Poem about Connor Broekhart, and about his goals when he presents his ideas to the world i know he really won't, but it hasn't happened yet, has it?

After coming home, Conor Broekhart catches up on all the things he missed out on while he was away at Glasgow University.

The missing month of the story, starting with the fight against Bonvilain. How will Conor explain what happened to his family? How will his family react? And how will Conor win over his princess, now queen of all Saltee? Will justice return to the land?

Us keys of the Little Saltee always have stories to tell. Just a simple oneshot

My ideas for this were a bit scattered but it's only my second fanfiction. This happens before Conor goes off to Glasgow. Read and Review please.