Experimental Senses

by Victoria_the_dragoness

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Wow! This place is beautiful!” Twilight cried as she stood at the crest of the hill that Pinkie had gone over. On the opposite side was a small patch of trees arranged in a loose ring, with a meadow within the clearing. There were tons of different types of flowers, from roses and lilies to carnations, daisies and chrysanthemums. “When did you find this place, Pinkie?”

“Oh, I’ve known about it for a while,” the pink mare replied, bouncing around the flower field carefully. “Roseluck told me about it and I just had to see it for myself.”

The lavender unicorn made her way down the hill and stopped as she reached the first flower in the clearing. “Are you here very often? Does anypony else know about this place?”

Pinkie stopped her bouncing at the questions and put a hoof to her chin. “Hmmm. Well, Daisy probably does, since her and Roseluck work together at the flower shop and maybe a few others, but I’m not sure.”

“I see,” Twilight replied, resting her hoof under a blue carnation. “I didn’t expect a place like this to be so close to Sweet Apple Acres. It’s really fascinating.”

“Ooh, fascinating? That’s a cool word. The way these trees are arranged is also quite ‘fascinating’, huh Twilight?” She gestured all around her at the ring of trees surrounding the clearing.

“Yes, actually,” the studious pony responded. She stepped toward the trees and quickly formed an idea. Twilight turned back around and lifted a hoof for Pinkie to follow. “And that gives me an idea. Come on, Pinkie Pie. This will the best place to watch and not be seen.”

“Okie dokey lokie! Right behind you!”

*****

“Okay, are you ready, Pinkie?” whispered Twilight from under some foliage amongst the trees. She glanced to her left and saw another bush bouncing slightly.

“Yessir…I mean, ma’am- I mean…ready.” Pinkie giggled from within the bush and the lavender mare couldn’t help but smile at her friend. It’ll be a bit difficult to record her Pinkie senses while under that bush, but…I don’t really mind just spending time with her. I’m sure I’ll get a lot of recordings anyway; her Pinkie senses aren’t that subtle after all. “Ooh ooh. Look, Twilight. Here they come.”

Twilight glanced from the bush to where she saw Pinkie indicating and brought out her quill and parchment. “Yes. Get ready, Pinkie. We’re going to be in for a big day of research.”

As Twilight looked briefly through her binoculars at a few monarch butterflies, she heard a rustling of the bushes beside her. She looked to her left and found that the bush Pinkie was under was closer now. The pink pony’s face pushed through the leaves slightly to smile at her. “Okay, Twilight. I’m ready.”

She seems interested enough in this business, though I didn’t expect this kind of reaction. She’s actually really focused. Once Twilight found that she had been staring, she wrenched her eyes away from Pinkie and returned her attention to the butterflies.

*****

“Wow, Twilight! I never imagined that there could be so many different kinds of butterflies out there. So many bright colours and scientificky names for each of them. I can’t believe how you or anypony else can tell the difference.”

Twilight chuckled as she placed her equipment back in her saddlebags. It had been a long day of note taking, mostly about the different kinds of butterflies in the area; however, she did manage to see quite a few senses from Pinkie that would help in her experiment. I'm also glad Pinkie told me about the swarm of bees coming along ahead of time too, of course I probably would have noticed Pinkie scratching her nose anyway.

“Well, it’s not always easy,” admitted the unicorn. “Some butterflies are mimics, which means that they pretend to be something else; either to scare something off that would normally attack them or to be camouflaged to avoid danger. Painted lady butterflies look a lot like monarch butterflies and monarchs are toxic to whatever eats it. Painted ladies aren’t, but they pretend to be because predators know from experience not to eat something that looks like a monarch butterfly. It’s really quite ingenious.”

“Whoa! I can’t believe how cool butterflies are! I wish I could be all brainy and studyish so that I could learn more about animals too. Then we could really talk about this sort of thing.”

Twilight stuck out her tongue, fumbling with attempting to fit some of her supplies into her bags again. Her eyes scrunched up in concentration, moving her gear this way and that to find a good place. “What do you mean, Pinkie? We’ve been talking about this all day.”

“I know, I know. But you know so much more than me about nature and I feel like I’m kind of slowing you down.” Her voice dipped down only slightly at the end, but Twilight picked up on it. She looked up from her saddlebags and shook her head.

“Of course you’re not, Pinkie Pie. I had a wonderful time here. As long as I have an interested audience, I don’t care how slowly or quickly these trips happen.”

“Really?” Pinkie asked, wide-eyed with wonder.

Swallowing hard at how her pink companion was staring at her now, Twilight turned back to her bags and nodded hurriedly. “Of course. Now, just give me a few more minutes and I will have everything packed up again.” If I’m not careful, I could lose myself in those eyes.

Pinkie was silent for the most part, while Twilight placed her things back into her saddlebags. It worried the astute mare for a few minutes, before she heard paper flipping. “Hey, what’s this, Twilight?”

“Huh?” she asked. Her lavender eyes widened as she glanced up once more and saw her research notes on Pinkie flipped open. Twilight jumped up and stuttered out an unintelligible response. She cleared her throat and tried again, stepping forward slightly. They’re…they’re different types of…of…oh, who am I kidding? I can’t lie to Pinkie; I’m a terrible liar anyway. “P-Pinkie…I can explain.”

“Is…is this stuff…about me?” asked Pinkie, raising the notebook up in her hoof. Twilight could see the hurt look plainly showing on her friend’s face, but she couldn’t figure out what to say. I…what…what could I say to that anyway? It’s written right on there.

“Pinkie I’m sorry,” Twilight blurted out, finding no other words available to her. “I didn’t mean to hurt you I was just-“

“Well you did,” Pinkie interrupted, deflating slightly as she held the book loosely. She allowed it to drop from her hoof as her eyebrows knitted together. The usually bouncy pony lowered her head in defeat. “I thought you didn’t care about that anymore.”

The lavender mare stepped closer, seeing the genuine hurt on her friend’s face turn to frustration and anger. “I didn’t. Not until-“

“Not until what?” shouted Pinkie as she looked back up at the distraught unicorn. The anger was clearly present on her face, but Twilight’s heart raced at the saddened and betrayed look firmly displayed there as well. “Until you couldn’t handle not knowing something again? Why did you do it?”

Twilight flinched when she heard the single sob escape the pink mare’s lips as she said those last words. “B-because I…” She wanted to tell her. Twilight was desperate to get the words out. I’m still not sure. I don’t have enough reason to believe, I…I don’t want to mislead her- or hurt her.

Another voice in her head said, You’re doing a fine job of that already.

Shut up, responded the first voice.

“I…I thought you were over this,” the pink mare whispered as her mane deflated, becoming straight and faded in colour as the realization hit her. “I thought you accepted that my Pinkie sense existed!”

“I did. I still do,” Twilight replied in desperation, trying to convince her friend of what she was doing. “Just let me tell you what this–!”

“I’m just some experiment, aren’t I?” the pink mare interrupted, her cyan eyes seeming to blink back her tears. Twilight could feel her own tears forming in her eyes as she watched Pinkie grow more and more upset. “You don’t have to tell me.”

“What? Pinkie!”

“I’m just another thing for you to understand and solve and…put away in some room! I understand completely. We were never friends, not when you found out about my senses.”

“Pinkie, please, that’s not true!”

Pinkie shook her head, backing away from the lavender unicorn. Tears fell freely from her eyes now, her body was visibly shaking. “Don’t bother. I know what’s going on, and I don’t want to be around you right now!” Pinkie turned and ran back to Ponyville.

Twilight didn’t have the strength to chase after her at that moment. She was too shocked by what she said. She was right, at least about part of it. Twilight didn’t dispute that it existed anymore though; she only wanted to test the probability of the signs, whether or not it had any mathematical principal to it. Now she couldn’t even think to chase after Pinkie and apologize. Instead, she decided to search for Rarity. She needed some relationship advice.

*****

Twilight sauntered down the road; her head hung low in anguish. The light of the sun cast a long, sad shadow behind her as she made her way slowly through the crowds and passersby. Carousel Boutique wasn’t far away, and in no time the depressed unicorn found herself at the front door of the fashionista’s home. Sighing deeply, Twilight raised a hoof and knocked three times.

“Hmm? Hello?” a familiar voice came from around the side of the store. “Somepony at the door?”

“Rarity?” Twilight raised an eyebrow, hearing Rarity’s voice coming from outside of the shop. She trotted to the left side of the building and found the white mare sauntering up to the front.

Rarity’s smile presented itself as their eyes met. “Oh, Twilight it’s you! You look…what’s wrong darling? You seem down on yourself.” She stepped closer, her smile fading slightly as she tilted her head in worry.

Twilight sighed, not even trying to hide the sadness on her face. “I…I need to talk to you, Rarity.”

“Okay, go on.” Rarity walked closer and rested a comforting fore hoof on one of Twilight’s. The lavender unicorn suddenly felt insecure about this whole predicament, thinking that other ponies would hear and judge her for what she had done. I suppose I deserve it…for how I treated Pinkie Pie.

Twilight swallowed and stepped to the side slightly, toward Rarity’s front door. “Could we talk…inside? It’s kind of personal. What are you doing out here anyway?”

Rarity’s eyes lit up and the smile was back. She turned slightly to gesture to what purpose she was out of her house for. “I was planting some flowers around the house to…brighten up some things. You see, the ones I had here before were not faring well, so unfortunately I had to replace them.”

“Hey, Twilight!” an angry voice shouted from behind the two ponies. Did she already tell…? Twilight gulped and turned around to face the cerulean mare. The pegasus landed close to the two and frowned at Twilight.

“Hm?” replied Rarity, taking a few steps forward. “Rainbow Dash, what is it?”

“I have a question for you,” Rainbow Dash said, pointing a hoof at Twilight angrily. She saw Rarity look back at her out of the corner of her eye, but couldn’t bring herself to look away. “What’s up with Pinkie Pie?”

“What do you mean?” Twilight squeaked out, fearing that she already knew the answer to her question.

The cerulean pegasus had lowered her hoof and sat down, seeming to recall her most recent encounter with the party pony. “Well, I bumped into her a few minutes ago and she seemed really upset about something. She kept muttering your name grumpily.”

Twilight’s lavender eyes flashed with worry. She ground her teeth and berated herself for what happened. This is all my fault. I have to fix this. “Oh no, this was a mistake. I can’t believe I let this happen!”

“Let what happen, dear?” inquired Rarity, taking Twilight away from her inner turmoil briefly. Her smile was gone again and she had rested a hoof on the studious pony’s shoulder. “Tell us what’s the matter.”

“I…I can’t…” Twilight shook her head and stepped away from the two mares. “Not right now. I’ll talk to you later about it, but I need to see Pinkie right away. Rainbow Dash, where did she go after speaking to you?”

“She went to Sugarcube Corner,” the rainbow-maned mare replied, seeming to have relaxed from her earlier outburst. “I don’t know though, she seemed super upset. I’ve never seen her like this before; I’m kinda surprised she even talked to me.”

Twilight thanked the two mares and promised them that she would let them know what had happened afterward. She teleported straight to the door of the candy shop and pushed her way in through the door. Mr. and Mrs. Cake were cleaning up the store when Twilight approached the counter.

“Oh, hello Twilight,” greeted Mrs. Cake with a firm smile. “What can we get for you today?”

They don’t know, Twilight thought. She hasn’t told them. She didn’t know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing at this point. It was still pretty bad either way. “I need to speak with Pinkie Pie.”

Mr. Cake looked to his wife and back to the unicorn. “I’m not sure if that is such a good idea at the moment. She just came running in and up the stairs to her room. Try as we might we couldn’t get her out of there and she’s locked the door.”

Mrs. Cake placed a hoof on her cheek in concern, her smile having faded from Twilight’s question. “Oh, I don’t know what’s gotten her so upset. I’ve never seen her like this before.”

I know what’s upset her. Twilight ground her teeth again, and looked into Mr. Cake’s eyes desperately. “I have to try, please. It’s really important.”

Mr. Cake spied her suspiciously, probably guessing that Twilight had something to do with Pinkie’s change of attitude. Twilight couldn’t worry about that right now though. I’ll explain it to them later. I just have to fix this now, before it gets worse. He nodded after considering her for a moment. “Alright then. Be careful.”

The lavender unicorn sighed with relief. She bowed low in gratitude to the Cakes. “Thank you.”

Wasting no further time, Twilight ascended the steps in quick succession, trotting over to the shut and locked door of Pinkie’s room. She knocked on the door softly, hoping that the pony would just walk up and unlock it for her; what she received instead was, “Go away.”

“Pinkie, I’m not leaving.” Twilight’s voice caught in her throat. “I want to apologize and explain some things to you, but I can’t do that with a wall between us…please.”

No sounds replied from inside the room. For a few minutes, the unicorn stood still, wishing that this whole day could be forgotten and that things could just go back to the way they were. Instead, she heard a click from the other side of the door. Enveloping the door handle in her magic, and taking a few steady breaths, Twilight pushed the door open slowly.

Pinkie was seated on her bed, facing away from her. The curtains were open, letting the sun’s rays in to warm the floor and the walls. Twilight felt that Pinkie had the curtains open so the sun could warm her heart back up, but she could tell it wasn’t working.

“Pinkie, please listen to me. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Pinkie moved around on the bed, but didn’t turn to look at Twilight. “Oh really? Why do I find that so difficult to believe?”

“Those notes weren’t for disproving your Pinkie sense,” Twilight tried again, trying to explain what it was that she had been doing all day. “I was trying to develop a better understanding of what makes them happen.”

“Is that the reason for the other days too?” she asked, spinning around to face the mare at last. Twilight saw that Pinkie’s eyes had grown puffy and red from all of her crying. Oh Celestia, what have I done? “Was this all just studying to you?”

“No!” Twilight shouted in reply, fighting off her own tears again from seeing the pink pony so upset. “Those days, I always had a great time with you: the circus, running around getting the ingredients for the drink. Those weren’t meant to be studied, only enjoyed.”

“You know that new twitch I had back when we were talking about the different species of butterflies?” She stared down at her hooves at that, making Twilight fear what she was about to say even more. “That one tells me that somepony is keeping secrets from me; secrets that shouldn’t be secrets.”

Does she know that I…? Twilight gasped and back away from the bed. How can she? I don’t even know… “I know that I have been hiding things from you, and that’s why I’m coming to you now to explain.”

“I don’t want an explanation. I just want you to leave me alone.”

“Pinkie, no! Please!” Twilight shut her eyes and jumped at the pink mare, grabbing her as a bright light illuminated the entire room. When the light faded, the two ponies were gone.

*****

“Where…where are we?” Twilight asked. She glanced around and saw that they were no longer in Sugarcube Corner, but outside once more. They were surrounded by trees with orange and red leaves. Beyond that were mountains: tall and proud in the distance, they loomed over everything; though the astute pony knew that no mountains were ever this close to Ponyville before. Everything seemed off in colouration as well, which only led to Twilight worrying about where they had ended up more. What is this place?

“Twilight?! What did you do?!”

Twilight turned from her wondering to stare at a distraught-looking Pinkie Pie. She flinched back and stuttered out a response. “Nothing! I…I just hugged you and…now we’re…here…somewhere.”

Pinkie stared hard at the unicorn, keeping a stern and angry appearance plastered on her face. However, within a few moments, the pony sighed and stood up. “This is Equestria.”

“What!?” screamed Twilight, jumping up in surprise at what the mare was saying. This is crazy. This can’t be Equestria! It’s not autumn. How in the hay did we even get here?

Pinkie narrowed her cerulean eyes at Twilight, breaking her from her thoughts. “It’s true. Well, sorta. It’s a different iteration of our Equestria. It just so happens that, it looks a bit off in colour.”

“You’re kidding.”

She shook her head in reply. “Nope…I have another sense for your calculation. One that’s controllable. So far it is anyway. I can travel to different iterations of our world. I did so just now, but I’ve never had a tag along before. I don’t really want one either right now.”

“Pinkie please! I’m sorry.” At this point, I don’t care where we are. I just need you to forgive me, Pinkie. Twilight stepped closer to the pink mare and stared into her unwavering gaze. “What can I do to make it up to you?”

“You can stop being a meanie mean snoopy scientist,” Pinkie growled immediately, making the unicorn flinch back. She felt as though she had been hit right in her stomach, knocking the wind out of her.

“But…” she breathed out weakly. “But that’s who I am- Wait…snoopy?”

Pinkie huffed and turned her back to the distraught pony. “Well, I guess you can’t make it up to me.”

“Pinkie I…” Her voice trailed off. The memories of the past few days flew past her vision as she stared at the back of the pony that always seemed to have her attention: all of the rides the two of them had went on, the buggies, the funhouse mirrors, even the rollercoaster. How Pinkie had gone through so much for her when she thought she was sick. Twilight closed her eyes to keep the tears from flowing. You would do anything for her, wouldn’t you? After a moment, she took a deep breath. “Okay…I’ll do it.”

“What?” Pinkie asked, glancing back over her shoulder in confusion.

Twilight stared unblinkingly into the mare’s eyes, fully meaning what she would say next. “I’ll do as you ask. I won’t be a scientist anymore. Now please, please talk to me.”

Suddenly, Pinkie’s cerulean eyes flashed with worry. She spun around and trotted up to Twilight with a panicked look on her face. “Wait a minute, Twilight! Why would you do that?”

“I would do anything for you.” The words came so easy to her suddenly. She believed them too. Twilight still didn’t know if it was love, but it was something.

“You…you would?” Pinkie’s eyes began to water, the edges of her eyes welling up with tears.

Twilight nodded her head in assurance, managing a weak smile. “If it means that you’ll forgive me, then yes.”

“I…I…” She shut her eyes and cried out, letting her tears flow freely. Pinkie broke down and hugged the lavender unicorn through sobs and fits. Her tears soaked Twilight’s coat, but she didn’t care. At least she seems to believe me. “Of course…I’ll…forgive you…I…I’m so…sorry Twilight…puh-please don’t stop…being who you- are…I didn’t…mean it.”

Twilight tightened her grip on the pink pony in an attempt to calm her down. “Shh, it’s okay, Pinkie.” They stayed like that for some time, though Pinkie’s tears had dried up after a few minutes, her fits and shudders still progressed. She gasped for air every now and then, unable to keep crying. Please, Pinkie. Stop crying, it’s alright. It’s my fault!

After several minutes, the fits stopped as well and the two ponies just held onto each other. Pinkie’s mane was flat and straight, something the lavender mare never wished to see again after her birthday. Twilight pried herself away from the trembling mare trembling in her arms to smile at her friend. “Pinkie, please stop. I am not blaming you. I don’t want to see you sad.”

“But…you…and I…I didn’t…” Twilight placed a gentle hoof over Pinkie’s mouth. She smiled softly at the pink mare and stroked her mane comfortably; at least Twilight hoped it was comfortable. She leaned in and brought her forehead to rest on Pinkie’s.

“Shh, I don’t blame you, alright?”

Pinkie sniffed, but nodded silently.

Twilight, seeing her face so distressed and her mane so disheveled, threw her arms around Pinkie again in another hug. She returned it and after a few seconds, they broke off again. Pinkie and Twilight sat on their own hooves now, Pinkie wiping away her remaining tears.

“Are you alright, now?” Twilight asked, trying to receive a calm response from the party mare. I don’t know what more I can do if this didn’t calm you down. Just please smile again, Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie nodded, only sniffling occasionally. “Mmhm. Thank you, Twilight. I’m sorry I was so mean to you.”

Twilight shook her head, glad that the pony didn’t seem to hold anything against her now. “I deserved it. I shouldn’t have been spying on you again. I just didn’t know how to go about telling you. I mean, I told you I wouldn’t do this anymore.”

“So you were just seeing if my Pinkie sense had any mathematical properties?”

That caught Twilight off guard. Pinkie had said that she was able to read her mind now. That thought only made her feel uncomfortable again. “Well, yes, actually. I wanted to know if by probability, some signs happen more than others. Whether there was a common flow of how often each one occurs and if they occur in some sort of sequence – alternating or otherwise – or if they are truly random.”

“…You lost me.”

Twilight laughed nervously. “Sorry. What about this? I wanted to see if they had any pattern to say, when your tail twitches to when your ear flops, they would have a sequence. If it happened again in the same order, I could base it off of the first test and know that it is repeatable. Do you understand that?”

Pinkie nodded slowly after a few moments of thinking it over. “I think so. So, if all of my signs are in a pattern, then there might have even more meaning to them then just warning ponies about falling objects?”

“Exactly.”

“Well, what deeper meaning could there be?” asked Pinkie, tilting her head cutely.

Twilight placed a hoof under chin and thought out the pink mare’s question. “Hmm. It might be a message. Each twitch could be a number or a letter and deciphering it would take knowing what initials to use for each sign.”

Pinkie’s eyes looked glossy once Twilight had finished her response. Though the effect only lasted for a few brief seconds, the unicorn had to stifle a laugh at the absurd pony. “Wow. Math is complicated. It sounds super neat though. Do…do you want to keep…trying to figure it out?”

Twilight looked startled by that offer. She shook her head. “Oh no, I couldn’t. Not after what happened.”

“Twilight, it’s alright,” Pinkie smiled lightly, probably trying to ease Twilight’s worries on her continued research. “I understand now. I’d actually like to know too, but I don’t think I’m cut out for math class.”

“I…I don’t want to hurt you again.”

“You won’t. I promise. Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”

Twilight watched the procedure behind the pink pony’s promise carefully. She wanted to see if any sign was different, something that might lead her to believe that Pinkie was testing her to still say no to save her friend from further worry. But this is a Pinkie promise, and she wouldn’t change anything about it to try and fool me. “You’re sure?”

“Sure, I’m sure!” Pinkie was bouncing once again, looking like her peppy self. At least the studious mare was glad that that frown and those tears were gone from her face now.

“Well, I guess if you don’t mind; if you really want to figure yourself out with my help.” Pinkie nodded rapidly. “Okay, then. Well, what are we going to do? I don’t even know where we are or how we got here.”

“Oh, right. Sorry, I forgot to really tell you. I actually kinda have a few more senses now. Some of them I have had for a while, but others I just learned recently. Like one of them lets me sense pony’s emotions and thoughts, which kind of goes along with the secrets one.”

At this Twilight froze, eyes wide with shock. Then…has she read my mind and emotions?

“Another one I can teleport to other iterations, whatever they are. Just like I did when you hugged me.” Twilight felt blood rushing to her cheeks as she said that, hoping that Pinkie didn’t suspect any hidden meanings for such a gesture. I didn’t mean anything by it; I just didn’t want her to leave before I explained. “There’s also an instruction manual that comes with these new senses and it’s rather long.”

“Pinkie, I know you’re good, but you can’t seriously tell me you can-”

Before Twilight could even blink, Pinkie disappeared from in front of her accompanied by a poof sound. Teleport at will? Twilight’s mouth fell open at the display and spun in every direction trying to locate the pink mare. Another pop alerted the lavender unicorn to look behind her. Twilight turned around from where the sound came from and saw Pinkie again. She had a tri-quarter hat on.

“This hat’s from the iteration of the Naypoleon era,” Pinkie explained with an easy smile, tipping the hat toward Twilight. “It lies in parallel lines with our iteration. It’s the fastest one to get to other than this one.”

Looking at the hat that had appeared on her head, Twilight really couldn’t deny that what Pinkie Pie said she could do was possible. Her scientific mind still struggled to find any fault in what this pony was saying, but the lavender unicorn quickly pushed those thoughts aside. She smiled. “Okay, I believe you. Now do you think you can teleport us back to our own iteration?”

“Wait, wait, wait!” Pinkie shouted, ceasing her bouncing to hold out her fore hooves to stop Twilight from moving. How does she even do that? Twilight wondered. “We can’t go yet. I still have tons to show you in this iteration.”

“Hold on. You’ve been here before?”

“Of course I have. I’ve had this ability for a few days now. This is my favourite iteration so far, besides our own world. Come on, come on, I have to show you to the ponies here.”

“Ponies here? Well, okay but- Whoa! Pinkie!” Pinkie grabbed Twilight by the hoof and zoomed off in a blur

Author's Note:

Hello everyone,

Now I know that I had said I would be putting this story on hiatus, but what do you know? I had a little inspiration from my good friend Kaii-Leiko for saying that I should write more of this story. Even though he hasn't written anything in about a year and shouldn't talk, but I digress. So you can thank him for having this new and quite lengthy, compared to the others in this story, chapter.

And anyway, I finally thought that this was my most popular story on here, even though I wish that it was HSDS instead, so I should keep the chapters coming. I had this chapter sort of thought out long ago, but never could figure out how to begin the chapter. When I read it over yesterday, I berated myself for not figuring it out because it was so simple.

I have a few more parts thought out after this, but I probably won't be able to really write them for a while. I'm going camping for the next two weeks, so I won't be around a computer; however, I will of course be bringing paper and pencils to write down any interesting things I come up with for any of my stories. I really like the idea I have behind this story, so hopefully I can think of a good ending. I thought this story up while reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, so you can imagine that there will be a whole lot of not-making-a-whole-lot-of-sense going on in this story, if there hasn't been a whole lot of that already...which there has.

Anyway, I suppose that is all for now. I hope you don't mind the cliff hanger for a few weeks. I tried to make the chapter really long to make up for all of the time I have been away from it. Apologies again for the wait. Ta ta! ^^