"Fighting Isn't About Who's Right. It's About Who's Left. "

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At Inkopolis Tower...

Brooks' P. O. V

Brooks: *sitting on a bench* ...

How am I here? Well, as soon I ate breakfast, went to Inkopolis Tower with Glen and Nikki. They said they want to fight in Turf War. And right now, we won almost all of our matches. It was... 6 wins and 3 losses. And we're just getting rest to get ready for the 10th match before we go home...

Brooks: Glen, Nikki, are we going yet? It's only 1 match left.

Nikki: I'm exhausted. It went to overtime in the last match remember?

And oh yeah, we also did some competitive matches as well. It was our 2nd match and we won both of them.

Brooks: *sighs* Fine. 

Glen: Come on Brooks. We all get tired. 

Few minutes of just... Breathing oxygen... What else?

Brooks: Alright. I can finally go for one more.

Glen: *stands up* ...

Nikki: I'll change weapons. I'll go from my Splatterscope to the Sloshing Machine.

Brooks: Wow. I never thought you would use the Slosher-class weapons. Are you trying to throw the next match?

Nikki: No! Why would i ever do that?

Brooks: *chuckles*  ...

Glen: Um, I still fight with the Kensa Rapid Blaster.

Nikki: Let's go! *goes in the Inkopolis Tower's lobby*

Brooks: *follows her* ...

Glen: *follows her as well* ...

Inside the lobby...

Brooks: Don't screw up on Tower Control. Especially you Nikki.

Nikki: That's why I'm changed my weapon to a Slosher. I'll just support while the tower is moving.

Brooks: Okay. So Glen will be the person who will stand again on top of the tower again.

Glen: Um. Yeah. *nods*

Brooks: You're still shy? You're the one carrying us. Don't be like that. This is the last match for today. 

Glen: Thanks for the motivation Brooks.

Brooks: No prob. Plus, that's a fact. You're carrying us. You know attack and defensive routes in maps. That's a big plus. No wonder you're a top-tier player. 

Glen: *smiles* ... (He's really knows how to motivate someone.)

After the 10th match...

So. To elaborate, We won. And the map was Arowana Mall. So. The statline looked like this, I got 3 splats, Nikki got 6, and Glen somehow only got 1. But she again, was the strategy-maker. So she impacted the game more than me and Nikki combined. She's just a really valuable asset to the team. Or any team. 

Brooks: *leaves the lobby* *panting* ...

Nikki: Thank god. Let's go home.

Brooks: Okay. *then hears something* Huh?

Wait, it's coming from my left pocket. So. That means my phone.

A-kun Unsolicited fun fact, Brooks is left-handed. Back to story now.

Brooks: *grabs his phone from his pocket* ... *looks at the phone*

A message from Cross? Hmm. What for though? I don't think there's a mission for F. A. O today. We haven't been called to report yet. Oh god, i think I "jinxed" it.

Brooks: *checks the message* ...

God dangit. I freaking called it. And he's on the Headquarters? What? How? The heck? It's total noon. Well, it's 12:32PM so not exactly noon. I guess it's high noon... and a half. 

Brooks: Well. I just called by Cross.

Nikki: Isn't he on the apartment?

Brooks: Hmmm... I guess he gone for the Headquarters. Without me knowing it.

Glen: Wait, I don't know about the F. A. O thing. Can you explain it to me?

Brooks: Oof. She wasn't with us when we visited the Headquarters. Nikki, can you explain the F. A. O to Glen? But you need to warn her. To not talk about it.

Nikki: Okay. I'll tell the story when we are going back to the apartment.

Brooks: Okay. I'm going to leave now. I already have my "custom" weapon and some money with me.

Nikki: Okay. But please be more cautious this time.

Brooks: I won't be like last time. I promise. *nods to Nikki*

Nikki: *smiles* Okay. You need to go. You're running late.

Brooks: *chuckles* ... *nods* *walks to the bus station* 

As I walking to the bus station I got a text from Marie. What? What does she want now?

What is she planning anyway? But F. A. O "top priority" missions are important. So i can't ignore it. 

At the bus station...

Brooks: *sitting down on the bench* ... *waiting patiently for a bus* *staring on the ground*

Hmmm. I wonder. What's mission me and Cross are going into? Well. I already know the deal. But if it's going to get data, I'm going to be kinda angry. We barely used our guns in battle against the Octolings for a while now. I'm itching to fight some crazy-tech geared Octo. I've missed fighting those type of Octos.

???: Hey bro! 

Brooks: Huh? 

Cross: Why are you looking at the ground? You depressed? *looking at Brooks from the window of his car*

Brooks: You freaking dolt. Where have you been? 

Cross: Just went for a drive. That's all. Now get in.

Brooks: I thought you were at the Headquarters. *stands up and opens the door*

Cross: I wouldn't leave you alone. 

Brooks: Thank god you can think. *sits down* *closes the door*

Cross: *chuckles* ... *grabs a bag of chips and throws it to Brooks*

Brooks: Huh?

Cross: Do I really have to tell you what to do with that? Are you kidding me?

Brooks: *opens the bag* *eat dem chips* ...

Cross: Well, let's go. *starts driving to the Headquarters*

30 minutes into the driving...

Brooks: Do you have more chips there bro?

Cross: Yeah. I got 3 more. 

Brooks: One more. *grabs a bag of chips*

Cross: Okay. But that's the last one. The last 2 is mine.

Brooks: *opens the bag* Bro, the chips are almost non-existent. 

Cross: Filled with air? 

Brooks: Yeah.

Cross: *laughs* ...

Brooks: Did you purposely changed the spots so I'll pick the almost empty potato chip bag?

Cross: No. The hell? 

10 minutes away from the F. A. O Headquarters...

Brooks: We are almost there right?

Cross: Woah, how did you know?

Brooks: I'm sitting here for the longest time. Of course I'll ask or guess if we're near.

Cross: Okay bro. I'll give you that. But just wait a bit longer. We're gonna be there.

At the gateway... Connecting the main road and the Headquarters...

Cross: Okay... We're here.

Brooks: For real?

Cross: Yes. *talks to a guard*

He is talking to a guard. He's trying to get permission to go in. Which is stupid since we work here for a heck of a long time. 

Cross: Okay thanks. 

After he said that, the gate, opened up. 

Brooks: Thank god. My butt was getting so sore from the sitting.

Cross: Well that's a good thing. 

Brooks: How so?

Cross: So you won't wrinkle my freaking car seat.

Brooks: *in a sarcastic tone* The most organized award goes to!!!!

Cross: *facepalms* ... (My god. He can be annoying sometimes... Just for humor.)

Brooks: Cross!!! *then looks at the bridge from the side window*

This bridge has apparently has been renovated. And became some sort of "Tied-Arch" type of bridge... Well at least it looks better now. (A-kun: Please Search That. I'm Not A Architect.)

Cross: Looks cool isn't it?

Brooks: Yep. More cool.

Cross: This is the same whe-

Brooks: Yeah i know. I know. Don't have to remind me of that situation.

Timeskip to the Headquarters... Parking lot.

Cross: Are you ready to face the C. E. O? *goes out of the car*

Brooks: Heh, funny. Because i remember also last time you were real nervous about seeing him again. *goes out of the car as well*

Cross: It's been a while since i saw his face. *starts walking to the front of the Headquarters*

Brooks: Whatever... Let's just go this and go home afterwards. *follows Cross*

Cross: Real confident. Remember the last mission us as a duo gone in?

Brooks: C'mon. It wasn't hard at all.

Cross: Yeah.. I agree. But it was a decent mission.

Brooks: Rate it boi. 1 to 10 on difficulty.

Cross: Hmmm... Maybe 6. But it was mostly reconnaissance. We didn't had a chance to fire our gun.

At the Headquarters front door...

A. I. : Welcome. Identify yourselves... *in a robot voice*

Brooks: I'm "Codex".

Cross: "Slasher".

A. I. : Access. Granted. *opens the sliding door*

Inside the Headquarters...

Brooks: Now, think.

Cross: Think what? *looks at Brooks*

Brooks: What is gonna be our mission for today? Hmm... *making a "thinking" face*

Cross: Are you nervous?

Brooks: No. I'm just wondering if we're gonna use our weapons in this mission this time. 

Cross: You're always repeating subjects. We talked about that at the parking lot.

Brooks: I'm just itching for a good fight.

Cross: Then die afterwards.

Brooks: Why so negative man? We'll do this successfully.

Cross: *sighs* Again, hope you don't just jinx it.

Brooks: I hope so too. 

Receptionist: How you're back here again Agents. What do you want to do?

Brooks: We were called here for a top priority mission.

Receptionist: Oh! I see. Go at the meeting room.

Brooks: Not the C. E. O's Office?

Receptionist: Yes. 

Brooks: Okay thanks! *walks away from the Receptionist*

At the meeting room.

Cross's P. O. V

Well. The meeting room was a more convenient and more calmer location than the C. E. O's Office. So I don't have to deal with the really serious atmosphere. 

Cross: *opens the door into the meeting room* ...

As i opened the door, some Inklings are already in there. Waiting for us. To detail us the "top priority" mission. 

F. A. O Worker: Good evening Agents.

Brooks: Good evening too! *nods his head*

F. A. O Worker: Did you got here well? No troubles?

I'm sensing something fishy with those words... Let me take this into my own two hands.

Cross: No.

F. A. O Worker: *in a sarcastic tone* That would be trouble if something happened to you two. *chuckles faintly* 

The hate never changes... Why do I have to put up with this?

F. A. O Worker: Anyways, the C. E. O will come here shortly. So excuse me. *starts talking to the other workers*

Cross: Did you pick on that Brooks? *says it "low-volume"*

Brooks: Huh? That guy's tone?

Cross: Yeah... But nevermind that. 

Then after a short while, the C. E. O came in the meeting room. With his usual serious face. Setting the atmosphere really somewhat hostile. But atleast it's toned down. Because it's not in his quiet-ass office.

C. E. O: Good evening everyone.

We all greeted him as well. 

C. E. O: How are you two doing Agents? *looks at me and Brooks*

Cross: We're good.

C. E. O: Do you need anything right now?

Cross: No. I'm satisfied as i am right now. And also Brooks. 

C. E. O: That's good. But anyway. I'll detail you two on your mission.

Cross: Question. Why is it "top-priority"?

C. E. O: The problem came just 2 days ago. And it's a big problem.

Brooks: Okay. 

~~~~

The C. E. O gave us the details of the mission. Apparently the weapon facility got infiltrated by the Octolings. Of course. Now they're blackmailing the C. E. O to surrender the agency or face death. Honestly, those threats are kinda good if we weren't Agents... 

C. E. O: I'm trusting you two to take that weapon facility back. I'm giving you full control of the military I'm bringing with you.

Cross: Um. I have a suggestion.

C. E. O: Okay. What is it?

Cross: I don't think the military would listen to us two. Can i suggest a person to command them?

C. E. O: *makes a confused face* That's unusual. But who do you want to command?

Cross: Hmm... I don't remember that name now... It's been a while. 

C. E. O: Okay. You can tell me later. You have a hour to prepare. Get what you need at your dorms. 

Brooks: Oh yeah, i forgot we had those.

Cross: You still have your key to your dorm?

Brooks: I think i brought it. Let me check. *checks his wallet*

Brooks' P. O. V

Do i have that key? As far as i know, i have every key in my wallet. Oh god please be in here. There's a lot of my treasured belongings are in my dorm.

Brooks: Ah! I have it! *shows the key to Cross*

Cross: Nice! Let's get going then!

C. E. O: I'll call you two when it's time. Meeting dismissed.

Brooks: Sir yes sir! *salutes*

Cross: *salutes* ...

C. E. O: Go on. *leaves the room*

Brooks: Welp. We have to separate. 

Cross: Pretty much, our dorms are far away from each other. So.. See ya later then.

Brooks: Yeah sure. I'll be back. *goes outside of the meeting room to his dorm*

As soon i went out of the conference or meeting room, or both. I heard another beep on my phone. What is it now...

Brooks: *pulls out his phone* ...

Please, please no texts. We have a big mission in front of us. 

At his dorm...

Brooks: Alright. Dorm 231NG... Haven't been here in a long while. There's also some things I wanna take from this thing. But for the most part I'm keeping everything I own in here. This is one of the most secured places in the F. A. O Agency... The dorms. Not even staff except the C. E. O come in here.

Inside Brooks's dorm...

Brooks: *looks around* ... 

Yep. It's spacious as ever... I wonder where i shall even start.. But i'll just wash my face for a bit before anything else..

Brooks: *goes in the bathroom* ...

Timeskup brought you by Cross looking straight at your soul far, far, away... 

Brooks: *goes out of the bathroom* ... (Hmm.. What should i grab from this room..)

Meanwhile...

Cross's P. O. V

Now... For the person I want to command the military. I really want to command them, but if it weren't for the hate we're getting in this Agency, it would have been all fine and dandy. Now. I remember this one agent that I saved on a mission... I don't remember her name now.. It's been like, 4-5 months since that mission. Agh. I guess I'll just go to my dorm and see if i can figure it out there. I might have aneurysm for thinking too hard.

Cross: *looks at his watch* ... It's 1:42AM. 

Flashback....

???: The dorm name.... is....

Cross: Huh?

???: 459AB...

End flashback...

Cross: Ah! 459... AB? Let''s see that place... 

After a while of going around the floors upon floors filled with doors with the dorm codes on them. I got lost. Yeah, you might think i found it, but no. This dorm code is so hard to find. Even though it's organized to some degree...

Cross: *getting tired* ... (Okay. Okay. I'll find it. I just need to be patient.)

Timeskip brought you by... Brooks throwing a Burst Bomb at Cross. It's super effective. 

Cross: *looks at the dorm code* ...

Here we go! Finally! Finally found that dorm code. Now, let's see if I can remember that person. Or if that person remembers me.

Cross: *knocks on the door* ...

Here we go.. Moment of truth. Or lie. I just don't know anymore. It's just what my memory told me...

???: Who's there?

Cross: Um. The name is Cross.

???: Really?! 

Cross: Um? Yes. 

???: *opens the door* Hello!

The person who is behind the door is a girl Inkling. She has galaxy-like hair and sapphire eyes... Like, really shiny sapphire eyes.

Cross: Um. 

???: You don't remember me?

Cross: To be bluntly honest, yes.

???: That's fine! It's been 4 and a half months after the mission after all.

Cross: So, what's your name? (Mission? What mission? There's a lot of mission that I gone to. Which one?)

Luna: The name's Luna. Luna Skyler.

And that's where it hit me. Oh, that mission where i almost died. And I escaped miraculously. And the one person who was there for 2 days straight. Wait, why do i remember this all of a sudden? 

Cross: Sorry if i don't remember. But i have a request.

Luna: What is it?

Cross: I have a top-priority mission coming up in a hour. And the C. E. O gave me a platoon to command but i think i can't command it. So... Can you command the platoon for me? 

Luna: Why so? I think you're more than capable to command them.

Cross: So i can go freely and attack on my own pace.

Luna: Okay. Thanks for asking me for this opportunity. 

Cross: You're welcome. But I'm gonna ask one more question.

Luna: Hm? What is it?

Cross: What rank are you right now? It's been 4 months. 

Luna: Um. Stealth Specialist Agent.

Cross: Oh, so you're branching off from the normal rank ladder?

Luna: Yes. 

Cross: And it's funny too.

Luna: Why so? *gets confused*

Cross: I think i saved you in a stealth mission. Correct?

Luna: Oh... *gets it* I just messed up okay?

Cross: *sighs* Anyways, i need to go now. And uh, get ready. I'm gonna call you when the C. E. O calls me.

Luna: Okay. I'll get ready now.

Cross: Okay.. I'll see you later.

Luna: Bye Cross! 

Cross: *nods to Luna* ... *then goes to his dorm*

Now... My dorm code is 413YT. Now. It's easy to find now. I don't have to go around in circles...

Later... At Cross's dorm...

Cross: We're here. *puts the key into the keyhole* *and opens the door*

Now. We're here. Now, what to get. I have no idea. I don't even think i put anything important in here. I mostly bring my valuables with me.. I'll just go to the armory after i check my belongings in here...

Brooks' P. O. V

Now. I don't have anything I'm gonna bring with in this mission. Like, why would I even do that? I'm just taking back the weapon facility. Or something like that. Hope this goes well... What time is it?

Brooks: *looks at his phone* ...

It's 2:15AM... Nice. I can go to the armory... So i can check what upgrades or other new stuff is in there...

At the armory...

Brooks: *arrives at the armory* ...

Hmmm.. Still is the same place I would go to... I wonder what they have now. It's been a long while.

???: Hey. You're here too?

Brooks: *looks at the person talking to him* ...

What? Cross is here too? Seems he want new weapons now.

Brooks: The heck you doing here?

Cross: What else? You think I'm going for food in this place?

Brooks: No, and why is that your example?

Cross: To make sure you're stupid.

Brooks: Now that's just rude. Plain rude. I was asking normally and you give me that response? Bad dud..

Cross: Because your tone was almost mocking.

Brooks: You're over-analyzing... The author didn't put "*mocking*" in there.

Cross: What?

A-kun: Why... Brooks You Sum Biatch. And Yes, I'm Angry At My Own Creation. And Probably Myself Too.

Technical Difficulties... 

Brooks: You're over-analyzing.

Cross: Whatever. I'll just get my desired weapon for this mission today...

Meanwhile... Brought you by Brooks and Cross wasting their time picking new weapons for too long...

Luna's P. O. V

Luna: *grabbing her weapon* ... *thinks about something*

It's really amazing for Cross to remember my name for such a long time. Well, he just barely remembered it. But that's fine with me. And i heard he's got a another human to partner with him. 

Luna: Well. Time to leave. *leaves*

Outside of Luna's dorm...

Luna: *suddenly realizes something* ...

Wait... Where am I supposed to go? Cross didn't told me where I should go. Well, he did say he's gonna call me but i don't think i have his contact number.

Luna: Now where do I go...

Just wait Luna. He's gonna come...

Cross's P. O. V

Weapon's Headmaster: Hope you do well in your mission you two! *smiles*

Brooks: Of course! And we'll do it with style!

Weapon's Headmaster: You can do it boys!

Brooks: Thank you! *waves bye*

Why did I just leaved without saying anything? But at least I know the Weapon's Headmaster doesn't hate us as much as the whole agency...

Cross: Brooks.

Brooks: What is it, bro?

Cross: You need to go to the meeting room now. It's almost a hour. 

Brooks: Sure. But are you coming with me?

Cross: I have a person to call.

Brooks: Who exactly?

Cross: The person who's gonna command the military that the C. E. O gave us.

Brooks: Okay. Don't be late. I might get a "talking" by the C. E. O. *starts to walk away from Cross*

Cross: See you. *nods*

Now. Time to call Luna.

Cross: *pulls out his phone* ...

Wait... Did I get her number? How can I call her? Ugghhhhh... So I have to go to her dorm room again... Damn it. Welp. No choice.

Cross: *starts walking to Luna's dorm*

Meanwhile...

Luna's P. O. V

Luna: *still waiting for Cross in front of her dorm* ...

Come on... How long is he gonna figure out he doesn't have my number... 

???: Hey, Luna. Why are you standing there?

Luna: Um. I'm waiting for someone.

???: Who is it? You can come with me if you want.

Luna: No. *in a stern tone*

???: *touches Luna's arm* Come on.. It'll be fun...

Luna: Back off me! *puts her arm away*

Cross: Hey! *yells at the person who's maybe violating Luna*

Luna: *looks at Cross* ...

Cross's P. O. V

Who the heck is this guy? I didn't know some drunk guy is employed in our agency.

Cross: What are you doing? May i ask?

???: Who are you? Wait... Aren't you that human?

Oh boi. I can already see it from far away...

???: That so-called "Agent" who's getting pampered by the C. E. O. 

Cross: Why do you assume that? We're getting treated equally. 

???: Because you are a human. A species who's supposed to be extinct so long time ago.

Cross: That's your evidence? You're doing a bad detective work.

???: *lets go of Luna* You...

Cross: Before this thing gonna escalate, i would suggest not fighting. No one's gonna benefit from this useless debacle. The truth is, you're costing your job fighting me. Probably mine too.

???: *runs at Cross* ...

Cross: Are we really doing this? *sighs*

As soon as he almost punches my face, I took a step-back and punched him in the gut. I had no choice but to defend myself. He was escalating the situation.

???: *passes out* ...

Cross: Wait. *catches ???* Is he fainted?

Luna: Oh no! What did you do?!

Cross: Umm... I may or may not punched him in the gut and fainted. Or passed out. Or both.

Luna: *checks his ID* His dorm code 431GH. It's near here.

Cross: Okay. Lead me the way.  

~~~

Cross: *closes the door of the dorm* ...

Luna: That was close. Good thing no one's around to see that.

Cross: Sorry. But i had to save you. I had no choice.  

Luna: It's fine. 

Cross: But that's the 2nd time i saved you.

Luna: Ehhh? Why are you keeping count?!

Cross: Just because.

Luna: You're no fun.

Cross: *smiles* Get me a drink after this. Lots.

Luna: Hm... Yeah sure! I won't mind. (Yes!)

Cross: *wears my mask* Let's get to the meeting room.

Luna: Where?

Cross: At the 2nd floor. We have to go down the elevator.

Luna: Okay!

Cross: How you don't know where the meeting room is?

Luna: *looks at Cross* Why? Is it bad to ask?

Cross: You know what, nevermind.

At the meeting room...

Cross: Here we are. *opens the door*

Then as soon I as I got there, Brooks already saw me coming and greeted me before I can say anything.

Brooks: What's up bro!

Cross: That reaction time tho.

Brooks: Ye mate. Can feel your dying presence from far away.

Cross: Very funny golden boi.

Brooks: Yes. I am golden.

Cross: Retard.

Brooks: What!?

C. E. O: Calm down you two. We're in a bad situation right now.

Cross: Here's the person that i want to command the platoon. *points to Luna*

Luna: Hello sir.

C. E. O: Hello. Luna Skyler. Correct?

Luna: Yes sir.

C. E. O: Do you have any connections with her Agent? 

Cross: Um. I saved her in a mission 4 months ago.

C. E. O: Interesting choice. But if he says so, you're in.

Luna: Sir yes sir. 

C. E. O: I already called the troops that you're gonna command Ms. Skyler. Do me proud.

Luna: *nods* ...

C. E. O: Well, there's no time to waste now. It's been 2 days. Give them hell Agents!

Brooks: Yeah! 

Cross: *nods* ...

Luna: *looks at the two* ...

Luna's P. O. V

So he's the other human that's accompanying Cross... I don't know what is name yet. But he seems much more energetic that Cross will ever will...

Luna: Cross.

Cross: Hm? *looks at Luna*

Luna: Who's the other human?

Cross: Oh? He's my good pal Brooks. Don't mind his really noisy attitude. He's a nice guy.

Luna: *stares at Brooks* I... Barely see people with golden hair like his...

Cross: Yeah... I don't really know what he thought dyeing his hair yellow.

Brooks: I hear that. *looks at the two*

Cross: How did you even saw us from far away?

Brooks: That's the power of observation. I can't be staring at something for too long. That makes a great Agent. Ya bum.

Cross: I'm not a bum. *in his usual gloomy tone*

Brooks: I'm sure Nikki and the others will think otherwise.

Cross: I cook for you guys everyday. The heck you mean?

Brooks: Nah dud.

Cross: You're just throwing "fabricated" evidence at me. That's not cool.

Brooks: Speaking of cool, here we are!

At the Landing Zone...

Brooks: Wait, did the C. E. O said which helicopter we're going in Cross?

Cross: I don't know. But I know someone.

Luna: Oh? I think I remember that pilot.

Cross: Heh.

Brooks: And uh... Luna? Yeah?

Luna: Hm?

Brooks: Why are you with us? I thought you're going to the "grounds". 

Luna: *gets embarrassed* S-s-s-s-s-sor-sorry!!! *goes to the "grounds* by herself*

Brooks' P. O. V

Brooks: Cross.

Cross: What now? *looks at Brooks*

Brooks: Do i look scary right now?

Cross: No.

Brooks: Then why I scared Ms. Luna away?

Cross: You embarrassed her.

Brooks: Ug... 

Cross: Anyway. I'll call the pilot now.

After a bit, he finally got the pilot that Cross was talking about. We boarded his helicopter went to the location. But Cross detailed him about the mission and for SOME REASON, he made the summary so detailed. That alone took him 10 minutes to explain. Uggg...  Can I commit self-oof now?

At the F. A. O Weapon Facility...

???: Are we good setting the defenses?

????: Yes sir.

???: Good. *looks at the pictures* Time to finish this agency.

A-kun: Yes! Finally! Got a chapter out! It's been so long! Sorry for the long wait. Like really long wait. That "wait" might probably just enough time to make anyone disinterested in my story. But I'm gonna keep Writing... Anyway. Hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'm gonna leave now. See ya.

Word Count: 4680 Words. (Yep. I've Outdone Myself This Time.)

She Believed. S(he) Be(lie)ve(d) -----> SBEVE!