Back in the saddle, then out of the frying pan. In like, one day.

Welp, I'm back on. But now, English class is telling me to make a short story. Being that I'm a writer, I feel compelled to do more than the 2 page minimum. But, I'm kinda happy, because I chose my short story to be about the MAFIA. And I really wanna ponify it. Already got the plot setting... An inconspicuously named PI named Quincy against the infamous Istallion (Get it? Instead of Italian?) mafia, the Volkov's. It's gonna be delicious. Like clementines. Damn, I love clementines.

This would probably end up in some of the really stupid adventures involving Quincy section that I wanna do in the future, cause apparently some of you guys want more Quincy. I don't know why, but I love the thought of our mute hero doing a bunch of stupid shit and somehow coming out on top.