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For additional warnings, disclaimers, and summary, see the first
chapter!
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Suggested food: pancakes
Suggested beverage: cocoa with extra marshmallows
Suggested listening: Hate (I Really Don’t Like You) – Plain White
T’s
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Fool Me Twice…
Not-So-Friendly Competition
.o.O.o.
-o-
Roxas was pretty sure he had never
been in a more awkward situation. Actually, that was probably a lie, but at the
moment it sure felt like it was
true. It was one of those moments wherein he felt like it would be perfectly
acceptable if he simply burst into a billion infinitesimal pieces and blew away
in the wind. Or just simply fell down dead. Yeah, falling down dead would still
be preferable to this.
He was trying to look anywhere but at Axel, but it was so hard to do when the redhead was standing right there, looking so confused
and shocked. And it became even harder to ignore him when he started trying to
talk to Roxas.
“Roxas. Wow. So… what are you doing here?”
The blonde gaped for a moment, trying to form words. “I… what are you doing here?”
“I work here.” Axel informed him with an amused, crooked smile. “And I
asked you first!”
“I’m here on vacation with Sora and Riku. And my friend Hayner. We…
Riku has a cabin. But since when do you work here?”
Axel raised a fine red eyebrow in amusement. “Since about a week ago?
Larx has a cabin up here too, but like the bitch she is, she’s making us pay
rent so I had to sign up to do odd jobs around here.”
“Us…?”
“Me and Dem and Marly. Zexion couldn’t make it, says he had some school
stuff to do, even over vacation. I swear, with all the studying that guy does,
I think he must get off on it or something.”
So Roxas had recognized those two guys earlier! They
were Axel’s friends! How could he have forgotten? Perhaps he had blocked out
the mental trauma that no doubt occurred the last time he had been
around them, and in correlation that had also erased his memories of them as
well. Yeah, that had to be it.
They lapsed into awkward silence then, neither having anything more to
say. In truth, Roxas hadn’t seen Axel since about a month after summer vacation
had ended. Last summer Sora had thrown a surprise camping trip wherein he and
Axel had become… well, Roxas wasn’t sure what exactly they had become, but it
fizzled out shortly after they had gotten home and settled back into their
normal lives. Roxas… Roxas really didn’t want to think about it.
“AXEL!”
Roxas whipped around, seeing Sora skipping on over, looking ecstatic.
“What a surprise! What are you doing here?”
“I’m working here over vacation.” Axel supplied. “I hear you’re staying
with Riku at his cabin?”
“Uh huh!” Sora replied, nodding. His eyes went wide when he realized
where he was, and he seemed to remember the reason he had come over in the
first place. “Oh! Axel! I wanted to get some cocoa! Can I have extra
marshmallows because you work here?”
“Sure, Sora.” Axel replied with a chuckle. He turned to grab a pot of
boiling water, pouring it into a mug then mixing in some chocolate powder and
milk. “So how long are you guys here for?” he asked as he stirred.
“About a week!” Sora supplied, hopping up onto the barstool. “Riku’s
cabin is soooo nice, Axel, you should come by and see it! There’s a TV and a
deck and a big fireplace and…”
Roxas stopped listening, watching Axel as he fixed Sora his drink. The
redhead looked the same as the last time Roxas had seen him a few months ago,
but he seemed a little more subdued, especially since he was on the job;
stirring a little spoon around in a mug with a navy blue apron tied around his
waist. It was weird to see him being… almost normal.
“Extra marshmallows!” Sora reminded him, as Axel set the cup down on
the counter. The request was complied to, as a full handful of fluffy little white
puffs was dumped into the mug.
“More, please!” Sora politely requested, and Axel hesitated before
scooping out another handful. Sora still looked unsatisfied, although he didn’t
say anything.
“…you still want more?” Axel surmised.
“You want some cocoa with your marshmallows?” Roxas mumbled, rolling
his eyes. Axel gave him a sidelong glance, and looked like he would have
enjoyed snickering at the joke as well, but for whatever reason he didn’t.
“Yes, thank you!” Sora eagerly replied as he accepted Axel’s offer,
holding out his mug. Axel laughed before handing over the bag.
“Here kid, knock yourself out.”
“Shmellos!” Sora happily exclaimed, taking the bag and scampering back
to Riku and Hayner.
“What a character.” Axel commented, watching Sora plop himself down on
Riku’s lap, proudly showing off his bag of sugary treats.
“Yeah…” Roxas agreed, feeling awkward. And yet he still couldn’t bring
himself to leave.
Silence reined for a few minutes, neither of them having anything to
say, until Axel broke it, clearing his throat. “So… Roxas. How have you, uh,
been? I haven’t heard from you in a while. You, er, stopped calling.”
“Yeeeeaaah…” Roxas replied in a drawn out breath. “Sorry about that. I,
uh… I’ve been pretty busy with school.”
Which wasn’t true in the least. Liar! His brain chastised.
Roxas was an alright student, but truth be told… most days he could be found
lazing around on the couch or in his room, rather than working on his studies. You’re a liiiiiiiiiiar! his brain screamed, and he mentally
swatted his annoying conscience away.
“Oh. Right.” Axel replied. “Well uh, while you’re here I’ll probably be
seeing you around…?” Oh crap, he sounded hopeful.
“Uh, yeah.” Roxas replied, edging away. “But, uh… yeah. For now I’ve
gotta, er… go. Back to the cabin. So, uh… bye.”
Skittering away, Roxas quickly made his way back to his friends,
hissing out a quiet “We need to leave. Now.” Thankfully it was late enough that
no one fought him on the matter, and after a rather cold trek through the snow
they were back at the cabin. Sora quickly tugged Riku away, (a little too quickly, in Roxas’s opinion) leaving Roxas and Hayner to their own
bedding situation. Which was not extremely elaborate or elegant. Basically the
two boys stripped down to their boxers and crashed into the bed, hurriedly
pulling the covers up and grunting vague acknowledgements of “goodnight” to
eachother before falling asleep.
Except Roxas had a bit of trouble with that last part. Getting to sleep
and all that.
Tossing and turning, he couldn’t stop thinking about how Axel had come
out of nowhere, Axel was here, Axel still remembered him, Axel, Axel, Axel.
Axel was someone… someone that Roxas had tried very hard to leave in
his past. During the infamous summer camping trip, Axel and he… they’d… okay,
so maybe they’d had a bit of a thing, but as soon as they returned to their
normal lives… it was all too overwhelming. Out in the middle of the woods was
one thing, but keeping things going in the direction they were headed someplace
where all of their friends and family could find out? No. Nuh-uh. No way, José.
So Roxas had cut Axel out of his life. Avoiding him at school and out
in town, the blonde had done everything he could to prevent from having to keep
up contact with the strange redhead. Discontinuing phonecalls had been the part
that made him feel the guiltiest. Whenever his phone would ring with Axel’s
name flashing on the screen, he felt a sharp stab of guilt rip through his
chest for not picking up. But over time the calls came less and less, as Axel
seemed to get the hint.
Roxas had done everything right to get rid of his connection with Axel,
and in theory he could probably even manage to avoid him for this whole trip as
well. It was a big resort, right? Despite the awkward encounter that had taken
place earlier, Roxas never had to see Axel again, if he played his cards right.
So… why did that thought not make him happy?
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“WAKE UP, WAAAAKE UP! IT’S A GREAT BIG BEAUTIFUL DAY!”
Oh God.
Roxas rolled over in bed, hardly daring to look at the bedside clock,
which would no doubt be cheerily displaying ungodly hours on it’s shining
little face. Blinking his eyes open, Roxas found that – what a surprise! – it
was only a little past six o’clock. Which was actually pretty good, considering
the circumstances of who he was on a trip with. It seemed as though Sora had
shown some mercy and had actually let them sleep in a little.
“Wh’ta’fck’sgoin’on?” Hayner murmled. Not a murmur, not a mumble, but a
murmle. Those horribly indecipherable attempts at speaking when one is barely
yet awake, when everything comes out slurred and confused. That is the type of
speech that Hayner used, and looking to his side, Roxas found that his friend
didn’t look much better, could a murmle be a physical appearance.
“Sora’s a crazy person in the mornings.” Roxas informed his friend,
quickly waking up. He’d learned that although Sora yelling could be annoying,
Sora doing a flying leap launch of himself on top of you while you were trying
to fall back asleep despite the noise was indefinitely worse. Dragging himself
out of his room, Roxas sluggishly made his way to the top of the stairs, where
his simply stood for a moment, taking in the scene before him.
The downstairs area of the cabin was very open and the upstairs was all
shuffled over to one side of the house, allowing Roxas to have a full view of
the living room, kitchen, and dining room area. Light was steaming in through
the large windows that took up two entire sections of wall in the living room,
and as a result everything was very bright. A little too bright a little too
early, but when Roxas’s eyes had adjusted he could see that outside of the
windows was a landscape of smooth white snow, and towering, peaked, evergreen
trees.
Roxas tried very hard to hate being awake so early in the morning, but
darnit if the gorgeous view through the large picture windows wasn’t making it
extremely difficult.
“Roxas!”
The blonde glanced down, seeing Sora beaming up at him from in the
kitchen. “Morning.” He grunted, descending the stairs.
“Roxas!” Sora greeted again, bounding over to the bottom of the stairs
to meet Roxas and give him a great big hug. “You’re awake!”
“Mmmrr.” Roxas grumbled. “I wonder why.”
“Riku’s making breakfast!” Sora informed the blonde, completely
disregarding the bitter tone that had been directed at him. “We’re going to
have pancakes!”
Oooh. Pancakes. Pancakes sounded like a great flippin’ idea right about
then. Fluffy, golden, flat little cakes covered in syrup… Roxas’s stomache gave
an appreciative growl at the thought.
Subdued by the promise of food, Roxas sat himself down at the table,
watching Riku leisurely flipping the golden brown flatcakes of fluffy goodness
with an ardor normally exhibited by a wolf waiting for its turn at a kill. It
might have been too early to be up and starting a day, but it was never too early for food.
“Where’s Hayner?” Sora asked, and Roxas blinked himself out of his food
concentration to answer.
“What? Oh, I dunno, probably still trying to sleep.”
“WHAT!?” Sora looked scandalized. “Well we can’t have that!
HAAAAAAYNEEEER!”
Roxas watched as Sora raced up the stairs, taking them two at a time in
order to get to Hayner as fast as he could, so eager was he to get the day
started. Roxas could have tried to stop him, and gone himself to
give Hayner a much less jarring wakeup, but Roxas figured that sooner or later
the other blonde was going to have to deal with getting a super special Sora
wakeup flop.
“Poor guy.” Riku commented, although he didn’t sound too bad. “He’ll never know what hit him.”
Sure enough, after a minute or so (after the muffled yells and cursing
had died down) a very disgruntled looking Hayner was being dragged down the
stairs, looking quite worse for the wear. Nonetheless, the group of boys
settled around the table and dug into their breakfast while Sora outlined the
day’s plans.
“Okay, so we’re meeting a ski instructor at eight, and he’s gonna show
us where to go and what to do in case of emergencies and all that. Then we get
to spend the whole day playing around on the slopes, doesn’t that sound fun?”
Everyone vaguely nodded in response, more interested in pancakes than
Sora’s babbling.
Breakfast was a quick and messy affair, and soon enough they were
getting bundled up in winter gear borrowed from Riku, and heading out the door.
After a quick stop to the rental store to get their snow sport gear, the four
boys jumped aboard the ski lift, which took them up to the top of the mountain.
Sora kept swinging his legs, which in turn swung the ski lift bench, which in
turn nearly gave Roxas numerous heart attacks.
The area at the top of the slopes was filled with scattered groups of
vacationers, and a little distance off was a smallish building; some sort of
information centre. Apparently that was where they were to meet their ski
instructor, because Sora headed right over, cantering along as cheerily as he
could. It ended up being a mismatched sort of trollop, though, due to the large
snowboard he was holding, and the loose, clumpy snow that impeded quick
movement.
A bell rang overhead as they entered through the double doors, and a
cheery assistant was quick to help set them up with a ski instructor. As
directed, they went back outside to wait to meet up with whoever was to be sent
to them, but it didn’t take long for a disaster to occur.
“Well holy shit, Chicken Wuss? How the hell did you get all the way out
here?”
Pure, unadulterated panic swept through Roxas and he froze in place at
the sound of that voice. At his side, however, Hayner was quick to face their
new arrival, bristling in anger.
“Seifer!” the blonde hissed. “What the hell, man!
Get out of here! Isn’t it enough that you have to harass us at school, do you
have to follow us all the way into the mountains to inflict us with your
stupidity too?”
Seifer sneered. “Witty as ever, Hay-Hay.” Hayner fumed at the
condescending use of such a degradingly cutsie nickname. Seifer was pleased
with this reaction, and huffed scathingly before turning his attention
elsewhere.
“Roxie? Is that you? Followed your hotheaded little boyfriend up the
mountain?”
Roxas very slowly, very carefully, turned around, keeping on constant
guard. After a rather awkward run-in with Seifer that had occurred a while back
(wherein the older blonde had essentially – out of nowhere, mind you –
attempted to play some tonsil hockey with poor, defenseless Roxas) he had been
rather leery of Seifer’s intentions. Before it had been irritation and slight
fear that made his encounters with the bully intimidating, now there was the
constant worry that his carefully guarded purity was going to be compromised in
horrible ways.
“Ah.” Seifer declared with a smirk, upon getting a full view of Roxas
after he had turned around fully. “So it is my favourite little –”
“Knock it off, Seifer.”
Eyes narrowing, Seifer’s attention focused on Riku, who had been the
one to cut him off. The silver haired teen was possibly one of the only people
Seifer didn’t mess with, simply because Riku was not only popular and admired
around their school, but because he was also one of the only people willing and
able to take Seifer in a fight. The blonde bully had found that out the hard
way after picking on Sora just a little too much one day after school, and
although fisticuffs had not actually been exchanged, the intention was clear.
Strangely enough, despite his own personal history of being at the receiving
end of Seifer’s malice, Sora didn’t have much of a problem with Seifer, other
than thinking he was a bit of a jerk.
Riku, though, still held out an unspoken grudge against Seifer, and
upon realizing that the silver haired male was there, the blonde’s mood
instantly turned from snarky and taunting to contemptuous and on-guard.
“So the whole gang’s here.” He sneered, casting a sidelong glance at
Sora, who was wearing a disgruntled pout. “Well isn’t that just great.”
“You know what would be really great?” Hayner asked, glaring. “If you
would piss the hell off. Right off the mountain even.”
Seifer rolled his eyes. “Well you know, as much as I’d love to acquiesce your little request, I don’t think I’m allowed to throw
myself off mountains while on the job.”
“What job? Who in their right mind would hire you?” Hayner spat. Seifer threw him a haughty grin before doing a careful
once over of Roxas.
‘Oh ew. Eeeeeeeew! Ew ew
EW! So much no!’ Roxas’s brain
screamed.
“Oh I dunno, how about the fucking ski resort, maybe?” Seifer
scoffed, ruffling himself up importantly. “And I’m actually on the job right
now, my little chickens, so if you’ll just scurry off, this is where I’m
supposed to be meeting some newbies who wanna hit the slopes. Shoo.”
“God, shut up Seifer, we don’t have to go anywhere!” Hayner retorted.
“Yeah, we’re supposed to meet someone here too!” Sora put in, the first
time he had spoken up since Seifer had arrived. “Someone named Mr… uh… oh boy.”
“What, Mr. who? Who are we supposed to be meeting?” Hayner questioned,
grabbing at the paper. A hardened glare solidified itself into his features as
he read the name, and Roxas’s stomache twisted uncomfortably as two and two
started to come together.
‘Please
don’t let Seifer be our instructor, please don’t let Seifer be our instructor…’ Roxas mentally chanted.
But the gods of irony smiled upon Roxas, and yea was he blessed with
Seifer as their appointed instructor. The blonde bully nearly busted a gut with
all the pleasure he took at the situation.
“Soooooo my little chickens, what shall I do first, with my newly
appointed power?”
“Oh I’ll tell you what you can do!” Hayner spat.
“You know what?” Seifer began, smiling at Hayner in a devious way. “I’m
getting a little tired of your mouth. Why don’t we give your yapper a rest and
settle this on the slopes, shall we?”
A glint of challenge shone dangerously in Hayner’s brown eyes, borne of
his competitive edge. Urgh, he was practically getting off to this, Roxas
observed.
“Oh, you are SO on!” the darker-blonde responded, rising to the
challenge. “First one to the bottom of the mountain with all of their
appendages intact?”
“Agreed.” Seifer sneered, accepting the terms. He turned to look at
Riku, and Sora. “You little chickies gonna be alright all on your lonesome?”
“We’ll be fine.” Riku assured him, rolling his eyes.
“Alright then.” Seifer grinned, looking dangerous. He threw a parting
glance to Roxas, winking, before clipping himself onto his board and throwing
himself down the slope, Hayner shouting and cursing indignantly at the older
male’s head start as he hurried to clip in and follow after him.
“Well then.” Riku stated, as soon as the two ready-for-action blondes
were out of sight. “I know the best slopes to start on, why don’t we head over
to them? I think we can get by without an instructor. It hasn’t been that long since I was here last.”
“Okay!” Sora chirruped, adjusting his grip on the heavy snow sporting
gear in his arms.
Roxas thought the situation over. On the one hand, he didn’t doubt that
Riku knew what he was doing, even though a proper instructor would have been
preferable. On the other hand… Roxas was pretty sure that Sora was going to
suck out all of the instruction and guidance that Riku could possibly have to
offer, leaving the blonde high and dry. Figuratively speaking, of course. Literally speaking, he would most likely be down and wet due to the fact that he had never tried winter sports before, and was
operating under the assumption that until he got the hang of it, a lot of his
time would be spent face-down in the slushy snow. And something told him Riku
would be too busy handling the Sora situation to give him a hand up, or any
sort of pointers to keep him from going down in the first place.
“Uh… you guys go ahead.” He told them. “I think I’m going to ask for
another instructor.”
Without waiting for a response, Roxas huffily trudged back to the
little building, where he was quick to request another instructor. Told that an
instructor would meet him right out back, Roxas nodded heading out through the
front doors and around the building. When he got there, though, he was met with
a most unexpected (although by now he should have figured something like this
would happen) surprise.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me.”
Jerking to attention, the individual who had been leaning against the
wall turned to see who had spoken. “Roxas?”
“Hey Axel.” The blonde grumbled, unable to believe his luck.
“Hey.” Axel returned, looking pleased but a little confused. “What are
you doing here? They sent me out back to meet with some kid who wanted an
instructor and –”
“Yeah, that’d be me.” Roxas grudgingly admitted.
“Really?” Axel grinned, and Roxas was none too thrilled with the amount
of glee the redhead was exuding.
“Yeah. Really.”
“Aw, come on, Roxie!” Axel began, seeming to have gotten over the
initial awkwardness pretty fast. “It’s not that bad! At least you didn’t get
Larxene!”
Axel pointed, and Roxas turned in the indicated direction, seeing a
testy blonde girl snapping the ski pole of a young child in half. The child
began wailing piteously, and in that moment, yes, Roxas was very glad he got Axel rather than Larxene.
“So what did you want help with?” the redhead eagerly asked, grabbing
his gear. Roxas noticed that the Axel had skis rather than a snowboard, and had
trouble picturing the spastic male doing anything that required as much race
and coordination as skiing.
“Uh… I’ve never been to the snow before.”
“Ah.” Axel responded. “Uh, okay then, we’ll start with the basics.”
As Axel proceeded to instruct him on the proper way to put on his gear,
Roxas was blown away by how… how normal Axel was being. Sure, the redhead was still
rather annoyingly quirky, but he wasn’t going out of his way to annoy Roxas
like he had in his past. It made Roxas a little annoyed, almost. He nearly
wanted to smack Axel around and ask him who he was, and what he had done with
the obnoxious redhead from over the summer.
“…and so that’s basically it.” Axel was finishing up. “You ready to
go?”
For a moment Roxas didn’t answer, looking Axel over to figure out what
had changed. When no answer made itself clear he zipped his jacket up further,
preparing for the onslaught of cold that snowboarding down a mountain would
certainly bring forth.
“Yeah, I’m ready.”
Shoving his skis on, Axel grabbed his poles from where they had been
leaning against the wall. “Try to keep up.”
“What!?” Roxas cried out, aghast. Axel hadn’t even given him any proper
instruction on how he was supposed to handle his board! But Roxas was a quick
learner. He was fairly good at skateboarding, so snowboarding shouldn’t be too
different, right? Pushing off, he found that he could easily glide along top of
the snow…
… until he hit the tiniest little bump.
“ARGH!”
Spluttering as his face hit the cold, wet snow, Roxas feebly tried to
push himself back up, awkwardly working around the fact that he couldn’t use
his legs properly, seeing as they were attached to a great big, clunky board.
And then he heard laughter.
“Axel you bastard!” he growled. “You didn’t tell me how I was supposed
to use this stupid thing!”
“Aw, but Roxie! Figuring it out’s half the fun!”
Grunting and struggling, Roxas managed to get back to his feet. “It’s
not fun when I’m munching snow.” He grumbled. Axel laughed, moving to his side.
Grabbing Roxas under his arms, he moved the blonde around until he had
him positioned in the correct manner. “This is how you need to stand on the
board.” He instructed. “Keep your balance, and keep your knees bent so that you
have some maneuverability.”
Roxas’s heart sped up at the close contact. He hadn’t had anyone so
close to him, touching him, since… well, since the last time he had been around
Axel. Nervous butterflies surfaced in his stomache at Axel’s weight and warmth
pressed against his back, and he did his best to quell them.
“By the way, Roxie.” Axel commented. “I notice you’ve gained control of
that girly squeal of yours.”
“AXEL!”
This time when Axel took off, Roxas was able to follow him for more
than a few feet. He still wasn’t able to go very fast, or control his
maneuverability very well, but at least he was able to keep up. Then again, he
did have the sneaking suspicion that Axel was going easy on him.
For a few hours Roxas learned the basics of how to snowboard under the
not-so-helpful guidance of Axel. Despite the slightly awkward air between them,
borne of a long, unexplained absence from seeing eachother, they had a
relatively good time. Axel could still be as annoying as hell, but… apparently
Roxas had forgotten that once that particular trait was gotten past, the
redhead was actually bearable to be around, and Roxas grudgingly admitted that
he liked being around him, for whatever reason.
In fact, Roxas ended up spending the majority of the day with Axel.
“Aren’t your friends going to miss you?” Axel asked at one point.
“They’re fine.” Roxas had quickly retorted, before proceeding to take
off down the hill, intent on practicing his control of his board.
By the end of the day, Roxas was very sore from all of the falling down
he had been doing, combined with the exertion of muscles he didn’t normally
use. Parting ways with Axel, he made his way back to Riku’s cabin as soon as it
started getting dark. To his surprise, everyone else was already home as well,
eating dinner and looking tired from a long day on the slopes, but still in
high spirits.
“Roxas!” Sora greeted, for once too tired to get up and give him a
proper Sora huggle greeting. “Did you have a good time snowboarding?”
“Yeah.” Roxas noncommittally responded as he sat down at the table,
grabbing a plate and digging in. “It was pretty cool.” He then turned his
attention to the other blonde at the table. “How was dealing with Seifer?”
“That dickwad.” Hayner remarked, but he was grinning. “I was a little
out of practice, but I still gave him a good run for his money. I’m gonna meet
up with him again tomorrow morning for a rematch, and this time I’m gonna kick
his ass!”
“You’re meeting up with him again?” Riku asked, raising a perfect silver
eyebrow.
“Of your own free will?” Roxas added.
“Hell yeah.” Hayner replied, still with that stupid grin on his face,
but his brows were drawn together in a way that suggested his grin was of the
malicious sort. “He might be a complete jerk, but he’s fucking good
competition. Gets a real adrenalin rush going, you know?”
“You totally get off to competing with Seifer, is what it sounds like.”
Riku observed. Hayner made a face while denying the accusation, and Roxas
internally cringed.
“I’m heading to bed.” He announced. “Have fun talking about getting off
to Seifer, you freaks.”
Squabble broke out at his parting words, and Roxas
could hear the clamor the whole time he was heading upstairs, up until he got
into his and Hayner’s shared room and closed the door behind him. Quickly
shucking off his clothes, he climbed into bed and let out a seep sigh.
It had been a long day.
And it had been spent entirely with Axel of all people.
And Roxas had… he’d had a really good time.
Crap.
It was happening all over again, wasn’t it?
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.x.x. .o.O.o. .x.x.
WHOO! Chapter two! And first things first, let me
just say a great big AHFJHDFHDKHDFS THANK YOU FOR THE FEEDBACK! Crap and a
half, man! Twenty-something reviews for just the first chapter? I love you guys
SOOOOO much! Your support and comments mean the world to me, really!
That said, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Some of the drama and plot
points for this story have been introduced, and I got to play around with all
the characters some more! I’m really having a great time writing this, and
here’s to hoping you guys are having a good time reading it!
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