So…hi.

Yeah, I started writing a fic in another section on and its going a lot faster and longer then Switched so…I have bad news.

I'm dropping Switched.

Before some flaming starts I do want to point out that at the VERY FIRST CHAPTER I said that 'I'm doing this for practice and for fun'. After that I may have said that I'd go all the way, but for that I apologize. At this point, the fun has been drained out of it for me. I hope you guys can understand (which you probably can, since you guys are awesome)

But, as a parting gift, I'll write a section with an argument between Nan and Karol.

This would've happened at Caer Bocram, right after Rita was fired.

I hope you enjoy and can forgive me~

Having just crushed Rita publically, the girl continued, "This area is under the authority of the Hunting Blades! Leave at once!"

Karol turned his head to the side and snorted. "Well, THAT isn't suspicious."

Easily irritated it seemed, Nan turned his way. "What did you say!?"

Unfazed by her sudden anger, Karol went on to explain, "To be honest…it just strikes me as suspicious. I mean…why do you need authority over this place? Can't a warning be enough? Like," he imitated her in a teasing voice, "'Oh, look out! There are tough monsters here! You might be killed!' …or something?" shrugging, he added, "Doesn't the authority seem the least bit suspicious to you?"

Looking highly annoyed, Nan replied with, "Why should I bother telling you? Not like it'll get through your thick skull."

Immediately, Karol underwent his anger transformation, "WHERE DO YOU-" he stopped, reconsidering his words. "Wait…you're right. I DO have a thick skull. You know, to protect my precious brain." Smirking at Nan, he continued, "I guess yours isn't so precious since you're an airhead."

Irritation turned to anger on Nan's face. "How dare you mock the authority of the Hunting Blades!"

"Well, I can't help but mock it when your weapons look like chairs." Highly enjoying his victory in the debate, Karol didn't notice the others turning to venture further into the maze.

Her anger raised even more, Nan shouted, "Who are you to question the weapons of the Hunting Blades!?"

Taking on a look of surprise, Karol pointed to himself in purposeful stupidity, "Me? …I'm the Genius Mage from Aspio, Karol Capel."

Instantly a 'well-thought' comeback came from Nan, "Genius? More like dumbass."

The moment the comment reached his ears, Karol pulled his goggles over his eyes and feigned pain, "AAH! The wit! It's blinding!" finished with his little display, he grinned up at his opponent. "…at least I wasn't ditched by my friends."

It was then Nan's turn to be smug. "Really? …so where did the other three that entered with you go?"

After checking for his friends, Karol gave a response that Nan wasn't expecting. "…Not listening to you, obviously."

With shock in her eyes, she stared down the path the three had left on. Anger filled her once more as she shouted again at Karol, "…How dare you trick me!"

He only shrugged. "Trick you? They actually ditched me."

"Ha! I told you!"

"What are you laughing at?" his stare was slightly confused; "You basically just failed your job. Looks like Rita's not the only one gettin' fired today…"

Stuttering sounds that were attempts at words, Nan finally leapt down. She ran off further into the maze, probably to inform her leader. Karol's stare had followed her, but then directed toward where the others had gone. "…I guess I should go find them…"

Hopefully you liked it.

If you really like the idea of role switching there's another fic called 'Nobility' by Dieuwtjin. Its very well written and the chapters are much longer. I would suggest reading that if you liked this.

Well, I might write more in the Vesperia section later but as for this story…

Good bye, I hope you liked it while it lasted!

And…I'm sorry if this disappoints you.