Just wanted to say thanks for 200+ reads! I'm excited for this one! Sorry for not updating in a while, but I've been really busy. Everyone on Instagram is doing art features and I'm an artist so.....also I'm entering a contest and I have dedicated most of my time to that, but while I have some free time lets have another chapter!

The plane ride was long. Long and boring. The only thing that kept Feliks occupied was a flashing screen displaying movies of all sorts. But after watching at least 7 movies and a few anime in rapid succession the plots seem to intertwine. They create one congruent mush of a story.

Feliks found this 'story' he had created interesting and made a plot for it and wrote it down into a small notebook. The idea was genius. Though if anyone were to have read it they would have gotten confused after the first page. The first page of 10. Although the intertwining plot had no ending and thus he took it upon himself to finish this epic tale in his final hour of flight.

Bruce, after being discovered runs into a storage building and crawls into the ventilation system in hope of an escape however, his heavy breathing is only amplified by the hollow tunnels crawling through the roof. The mafia boss enters and proceeds to shoot at everything in sight.  Firo jumps out of his hiding spot in the shipping container and takes all the bullets that would have surely killed the infamous 'dark knight'. His alchemy ceases to work and he is left to die on the floor with his final words he leads Bruce to find Luke skywalker. "Go....Find.....Rae......Jakku......"
And with that he was gone.

Bruce knew what do to. He crawled through the vents and back out into the cold night air. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him and eventually made it all the way to his batmobile before the mafia boss could catch up. He drive as fast as he could

"We will no begin our descent into New York, America."

Feliks was snapped out of his writing daze and his hand began to feel the repercussions of writing so much so fast.

~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~

Writing another letter even in the same city seemed a little odd to say the least. Feliks regretted not getting Toris's phone number because now he was stuck with writing a letter to simply ask which school he went to.

Dear Toris,

I've arrived in America! Yay!! It's, like, great right?

Anyways, like, which school do you go to? Also maybe we should exchange phone numbers. I, like, though of this just now.

Mine is 555-xxxx-090 so text me your reply.

Totally can't wait to see you again!

Feliks.

Signed. Sealed. Delivered. Now it was just the wait. The long wait for a long awaited reply.

The longest wait one would have to endure.

The wait...

...For love.

Sorry about it being short, but I have 0 writing skills at the moment (as I mentioned before I'm busy with art)

With the intertwining story that Feliks made up- should I make that a real story? I think it'd be cool, but idk.

Also, if your interested in anime drawings check out my Instagram @/ Jenn.cosplay    
I'd really appreciate it!

Love ya