.

"That's a tattoo, I don't think he…"

"No, that is a tattoo but this is a brand." Thor pointed out the nasty brand on this man's side neck. Bruce was put to work into finding what the brand meant and who it came from. Spencer was leaning against the desk and watching with curious eyes. "Oh, yeah, it's a work in an African dialect meaning thief in a much less friendly way." Bruce tells the others.

"What dialect?" Steve asks.

"Wakanada?" Bruce mispronounces awkwardly.

Spencer snorts and corrects, "Wakanda."

Steve looks at Tony and Tony responds, "If this guy got out of Wakanda with some of their trade goods…"

Steve frowned, "I thought your father said he got the last of it."

Bruce gets up, "I don't follow, what comes out of Wakanda?"

"The strongest metal is known to man," Spencer says brightly and holds up Steve's shield, "Vibranium."

Steve sighs, "Where is this guy now?"

"Are we going to Africa?!" Spencer blurts out with a wide grin, "I haven't been over there in forever!"

Steve chuckles, "Spencer, we're on a mission not a vacation."

Spencer deflates and mutters, "I should've taken Tony up on his fancy cruise when I was on vacation."

Tony nods, "You should've."

"Alright, let's locate this man and suit up." Steve orders.

"You want me to what?!" Spencer demanded heatedly.

Steve flinched, "I want you to stay here with Bruce." Steve boldly repeats though his voice had grown softer—nervous. They were in the Quinjet on their way to the African coast to deal with this black market arms dealer.

"Why the fuck would I do that?" Spencer seethes angrily, "No offense, Bruce." Spencer politely tells the man.

"None took," Bruce reassures her and adds, "I don't need a babysitter and especially someone who is younger than me."

Steve pins Bruce a stare that means to back off and turns back to Spencer, "Just please Spencer, just this once stay out of the fight," Steve asks though his tone sounds akin to begging, "You got hurt in the last fight—"

"So did Clint and yet he's going." Spencer snapped.

No one was willing to face Spencer's wrath but the team agreed with Steve. Spencer had a personal connection to the twins' and everyone sadly knew that because Spencer thought it was important to tell them just who they were to her. But now, they were holding it against her. Putting Spencer into a fight with the two other people who were tortured and experimented on with her was a disaster waiting to happen.

They were the enemy and nobody was sure if Spencer would be ready to kill them if needed—let alone fight.

"You know the Maximoff twins," Steve addressed quietly trying to simmer down her fury, "I know you, Spence, and I know the last thing you would want to do is fight them or maybe even hurt them. Deep down, I know you know you don't think their the enemy and I can't risk something happening where they decide to kidnap you or use that to maybe kill you,"

Spencer's fury was settling but the anger and distraught were clear on her young face, "If Ultron sees you, he might see you as the easiest target." Steve quietly tells her.

Spencer clenched her jaw and harshly gazed around the jet, "And you all agree?" Spencer spits—her hands were clenched into fists.

"Yes," Tony tried not to flinch when Spencer's fiery blue gaze turned on him, "Listen, Pikachu, we're only asking because we don't want you to get badly hurt or even taken by Ultron. You might feel a certain way towards Pietro and Wanda but they might feel the opposite—they might even hate you—" Tony watches as Spencer flinches wildly, "Who knows what Strucker must have told them about you, Spence, we don't want you to go into that ship when you might be able to fight them back."

Spencer exhales nosily and knows this fight is lost, "Whatever."

She knows they mean well and they aren't completely wrong. Could she even fight Pietro and Wanda? Did they see her as the enemy and would kill her when given the chance? Spencer knows they have some hatred towards Tony…did it extend to her?

Spencer remained placid the rest of the trip and kept to sulking a corner. When they landed, Spencer was still sulking and when the team left, Bruce timidly went up to her, "Uh, I'm sorry?" Bruce said awkwardly.

Spencer peers up at her friend with a sulking looking, "We don't have any snacks in this stupid jet."

Her words take a moment to register in Bruce's mind—he almost wants to laugh, "Is that what you're sulking about?" Bruce questions.

Spencer nods, "Yeah, I mean, this probably won't be the first time I'll be asked to sit out a fight. I guess you guys are right and I know had the situation been on someone else, I'd want them to sit the fight out," Spencer shrugs, "I got over it but then I got mad because nobody restocked the snack fridge? I think it was Clint's turn—the bastard." Spencer muttered angrily.

Bruce chuckles, "You're definitely a strange girl, Spencer."

Bruce and Spencer decide to play some card games to pass the time; when they began to hear gunshots was when they began to get concerned. Spencer was watching the ship with sharp eyes as Bruce tried to communicate with the rest of the team. "Oh, there goes Tony and Ultron," Spencer muttered watching as Tony and Ultron flew out of the ship and were fighting each other.

"No one's answering," Bruce sighed going to stand by her.

"I have a bad feeling about this," Spencer whispers and turns to Bruce, "Do you think we should go inside?" She asks feeling uneasy.

Bruce shakes his head, "Not until we get our orders." Bruce says.

Spencer turned her back for a second and suddenly she's beginning carried—everything's a blur moving around her and she's aware of the strong arms carrying her away. She's stunned for a second but that's enough. She fights the next second and sends a shockwave throughout her body and she's dropped onto the muddy ground. She grunts and gracefully jumps on her feet and turns to face Pietro.

He's standing a few feet away from her and they are a distance away from the ship and the Quinjet. He's breathing heavily and Spencer can still see the tiny sparks jumping off of him—the effect of her electricity.

His darker blue eyes stare at her though she can't tell what emotion is running through them. "Are you going to fight me?" Spencer asks in a calm voice.

"No," Pietro states lowly.

Spencer narrows her eyes, "Then why to take me?" She asks before a familiar roar shakes the ground—she whirls around towards the direction of the Quinjet and she can see Hulk racing towards the nearby city at lightning speed. Her eyes widen and she spins around in fury.

"You would scoop so low?!" She snarls wondering why he was still here with her.

Pietro doesn't answer.

"Fight me!" Spencer spits furiously unsheathing her katana's. She tries to fight Pietro but he simply speeds away before she can even come close to him. She was getting angry, "You bastard! He's going to hurt and kill people!" Spencer shouts getting fed up with his running away—she drops her blades and resorts to her powers but Pietro is within her grasp—his large hands grab at her arms to keep her still.

Spencer stills and suddenly, she doesn't want him to be this close to her. Her eyes are widened and her jaw slack as she feels his fingers against her warm, flushed skin. He's staring at her with an expression she can't comprehend and she can feel her heart thumping loudly in her chest. "I don't want to hurt you," Pietro says quietly.

Spencer speaks before she could think, "You already have."

Pietro's expression changes and suddenly, he's gone. Spencer stands there dazed out of her mind. Her breathing is ragged as if she's run a thousand miles and her body is buzzing and not in its usual way. She swallows harshly and wonders what the hell just happened. He didn't want to hurt her? But his crazy sister just sent Hulk into a rage and now he's about to demolish an entire city!

Why is her heart racing like this?!

She rubs her face with her hand in frustration, "I cannot be having boy troubles right now!" Spencer groans to herself before deploying her hoverboard and hauling ass towards the ship. Clint is attempting to gather their team-mates who are all dazed out due to Wanda's mind games. "What happened?" Spencer asked helping Clint carry Steve onto the deck of the ship. Nat's already been placed on deck.

"I can ask you that," Clint mutters, "Why were you so far out?"

"She went for Bruce and I was forced away from him by Pietro," Spencer explained quietly.

Clint looked at her—his eyes scanning her body for injuries, "Did he hurt you?" Clint asked lowly—his voice ominous as if her answer would be yes then Clint would kill that stupid punk.

Spencer shook her head, "No," Her voice had gone soft—too soft, "He didn't want to fight me." Clint stared at Spencer noting the sadness in her eyes and he wanted to question her further but had a gut-feeling he shouldn't.

"Come on, let's get the others. Tony can handle the Hulk." Clint reassured her.

Eventually, Tony manages to get Hulk to chill out and give the world the awkwardly lovable Bruce Banner back. Clint and Spencer have managed to get Thor, Nat, and Steve onto the Quinjet without much problem though the three Avengers are eerily silent due to whatever they saw in their daze.

Spencer sits next to Nat and is holding her hand—though Nat is too shaken to say anything. Spencer's never seen Nat like this and it makes her angry! Stupid Wanda, she was starting to get on Spencer's nerves! Clint is flying the Quinjet when Maria speaks through the intercom, "The news loves you guys!"

"Nobody else does," Maria adds, "There hasn't been an official word on Banner's arrest but it's in the air," Spencer looks over at Bruce who is huddled on the floor with a blanket still looking visibly shaken by what he saw.

"The Stark Relief Foundation?" Tony asks quietly.

"Already on the scene," Maria confirms and warily asks, "How's the team?"

Tony pauses and says, "Everyone's…we took a hit but we'll shake it off." Tony reassures.

"Well, for now, I'd stay in stealth mode and stay away from here," Maria advises Tony with a gentle tone.

"So, run and hide?" Tony remarks in a snarky tone.

Maria sighs, "Until we can find Ultron, I don't have a lot else to offer," Her tone is understanding.

"Neither do we," Tony mutters before ending the call with Maria.

Spencer leaves Nat to go over to Steve. Spencer places a gentle hand on his shoulder, "Hey," Spencer murmurs as Steve looks over at her, "I would off some snacks but Clint forget to restock the snack fridge." She giggles.

Steve's shaken expression eases, "He has the worst taste in snacks." Steve mumbles.

"Hey, I resent that," Clint calls from the cockpit.

Spencer smiles and Steve even manages a tiny smile, "He does, he's all about that healthy crap," Spencer makes a face and Steve chuckles lightly, "No wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend." At that Steve laughs even though it's soft.

"Hey, Steve?" Spencer murmured quietly.

Steve looks at her, "Yeah?"

"Pietro managed to get me away from Bruce…" Steve tenses immediately, "But he didn't want to fight me…I did, I wanted to rip his stupid head off but he kept speeding away whenever I got too close…" Spencer stared blankly at the opposite wall from them, "He said he didn't want to hurt me…" She says lowly.

She looks at her best friend with a pleading look, "Why wouldn't he fight me?"

Steve stares at her and honestly replies, "I don't have a clue, Spence."

She sniffles, "I don't want to fight them either, to be honest." She whispers to him.

Steve nods in understanding, "I know, Spence, I know."

The rest of the trip is quiet—Spencer tries to make sure her friends are mentally okay. Nat eventually gets over her ordeal and jokes about Spencer being such a mother to her when it should be the other way around. Thor requests that Spencer not coddle him because it makes him miss his mother. Bruce…Bruce wants to be left alone and that's understandable.

In the early morning hours, Clint finally lands the Quinjet.

Spencer gasps brightly as where Clint had taken them. She's the first one out of the Quinjet and racing towards the quaint and picturesque farm-house. She stumbles within her familiar child-hood house and into the living room. Laura hears the commotion and gasps when she sees Spencer.

"Spencer? Honey, what are you doing here?" Laura asks in shock.

Spencer feels tears in the corner of her eyes as she launches herself, very carefully, at Laura and hugs her tightly. "Oh, honey," Laura coos, "Are you alright?" The motherly worry was clear in her voice.

"I am now," Spencer whispers with a sniffle.

"Honey?" Clint calls into the house, "I'm home." Clint enters the living room and sees his wife and Spencer in the kitchen, "Momma's girl." Clint mutters. Spencer lets go of Laura and sticks her tongue out at Clint.

Laura waddles towards her husband with a surprised look, "Hi, uh, company and sorry I didn't call ahead." Clint says and Laura beams and kisses Clint.

Spencer is looking around for her two little boogers but not before she sees the baffled looks from Tony, Thor, and Bruce. "This is an agent of some kind," Tony says.

Clint turns to his friends and smiles sheepishly, "Gentlemen, this is Laura,"

Laura waves and chuckles awkwardly, "I know all of your names."

"Where are they?" Spencer loudly asks knowing they would hear her voice. Immediately, the sounds of excited footsteps can be heard from upstairs.

"Ooh, incoming." Clint gets excited.

"Daddy!" Lila says excitedly coming down the stairs first followed by Clint's oldest, Cooper, and yes, Spencer named her furry dog after Cooper because Spencer loved Cooper to death—Lila, too, but Cooper had her entire heart.

Clint greets his children excitedly as Tony gawks in shock, "These are smaller agents," Tony stutters clearly taken back by this.

"Spencer!" Cooper sees her stuffing her face with cereal in the kitchen.

"Did you bring Auntie Nat?" Lila asks happily.

"Baby brother," Spencer grins as Laura sends her a look, "Did you miss me?" Spencer teases as Cooper and Spencer hug tightly, "Look, how big you are dude! You're about to be taller than me!" Spencer gasps as Cooper grins brightly.

"Baby brother? Auntie Nat?" Tony's head is reeling.

"Sorry for barging in on you," Steve politely apologizes.

"Yeah, we would have called ahead," Tony begins to say, "But we were busy having no idea that you existed."

Clint smirks, "Yeah, well, Fury helped me set this up when I joined," He explained, "He kept it off of shields files and I'd like to keep it that way." Clint says and adds, "I figured it would be a good place to lie low."

"Wait, baby brother?" Tony exclaimed confused.

"Laura and I raised Spencer here," Clint chuckled as Laura hugged Spencer tightly, "Phil had two jobs to do but couldn't do both, so, I took her in and we raised her here." Clint smiled at Spencer fondly, "She's our oldest."

Spencer laughed, "Don't let my dad hear you say that, you know it drives him wild."

Spencer picks up Lila, "Are you still mad at me for leaving?" Spencer pouts at Lila.

Lila huffs, "Did you bring me a gift this time?"

Spencer pouts, "No."

Lila wiggles out of Spencer's grasp, "Then yes, I am very upset with you." Lila inserts making Spencer snort in amusement.

"Can you make your famous chicken noodle soup, Spencer?!" Cooper asks with wide, pleading eyes, "Please? Mom can't make it the way you do!"

"Hey, I try, okay?" Laura laughs as Nat coos over the baby in Laura's stomach.

"How's little Nat doing?" Nat asks.

Laura cringes, "Nathaniel."

"Ha, I was right!" Spencer laughs before turning to Cooper, "If you get me everything I need and be my little helper, I'll do it, okay?" Spencer grins. Coopers whoops in excitement and hurries off. Eventually, Thor leaves to find some answers for the questions he had due to his dreams. Spencer calls first dibs on the first showers and hurries away to her bedroom—Laura always made sure to keep it nice and tidy for whenever Spencer finally decided to visit.

As soon as Spencer was bathed and in her favorite jeans and shirt she was downstairs getting dinner ready—Cooper happily helping her. For once in a long time, Spencer felt….normal. She had missed her adopted family a lot and scolded herself for not visiting more often. The only thing missing was her dog, Cooper.

Spencer was laughing as Lila and Cooper fought over who she loved more—Laura pitching in that Spencer loved Steve more and both kids took that to heart and started hassling poor Captain America. Steve was trying to defuse them but it wasn't working. Lila making things awkward and asked, "Does Spencer love you like Daddy loves Mommy? Daddy loves mommy so much that they made a baby!" Lila grins.

Steve nearly chokes on his drink and everyone else is laughing their butts off. "No, honey, not like that." Laura giggles.

"Spencer, how much do you love Steve?" Lila asks with a frown.

"As much as I love you both," Spencer pinches Lila's cheeks softly. "I love Steve because he's the older brother I never had."

"When are you going to love someone like a daddy loves mommy?" Lila asks curiously.

Steve gauges Spencer's reaction, "Who knows, sweetie, why do you want to be auntie that bad?" At that, Clint proceeds to choke on his drink and everyone begins laughing.

"Alright, let's talk about something else," Clint coughs.

Spencer smirks while Clint shoots her a glare.

Laura and Spencer end up preparing dinner but not without a guest. "Spencer, there's someone here to see you." Laura's voice snapped Spencer out of her daze. For a moment, her mind goes to Pietro but the thought is gone quicker than it came.

Spencer turned around and grinned, "Nick!" Spencer set down her knife and rushed over to hug her godfather. "Holy crap, what are you doing here?" Spencer asked suddenly feeling emotional.

"He here's to give a stern talking to," Tony muttered sulking in a corner.

Spencer snorts, "Well, I wonder how that went."

"Not very well," Nick remarks as he hugs Spencer tightly, "I heard you caught up with your old buddies from the lab," Nick states making Spencer cringe, "But we can talk about that later." Spencer inwardly sighed in relief—that was a topic she'd want to avoid for the rest of her life!

"Dinner's almost finished, let's all eat, and then we'll talk about Ultron, okay?" Spencer decides.

With everyone in agreement, they are allowed some normal time. With everyone gathered around the table, Spencer smiled fondly as the memory when they defeated the aliens in New York came to mind. It was very much like this but with her adopted family and it wasn't Diao's awesome shawarma. Spencer smiled thinking how long they all came from that one fight so many years ago. She felt so old!

Everyone was laughing and eating; many compliments aimed at Laura and Spencer. "She hardly cooks at our apartment." Steve tells Laura, "Last time she cooked, she burned the rice." Clint snorts and Spencer gives Steve a stink eye.

Laura laughs, "Rice was never Spencer's forte, and she loathes making rice." Laura tells Steve with a wide grin.

"I do, I really do, and it's like my only weakness." Spencer giggles.

"When are you going to bring Cooper back?" Cooper asks with a pout, "Dad won't get me a dog because he says we already have one."

"Oh, come on, Clint, get them a dog!" Spencer groans.

"They have Cooper!" Clint defends.

"He's my dog and he only comes around every blue moon, dude!" Spencer says with exasperation, "I'm putting in a house vote right now!" Clint's face turns into one of horror, "All in favor of getting Cooper a dog that isn't mine raise your hand and say I!" Spencer raises her hand and smirks.

Clint watches as everyone else raises their hands—even Laura! And in unison says, "I!" Spencer laughs at Clint's dumb-struck expression and turns to Laura.

"H-Honey, you can't be—"

Laura gives a beautiful smirk, "You know how serious a house vote is, sweetie, its okay. A dog won't be that bad."

"Not that bad?" Clint groans, "You remember the last house vote? The one for the horse? Spencer doesn't even take care of it! I do!" Clint says dramatically.

"I send expensive supplies each month, old man." Spencer sniffs.

Clint sighs in defeat as the team and family laugh at his expense. He'll get Spencer back that much was for sure. Eventually, dinner is over and the dishes are all washed and put away courtesy of Steve and Tony. "My contacts all say he's building something," Nick says as the important talk gains attention. "The amount of Vibranium he's made off with, I don't think it's just one thing." Nick informs seriously as he pours himself a cup of fresh coffee.

Spencer's on the floor coloring with Lila and listening intently.

"What about Ultron himself?" Steve asks Nick.

"Oh, he's easy to track, he's everywhere," Nick snorts, "The guy's multiplying faster than a Catholic rabbit but it still doesn't help us get an angle on any of his plans, though," Nick mutters with disdain as he sits down at the table with Nat.

"Is he still going after launch codes?" Tony asks as he plays darts.

"Yes, he is," Fury confirms, "But he's not making any headway."

Tony scoffed, "I cracked the Pentagon's firewall in high school on a dare." Spencer couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Well, I contacted our friends at the Nexus about that," Nick continued on coolly.

Steve looks up confused, "Nexus?" He asks.

"It's a world Internet hub in Oslo." Bruce explains to him, "Every byte of data flows through there—fastest access in the world."

"So, what they'd say?" Clint asks.

"He's fixated on the missiles but the codes are constantly being changed," Fury reported.

"By whom?" Tony asks.

"Parties unknown." Nick shrugs.

"Do we have an ally?" Nat questions with a quirked eyebrow.

"Ultron's got an enemy," Nick pointed out and added, "That's not the same thing."

"Still, I'd pay folding money to know who it is," Tony mutters, "I might need to visit Oslo, find our unknown."

Nat sighs suddenly, "Well, this is good times, boss but I was kinda hoping when I saw you you'd have more than that." Nat looks at Nick with a slight smirk.

Nick gives her a look, "I do," Nat perks up, "I have you."

No one says anything and Nat stumps into her chair, "Back in the day, I had eyes everywhere. Ears everywhere else. You kids had all the tech you could dream up and here we all are on Earth with nothing but our wit," Nick takes a sip of his coffee, "And our will to save the world."

Spencer sends Lila up to brush her teeth and she sits up, "Ultron says the Avengers are the only thing between him and his mission and whether or not he admits it, his mission is global destruction." Nick confirms solemnly and he gestures around him, "All this, laid in a grave," Nick glances around and sees everyone's expression, "So stand and outwit the platinum bastard."

Nat smirks, "Steve doesn't like that kind of talk." She tells Nick.

Steve gives her a light glare, "You know what, Romanoff?" Steve mutters but Nat just continues to smirk at him.

"So, what does he want?" Nick asks the important question.

"To become better," Spencer answers as she puts away Lila's drawing and crayon before someone like Thor steps on them, "Better than us."

"He keeps building bodies," Steve nodded in agreement.

"Person bodies." Tony corrects, "The human form is inefficient—well, biologically speaking we're outnumbered, but he keeps coming back to it," Tony rambles.

"When you two programmed him to protect the human race, you amazingly failed," Nat told Tony and Bruce.

"Amen to that," Spencer snorted.

Bruce suddenly speaks up, "They don't need to be protected," All attention turns to Bruce holding the picture Lila made for Nat, "They need to evolve," Bruce looks up to find everyone staring at him now, "Ultron's going to evolve."

Nick observes this information and asks, "How?"

"Has anyone been in contact with Helen Cho?" Bruce questions and then it clicks.

I COULDN'T HELP BUT TO UPDATE AGAIN HEHEHE