Hey everyone! I'M SOOOOOOOO SORRY! I can't believe I put this off for so long! Well, putting off the posting the chapter part. Anyway! I hope you can forgive me! Please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?

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Three Old Ladies Knit the Socks of Death Erebos read.

Percy shivered, remembering the event.

"What do you mean by 'socks of death'?" Leo asked.

"I don't-" Piper started. But then her eyes widened.

"What?" Nico asked.

Piper shook her head, trying to forget her last thought. "You'll see."

I was used to the occasional weird experience, but usually they were over quickly. This twenty-four/seven hallucination was more than I could handle. For the rest of the school year, the entire campus seemed to be playing some kind of trick on me. The students acted as if they were completely and totally convinced that Mrs. Kerr - a perky blond woman whom I'd never seen in my life until she got on our bus at the end of the field trip - had been our pre-algebra teacher since Christmas.

"That's weird," Annabeth said.

"That's like what happened to me," Jason said.

Some people looked confused. "What happened to you?" Proteus asked.

"I'll tell you after this chapter," Jason said.

Every so often I would spring a Mrs. Dodds reference on somebody, just to see if I could trip them up, but they would stare at me like I was psycho.

It got so I almost believed them - Mrs. Dodds had never existed.

Almost.

But Grover couldn't fool me.

"He was never a good liar," Annabeth said.

When I mentioned the name Mrs. Dodds to him, he would hesitate, then claim she didn't exist.

"Goat boy!" Thalia exclaimed.

"Why would he hesitate?" Leo asked. "That's one of the worst things to do when you're lying!"

"Like I said," Annabeth repeated, "he was never a good liar."

"Goat boy?" little Thalia asked.

"Grover's a satyr."

"Oh."

But I knew he was lying.

Something was going on. Something had happened at the museum.

I didn't have much time to think about it during the days, but at night, visions of Mrs. Dodds with talons and leathery wings would wake me up in a cold sweat.

"Aw," Thanatos said. "Is little Percy scared?"

"Shut up," Percy said.

The freak weather continued, which didn't help my mood. One night, a thunderstorm blew out the windows in my dorm room. A few days later, the biggest tornado ever spotted in Hudson Valley touched down only fifty miles from Yancy Academy. One of the current events we studied in social studies class was the unusual number of small planes that had gone down in sudden squalls in the Atlantic that year.

I started feeling cranky and irritable most of the time. My grades slopped from Ds to Fs. I got into more fights with Nancy Bobofit and her friends.

"Did you win any of them?" Eris asked excitedly.

Percy thought for a moment. "I think so," he said.

"Awesome!"

I was sent out into the hallway in almost every class.

"That sucks," Jason said.

"Why?" little Annabeth asked.

"It's hard to learn anything if you're sitting out in the hall and aren't able to hear anything."

"Oh."

Finally, when our English teacher, Mr. Nicoll, asked me for the millionth time why I was too lazy to study for spelling tests, I snapped. I called him an old sot.

"What's an old sot?" little Annabeth asked.

"I think it's better that you don't know," Annabeth said.

I wasn't sure what it meant, but it sounded good.

The headmaster sent my mom a letter the following week, making it official: I would not be invited back next year to Yancy Academy.

Fine, I told myself. Just fine.

I was homesick.

"Aw," Phobus said.

"Percy misses his mommy," Deimus said.

They laughed.

Percy glared at them and they stopped.

I wanted to be with my mom in our little apartment on the Upper East Side, even if I had to go to a public school and put up with my obnoxious stepfather

Percy growled and looked ready to kill somebody.

Erebos decided to keep reading.

and his stupid poker parties.

And yet…there were things I'd miss at Yancy. The view of the woods out my dorm window, the Hudson River in the distance, the smell of pine trees. I'd miss Grover, who'd been a good friend,

"Aw," all the girls cooed.

even if he was a little strange.

Everyone laughed.

I worried how he'd survive next year without me.

"What confidence you have in him, Perce," Nico said.

I'd miss Latin class, too - Mr. Brunner's crazy tournament days and his faith that I could do well.

"That's sweet, Percy," Amphitrite said.

Percy ignored her.

As exam week got closer, Latin was the only test I studied for. I hadn't forgotten what Mr. Brunner had told me about this subject being life-and-death for me. I wasn't sure why, but I started to believe him.

"That's good," Jason said.

The evening before my final, I got so frustrated I threw the Cambridge Guide to Greek Mythology across my dorm room. Words had started swimming off the page, circling my head, the letters doing one-eighties

Some people laughed.

"One-eighties?" Leo asked.

"That's what it looked like," Percy said.

"What are one-eighties?" little Annabeth asked.

Annabeth said, "It's basically if you turn in a full circle. It's one-hundred and eighty degrees."

"Oh."

as if they were riding skateboards.

Some people stared at Percy and some laughed.

There was no way I was going to remember the difference between Chiron and Charon,

"You should be glad you did," Aether said.

"I am," Percy said.

or Polydictes and Polydeuces. And conjugating those Latin verbs? Forget it.

I paced the room, feeling like ants were crawling around inside my shirt.

"How do you know what that feels like?" Proteus asked Percy.

Percy shrugged. "Just a guess."

I remembered Mr. Brunner's serious expression, his thousand-year-old eyes. (I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson).

I took a deep breath. I picked up the mythology book.

I'd never asked a teacher for help before. Maybe if I talked to Mr. Brunner, he could give me some pointers. At least I could apologize for the big fat F I was about to score on his exam.

"Did you get an F?" Phobus asked.

"I don't remember," Percy said. "That was four years ago."

I didn't want to leave Yancy Academy with him thinking I hadn't tried.

I walked downstairs to the faculty offices. Most of them were dark and empty, but Mr. Brunner's door was ajar, light from his window stretching across the hallway floor.

I was five steps from the door handle when I heard voices inside the office. Mr. Brunner asked a question. A voice that was definitely Grover's said, "…worried about Percy, sir."

"That would be weird," Thanatos said.

"Yeah," Percy said. "It was kind of scary, too."

I froze.

"I'm not usually an eavesdropper,

"Sure you're not," Nico said. Percy made a face.

"What's an eavesdropper?" little Thalia asked.

"Someone who listens in on another person's conversation," Thalia said.

"Oh."

but I dare you to try not listening if you hear your best friend talking about you to an adult.

"That would be pretty hard," Nike said.

I inched closer.

"…alone this summer," Grover was saying. "I mean, a Kindly One in school! Now that we know for sure, and they know, too-"]

"Who's they?" little Percy asked.

"Monsters," Deimus said.

"We would only make matters worse by rushing him," Mr. Brunner said. "We need the boy to mature more."

"Yeah, Percy," Thalia laughed. "You need to mature more." She was sopping wet in less than a second. "Perseus Jackson!"

"What?" Percy asked, acting like he did nothing wrong.

"Don't you dare-"

"Okay," Erebos said, interrupting her, "I'm reading."

"But he may not have time. The summer solstice deadline-"

"What deadline?" Leo asked.

"You'll see," Annabeth said.

"Will have to be resolved without him, Grover. Let him enjoy his ignorance while he still can."

"Sir, he saw her…"

"His imagination," Mr. Brunner said.

"I don't think I could ever think up that kind of stuff," Percy said. "I have no imagination."

"The Mist over the students and staff will be enough to convince him of that."

"Except it didn't," Percy said.

"Sir, I…I can't fail my duties again." Grover's voice was choked with emotion. "You know what that would mean."

"What would it mean?" Piper asked.

"That he would lose his keeper's license," Thalia said.

"Oh."

"What's a keeper?" little Percy asked.

"A satyr who protects demigods." Percy said.

"Oh." {AN: I'm saying "oh" a lot in this story!}

"You haven't failed, Grover," Mr. Brunner said kindly. "I should've seen her for what she was. Now, let's just worry about keeping Percy alive until next fall-"

"What does he mean by, 'keeping Percy alive?'" little Percy asked nervously.

"It's just an expression," Percy said, calming his younger self.

The mythology book dropped out of my hands with a thud.

Mr. Brunner went silent.

My heart was hammering. I picked up the book and backed down the hall.

A shadow slid across the lighted glass of Mr. Brunner's office door, the shadow of something much taller than my wheelchair-bound teacher, holding something that looked suspiciously like an archer's bow.

"Chiron!" Thalia exclaimed. "Why would he be in centaur form with a bow and arrow?"

"Bow and arrow?" little Thalia asked. "Centaur form?"

"Chiron's a centaur."

"Who's Chiron?" little Annabeth asked.

"The teacher in the book, AKA Mr. Brunner."

"Oh."

I opened the nearest door and slipped inside.

A few seconds later I heard a slow (clop-clop-clop), like muffled wood blocks,

"More like hooves," Erebos said.

"Yes, we know," Nike said.

then a sound like an animal snuffling right outside my door. A large, dark shape paused in front of the glass, then moved on.

A bead of sweat trickled down my neck.

Somewhere in the hallway, Mr. Brunner spoke. "Nothing," he murmured. "My nerves haven't been right since the winter solstice."

"Mine neither," Grover said. "But I could've sworn…"

"Go back to the dorm," Mr. Brunner told him. "You've got a long day of exams tomorrow."

"Don't remind me."

The lights went out in Mr. Brunner's office.

I waited in the dark for what seemed like forever.

Finally, I slipped into the hallway and made my way back up to the dorm.

Grover was lying on his bed, studying his Latin exam notes like he'd been there all night.

"Hey," he said, bleary-eyed. "You gonna be ready for the test?"

I didn't answer.

"You look awful." He frowned. "Is everything okay?"

"Just…tired."

I turned so he couldn't read my expression,

"That won't work," Thanatos said.

"I know that now," Percy replied.

"Why not?" little Annabeth said.

"Satyrs can read emotions."

"Oh."

and started getting ready for bed.

I didn't understand what I'd heard downstairs. I wanted to believe I'd imagined the whole thing.

But one thing was clear: Grover and Mr. Brunner were talking about me behind my back. They thought I was in some kind of danger.

"You were," Annabeth confirmed.

"From what?" little Thalia asked.

"You'll find out.

The next afternoon, as I was leaving the three-hour Latin exam,

"Three hours?" Leo exclaimed. "How did you live?"

Percy smiled. "Sometimes I ask myself the same question."

[my eyes swimming with all the Greek and Roman names I'd misspelled, Mr. Brunner called me back inside.]

"Ooh," Deimus said.

"He found out about your eavesdropping!" his brother said.

"Hush, you two," Selene said.

Erebos continued reading.

For a moment, I was worried he'd found out about my eavesdropping the night before,

Phobus and Diemus groaned. "Aww, man!" Phobus said.

"Now we're thinking like Percy!" Diemus said.

"Hey!" Percy and little Percy protested.

"What's wrong with thinking like me?" Percy asked.

"Nothing!"

"Good."

but that didn't seem to be the problem.

"Percy," he said. "Don't be discouraged about leaving Yancy. It's…it's for the best."

"I know he was trying to cheer me up," Percy mumbled, "but it didn't really work."

Baby Nico looked over at Jason. "Daddy!" he said. His little arms stretched out toward the blond demigod. Jason sighed. He picked baby Nico up and cradled him to his chest.

"Aww!" all the girls cooed. The boys snickered.

"Shut up," Jason muttered. "Please read, Lord Erebus."

Erebos snickered, but continued reading.

His tone was kind, but the words still embarrassed me.

"Someone's embarrassed," Eris teased. Percy and little Percy glared at her. "What?" she asked.

"Leave us alone," Percy and little Percy said at the same time.

"Okay, okay."

Even though he was speaking quietly, the other kids finishing the test could hear. Nancy Bobofit smirked at me and made sarcastic kissing motions with her lips.

"So," Piper said. "Nancy still hasn't finished the test."

Annabeth smirked. "I guess Percy's faster and smarter than her."

"Not exactly," Nike said. "Percy could've been just rushing through the test to get it over with."

"I was not!" Percy complained.

"Or," Nike added, "he was - and still is - smarter then her and just got done quicker."

"I'd go with the second one."

I mumbled, "Okay, sir."

"I mean…" Mr. Brunner wheeled his chair back and forth, like he wasn't sure what to say. "This isn't the right place for you.

"He's right," Thalia said. "Camp Half-Blood is."

It was only a matter of time."

My eyes stung.

"Aw," Phobus said.

"Is little Percy gonna cry?" his brother asked.

Percy snarled, "Don't you dare."

The brothers put their hands up in surrender, but were still smiling.

Here was my favorite teacher, in front of the class, telling me I couldn't handle it. After saying he believed in me all year, now he was telling me I was destined to get kicked out.

"Right," I said, trembling.

The two brothers and Eris snickered.

Percy glared at them and they stopped.

"No, no," Mr. Brunner said. "Oh, confound it all.

Leo, the brothers, and Eris smiled. "Confound it all?" Leo asked.

Percy shrugged. "Don't ask me."

What I'm trying to say…you're not normal, Percy.

"Ouch," Leo said.

"I'm sure that's something a kid would want to hear from their favorite teacher," Piper said. "Especially if they were already diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia."

Percy smiled. "Now I know he meant me being a half-blood."

"Then again," Thalia said, "Percy's never been known to be normal."

"Hey!" Percy and little Percy said.

That's nothing to be-"

"Thanks," I blurted. "Thanks a lot, sir, for reminding me."

"Percy-"

But I was already gone.

On the last day of the term, I shoved my clothes into m suitcase.

The other guys were joking around, talking about their vacation plans. One of them was going on a hiking trip to Switzerland. Another was cruising the Caribbean for a month. They were juvenile delinquents, like me, but they were rich juvenile delinquents. Their daddies were executives, or ambassadors, or celebrities. I was a nobody, from a family of nobodies.

"What?" Eris exclaimed. "A family of nobodies?"

"Eris-" Nike started.

"No!" Eris said. "We are not a family of nobodies!"

Percy was completely relaxed, while the other demigods were flinching a bit.

"Lady Eris," Percy said.

"What?" Eris demanded.

"I didn't know about you guys back then."

"I-" Then Eris realized that that was true. She sank back into her throne. "Right," she mumbled. "Sorry."

They asked me what I'd be doing this summer and I told them I was going back to the city.

What I didn't tell them was that I'd have to get a summer job walking dogs or selling magazine subscriptions and spend my free time worrying about where I'd go to school in the fall.

"Oh," one of the guys said. "That's cool."

They went back to their conversation as if I'd never existed.

"At least they had the decency to ask," Proteus said. Everyone jumped, having forgotten he was there.

The only person I dreaded saying good-bye to was Grover, but as it turned out, I didn't have to. He'd booked a ticket to Manhattan on the same Greyhound as I had,

"Gee," Thanatos said. "What a coincidence."

so there we were, together again, heading into the city.

During the whole bus ride, Grover kept glancing nervously down the aisle, watching the other passengers. It occurred to me that he'd always acted nervous and fidgety when we left Yancy, as if he expected something bad to happen. Before, I'd always assumed he was worried about getting teased. But there was nobody to tease him on the Greyhound.

"You never know," Eos said.

Finally I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Looking for Kindly Ones?"

"You probably scared him out of his fur!" Nico said, laughing.

Grover nearly jumped out of his seat. "Wha-what do you mean?"

I confessed about eavesdropping on him and Mr. Brunner the night before the exam.

"You idiot!" Leo exclaimed.

"What?" Percy asked.

"You confessed!"

"Sorry!"

Grover's eye twitched. "How much did you hear?"

"Oh…not much. What's the summer solstice deadline?"

He winced. "Look, Percy…I was just worried for you, see? I mean, hallucinating about demon math teachers…"

"Wow," Selene said. "That was really bad to say."

"He's a really bad liar," Nico said.

"Grover-"

"And I was telling Mr. Brunner that maybe you were overstressed or something, because there was no such person as Mrs. Dodds and…"

"Grover, you're a really, really bad liar."

"Yeah," Annabeth said. "He is."

His ears turned pink.

From his shirt pocket, he fished out a grubby

"What does 'grubby' mean?" little Percy asked.

"Dirty," Annabeth said.

business card. "Just take this, okay? In case you need me this summer."

The card was in fancy script,

"Why fancy script?" Leo asked.

"It's probably a god thing." Everyone looked at Jason who was still looking down at baby Nico who was holding his fingers.

"Aw, Jason," Piper said, "that's so cute!"

Jason glared at her. "Daddy!" baby Nico said. Jason looked back down at baby Nico and smiled.

There was a small click and Jason looked over to see Piper putting her camera away.

"Piper!" Jason said.

"What?" Piper said. "It's just too cute!"

Jason sighed.

"Please keep reading, Lord Erebos," Thalia said.

which was murder on my dyslexic eyes, but I finally made out something like:

Grover Underwood

Keeper

Half-Blood Hill

Long Island, New York

(800) 009-0009

"What's Half-"

"Don't say it aloud!" he yelped.

"Oh, that was real smooth, goat boy," Thalia said.

"That's my, um…summer address."

My heart sank. Grover had a summer home.

"Well, not exactly a summer home," Thalia said. "More like a camp."

"It (is) a camp," Percy said.

I'd never considered that his family might be as rich as the others at Yancy.

"I don't know if I would say his family is rich," Nico said. "His friends, us, are."

"Well, not exactly in mortal cash," Annabeth said.

"What do you mean 'mortal' cash?" little Annabeth said.

"Mortal cash compared to drachmas," Nico said.

"What the heck are drachmas?" little Thalia said.

"Greek god money," Thalia said. "Pure gold coins."

"These are drachmas." Percy pulled out a handful of gold coins.

"No way," Nico said. "How did you get that much?"

"Um…Lord Erebos, could you keep reading?"

Erebos smiled. "No, I'd like to hear how you got that many."

"Erebos," Nike said, "keep reading."

"Okay," I said, glumly. "So, like, if I want to visit your mansion."

Piper said, "Once again, I don't think it's a mansion. More like a large farmhouse."

He nodded. "Or…or if you need me."

"Why would I need you?"

"Harsh, Percy!" Nico said.

It came out harsher than I meant it to.

Grover blushed right down to his Adam's apple. "Look, Percy, the truth is, I-I kind of have to protect you."

I stared at him.

All year long, I'd gotten into fights, keeping bullies away from him. I'd lost sleep worrying that he'd get beat up next year without me.

"Aw," the girls said.

"That's so sweet, Percy," Eos said.

"Yeah, yeah," Percy mumbled.

And here he was acting like he was the one who defended me.

"Grover," I said. "What exactly are you protecting me from?"]

"Monsters," Thanatos said.

There was a huge grinding noise under our feet. Black smoke poured from the dashboard and the whole bus filled with a smell like rotten eggs.

Everyone wrinkled their noses.

The driver cursed and limped the Greyhound over to the side of the highway.

"Well that wasn't a coincidence," Phobus said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" little Percy asked.

"Let Erebos read and you'll find out."

After a few minutes of clanking around in the engine compartment, the driver announced we'd all have to get off. Grover and I filed out with everyone else.

We were on a stretch of country road - no place you'd notice if you didn't break down. On our side of the highway was nothing but maple trees and litter from passing cars. On the other side, across four lanes of asphalt shimmering with afternoon heat, was an old-fashioned fruit stand.

The stuff on sale looked really good: heaping boxes of blood red cherries and apples, walnuts and apricots, jugs of cider in a claw-foot tub full of ice. There were no customers, just three old ladies sitting in rocking chairs in the shade of a maple tree, knitting the biggest pair of socks I've ever seen.

Everyone paled.

"What?" little Annabeth asked.

"The Fates," Percy said gravely. Annabeth grabbed his hand tightly. He wrapped an arm around her. Festus nudged Percy's face and made a weird purring noise.

I mean, these socks were the size of sweaters, but they were clearly socks. The lady on the right knitted one of them. The lady on the left knitted the other. The lady in the middle held an enormous basket of electric-blue yarn.

All three women looked ancient, with pale faces wrinkled like fruit leather, silver hair tied back in white bandanas, boney arms sticking out of bleached cotton dresses.

The weirdest thing was, they seemed to be looking right at me.

"Percy…" Piper said, shakily. "How did you…?"

"Live?" Percy finished. "I don't know. I guess…I don't know." Percy shook his head. Annabeth tightened her grip on Percy's hand and he tightened his grip around her as well.

I looked at Grover to say something about this and saw that the blood had drained from his face. His nose was twitching.

"Grover?" I said. "Hey, man-"

"Tell me they're not looking at you. They are, aren't they?"

"Yeah. Weird, huh? You think those socks would fit me?"

"Not funny, Perce," Nico said, his face still deathly pale. {Heh, deathly pale. I didn't even notice that.}

"Not funny, Percy. Not funny at all."

The old lady in the middle took out a huge pair of scissors - gold and silver long-bladed, like shears.

Everyone held their breath.

I heard Grover catch his breath.

"We're going on the bus," he told me. "Come on."

"Good idea," Amphitrite said.

"But I'm guessing you didn't do it," Proteus said.

"No," Percy said, sadly.

"What?" I said. "It's a thousand degrees in there."

"Come on!" He pried open the door and climbed inside, but I stayed back.

"Of course you did, Percy," Piper said weakly.

Annabeth hugged Percy tightly, as if he was going to disappear. Percy hugged her back.

Across the road, the old ladies were still watching me. The middle one cut the yarn,

Everyone looked down. Annabeth buried her face in Percy's chest and cried.

Piper was close to tears, too, and she buried her face in Jason's shoulder. Jason held her close without squishing baby Nico.

and I swear I could hear that snip across four lanes of traffic. Her two friends balled up the electric-blue socks, leaving me wondering who they could possibly be for - Sasquatch or Godzilla.

"Not funny, Percy," Leo said, his voice shaky.

"What just happened?" little Percy asked. He sounded a little scared, too.

"Um," Nico said. "I'll tell you later."

At the rear of the bus, the driver wrenched a big chunk of smoking metal out of the engine compartment. The bus shuttered, and the engine roared back to life.

The passengers cheered.

"Darn right!" yelled the driver. He slapped the bus with his hat. "Everybody back on board!"

Once we got going, I started feeling feverish, as if I'd caught the flu.

Grover didn't look much better. He was shivering and his teeth were chattering.

"Grover?"

"Yeah?"

"What are you not telling me?"

"Well, lets see…" Thanatos said. "Just about everything."

He dabbed his forehead with his shirt sleeve. "Percy, what did you see at the fruit stand?"

"You mean the old ladies? What is it about them, man? They're not like…Mrs. Dodds, are they?"

"No," Aether said. "They're-"

"Don't say it, Aether," Nike said.

His expression was hard to read, but I got the feeling that the fruit stand ladies were something much, much worse than Mrs. Dodds.

"You're right," Annabeth said, having calmed down enough to speak. Percy held her close.

Little Percy looked scared, and little Annabeth held his hand for comfort.

He said, "Just tell me what you saw."

"The middle one took out her scissors, and she cut the yarn."

All the demigods looked confused, but only for a second.

He said, "You saw her snip the cord."

"Yeah. So?"

"What do you mean 'So?'" Thanatos said. "That's probably one of the worst things that you can see!"

Eos slapped him on the head. "Hush. You're scaring the younger boy."

"Oh. Sorry."

Little Percy was shaking a bit. Little Annabeth took his hand and whispered something to him. He smiled and squeezed her hand.

"Aww!" all the girls (except for Eris) cooed.

But even as I said it, I knew it was a big deal.

"Not just-" Phobus started, but was stopped by a slap to the head.

"Quiet," Selene said.

"Yes, ma'am."

"This isn't happening," Grover mumbled. He started chewing at his thumb. "I don't want this to be like the last time."

"What happened last time?" Deimus asked.

No one answered.

"What last time?"

"Always sixth grade. They never get past sixth."

"But you did," Nico told Percy.

"Yeah," Percy said, frowning.

"Grover," I said, because he was really starting to scare me. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, just the time when I got turned into a tree," Thalia said.

Leo's eyes widened. "You were a tree?"

"Yeah. I try not to think about it."

"Let me walk you home from the bus station. Promise me."

"Why?" little Thalia asked.

"I'll tell you after this chapter," Annabeth said.

"'Kay."

This seemed like a strange request to me, but I promised he could.

"But you didn't, did you?" Annabeth said.

Percy sighed. "No. I didn't."

"Is this like a superstition or something?" I asked.

No answer.

"Grover - the snipping of the yarn. Does that mean somebody is going to die?"

Little Percy was shaking and little Annabeth was watching him, not sure what to do.

Annabeth walked over to Little Percy and picked him up.

He looked at me mournfully, like he was already picking the kind of flowers I'd like best on my coffin.

"That's the end of the chapter," Erebos said.

"I'll read," Selene said.

I said "Oh" twelve times in this chapter! Wow, that's a lot. I think…Anyway! I hope you enjoyed it! One again, I'M SOOOOO SORRY FOR THE DELAY! I hope you can forgive me!

I'll get the next chapter up ASAP!

Thanks for reading!

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