"Thank you for flying with Lycan airlines...." Aphmau smiles widely as the passengers depart the plane.

A young boy, maybe around the age of 5 passes by, looking up only slightly at the short woman. "Gosh...you sure are short miss."

"That's more like it...." A voice from behind her speaks, Aphmau turning around momentarily to slap him playfully on the face.

Aaron catches her by the forearm mid hit, smiling slyly. "It's a crime to strike your pilot...."

"Sue me then...." Aphmau grins, standing up on her tiptoes, kissing him.

You're right Lycan...I have given into the manboobs....

Because despite what the crazy plane hijacking fathers of the world say....

You are a good man....at least you are to me....

The world doesn't decide you, you decide you......if you are unhappy with yourself, then find a way to love yourself, or change in a way that suits you.

Thats how to be good....to be considered good.....you must understand what you do, the actions you take, are for the greater good.

This is the end.

Yeah this story was short.

Have a nice day my crystals!