A white painted, metal mail box with Chris's name as well as Kaeli's now. On the other side is a red flag.

Hey Chris,
Hey whenever you want to talk about that job at your ranch just slip a date into my mailbox if you cant find me. Also, that bruise really hurts my chest dude, your one strong Punk. Anyways I can help you whenever.

Talk to you later Partner,

Troy, The cowboy

Dear Chris(Bloo),

Umm...how is everything going i guess? Just wanted to thank you for the meal the other day at the tavern. It was satisfactory, and i really enjoyed your company. Oh and on a sidenote don't worry about my parenting skills, I know well enough to care for myself thank you very much. Anywho, hoepfully you'll have a happy Starry Night with your boo, it is coming up after all. I was hoping to spend it in Queens...I might leave to town..not sure. But anyway, I hope we can do something together again. Your a good advice giver, even though sometimes it can be a little harsh. But thats what makes it all the better.

With Love and Remorse,
Aurnia
(The Pregnant Lady who purposely freezes herself)

A small box with twine tied to it sits in box. A small note lays inside the box, ontop of some cookies. The note reads:
Hey Chris!
Jaina here. Just giving you a little something. Thanks for being my friend!
Talk to you later.
~Jaina
PS. I hope you like chocolate chip!

A blue paper heart, with some carefully written glittery writing sits in the box, attatched to a bag of sugar cookies, and a smaller bag of dog treats. The note reads:

Hey, Chrissy!

I dunno if ninjas celebrate Valentines day or anything, but I made one for you, anyhow. Cookies are for you, doggie treats for Kazu. I mean, you could eat the treats, too, but I don't know how great they'd taste.

<3 Pengie

Chris-

If you ever need tools repaired, or if you need new tools, I am at your disposal. My tool and repair shop is now finished and open in the forest. Feel free to stop by whenever you like. Within reason, that is.

-Luke Harusame

A large letter is tucked in the mail box. Inside are at least twenty photos and then the letter (which is actually five pages). The writing is a bit jagged like, and there are a few spelling errors; but Chris is use to reading this kind of thing from the sender. ((Note- only two letters will actually be written out here))

Dude,

Yo, sup? I got your letter and showed it to the others. We're all glad you're ok and decided to meet up at Zach's, sit down, and write you. This is mine.

So updates, updates. Me and my gf are doing good. We're both doing pretty well in college but I think I may drop out. I don't know. I mean, I shouldn't. I know. But money's getting tight. Siblings are all doing well and the moocher is still around. But he won't be for long cause mom's getting more and more ticked with him everyday.

I was digging through my stuff, trying to clean out my dorm room, and I find a box full of photos when we were young. I know how much you like the things so I sent some over to you. Good luck with that Irish chick you were telling me about and keep me posted. She sounds like a good match for you. And don't deny it, I know you, dude. You totally like her.

Well, I'll let you read the other letters now. WRITE BACK YOU BLUE HEADED BRIT. Oh, and btw- We took care of Riley for you. Jenny will explain it more. I'm going to get Chinese.

Sirus
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Written in pencil. Neat and curvy handwriting.

Chris,

Hey, yeah, it's Jenny. So a few days ago we all were walking the town, Chester Street near the arcade, and we see Riley and her little gang. Some of them had their arms in slings and one had a cast around his leg. We overheard her ranting about how they 'got ya good'. So naturally we went over to check it out. Riley spilled easily. She's stupid like that. Well, Sirus was ticked. And as you a ticked Sirus = baaaaaaaaadddddd.

Mikal, Sirus, and Zach took on the guys, there were a lot. Like, ten I think. Sirus could handle most of them. Which is great because Zach and Mikal aren't fighters. And I took on Riley herself. Meghan hung back, because she's the smart one. Someone had to be uninjured to help the rest of us afterwards, after all. So anyway. Me and Riley. Yeah. It was just like old times. Except this time I didn't have you in the background waiting for her to turn her back on you so you could go in and trip her up. Oh well.

We obviously didn't fight right in front of the arcade. Though Sirus really wanted to. We moved to the nearby park and for about five seconds it was a stand off. Then it wasn't. Sirus was taking the guys on almost all by himself. They were taller then him, and bulkier. But we both know that that's never saved anyone from an angry Si. Zach helped a bit, and Mikal TRIED to help. It's the thought that counts.

Five minutes later the Irish guys are on the ground, worse condition then before, and Riley has a black eye along with a few bruised ribs. Sirus has a bruised shin, black eye, and his shoulder came out of socket. He popped in back though. I didn't get hurt really. Riley's really lost her touch. And Zach and Mikal just suffered from some minor bruises. Then we all left, went to Meghan's, got fixed up, and went out for Chinese. And actually we're going out to get some right now.

Hope you like the pictures, hope you're feeling better, and oh, write back. You know better yet just get over here. We all wanna see you and meet this Irish girl Mikal told us about. Sirus said you've written to him about her but he won't spill. It's hard for us to believe you actually GETTING ALONG with someone Irish. We need to see this for ourselves.

Jenny

A note, writtening in flowing script, lays on a tall square box. Wrapped in a dark blue ribbon, the name on the letter reads: Chris.
Hey Chris!
Its that time of year again! We should get together more often.
Thanks for being the best big-although-younger-&-shorter brother I have. A bit being the only one. These cookies are called dog food cookies, but I wouldn't suggest letting Kazu having any. All the chocolate in them are enough to put even the hyper-est 5 year old in a diabetic coma. Enjoy!
-Jaya

A simple white letter with curvy writing sits inside the mailbox. It is adressed to Chris Sky in Everpine, from Mr. and Mrs. Sky in... Nottingham, England? The words on the letter are also curvy and well written, the paper being floral stationary.

Dear Christopher,

How have you been, hon? It's been awhile since we last wrote, it seems, though your Granddad tells me it has only been a season. No matter, though, as soon we shall be visiting your new home.

I almost could not believe what you had last told me until I saw the papers. We were dreadfully worried you, your friends, and your girlfriend may have been hurt. Thankfully, this wasn't the case, and it seems you have had quite the hand in the reconstruction. Your father would have been so proud, Christopher, and so are we.

Things have been going well over here in England. There were some reports of trouble in London, but nothing too horrifying has occurred. Granddad is still the old military coot he's always been. Why, just the other day some kids were swearing up a storm (as he told me) and he went right over to them, cane and all, and told them to do 21 push ups each. At first the children did not understand, nor care, but they took the hint soon enough. I highly suggest not having that blue color in your hair when we come over. I think it's rather nice, however your Granddad does not know of it, and we both know what he thinks of dying hair, males getting piercings, and the like. He almost had a heart attack when Daniz got that tattoo.

I hope you and Kaeli (did I get the name right, dear?) are eating well and not overworking yourselves. Your both still young and full of spirit, so please stay healthy and enjoy that. I'll see you in a few days, hon.

With all my love,
Gran-Gran

P.S.

Tell Kaeli that she had best be ready to learn to cook.
I know you have continually told me it is not worth trying,
but no Sky female should be a bad cook.

I also sent over some of your younger pictures. I
thought she would like to see them.

Inside the letter there are a few pictures of Chris as a baby and toddler with dates and small descriptions written on the back.

A simply white letter with addressed to Chris Sky sits in the mailbox, and probably has been for a couple of days now. The writing is sharp and clear in green ink, the stationary normal lined paper.

God to ya Chris,

This is yer cuz, Daniz, if ya couldn't tell, and for all its worth mums making me send this ta ya. See, I got impatient bout waiting for you guys to come up and visit (heard of that snowstorm, I guess that's an excuse) and decided ta just come down meself. Pretty cool, right?

Da wanted ta come, too, but dun worry, cause I got him ta stay. Mum sends her regards, the sisters do the same, and all that stuff. Had to add that in too.

Anyway, I should be coming up some time in your Winter season or so, maybe early Spring. Depends when I can book the fastest flight to that city and get a ferry to the island. Hope ta meet yer girl and see if I can get in contact with that cuz of hers. Heh. I'll show her how the real Sky charm works, ya know? No offence or nothing, really, but ya need some work. Ah well. It's late here and all that, so Im tired. Guess I'll be seeing you soon then, cuz.

A long life ta ya,
Daniz

PS

Nonno mentioned ya was looking for a ring? Eh? Eh? ;D