Head Researcher Twilight Sparkle sat at her desk and sipped her mug of coffee as she reviewed the data files on the higher numbered AECs. She knew that 9924 had gone home to his Universe, 9983 was up at Site 701, 9991 was in Site 34 before Drake ate it for his rainbow-crested, winged magnificence (Apparently the Quetzalcoatl had gotten uppity at the rampaging lizard some months ago), and AEC 10000 was… unclassified and missing!?

After a quick panic attack in which Twilight frantically burned through all the paper and digital files available, she had an epiphany: Drake was the last one to have seen AEC 10000, alias Ben, and would thus have the best idea as to where he was. Thus, with a fire lit under her, she picked up her desk phone, dialed Drake’s number, and waited.

“H-hello? Who is this? It’s three in the damn morning and I’m trying to enjoy my and my girlfriend’s bed.”

Twilight waited a moment as the righteous fury built, and as Drake’s complaints grew in incoherence, before unleashing a mighty,

“DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!”

“GAH, SON OF A BITCH!”

“D’ah wha!? Drake what are you yelling for? And why are you on the phone?”

Sounds of fumbling and thumping that Twilight didn’t really need to know the origins of.

“Are you two finished, 682? 1313?”

“Doc Twi? The hell are you doing calling at three in the fucking morning? Can’t you just wait for Princess Celestia to raise the fucking sun?”

“Would you happen to know where the still unclassified and presumably at large AEC 10000 would be?” Twilight asked in an all too cheerful tone.

“Ten…. thousand? Oh! Ben! Yeah, he’s probably in his Home Universe right now doing something infuriating and being a total racist jerkfucker.”

“Drake that sounds disgusting, but it strangely fits the way he acted.”

“That’s why I said it, Beth. That’s why I said it.”

“Back to business, you two. We need to classify 10000, otherwise nothing’s gonna work on him. Do you have any idea how to get him back here?”

“Nope.”

“Nada.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely nothing.”

“Zilch.”

“Wonderful. Well, I’ll call again in the morning. Go back to bed you two, sorry for the disturbance.”

“Night, Doc.”

“G’night!”

Twilight hung up.

“FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFU-”

SLAM

“Head Researcher Sparkle, are you alright!? We heard screaming earlier!”

“-Uh… I’m fine. Thanks.”

Meanwhile, in the home base of the Society of Evil Ben’s Universe….

Ben slammed his head on the desk he was sitting at. “Ugh, these royals are gonna be the freakin’ death of me,” he groaned. In front of him were several different petitions and requests from all over Equestria. Ever since the Incursions, more and more were jumping on the bandwagon to blame him for it all.

“Don’t worry, honey,” Lyra, his faithful mare, said as she gave him a nice little peck on the cheek. “We’ll get through this, just you see. Once we clear you in court tomorrow, ponies are bound to ease up on you.”

“That’s if we can win the case.” Ben rifled through a few more, weighing his options constantly. “In all fairness, Fear did create the Incursions from my fears and thoughts. So I am partially at fault, but it’s not like I made them attack us. If anything that seemed to be the fault of the nobles for insulting them.”

“We just have to make the jury see it that way too! It may not necessarily be of your peers, but they are promising you a fair trial.”

“Lesson to learn, Lyra, even when a noble says you’ll get a fair trial, keep up your guard. I’ve seen them play this kind of trick in the past and I couldn't’ stand it. They think they’re so much better than everypony else. Ha! The only good ones I’ve met are Fancy Pants and Blue Blood. What’s Rarity’s deal with him again?”

“A misunderstanding, that’s what I heard anyway,” Lyra explained. “I don’t care what we have to do, Ben. I won’t lose you and Scootaloo. I’ve worked too hard to get to this point and I’m not going to let them ruin our family.”

Ben smiled, running his hand gingerly through her mane. “Thatta girl. We’ll fight til the last man. This is our family and they have no right to tear us apart.” He looked back at the paperwork with a sigh. “Why don’t you go on to bed? I’ll join you there in just a bit. I wanna look over just few more of these.”

Lyra seemed conflicted, but relented in the end. “Alright,” she gave him a small kiss on the lips. “But don’t keep me waiting too long. A mare has her needs, after all.”

Ben laughed as she sauntered away, shaking his head of those tantalizing thoughts. “Darn that mare, why did I have to keep seeing her as such a sexy thing. Maybe the watch finally is overwriting my DNA. Aw well, a worry for another day.”

He browsed over some more of the papers, his spirit and will to stay awake diminishing second after second. And soon enough, Ben was out like a light.

Twilight smirked to herself as she strode through the nearly deserted corridors of Site 34. She would retrieve AEC 10000 and hold him long enough for an official classification to push through, never mind what Head Researcher Stable Mind wrote down. It wasn’t listed in his official file, ergo, it wasn’t official.

But she had ways of retrieving a wayward AEC.

Take, for example, AEC 1100, The Locator-Retriever Database Machine (Name Pending). This machine contained a database of every living being that ever stepped foot on the planet, and could retrieve them no matter how far away they were.

The semi-neurotic scientist giggled maniacally as she activated the machine and scrolled through its contents. Finding AEC 10000 on the list was easy, and she thus activated the machine and waited eagerly by the ‘Arrival’ container. A spattering of sparks, a few buzzing sounds, and a great flash of light heralded the arrival of a somehow still asleep Ben 10X.

She took him within her magical field and carted him to an ultra secure holding cell, eagerly awaiting his awakening.

Draining her fifty sixth mug of extra strength coffee (Now in French Roast and with 600ccs of Epinephrin and Blue Sky Crystal Meth per cup!) of the night, she dialed Drake as a precaution. She was neurotic and possibly way too hyped up on illegal drugs, not stupid.

“DrakegetyourscalyandsortasexylizardassdownhererightnowIfoundAEC10000andIneedyouforbackupincaseanythinggoeshorriblywrong!”

“.....The fuck?”

“DRAKE GET YOUR SCALY AND SORTA SE-ahem LIZARD ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW, I FOUND AEC 10000 AND I NEED YOU FOR BACKUP IN CASE THINGS GO HORRIBLY WRONG!”

“Jesus fuck, my ears!”

“Drake, seriously, stop shouting. You’re making the poor guards nervous.”

“Sorry, Beth, I need to go. Doc Twi is doing stupid things again. And is probably on the drug coffee that I sent over as a gag gift…. Stop staring at me like that Beth, it was Snoop’s idea!”

The line went dead as a sonic boom destroyed the room on the other end of the line, a faint red mist arcing out of the speaker on Twilight’s line.

“Heheheheheheheeheheeeee.” Twilight thus proceeded to giggle maniacally as her normally immaculate hair frizzed out and sprung into an untidy, insane mess.

Ben groaned as he awoke from a dreamless sleep. He sat up from his cushiony bed, rubbing the crust from his eyes with a large yawn. “Ah, Lyra must have dragged me to bed last night. Considerate. I don’t even have a lump this time.”

His eyes were barely open as he made his way for the bathroom for his morning routine, only to run into a wall.

“Ack! Ow!” He moaned, now awake and horrified by his surroundings. Once again… he was in jail… a very familiar jail. “Oh gods, please no.”

“Goooood morning AEC 10000!” A screen opened up on the wall in front of him, showing an incredibly manic looking human with a familiar hairstyle, and an incredibly exasperated Drake leaning against a wall behind her.

“Hey Ben, sorry about the Doc here. I think she got into the Blue Sky Meth/Super-Caf coffee. Which is only safe for me… and some other AECs to drink. So… ye-ARGH.”

Drake never noticed the clipboard telekinetically slamming into his groin until it was far too late. The manic woman turned back to the screen, hairs popping out from all over her mess of a hairstyle.

“Oh god… why does it hurt so much….” Drake whimpered.

Ben stared at the image for a moment, their words slowly registering in his mind. In hindsight, they should have prayed they never did. His fists clenched tight as he gritted his teeth almost painfully so. He looked back at Twilight with hate-filled eyes and voice that would send shivers down any sane person’s spine.

“You have thirty seconds to send me home,” he told her with a wickedly low tone. “Thirty. Seconds.”

No effect on the maniacal Twilight Sparkle, who was far too deep into her meth induced haze to do anything but continue along her initial crash vectors.

“I’m sorry AEC 1000, but I’m afraid that I can’t do that until you~ get officially registered on the classification scale~” More manic giggling, along with a middle finger from Drake, still on the floor, and aimed straight at the researcher’s back.

Ben’s entire body was shaking. “Do you have any idea… what your stupid research… has done?!” He glared at Twilight with all the hate he had. “Because of YOU! I’m going to lose my family!! Do you hear me?! My loving mare and daughter are going to be taken away from me because. Of. YOU!!”

“Uuuuuurk…. Doc Twi? Y’think we should let him go?”

“Nope! Not until we get answers.”

“Fuck. Sorry Ben, I can’t do anything that isn’t basically treason here, and I rather like Doc Twi, so unless you break out on your own… Sorry man… oof…. man, this really hurts for some reason…. any way, please ignore the drugged up researcher. I think I’ve eaten enough scientists to know how to work this…. sit tight, man. I think I -SONUVABITCH WHY DO YOU GO FOR THE GROIN YOU DEVIL WOMAN!?”

“Shut up.” Twilight had apparently shifted from manic and drugged up to straight withdrawal in the span of half a second, now surly and red eyed, with limp, messy hair and a perpetual scowl.

“....yes’m”

Ben lifted up his arm, showing the Omnitrix to Twilight. “Do you see this watch, Twilight Sparkle? Remember it, because it is the beginning of your destruction. Omnitrix, run subroutine seven.” The watch beeped and created a computer keyboard hologram in front of him. “Little known fact, many people who have met me claim that I am technophobic. That couldn’t be further from the truth. I am not scared of technology… I’m scared of what I am capable of with it.” With a few quick stroke on the keyboard, the lights in the room Twilight and Drake were in started to flicker and warning sirens started to go off within the entire compound.

“Oh no… bad bad bad bad bad! Ben are you hacking the systems!?” Drake shouted, knocking out Twilight as he rose from the floor. “Dude! If you do the wrong thing you’ll release all the AECs in the compound! That’ll doom all of Canterlot and beyond!”

“That’s where you are wrong, Mr. Long,” Ben’s voice was eerie and had a hint of malice. “I didn’t hack this compound… I hacked every compound. Remember that little motion I did with the Omnitrix the first time I was here? That was when my Omnitrix ransacked your system and allowed me the chance for complete control if need be. Well, you’ve pushed me over the edge! And now… the Foundation… is mine!” Ben pressed a few more keystrokes, and the sounds of locking doors rang out behind Drake.

“.... You’ve killed every single human on this planet, y’know that? There are some AECs that require incredibly precise amounts of current through their systems to keep them docile. And what you just did with the lights? You’ve screwed over eight billion people. You monster.”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” Ben said as he sat on the floor of his cell. “Nothing has been released and all systems are still running at max efficiency. All I’ve done is given myself complete access to everything the Foundation has. Weapons, inventions, people, monsters, everything. But as you say, yes, I could doom your entire world with the press of a button. But, if my demands are met, I’m sure we can get out of this without any blood shed. Oh and don’t even think setting up any security to attack me in here.” Ben’s room began to glow green, the runes lining the walls showing themselves. “I’ve altered the runes, no one can get in here without my say so.”

“Goddammit Ben, this is why we can’t have nice things!” Drake slumped against the console, “Okay, the hell you want, watch-boy?”

“I want to be sent home, at the exact moment I was taken. And to never ever be contacted by this world again. I can control these systems even from back home, so don’t tempt me. Now wake up your boss there. You two won’t be getting help anytime soon anyway, not with those doors I locked. And don’t worry, you two are the only ones locked. I’m not going to needlessly endanger lives on a whim. Even if you don’t believe me, I am no monster.”

“Hmph, well, at least no one’s died yet. I suppose I can appreciate that fact.” Drake kicked Twilight in the side and sprayed her with a thin mist of unidentifiable chemicals. “Yo, Doc, you sober yet?”

“Uuughhh… Drake? Why are you here? And where are we? I can’t remember anything past… Gods it must have been four in the morning….”

“Take that as a yes. Long story short, you fucked up, stole AEC 10000 from his home world, and now he’s threatening to murder the world because he hacked all the Sites. Good job, Twi. Way to drink the drugs coffee.”

Cue minor panic attack. “I DID WHAT!?”

Ben crossed his arms, tapping them impatiently. “I’m waiting~. I’ve got a court case to get back to. If I have to wait an extra minute before you give me a counter offer or agree to my demands, say goodbye to Site 76.”

“The one full of the cloning corgi puppies!?” Twilight cried, eyes bolting straight open and hair straightening out with a quiet snap. “You monster!”

“No, Twilight. You’re the monster,” Ben countered, leveling his glare at her. “Your little OCD has destroyed a family, did you know that? By taking me last night, I’ve missed the very court case I needed to win to keep my family together. Now my child will be taken back into the system and I’ll never get to see her again.”

“....Wow, dude, that’s… damn… what do I even say to that?” Drake leaned back against the wall, allowing Twilight to take the semi-useless console.

“Look, I’m sorry for what I did while drugged up on more drugs and coffee than should be humanly possible, but with you controlling everything, I don’t exactly have anything that can aid you in your return,” Twilight said, “If you just gave me control over a few systems, I could get you some of our more useful AECs to help.”

“Not until I have your word that you will send me back to the exact moment you stole me away. Forty-five seconds.” His finger hovered above a key.

“Do it, Twi, don’t let Equus (Still think that’s a shitty name) die because of research.”

“Of course I won’t, Drake, who do you think I am? The drugged up, neurotic mess that is me whenever I’m… well… drugged up?” Twilight retorted, turning back to the screen and delivering a curt, “You have our words.”

Ben lifted his finger away and gave a genuine smile. “Thank you, Twilight Sparkle.” He punched in a few commands. “I will be watching your every move. If something looks off, Sites 1-6 will be unleashed freely. I’ll reopen communications then. Don’t make the wrong choice.” He pressed a button, shutting off the screen in front of Twilight and Drake.

“Well shit, Twi. What. A. Mess. And to think all this came about from you drinking the wrong type of coffee. You actually somehow had seventeen thousand cups of coffee…. in the space of six hours. Bra-fucking-vo.”

“Shut up Drake and help me find out where the Paradox Man is.”

“If he’s anything like his name, he should be here in… a few seconds ago, probably.”

“That’s a-” “Quite correct, young man. How did you deduce that? Oh what am I saying, I’m predictable like that aren’t I? Too bad, that. Anyway, I see you’ve gotten yourself into quite the pickle here, eh? So, as it just so happens, my next vacation spot was this angry young fellow’s home Universe! His far, far past, at least. I suppose I could make a detour to drop him off, but y’know how the Void is these days, all full of turbulence. I think our local Administrator might have left or something- certainly wasn’t like this some time ago- or was it not like that now? Or was it that it’ll be turbulent in the future? Or-” “Seriously, dude, just help.” Drake cut off the rambling, oddly dressed man. The jump-suited man twitched and smiled, sliding a pair of aviation goggles over his eyes and donning a fedora with a rather large pocket watch set into the side.

“Of course, Drake. Always a pleasure.”

And with that, the strange man disappeared and reappeared in front of Ben with a jaunty wave and a quick, “Top o’ the mornin’!”

Ben regarded him with only a raised eyebrow. “Impressive you got past the runes. Now who or what are you before I doom Zebrica?”

“Now now, young Ben, don’t be so hasty. I’m merely your ride home~ You should be thanking me- after all, I am taking a detour on my own trip to see your version of the dinosaurs just to drop you off in your boring, regular castle.”

“Yeah… I don’t think so. Buh bye!” Ben quickly typed a few commands and Paradox Man was zapped out of the room. He opened communications with Twilight again. “Now… I’m not going to punish you because it was my own fault for not specifying. There will be no creatures sending me home. You have gadgets and gizmos galore now use one of them to get me home! Because believe or not… I can make this a whole lot worse.”

On the other side of the screen, Twilight groaned and Drake blasted a random piece of equipment in annoyance.

“Drake! Seriously!? Did you have to blow up the decorative abacus!?”

“... No, but now I feel a lot better. Say, does this site even have devices that can cross time and space?”

“....Unfortunately, no. This is a creature-site only. The ruby was technically a creature considering that we found brain waves emanating from it. Also because it had a sort of heart beat.”

“Fuck. Ben? What do you want us to do now?”

Ben looked at them, taking a deep breath so he didn’t completely go off the deep end. “What site do you need access to?” he asked simply.

“Doc?”

“334 is for time manipulating artifacts, 443 is for space. There’s two AECs that complement each other- one in either site. Fortunately, they’re not far from here. Just a few miles. Drake can make it there and back within five or so minutes, can’t you?”

“Few miles is nothing at mach 10. Yeah, I can make it. Ben?”

Ben snapped his fingers and two portals appeared in the room. “334 is on the left. 443 is on the right. I will be watching, so no funny business or I’ll… ‘upgrade’ your system, and not for the better.” He noticed they were just staring at the portals. “If you’re wondering how I did that, well, it’s a special power I have, not being fully human.”

“I’m not even going to ask how you did that.”

“Thanks Ben.”

Drake disappeared through one portal. a few minutes later, he came back through the other portal bearing two strange masks, both gold in color. One of them seemed to just be a covering for the mouth and the other one seemed to be a full face helmet with strange protrusions on the side.

“Okay, AECs 404 and 2808 secured. Now what?”

“Don’t look at me. That’s what your Twilight is for.” Ben then looked at his wrist with annoyance. “I knew something was missing. Skurd, you lazy snot blob, wake up!”

Something slithered out from Ben’s sleeve, black eyes looking about lazily. “Hmm? What? Oh!” His eyes widened at their situation. “Well, this another fine mess we’ve gotten into.”

“‘Bout time ya dang snot rocket.”

“Must you always be so testy?”

“Shut it.”

“Seriously, Ben, these things need me to be in there with you otherwise I can’t send you home.”

“Who is this ‘I’, Drake?”

“Well I figure since you’re the one who fucked up, I should be the one to fix it so that you don’t get your head sent to Canterlot via express air mail.”

“One moment,” Ben sighed before snapping his fingers. In a second, he was in the same room as Twilight and Drake. “Does this work better to your advantage?”

“Eyup. Okay, Twi, I’ll… I’ll probably be back soon. Uh… If I’m not, use that stupid machine that brought us into this mess. Okay, Ben… this may be bumpy.” Drake steeled himself and placed both masks on his face, the mouth guard under the helmet, before shouting, “Vahi! Olmak!” And without warning, a glowing, rippling portal appeared in the room.

Drake shuddered, “Ugh, these masks smell like grease and dust. Anyway, that should be your ride home. However, I’m gonna go in first to see if it’s safe or not. Because I’m pretty sure I can survive a lot more than you can. Maybe.” And with that, he jumped through and vanished in a light buzz of static and a brief flash of light. The portal wavered but held strong.

This however, left Ben with Twilight, whom he was still more than ticked with. He glared over in her direction, Skurd looking back and forth between them.

“Well… this is awkward,” the slimebiote commented.

Twilight toed the ground and fluttered her wings in embarrassment, hands wringing themselves behind her back, “Eh… eheh… sorry about this mess….”

“Sorry?” Ben parroted, fury rising in his gut. “You’ve destroyed my family and all you have to say is ‘sorry’?!” He marched over and poked her hard in the chest. “Be glad that I’m not a monster like the ones in my head, or I would kill you right here and now.”

Twilight said nothing, only shrinking away. Tears formed in her eyes as she sat against the console and fiddled with her hair.

“Don’t you think that is more than a little harsh, dear boy?” Skurd asked. “She did not know your situation. Miss Sparkle does have some more… neurotic tendencies after all. Can you not at least be kind to the poor girl?”

Ben looked back at Twilight, no sign of any emotional change in his eyes. “...what do you want to know?”

“I… I just wanted to make a basic information dossier… get an official status classification…. I… I didn’t mean to do anything like this…” She whimpered, trailing off into a teary whisper.

He was silent as he moved over to the console and took a seat, “If it will mean you leave me alone, then… fine.” Ben sighed, keeping his anger under control lest it manifest as the monster within. “What do you want to know?”

She sniffled and brought up a clipboard and a pen. “N-name?”

“Ben 10X. Real last name is a personal secret.”

“Skurd, the slimebiote,” the blob said with a bow.

Scribbling the information down, Twilight dried her eyes and continued, “Approximate age?”

“Five thousand, one hundred and twenty-three.”

“.... Wow.” More scribbles. “Uh… general overview of abilities?”

“Transformations via the Omnitrix. And basic control over time and space, due to the other half of my DNA.”

“I see…. speaking of DNA… I wonder what Drake’s doing?”

Meanwhile…

“Oh where the hell am I? This doesn’t look right… why the hell is there so much lava?” Drake wondered, idly drifting on thermals.

“Eh, let’s see… shift again!”

Another portal appeared and Drake disappeared from Hell, leaving behind a bunch of frightened lower demons.

“Eh, can’t be that important. Final question: Would you, in any capacity, wish to destroy this planet during your normal emotional state?”

Ben thought on that for a moment before glancing at her. “Normally? No, no I would not. I don’t mess with other worlds as long as they don’t mess with mine. If it’s not my world, then it is not my problem.”

“That’s good. Your official classification is a Safe Class AEC, but please… don’t ever deliberately cause any property damage.”

Before the scene could become any more awkward, Drake tumbled out of a portal, singed and covered in odd bruises.

“Owwwwww…. why do they always go for the crotch?” He whimpered, holding onto his much abused bait and tackle. After a few minutes of frankly pathetic whining, Drake stood shakily, and created another portal. “Okay, I found your home Universe… I think, but there’s a green unicorn wielding a chandelier on the other side. Chandeliers really hurt, must be the crystals. Anyway, I also found Hell, so… there’s also that. It was hot as balls. I nearly got incinerated in a lava geyser. Make of that what you will.”

“A green unicorn wielding a chandelier? Did you catch her cutie mark?”

“I think it was a golden harp or something. She was shouting at me and asking where her “Benny” was, so I assumed it was you.”

“Oh, you pissed off Lyra. Yeah, you’re not gonna be safe in Twilight’s castle for a long time.”

“....Well shit. I guess I fucked up when I fell out directly onto her bed. Fucking mask, so weird. It’s also like… the middle of the night over there, so… that’s good, yeah?”

“Sounds about right.” Ben typed a few commands in and the lights flickered again. “There, all control has been restored to their proper places.”

“Thank you for that, by the way. Woulda been a bitch to try and reset the systems. So… portal’s open. I… guess seeya?” Drake shrugged, masks still in place.

“I trust you have everything you need, Twilight?” Ben asked as he stepped in front of the portal.

“Yes, thank you for not killing everyone on this planet in horrific and brutal manners.”

Ben nodded, but stopped before going through. “Just remember, if this happens again, I won’t be so lenient.” His left arm changed, becoming black and covered in stars, his hand emitting powerful energy. “Celestialsapiens do not take too kindly to being kidnapped.”

Twilight stared and mumbled to herself, “No… note to self: never let 682 ingest AEC 10000’s blood sample.”

“What was that, Doc?”

“Nothing!”

“....Right.” Drake shrugged again, pretending not to notice Twilight shoving a blood filled tube into her pocket, “So… bye Ben. Sorry about the mess.”

“Dear boy!” Skurd shouted.

“Hmm?” Ben lifted up his wrist and the slime whispered something into his ear. “I thought you said to forgive her.”

“Forgiveness doesn’t mean there should not be punishment, of course.”

Ben smirked evilly. “Of course.”

“Ben… what are you doing?” Cue frightened lizard slowly backing away. Cue purple haired scientist trying to sneak out the door.

Ben turned just before she could make it out and fired celestial energy at her. In a flash, Twilight had been turned into her pony self, hooves and all. “One full week as a pony for you, Dr. Sparkle. Have fun! Geronimo!” He sprinted through the portal, his and Skurd’s laughter being heard before disappearing.

Drake started snickering and picked up the violet alicorn, setting her on top of his head. “Well, it coulda been worse…”

“Drake?”

“Yeah?”

She fluttered off his head and hovered around the suddenly very nervous lizard man’s groin. Holding him in place with her magic, she spun in midair and slammed both hooves home straight into his crotch.

“Shut up!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.”

Author's Notes:

The irony is that I had this chapter written and finished WAY before the previous one.

Thanks, DJSkywalker, for making the asshole in this chapter.