Again, apologies with the delay. -_- But here it is. Hopefully it will be worth the wait. 
Dear Noobcake,
So understandably, I was a little unnerved and upset coming home from the dance the other night. I mean, it thoroughly confused me. But, enough about that. I dwelled (is that even a word, Noobcake? I wish you had spell-check) too much on it the other night. I barely got any sleep.
Which was not good since I stayed up all night last night because it was the New Year and all that hat.
I don't really get the point.
I mean...it's a holiday...but it only lasts a minute.
Why all the hype and all that?
I guess it's kind of cool...but all it really is is we just switch our calendars.
Beauty, Xanri, and I all hung out at Gothie's house on New Year's.
He's got like a million piranha now...it's kind of scary. They just kind of watch you as you pass their tank.
I can almost hear them talking. Debating on how to eat me.
Which is kind of morbid I guess.
We played a ton of games all night.
We stopped playing card games after a while because Xanri kept killing us at every single game.
I won one of the card games, but that was only because Xanri was busy getting a snack.
After a while the two girls just kind of talked and Gothie and I played some sweet video game of his called Howl of Duty: Bark Ops.
It was sweet and we killed a lot of stuff. Hey, give me a break. Gothie's way more violent than me. I never play these kinds of games at my house anymore because Junior keeps randomly popping into my room. I don't want to traumatize him!
But then Xanri went digging around in Gothie's closet (Why? Who does that? It's not her house!) and found this old joystick type thing.
Turns out the joystick when we hooked it up to the TV held a ton of old style arcade games. We played Pac Wolf and Galaga.
I beat the high score of Galaga.
And it made my paws hurt.
While Gothie was screaming doom upon those poor little ghost wolves, Xanri and I decided to make nachos.
Not out of the box.
Old style, grated, melted cheese on chips.
They were delicious, but oh so greasy.
Then we watched the ball drop.
What that was...well. We watched the news, and there was this huge freaking ball type thing on a tower. Ten seconds to midnight it started falling. And right at midnight it reached the ground and it was 2011.
...but they had some issues with the mechanism and the ball er...rolled off.
And it was huge.
No one was hurt, but it managed to roll into a building. And didn't break anything.
"Dude!" Gothie said. "They should be more responsible with their mechanisms."
Beauty looked kind of confused. "Well...erm...I don't really see how it's possible. It has to be a stunt. I mean, it's attached by a ton of little cords, AND there's a pole right in the middle of it."
So that kind of ruined our hopes and dreams because we wanted some more fun poking fun at the people who made it. Turns out we never did actually see the ball roll off the pole thing because they cut away from the view conveniently at that moment.
Xanri decided to put what she thought of it in. "Well, they must have gone away so they could talk, and then brought a truck in with an identical ball. Really start off the year with a bank, hm?"
This kind of made sense. We all started drifting off towards our on homes. Well, not before Gothie blew up some really cool (and illegal) fireworks. Apparently fireworks that go up in the sky are illegal because they are really dangerous.
But trust Gothie not to listen to the law.
He didn't get caught thought because plenty of other people were doing it too.
So, I was walking home. Xanri was with me since she lives pretty close to me. We walked in silence for a while, and then I saw a flash of silver.
Which could only be one wolf.
I saw a glimpse of her shining black eyes in a streetlamp before she took off.
"Xanri...did you see her?"
"Who?" she said. I got a little annoyed. I mean, seriously. She can read my mind. She should be able to figure out on her own. But by the expression on her face, she wasn't going to admit that.
"Metallic. You know the-"
"Metal wolf I totally saved your fuzzy behind from? Hm...I sensed her, but she seemed nonviolent." Her green eyes searched me inquisitively. "Why is that? She is nothing but aggression. All the time I knew her, she was bad tempered and bitter."
This surprised me. "What? You knew Metallic before?"
She nodded, smiling. "Oh yes. I was in the labs with her."
This totally blew me away. "Woah woah woah. So you have an artificial body too?" I couldn't help but poke her, and she gave a warning snarl. So I did not do it again.
"No, silly Xialburg. No. Merely altered. You have, I assumed, noticed my unusual ability for sensing words and emotions, yes?"
I opened my mouth, but she answered it for me.
Why does she even ask questions if she knows it anyway?
"Yes. Well, I was a volunteer actually. I already had a knack for reading faces, and being able to slightly sense emotions from this. I was given things that accelerated this. It had a wonderful side effect too. And when I had been trained to the best of my ability, I left. They were quite nice about it too. And my fur is gorgeous-I never have to maintain it much." She gestured at her fur, which is I guess explained why the markings and designs on her fur looked planned.
She winked. "Now. My earlier question. What has happened I wonder, that has removed the spite from Metallic?"
I shrugged. "Well...she did say she was really sorry about everything, I don't really know."
"The mystery deepens," Xanri said, laughing. Then she indicated that we were at my house and walked on.
You know what?
Xanri unnerves me.
She really does.
I don't know if I like her at all.
She just kind of weirds me out.
Which is why I guess she fits so well with Gothie.
Two freaks together.
Not to sound mean or anything! That sounded really rude. But...you know.
Eeesh I feel like a jerk now...anyway.
See ya, Noobcake. Happy New Year or whatever. If Noobcake-things even celebrate New Year's.