«As dawn shines on us every morn

The fire of friendship is reborn

And all the friendships we have made

We cherish in every way

Loyalty blinds us and makes us strong

Honesty shows that we belong

And kindness shared will unite

us through each day.

The fire of friendship lives in our hearts

As long as it burns, we cannot drift apart

Though quarrels arise, their numbers are few

Laughter and singing will see us through (will see us through)

We are a circle of pony friends

A circle of friends we'll be to the very end

Though the winter brings all its cold and storm

The glow in our hearts keeps us warm

The friends we now call our family

Will always see us through

Loyalty blinds us and makes us strong

Honesty shows that we belong

And kindness shared will unite

us through each day.

The fire of friendship lives in our hearts

As long as it burns, we cannot drift apart

Though quarrels arise, their numbers are few

Laughter and singing will see us through (will see us through)

We are a circle of pony friends

A circle of friends we'll be to the very end!».

*BOOM!*

(Intro)

(Sunset's POV)

I can hear a baby crying.

No! It's not a baby! It's...

Sirens! Firetrucks!

I can see people coming my way, all looking worried.

Guess I've been standing here for a while, now! The firemen take forever to show up. Traffic gets in their way.

Dust... The dust is thick. I could choke on it.

There's nothing left!

There's nothing left from my house!

I can feel tears welling up in my eyes, but I don't care.

I cried a lot before. What difference will it make now?

I cry anyway.

I shiver at the cold. It's so cold.

But I don't care.

I see something. In the ruins of my house, I can see something torn apart.

It's red.

It's...

My costume!

I walk into the ruins. I can feel the wood beneath me crack as I step on it.

But I don't care.

I walk over to my ruined suit. The armor, it's...

It's gone.

There's nothing left of it, other than a few pieces of the fabric Twilight made it from.

Never got to ask her what it was.

Whatever it was, it clearly wasn't immune to explosions.

But something else makes its way into my mind.

Something new.

A realization.

I know who did this! It... It...

It was him.

Blueblood.

He knows.

He knows who I am. He knows who stole the victory from him.

And now...

... I have to pay the price.

So that's why.

I never would have connected it to you! Nothing about it said Gangster until...

Until this!

It was a nice piece of work, Prince...

... You shouldn't have signed it.

It's a cold day in Hell's Kitchen.

But Blueblood didn't mind it. He was far from freezing.

At this very moment, he was in prison.

Enjoying the newfound victory.

The news he received from his men, spoke of a successful mission. They had broken into the house, and put bombs in each room. It would be wise to do it, in order to completely destroy the home.

However, before they bombed the place, they found something that he was sure it'd be there:

Daredevil's suit.

The fully armored suit was found after an hour of searching, but it was worth it. It got rid of any doubt he had about the girl.

And now... he would wait.

He would wait and see how the tough brat that ruined his plans for many times, would finally break.

All thanks to him.

"I made her homeless.", Blueblood thought, "What I need to do now, is to find another weak spot, and hit it hard".

And he didn't need to search long for it.

Lately, he's been hearing some news about a certain individual. Someone who's been posting secrets and unwanted information from everyone at CHS, the place he kept a close eye on after his great discovery.

This person was sloppy, reckless, and left clues for everyone to find. They could have simply been exposed, if not for the other's idiocy.

But the most important thing, was its target.

Sunset Shimmer.

The very girl she aimed to destroy.

What a coincidence!

During the past week, she had been the initial target of the cyberbully. From the profile picture, whose colors matched the girl's hair, to simply the secrets that were posted, which would try to convince people that it was her doing.

It was rather... childish, to say the least.

"They're simply amateurs! Anyone can cause a disaster and put the blame on another person. They're like kids, who will make a mess of things when they don't get what they want. They're-".

Blueblood suddenly realized something.

Kids!

The user on Mystable couldn't have been mature enough, to come up with such complicated plans.

Now that he started to think about it more thoroughly, he remembered what one of his men told him. He was addressing the issue about the first pictures that were posted by Anon-a-miss. From the looks of it, they were taken by a group of girls at what could be described as a slumber party.

This certain group of teens, including Sunset Shimmer, were the holders of a great magic in this realm. The kind that Celestia always decided to rant about.

The magic of friendship.

It was powerful, no matter how idiotic it worked. He could believe that love could be a great source of power, as he witnessed and felt its power himself. But friendship?

That was just for fools.

Apart from that, his men told him about another interesting coincidence. Aside from Shimmer and her group of wacky friends, there were other people present at the party. Both of them being kids, possibly at the age of 15.

Blueblood didn't pay any attention to the last bit of information, dismissing it as a thing not worth using. But now...

It all made sense!

But what would he gain from a group of kids, who simply didn't even know what they were doing?

"Well, for starters, they nearly succeeded at a task he was willing to do. They managed to simply destroy the girl's social life without doing much. I presume they posted whatever they found. And like a lot of children, they blindly do whatever they're told. That can be an advantage!", Blueblood told himself.

"Now, the real question is: How can I get them to post something like this?".

Outside Canterlot High, six girls were talking to each other about the recent events that took place in Hell's Kitchen. They didn't know much about the place, except that it was dangerous and filled with crime.

And the home of their once best friend.

And that was the topic they were talking about.

«Do-Do you think that Sunset, umm... was there? I mean, we all heard what the news said!», exclaimed Fluttershy.

Everyone fell silent at the sudden realization. She was right. Sunset mentioned her whereabouts before. And it was really close to where she lived.

Rarity decided to speak up:

«Fluttershy, darling! I am sure that Sunset would have informed us if it was hers. Plus, the reporter said that it was just an old building with no one in it».

«But don't you think it's a bit odd? Sunset never told us where she actually lived, and now suddenly, some random apartment explodes!», Rainbow Dash responded.

«Please don't tell me it's her house, Dashie! Please! Just anyone's other than hers!», a really nervous-looking Pinkie Pie exclaimed, her hair deflating more than it did in the past few days.

«Why are ya so worried, Pinkie? We don't even know if it's hers or not!», Applejack told her friend.

«I don't know, AJ! It's just that whenever I think about Sunset nowadays, I get so sad! I feel betrayed like you guys, but I feel something else, too!».

«What exactly do you feel, sugarcube?»

«I feel... empty! I don't know why! You don't think I'm being weird, do you?»

«Of course not! You're our friend! We would never think something like that about you! You're probably hurting, just like the rest of us».

Applejack paused for a few moments. She then sighed and continued:

«I just can't believe it! We trusted her! We thought of her as family! But what did she do in return? She stabbed us in the back!».

«Even if she really turned bad, I don't want her to...», Fluttershy responded.

«Oh, hell no! She might be a bitch, but she doesn't deserve to die!».

After the Rainbow-haired girl's comment, Fluttershy's phone started ringing.

She looked at the screen, and her eyes widened at the caller's name.

«Girls!».

«Who is it, darling?»

Fluttershy whimpered:

«It's Sunset!».

Everyone in the group was caught off-guard. But then they started to mutter curses upon hearing the troublesome girl's name.

Fluttershy didn't want to answer the phone, but she did it for the sake of being polite.

«Hello?»

«Put it on speaker.»

«What? Why do you-»

«Just put the damn thing on speaker!»

Fluttershy gulped, but followed the order she'd been given.

The others noticed this, and asked the shy girl:

«Are you alright, dear? What does she want?»

But all she could do was passing the phone to them.

And they all heard it.

Her raspy voice.

Her shaky breaths.

It wasn't the Sunset they knew.

It wasn't their friend that was talking to them.

It was something... different.

It made them really uncomfortable.

But what she told them was enough to send shivers down their spines.

«I'm onto you, Rainbooms! I will find out who did this, and they'll be sorry to ever mess with me!».

And then she hung up the phone.

Everyone started looking to each other, all looking confused and scared.

It took moments for them to realize their position, and when it did, Applejack spoke up:

«Wait an apple pickin' minute... What in tarnation was she talkin' about?».

(Sunset's POV)

The window's closed, but you'd never knew it. Not with the stiff breeze that's blowing through it; Giving me a nice cramp in my lower back.

And shivers for the rest.

There's literally six inches of snow outside and still no heat in the room.

And here I'd planned on staying at a hotel.

That was before I discovered that my credit card was nothing more than burnt plastic now.

And it left me with only fifteen bucks in my pockets.

Now here I am; In a stupid ass motel that made change.

And Jesus Christ, it's terrible!

The place smells like rat hair and sweat! I'd definitely rather staying with a friend.

Huh! Show me one, and I'll stay with them.

Show me one single person in the world who hasn't betrayed me, and I'll follow.

My six best friends, the Rainbooms, left me all to myself. Same goes with the almighty Princess Twilight Sparkle.

My love.

The one I wanted so badly to be with, and guess what?

She left.

She literally stopped caring for me, and that hurts more than everything!

But I should've known better! Flash Sentry caught her eyes, so what were the odds for me?

Unfortunately, he wasn't anywhere to be seen either.

Just a few days ago, I was on the top of my game! I was a well-known figure in school. A savior among students.

Not to mention my sideline of being a superhero.

But now?

I'm just a miserable piece of shit! The kind that's homeless, friendless, and left for dead.

I'm just a girl who's lost her friends, her home, her reputation.

A girl who's having the last grips on her sanity.

I'm just a nobody, who cursed herself to have the ability to hear and smell and touch better than anybody in the world can...

... which is a great way to catch all the misery of being alive.

Just a few days ago...

NO!

No. I should have seen it coming from miles away! It started months ago, when things started to go wrong.

When I decided to become a vigilante.

When I decided to help.

I shouldn't have.

But they were just little things, during the past few weeks. The kind that you try not to notice. The kind that add up until you finally start to notice.

And then... it's gonna be too late.

I don't know who to blame anymore: My friends, who left me because of my past. Anon-a-miss, who decided it'd be fun to mess with everyone by invading their privacy. Prince Blueblood, who made me a freaking hobo.

Or myself, for being an idiot and trying to help.

I like to think it was all of them.

Together.

All of them out to get me.

Wait...

NO!

NOT AGAIN!

I'm going insane over this! It's nobody else other than him.

It's just the Prince.

The Prince, yes!

He's the only real enemy I have. I've caused him a lot of trouble, when I was fighting crime. Crime is what he does for a living, so it's only safe to assume that I'd cause him trouble.

It's Blueblood! He somehow figured out that I'm Daredevil!

He bribed and threatened everybody it took to destroy me.

He must've bribed or threatened my friends as well!

I've thought a lot about this.

That's why I haven't left this room. The reason I didn't go to school today. I had to think, and come up with a plan and get enough sleep. It looks like I need sleep more than I thought...

Maybe Anon-a-miss is just him in another persona?

Anyways, I tried to find and build up a strategy. To put him in his place, once and for all.

I'll show him! First, I'll...

I've got nothing!

Absolutely nothing!

I don't have anything that can help me! He's in prison, and I can't prove he's doing anything wrong.

But I know what I'm going to do after I got over that part.

I'm gonna go the Prince, and I'm going to kill him!

No! I won't kill him! I don't do that!

I'll just beat him 'til he promises to give my life back.

And I'm gonna enjoy watching him suffer.

I'll get up right this minute and walk to the door and leave the room and...

I'm just so tired.

«Alright, everyone! Thank you so much for coming. Hope you had a great time.»

Grubber was exhausted. This birthday party for his son was really tiring to prepare. And when you add his recent problems...

"No, Grubber! You have to be strong! Your son looks up to you! You don't wanna let him down! You'll figure something out!", Grubber told himself.

After he escorted all the guests out from the house, he threw himself on the couch, and let out a relieved sigh.

It was a long day.

His son, Night Fury, saw this, and started to laugh out loud.

«Hey! Who're you laughin' at!? I'm literally gonna die from exhaustion, and my son, my own flesh and blood, decides to laugh at my misery? Oh, what a cruel fate!», Grubber said mockingly.

«C'mon, dad! It's hilarious! And you sound like a kid right now!», Night Fury responded.

«Hmph. Wait 'til you become a dad! I'd love to see how you would do!»

«Sure! But I don't think I'd better than you, dad! You're the best dad anyone could ask for!»

«Thanks, buddy! I really needed that. You're a great son, too!»

After that, Grubber decided to get up from his trustworthy couch and clean up the mess. But when he saw the amount of cleaning he had to do, and the dishes he had to wash, he reconsidered his options.

"Nah, I'll do it tomorrow! If there's any tomorrow for me! Oh, my back!"

He watched the clock, and he suddenly realized it was too late for his son to be up. So he looked at him and said:

«Alright, little fella! Time for you to go to bed! It's way past your bedtime!».

«Ah, come on! Can't I stay up a little more? Please, Please, Please, Please, Please?», Night Fury started whining, while also trying to make the famous gesture of 'The puppy dog eyes'.

Grubber noticed, and told him:

«Oh, no you don't! That stopped working on me when you were 8!».

His son pouted, but followed the orders that was given to him.

Before he went upstairs, he said:

«Thanks dad! For the party and everything!»

Grubber turned his face to him and responded with a smile:

«You're welcome, son. You deserved it! Plus, you don't turn 11 years old everyday!»

Night Fury giggled, and told him:

«Goodnight, dad!»

«Goodnight, son!»

After Grubber saw his son went to his room, he sighed and started walking around the house. As he was walking, he looked at the pictures that were placed on the walls. Each one of them were a reminder of the past. He decide to look at he family photos, just to be reminded of all the good times he had with his son.

There was one particular picture, however, that caught his attention real soon. Grubber picked it up and stared at it.

It was a family photo, but this time, it was different. Instead of having only Grubber and Night Fury, it had another person in it as well.

Her.

He grabbed the picture and examined it. The picture was ancient in Grubber's opinion. It was taken after Night Fury had been born. It showed a newly born and sleeping Night Fury, who had been covered with blankets. Although, you could see his black-skinned and strings of black hair with light shades of grey.

Just like his father, but slightly different in comparison.

Grubber let out a shaky sigh, and thought:

"I wish you were here, Liz! We all miss you so much! But I don't know what to do anymore! I always had you on my back, reassuring me that everything will be fine. That things will look up to you eventually. But they didn't! Nowadays, it's like everything and everyone is against me! They won't let me do anything important! I'm always the one who gets left behind!

Do You know how hard it is? For me to look to my son in the face, and lying to him? Telling him that everything's fine? Filling him with false hopes and dreams? It tears me apart, Liz! It really does! I don't wanna lie to him anymore! I don't wanna ruin his picture of me! I wanna be the dad he's proud of having! The badass FBI agent who goes after the bad guys and saves people! Not a loser who can't even get a simple mission to do!

*sigh* I'll see what I can do tomorrow. I'm gonna go talk to Stellar Flare, and hopefully, she'll finally give me a case to work on. Maybe if I insist, she'll let me continue my work on Blueblood's case. I don't think I'll get anything out of it, though. The bastard kept his fucking mouth shut for the past two months!".

He put the picture down and decided to go up and sleep. He walked to his room, but stopped before he could enter.

"Oh, right! Night Fury!"

He made his way towards his son's room, trying not to make too much noise. He slowly but gently opened the door, and walked to his bed. He smiled when he saw that his son had fallen sleep for quite some time.

Grubber gently stroke his hair, and kissed him on the forehead, saying:

«Please forgive daddy! I promise, I'll do whatever I can to keep you happy like this».

He then went back to his room, closed the door, and gently crawled into his bed.

As he tried to sleep, he thought about what he had to do tomorrow. Aside from having an unpleasant conversation with Stellar, he had other things to do as well. He had to get ready for another training session with Sour Sweet.

Boy, that was going to be fun!

Well, she was a really good girl. Or that's what Grubber thought. She was like a little sister to him, and he appreciated her company as much as she did.

"Tomorrow is another day, I guess.", Grubber thought, before yawning.

And then he drifted off to sleep.

«Sooooo... how do you feel? I mean, you're gonna go on your first mission today. That's something!»

«Yeah, that is a big deal! But I don't know what it actually is! What the hell am I even gonna do?»

«Relax! You'll figure it out! That, or they're gonna tell you at some point!».

The two individuals both shared a laugh.

Things have been going well for Sour Sweet. She'd been doing great in school, while also being praised by her fellow teammates and her supervisors. She was going to go on her very first mission, and if she was successful, she would have become an official FBI agent! She also had Sunny Flare on her side as well, who was being supportive and more than helpful. She was the best friend anyone could have, and Sour Sweet couldn't believe her luck in being that person.

Overall, she was on the top of her game! Life couldn't get any better!

That is, until what happened this morning.

And that was enough for her mood to change in seconds.

Sunny Flare noticed the frown on her face, and decided to ask:

«Okay... I see Mrs. Sweet is feeling a little under the weather today. What in the world could've made her this uncomfortable?».

No response came from Sour Sweet, who was mentally cursing herself for letting it show.

Sunny Flare grew more worried after the uncomfortable silence. She asked for another time:

«Hey! What is it? Did I say something? Or was it something that happened in school? Just tell me, okay? I promise, I won't act like an idiot!».

Sour Sweet opened her mouth to speak, but found herself unable to do so.

"How should I tell her?", she thought, "How can I tell her? I literally just witnessed her mom, giving me an offer from some goddamned crimelords, to work for them. Everyone knows that Cinch is a bitch! Even Sunny Flare admits it! But this? This sinks her down into a whole new level! Who the hell would've thought she'd turn up as a criminal? She's lucky I'm not gonna report her... yet.

But the worst part is Sunny Flare! How am I gonna tell her that I got an offer from her mom, whom I just discovered is doing illegal shit behind everyone's back, to go and become a freaking criminal myself!? She'd either think it's a joke, or I'm trying to ruin the picture of her mother by accusing her, or make her worried and terrified. Either way, it will grow her distant from me! I don't want that! I don't want that at all! I haven't even told her about how I really feel..."

After moments of hesitation and doubt, she decided to tell her what happened.

And she started speaking:

«Ummm... Look! I don't wanna make you worried or anything, but... there's something I need to tell you about. Something that happened to me in school, in the morning. You know, when Cinch called?»

Sunny Flare looked confused for a moment, but responded with a curious tone:

«Yeah, I remember that! You still didn't tell me what happened, though!».

«Well, I didn't wanna tell you because it wasn't something pleasant! You see, when I went there, Cinch was there, with two other dudes. She said that these guys wanted to talk, and left the room. After I sat down, they started talking. At first, it didn't seem like they were doing anything bad! But they revealed to me that they wanted me to work for them, and that meant I had to go and threaten some of their rivals. I dunno if they were a gang or something, but that did it! I stood up, and told them if they don't leave, I will call the cops on them! They got scared and left! Bastards thought they could get away with it! After that, Cinch came in, and asked how did it went? She was clueless, but I lied and said that they changed their minds and left. That's the whole story!».

Sour Sweet knew she was bluffing, but it was necessary. She didn't her best friend to leave her, or find out that her mom had a double life.

Sunny Flare was shocked, as expected, but managed to keep cool and told her:

«Oh my god! Are you ok!? Did they hurt my mom!? Tell me, please!».

«Yeah, I'm okay, don't worry about me! They wouldn't be able to lay a single finger on me! I'm a FBI agent! I'm tougher than those wimps!».

Sunny Flare was still not convinced, but chuckled to that nonetheless.

Sour Sweet pulled her into a reassuring hug, and continued:

«And no! You're mom was not harmed in any way! She didn't know anything about their true intentions, and it's best that way! She doesn't want to know that a couple of thugs came into her school so easily, because reputation!».

«Are you telling me the truth?»

«Huh?»

«I need you to swear that you're not lying about this! You promised not to lie to me, remember?»

«I-Yeah, I remember. And I swear to god, I'm telling you the truth.»

«You have to pinkie promise me that!»

«What!? That's bullshit! I can't do tha-»

«Do it, or it means you're lying!».

Sour Sweet sighed. She just wanted to protect her, but now she ended up in an awkward situation.

"The lengths I go for this girl...", Sour Sweet told herself.

«Okay, Okay! You won! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!».

Now, it was Sunny Flare's turn to sigh. But when she looked up to her, she could see that she was at least a little bit more convinced. She said:

«Well, I guess you're right! I shouldn't worry about it too much! There are some shady people that come to Crystal Prep!»

Sour Sweet smiled, and told her:

«What did I tell ya? Now, let's go and get something to eat! I'm starving here! You mustn't keep a special agent this vulnerable! That's a crime!»

Sunny Flare smirked at that, and responded:

«Oh! And how is that a crime?».

«It is in my book!»

They laughed and started walking to their destination.

Along the way, Sunny Flare said:

«Sour Sweet?»

«Yeeeees?»

«You know you're my best friend, right?»

Sour Sweet didn't know exactly why, but she was a bit saddened by that comment. Nevertheless, she answered:

«Yeah, Flare! Why do you ask?»

«Nothing! Just wanted to strengthen our bond, that's all!».

When their talk was done, Sour Sweet couldn't help but wonder how the rest of the day would go.

Hopefully, it will go fine.

«What!? That's nonsense!»

«I understand your anger, agent Grubber! But in no circumstances I can allow you to continue doing this case!»

«Why not?»

«Grubber, please calm down! You have to understand!»

«Understand what, Flare!? My performance review has been differed twice now! And when I ask you to move it up, all you do is denying it! You're literally denying me the advancement opportunities and possible promotions that I rankfully earned! And you know what the great part about it is? It's not anybody else that is doing it, It's you! Why the hell are you doing this to me, I wish I knew!»

«What are you implying here, Grubber?»

«That maybe I should file a complaint with the EEO! I'm sure they will take this more seriously than you!»

Stellar Flare sighed. She dreaded this conversation, especially because it was with her friend. But she had to make the right call. And she needed to show him that as well.

So she started talking:

«You're right. You're performance reviews have been delayed, but not for the reasons you think, or whatever bullshit I fed you over the time. The real reason for that is because I'm trying to protect you!».

Grubber took on a look of confusion, so he asked:

«Protect me? From what, getting paid?»

«No, because, to put it simply, you're buried in debt! And it's the company's policy to not promote someone with that level of financial problems! So, you have to either fix this, or give it up!

I'm sorry, Grubber! I really am! But in this case, I can't do anything! I wish I could, but... I can't!»

Grubber was frustrated at this point, but decided to pull out what he believed to be his ace in this.

«What about the Prince, hmm? Can't I just, you know, continue his case?»

Stellar Flare argued:

«I don't know, Grubber! We've been on this guy for months, and he won't give us anything useful! It's practically a dead end!»

Grubber didn't give up.

«What if I can make him talk?»

«Pardon?»

«What if I can make things different? I was an expert in interrogation, so why not?»

«*sigh* Look! I'm still not so sure about this! But I suppose there's no harm in trying!»

"And failing again.", she thought.

«Thank you! I-I'll do whatever I can! I will make him talk! Promise!»

«I hope so, Grubber! I hope so!».

About an hour later, he was in the special room that was designed for the more dangerous inmates to be interrogated. He was sitting in a chair, thinking.

"Holy shit!", he told himself, "What the fuck was I thinking? There's no way in hell I'm gonna make that asshole talk! I have zero chance! Let's face it, Grubber! You're done for!".

After waiting for minutes, someone showed up. He saw the infamous Prince, entering the room while still wearing his prisoner's outfit. He was not looking good, despite the regal appearance he held before. His yellowish hair was a mess, with strings flying out from them. He also had a stubble; a result of not shaving properly for quite some time.

"He doesn't look like a prince", Grubber thought.

After Blueblood sat down in front of the special agent, there was silence for a few moments. Neither of them was sure how to start the conversation (or interrogation), and it didn't bring much comfort to Grubber.

He knew that many agents failed to make him talk. He didn't think he would have much luck either.

"Well... I don't have anything else to lose! Better just stick around with it!", Grubber thought.

He then started speaking:

«Mr. Blueblood, my name is agent Grubber and I'm from the federal bureau of investigation. The FBI, including me, would like your assistance with...»

As he was talking, he realized who he was interrogating. He also noticed the man's lack of response or curiosity. He sighed, and said:

«Look, if you wanna just stay quiet the entire time, you can just go straight to the part where you tell me to eat shit and fuck off, so we could waste each other's time, huh?

But if you wanna talk, even about a small glimpse of your criminal associates or where to find them, I'm all ears!».

He was getting ready to leave. Grubber already knew which one he'd choose, so he decided not to make a bigger fool of himself than he already did.

No wonder they wouldn't promote him. Who would want an idiot doing important work?

What he didn't expect was for the man to talk.

«I believe I have something that might interest you in your work, special agent Grubber!», he exclaimed.

«What!?», Grubber said, shocked by the fact that he was talking.

And willing to give him something.

Something useful.

«But I need something from you in return! Something only the Federal's are able to do! You have to listen to what I have to say, of course!».

Grubber, who was still socked about this situation, sat sown again. He exclaimed:

«Well, there's no harm in listening!».

And they began talking.

Author's Note

Chapter 4 is out!

Hope you are enjoying this fic. If you do, then leave a like and comment. As always, I will see you next time! Bye!