I’m really sorry, but there’s no way I’ll get the new ‘It’s Going Down’ chapter out before the end of the day. I was sick a lot this month, plus I have my new job, and in the wake of my nephew’s birth, I completely forgot I hadn’t updated this month until it was too late. To make up for that, I’m posting the first (and only) Wicked World short I’ve parodized to Through Time. I don’t know if I’ll ever write the others,

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So I have three days until the end of the month, and I only have one scene done. I promise I will be working as much as possible to get it done in time, but it might not happen.

My excuse is I got a job. Babysitting. The most precious baby I've ever met. Anyway, back to writing.

A little dark magic couldn’t hurt...not for a good cause, at least.

Something bitter was planted in her chest. Something hard and angry. It writhed and groaned, settling in for the long run.

Hey guys! Working on the next chapter. You’re going to get a brief description of what the island was like before it was a prison. That’s all I’m gonna say.