Crossing the Line

Title: Crossing the Line

Summary: Thanks to Heather's treachery, Lindsay is about to be kicked off the island...unless a certain techno-geek has something to say about it.

Disclaimer: The characters and plot of this story are taken from blah blah blah come on we all know the drill, is this really necessary?

Pairings: Main: Cody/Lindsay, Side: Noah/Gwen, Ezekiel/Bridgette and Duncan/Leshawna.

Warnings: Crack pairings that may make some people cry. Also, mild language and dialogue inappropriate for small children, but overall, not any worse than the actual show.

JoeMerl: Okay, final chapter! Sorry it took so long---I was going to do it yesterday but the site wasn't working right---hopefully the incredible length (longest chapter I've ever written) will make up for the wait. Hope you enjoy!

Crossing the Line

Chapter Four: Lady's Man

"Okay, seriously, someone else can do this round for me. I don't mind. Gwen honey! You did so well last round, you want to take my bike for another little spin?"

"Uh-uh, dude, sorry, no substitutions," Chris said, shaking his finger and grinning.

Noah scowled. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"May-be," he said, smiling even wider.

Noah's expression worsened. Gwen, sitting up with the others whose bikes had been smashed, giggled. Noah shot a look at her, but I was amused to see how expression softened slightly at the sight of her.

I looked back over the remaining contestants---Noah to my left, and to my right, Lindsay and Heather---as Chris, who had gotten into his land buggy and driven around for the cameras, began to explain the challenge.

"Welcome to the MOTOR---Motor---CROSS---Cross---Cross---CHALLENGE!" Noah and I exchanged a look while Heather rolled her eyes. "Using your own bikes, you'll race the course, avoiding…"

As Chris went on, I cleared my throat and leaned to the side. "Hey, Lindsay---good luck on the race," I whispered.

She blinked up at me. With those shining, baby blue eyes… "Aw, thanks, Colby! Good luck to you too."

She smiled; my breath caught in my throat, and I thought I was going to faint. I was suddenly dragged back into reality by Chris' announcement.

"Oh, and one more thing. First one to cross wins invincibility. Last one to cross gets voted off the island. No bonfire, do not pass Go, do not collect a marshmallow."

"What?!" I cried, eyes going wide.

"What?!" Gwen and Bridgette both cried.

"Huh? That doesn't even make sense!" Noah exclaimed. "If whoever's last gets kicked off automatically, in what sense does the first-place winner get invincibility? Anyone other than the last person gets invincibility! Hell, by having their bikes crash in the last round, all the incompetent boobs have already won!"

"Hey!"

Noah's eyes widened, face growing pale. "Um…not that I'm not happy for you, honey."

"Well, the person who wins invincibility can still pass it onto somebody else," Chris said with a shrug. "If they do that, then we go to a Marshmallow Ceremony."

"Huh? Since when is thata rule?" Leshawna asked, raising an eyebrow.

Chris blinked. "What, you guys didn't know you could that?"

"No!" eight of us shouted.

Heather raised an eyebrow. "Huh. I knew that. I'm not sure how, though..."

"Well, whatever," Chris said, shaking his head. "Point is, don't rely too much on anybody else for this competition. If I were you guys, I'd make sure I was one of the first to cross that finish line."

He walked off for a minute to exchange some words with Chef. I noticed Heather lean in to Lindsay out of the corner of my eye. "Okay, so here's our strategy. We have to stick together so one of us wins the race. So you go first, and clear a path through the mines."

"Uh-huh," Lindsay said, giving her a nervous look.

My jaw dropped. "What?"

"Then, go through the oil slick so I can see how to get through it."

"Oookay," Lindsay said.

"What?!"

"If you make it through those two parts, then the third part is easy," Heather added, looking confidently away. "Just keep the piranhas busy while I speed through."

"WHAT?!" I screamed, watching as a piranha jumped out of the pool of water on the track and snapped at the air. I felt my jaw drop as I gaped at the two of them, but both girls seemed to be ignoring me.

"Wait---then you'll win, not me!" Lindsay said, looking confused.

"Exactly."

Lindsay gave Heather a nervous smile. "I was thinking it would be really fun if I won a challenge for myself for once."

"Yeah. That's a great idea in theory, but then who would come up with all the new strategies to get us through to the next week?"

"…Rrrrrright."

"No!" I screamed, standing up on the pedals of my bike. "Not right! Wrong! LEFT!"

Heather shot me a look. "Don't worry," she said to Lindsay, who seemed too dazed to notice my comments, "if the piranhas don't eat you, you'll definitely be second, which means Cody or Noah gets voted off, and we get through another bonfire ceremony."

"IF the piranhas don't eat her?!"

Lindsay looked up as if just noticing I was there. The smile on her face fell. "Huh?"

"Lindsay, listen to what she's saying!" I cried, motioning to Heather; I have to admit, I was being kind of loud. Noah even forgot his griping to stare at me, and the others up on the cliff were straining to hear. "She's telling you to purposefully lose just so she'll win! How can you let her talk to you like that?!"

Lindsay stared at me. "But---"

"How does Heather know you'll come in second?! I mean, what if me or Noah gets ahead of you? Or what if you fall into one of the booby traps and don't finish?!"

"Shut up, 'Cooty,'" Heather snarled. Despite all her faults, Heather usually manages to at least look good; now, though, the angry look on her face was making her look seriously bad, especially compared to the angelically confused expression Lindsay had beside her.

"Heather's just trying to use you, can't you see that?! She doesn't care if you win or lose! You should race for yourself and let her find her own way across the finish line!"

Lindsay turned from me to Heather, then back to me, biting her lip.

"Racers, take your position!"

I spun around at the sound of Chris' voice. I shot a quick look at Lindsay as I sat back on my bike, feeling my heart pound. She was still looking between me and Heather. I bit my lip too.

"Aaaaand---GO!"

I bent over my bike and took off. Noah, with a groan, followed. I spun around in my seat to look---Heather was leaning back, deliberately stalling, looking at Lindsay. Lindsay hesitated for just one more second, then took off after Noah with Heather behind her.

I grimaced and turned around, leaning over my handlebars. I pedaled as hard as I could, Heather's ugly snarl in the back of my head.

Cody: The race actually started really well for me---honestly, I think being so mad at Heather actually helped me to go faster or something. Besides, I figured that, if Lindsay did come in last place, but I won, I could just give her my invincibility and she'd be safe. Then we could all finally vote Heather off.

(smiles at the thought, then frowns) Too bad it didn't work out that way.

The first part of the track was a hill. Pumping my legs with all my strength, I managed to shoot up and then fly down the other side without any problem.

Once I was off the hill, though, I heard a loud BOOM! and a shrill scream from behind me.

"What the---"

I looked back---then up, as Noah flew through the air and crashed down onto the path in front of me. I screamed and twirled the handlebars around---I narrowly avoided hitting him, and momentarily lost control of my bike, nearly going off the road.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

"Agh-agh-agh-agh-agh!"

Noah: Okay, it's bad enough when the road is that bumpy, did they really have to make it exploding?!

Somehow (don't ask me how!) I managed to avoid getting blown up. I was just flying out of the mine field when suddenly---

"WHOO!"

I looked up, startled; Lindsay's bike soared over my head, crashing down right in front of me. I let out a strangled cry and swerved to avoid hitting her.

She turned around and managed a little wave. "HEY COLBY!"

Thankfully, I was too terrified to swoon. The oil slick was coming up.

"WHOO!" Lindsay cried again, grinning wildly as she leaned back and flew through the oil on one wheel; tearing my eyes away from her (man, she looked wild riding like that), I noticed that the fake horse's tail she had attached to her bike was creating a clean trail in the oil. Taking in a sharp gasp I headed for it.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa!"

I was suddenly wishing I hadn't made my whole spaceship design quite so bulky, but I managed to steer my bike through the thin path Lindsay had made, though I did almost slip a few times.

"WHOO! Go Cody!"

"You can do it, Short-Stuff!"

"Lick Heather's butt, eh!"

"He means 'kick!'"

I turned, grinning at the sounds of the others' cheers, then bent down and pedaled faster…just as I felt her riding up behind me.

"Oh no you don't, 'Cooty!'"

I turned around---just as Heather went rocketing past me, the motor hidden in her bike sending her forward at monster speed.

"Eat my dust, loser!" she cried, smiling her evil smile and shaking her fist at me.

For a moment I was stunned---before I grinned, remembering my own secret weapon.

"Oh, yeah? Well, eat mine!"

I reached around my back one-handed and grabbed a string attached to my seat---I yanked it with all my strength, then let out a cry as the bike flew forward, almost as fast as Heather's. (I had tinkered with the motor a bit before putting it on. Heh-heh.)

Duncan: Agh! He took the lawn mower's engine?! Damn it, I was gonna use that!

I have to admit, I loved the look on Heather's face as I suddenly appeared beside her. The shock quickly turned into a snarl. "Oh no you don't!"

She suddenly swerved her rocket bike to the right, hitting me. I let out a cry, nearly running off the road. "Hey!"

I shoved her back. She shoved me. I let out a cry---her shove shifted the metal hull of my ship, and suddenly the balance was all wrong---

"See ya, 'Cooty!'"

She slammed down on her handlebars, and her bike went off with another burst of speed. I let out a cry, swerving---I couldn't ride straight, I was losing control---

"CODY!"

"CODY!"

"COODY!"

"Aaaggghhh!"

"Ugh!"

I suddenly found my mouth filled with what seemed like an abundance of sand. I moaned, forcing myself onto my hands and knees, spitting as Noah came running towards me.

"You okay?" he asked, bending down over me with a rare expression of actual concern.

I spit one last time. "Yeah. Fine," I said, taking his hand and climbing shakily to my feet, one hand on my head.

I had, apparently, run off the road and crashed onto the beach; specifically, my bike was wedged between two big rocks sticking out right next to the water. (Well, most of it was, anyway.) "Oh man," I muttered, looking down at my twisted bike and broken ship's hull.

"Yeah. Thing looks pretty broken," Noah muttered, going back to his usual sarcastic drawl.

I picked up the largest broken piece, frowning at it. I sighed. "This is just like when the real Flyer was broken in Episode 247. Except I won't inexplicably have a new one tomorrow."

"Well, Cody, I think we have bigger problems to worry about."

"What?"

"And we have our winner! Heather!" Chris shouted, as she triumphantly dismounted her bike.

"Oh," I said, instantly feeling ten times more depressed.

"Yeah," Noah said, suddenly giving me a nervous look. "We lost. Wonder which one of us will be packing our bags…"

My eyes widened; but I barely had time to think about that, as I watched Lindsay wheel her bike over from the piranha pool and across the finish line to where Heather was standing victoriously.

"Well, at least she's happy," I sighed, watching Lindsay grab an annoyed-looking Heather. Noah muttered something about "Twenty-three."

"Yay! You won! We did it! We're safe!"

"That's not exactly true," Chris said, still seated in his land buggy.

"Huh?!" Noah said, eyes widening. My eyes, though, were still on Lindsay, who looked confused, and Heather, who had a sudden weird look of triumph.

"Heather is safe because her bike crossed the line first, but since Noah and Cody wiped out and didn't complete the race" he looked over at us, smirking, "they technically didn't cross the line at all, which makes you the last one to cross the line. Which means…it's Dock of Shame time, baby!"

Bridgette, running along the cliff towards the finish line, stopped so suddenly Ezekiel ran into her. "What?"

"What?!" Gwen said, stopping just as suddenly (only to have Duncan run into her and Leshawna into him).

"WHAT?!" I screamed, mouth dropping open.

Noah: (sighs, shaking his head) Poor Lindsay. Poor stupid, stupid, stupid-stupid-stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid Lindsay.

(...Man is she stupid.)

"Okay, I'm so confused."

"It means I can't save you unless I give you my invincibility," Heather explained. "But I can't do that. Too risky. You understand."

She turned to go; Lindsay grabbed her arm.

"But I won," she said; she sounded confused, and I could hear the smallest little quiver in her voice. "I even built your bike."

Heather pulled her arm away, laughing nervously. "I don't know what she's talking about."

"That's a lie!" somebody suddenly screamed; it wasn't until I felt my foot take an angry step forward that I realized it was me. I pointed at Heather accusingly. "I saw Lindsay make your bike for you! You even had her disassemble Chef's motorcycle for your engine!"

"She do WHAT to Charlene?!" Chef screamed, head snapping around to glare at the two girls.

"Ahem," Chris fake-coughed, "if I may interject here, the exact details of how Heather acquired the bike really aren't at issue. Point is, it crossed the line first, so she wins invincibility. Lindsay's bike crossed the line last…euh." He held his hands up, shrugging like he was helpless, but he was still grinning. "Sorry."

"But that's not fair!" I yelled.

"Seriously. This makes even less sense than if it was me or Cody that got kicked off. …Not that I'm complaining," Noah muttered.

"Yeah!" Gwen said. "You can't do this!"

"Seriously, Chris, this is some messed up junk you tryin' to pull."

"Sorry, but rules are rules," Chris said, crossing his arms stubbornly.

I stood there, shaking with rage. I couldn't remember ever feeling so mad before. I mean, I never get mad, or at least, not this mad. But it was just so unfair, I couldn't stand it---looking over at Lindsay, with a confused, hurt look on her face…

I turned away, biting my lip---and suddenly saw a cord hanging out from the wreckage of my spaceship-bike.

I hesitated for a second, then bent down---everybody was so busy watching Heather and Lindsay, not even Noah noticed as I went behind my bike, pushing it, trying to wedge it out from the rocks---it was stuck, but if I turned it just right, I could at least get it pointing in the right direction…

I pulled the cord. Vr-rr-rr, it sputtered, before dying.

I pulled again. Vrr-rrr…

"But---" I took a quick glance up as Lindsay looked at Heather desperately; Heather stared back with her face like a rock. "We were going to the Final Three together!"

"Guess we're not."

"Are you even sad? We're BFFs!"

"Yeah, for the contest," she said, turning around and crossing her arms. "I mean, it's not like we're gonna be best friends for life or anything."

Vrrr-RRR! The noise was barely audible over Lindsay's loud gasp.

"I can't believe you just said that! But we…pinky-swore."

"Oh NO white girl ain't tryin' to back out of no pinky-swear!"

"Yeah, that's pretty low, even for you," Bridgette said; I didn't look up from my work, but her voice sounded angrier than I'd ever heard her before.

"What's a pinky-swear?" Ezekiel asked, baffled as ever.

VR-RRRM! VR-RRRRRM!

"What are you doing?" Noah asked, eyebrow raised. I ignored him, pulling the cord again. VR-RRRM!

"Do you mean---I've been helping you all this time and you didn't even like me?!"

"Uh, truth?" Heather's voice dripped with condescension. "Not really, no."

VROOM! "Come on, you stupid thing---"

"Oh my---Cody, you're not doing what I think you're doing, are you?"

VROOM!

"You really are mean!" I heard Lindsay cry; the pain in her voice felt like a knife twisting in my stomach, but I ignored it, pulling the cord again with another noisy sputter.

"And all that bad stuff people say about you is true!" The engine let out another roar; Chris and a few of the other campers looked away from Heather and Lindsay to find the source of the noise.

"Like how you're a two-faced, backstabbing, lying little---"

VROOOOOOOM!

"Agh!"

I grabbed the handlebar as the engine roared back to life---the bike went flying free from the rocks and dragged me behind it, flying through the air like one of those streamers little girls have attached to their handlebars.

"What the---"

"Huh?!"

"Aaaaaggggghhhhh!"

CRASH!

The Delta Rider flew (with me attached) past the finish line and slammed right into Heather and her bike, sending them flying. Heather went screaming, Lindsay let out a cry and jumped back---I could hear the others either screaming in fear for me or cheering for what was happening to Heather---

CRASH!

For the---what, third?---time that day, the bike I was "riding" crashed---this time into the cliff wall. Heather was thrown away onto the sand---I landed on top of the bike, which broke to pieces under my weight.

For a moment nobody spoke; I just lay there panting. Heather was the first to break the silence.

"What---the (BLEEP!)---was that?!" she screamed, jumping to her feet and balling her hands into fists.

"Well. That was unexpected," Chris muttered, just as Noah and Lindsay rushed over and pulled me to my feet. He drove over to us, scratching his head. "Well, I guess this changes things. Lindsay, you get to stay here after all."

"I do?!" She was so surprised she let go of my arm; I staggered and collapsed onto Noah, who almost fell himself under my weight.

"Yup. Because now it seems that Cody was the last one to cross the line." Chris gave me a sly wink. "Which means I guess he'll be the one going home tonight."

"But Lindsay gets to stay?" I asked quickly.

He held up his hands. "Only one person kicked off at a time, dude. Don't know how we'd do it with two at once…"

I smiled, even as Noah slapped his head. "Ugh---no!"

Gwen, Bridgette, Ezekiel, Duncan and Leshawna also began to voice their objections, but to my surprise, Lindsay was the loudest of all.

"No!" I suddenly found her arms thrown around me; my muscles seized up as I felt my face begin to burn. "You can't kick Colby off! He's, like---one of the nicest guys ever!"

"Sorry, Lindsay. Them's the brakes."

"But it's not fair!" she cried, pulling my head closer to her chest (I began to pray fervently I wouldn't get a nosebleed). "It's not Colby's fault his bike did that!"

"And yet he doesn't seem too depressed about it," Duncan muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Huh?" Lindsay released me, looking confused. I had to admit I was still smiling (and, uh…not just because of the hug, heh-heh). "Colby? Aren't you upset?"

"What?" My smile vanished as I realized how odd this must look. "Well---uh---"

"Oh, you empty-headed little bimbo!" Noah suddenly snapped, spinning around to face her. "Don't you get it?! Cody set his bike off again on purpose! He wanted it to cross the finish line so that he would get voted off instead of you!"

"Huh---Colby? Did you really do that?"

"Well---um---" I tapped my fingers together nervously, feeling my face burn again. "…Yeah. Yeah I did." I straightened up, forcing a smile.

"But---why?"

"BECAUSE HE LIKES YOU, YOU DOLT!" Gwen, Leshawna, Bridgette, Duncan, Noah and Ezekiel all screamed together (with Ezekiel throwing an "EH!" on the end for good measure).

Lindsay and I both jumped back in surprise; even everyone who had screamed looked at each other in confusion, while Chris rolled his eyes. "Yeah, thanks. The viewers and I figured that one out a while ago…"

"Is that true, Colby?" Lindsay asked, looking at me in confusion.

"Well, it---well, yeah," I admitted, puffing out my chest and trying to ignore my rapidly beating heart. "I mean, of course I like you---how could I not? You're so nice and sweet and really, really, really hot---and smart!"

Noah scoffed. Loudly. I turned to glare at him, but before I even had a chance a book collided with his head.

"Stop ruining their moment!" Gwen snapped, shaking her fist. Noah rubbed his head, picking his book up from the ground and glaring at her. I grinned at her thankfully.

Gwen: (shrug) What can I say? I'm a romantic at heart.

I turned back to Lindsay, feeling my face heat up again. I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. "So...yeah. I really like you, Lindsay, and I have for a long time. And I'd rather get booted off the island for crashing than see you get unfairly booted off because someone" (Heather scoffed and turned up her nose) "is going to be a selfish, ungrateful jerk." I smiled at her nervously, letting out a fake cough. "So, um...w-what do you think?"

"Oh Colby!" Lindsay said, hands clasped together; her bright blue eyes seemed to be shining with tears. "That is so sweet!"

And with that she ran forward, bent down and kissed me.

Colby---uh, we mean Cody: I think I handled that situation very smoothly.

"Oh yeah! Go Cody! Go Cody! It's your birthday! It's your birthday!"

"If you had any idea how ridiculous you look right now, I think you would kill yourself," Noah muttered as I continued to dance across the sand.

Lindsay gasped. "Oh, Colby! I didn't realize it was your birthday too!" Noah facepalmed with a loud sigh.

"Well, Codester, it's been great having you, but it looks like it's time for you to go."

"Aw...goodbye, Cody," Gwen said, giving me a hug as I stepped onto the Dock, suitcase in hand.

"Yeah, man. Stinks what this bozo's doing to you," Duncan said. He jerked his thumb over his shoulder towards Chris, who scowled.

I shrugged. "Eh. No big deal. I had a great time."

Ezekiel grabbed my hand as I passed him and Bridgette, shaking it so hard my whole body shook. "Great to meet yoo, Coody. Thanks again for the whoole snake thing."

I shrugged, pulling my hand away before my brains scrambled. "No problem. Izzy did most of that anyway."

Noah was next lined up on the dock. His arms were crossed as he glared at me. He looked annoyed. "Great Just great, Cody. You just had to go and be the knight in shining armor, didn't you? Way to go. Now what am I gonna do without any intelligent conversation here to keep me sane?!"

"Hey!"

"Er---I mean except for you, honey!" Noah looked away from her, still annoyed. "But still...she doesn't know anything about Star Trek..."

I patted him on the shoulder, chuckling. "Don't worry, dude. Maybe you'll get voted off next!"

"Oh, great comfort."

I chuckled again and walked past him. The last two people on the dock were the ones I most and least wanted to see.

"Heather," I said evenly. She scowled and turned away, wrinkling her nose. Lindsay glared at her before bending down to wrap me in another hug.

"Oh...thanks again for what you did back there Col---uh, I mean, Cody."

I grinned. "Hey! You got my name right!"

She giggled. "Yeah. Sorry I always do that; I'm really bad with names. But Greta and LaFonda said they would help me try to fix that."

From down the dock, I heard a series of exasperated sighs.

"Anyway, thanks a lot! I hope I see you at the finale!"

"Sweet. I hope I---oh..."

She kissed me on the cheek. As she drew away I rubbed the spot, feeling my whole face burn.

I threw my suitcase into the Boat and hopped on board. Chris shouted to the driver and the motor started, sending me away from the island.

"Bye guys! Good luck!"

"Bye Cody!"

"Bye man!"

"Bye Cody!" Lindsay said, waving at me and smiling her amazing-sweet smile. I felt a goofy grin spread across my face as I waved back.

Before the boat got out of earshot, I heard Leshawna sigh from the back of the group. "That there was one of the most romantic things I have ever seen."

"You said it," Bridgette agreed.

"What?" I heard Duncan scoff. "That wasn't so romantic."

"The guy sacrificed his chance at a hundred grand for his girlfriend! Not even girlfriend," Gwen said. "That was amazing."

"You said it, girl." Leshawna turned to glare at Duncan and the other two. "You guys could learn a lot from him."

The remaining three guys all turning to look at each other nervously. I laughed to myself, thinking of the comments Noah, Duncan and Heather had made about me just earlier that day. "Now who's the lady's man," I muttered, as Lindsay's waving hand was the last thing I saw disappear as the boat curved around the island coast.

Epilogue

"You know, I kind of wish Zeke was still here," Bridgette said, spreading suntan lotion on her arms and leaning back to stare up at the cloudless blue sky. "It would be kind of fun to tease him that only us girls made it to the final four."

Lindsay, laying on her stomach on a towel, blinked up with confusion. "But...wait. If Ezra was still here, wouldn't that mean it wouldn't be all girls, then?"

"Uh---well---you know what I mean."

Leshawna chuckled. "Fun as that'd be, you know that ain't fair, girl. Your man only got kicked off to save your behind from getting eliminated."

"Oh, that's not true," Bridgette said, unconvincingly.

Gwen laughed. "Yes it is! The way you freaked out when Chef turned up in that hocky mask---and you could totally tell Ezekiel knew who it was."

Bridgette smiled slyly. "Well, he was a pretty bad actor."

"Yeah, remember---'ooh, uh...I'm scared, eh?'"

Leshawna laughed. "Yeah. But I will admit wetting himself was a nice touch."

"Most romantic pants-wetting ever!"

"Okay, okay," Bridgette said, glaring at the giggling girls. "But you know you're only still here because Noah threw himself under the truck for you, Gwen."

"Oh, come on. You guys really would have voted me off?"

"We were thinking about it. We had the kick somebody off that week, and the way you were lording that big dinner over us...you should have seen Noah, though. Boy begged us to get rid somebody other than you."

"Yeah," Lindsay said. "But you know, LeFon---er, Leshawna, Doyle did the same thing after you accidentally let those animals out of that cage."

"Well, that was mostly his fault anyway..."

Gwen laughed. "Wow. It just occurred to me that all our boyfriends just got voted off for us."

"I know!" Lindsay said, clapping her hands together. "My Cody's such a trendsetter!"

"Well, at least there's one thing you two have in common," Leshawna said. The girls all laughed.

JoeMerl: Whoo, finally finished this story! And if you're wondering about Ezekiel's seemingly random comment about a snake, that's me alluding to my next new TDI story. Clever, eh? Or stupid, I honestly can't decide. Hoping to whet some curiosity or something, though I have no idea when it'll come out...anyway, hope you enjoyed, please leave a review and all that.