by I'm Not Mister Mxypltk
The party had been over for about three hours. During the party, Dirk Bell and Grimm were quickly introduced to Lance Lorenzo, Shirley Francis, and Mick Harrison, but Sam Dawson was nowhere to be found.
Now, everyone had gone to their room, and most of the guests had left the building. The ones that wanted to sleep over were piled up in the yard by Dirk and Grimm as their first official mission. Bhaghhh-rupth, lord of the flies and of the rotten land (now known as "that turtle dude") was passed out on the floor. Mick and Shirley lay on a couch in the middle of the mess caused by M'xy's little stunt, the mysterious T5, and the guests when they ran out of the house in panic every five minutes when something bizarre happened.
Mick and Shirley were both awake, but they had been silent for almost an hour. It wasn't a cold or distant silence... it was just that at this point they barely needed words to communicate with each other.
"Shir..." said Mick, breaking the long silence, "...wanna get married?"
"What?" Shirley exclaimed, surprised.
They stared at each other for a moment.
"Oh my God..." she said, calming down. "You're high. I swear, for second there, I really thought..."
"I'm not high, babe! The drug's totally out of my system by now," Mick said, and then pointed at a big bucket on the other side of the room. "If you don't believe me, take a look at that bucket over there... I've puked so much today, I--"
"S-so you are... serious?" she asked, getting nervous again.
"Sure" he replied.
"Sure?"
"I mean... yeah! Yeah. What is it, you don't wanna?"
She asked herself the same question. "YES!" she said, hugging him.
"All right!" he said, hugging her back. "You know what, babe? Later on, we could even settle down here... I mean, on the island. A tropical island in the Caribbean. What else would you want?"
"What else could I want..." she said. "When's 'later on'?"
"I don't know... when this whole M-X-Y thing is over."
"What do you mean?"
"After good old M-X completes his mission here, he's going back to his dimension. That could take a while, but after he leaves my body, I'll be normal again. A normal person wouldn't help much around here, don't you think? Uh, no offense..."
"None taken. So, you say we should leave the group after M'xy's gone?"
"Yeah. We'd still visit the guys. I mean, they're like my -- our new family, or something..."
"I agree," she said. "Oh, and Mick...?"
"Yeah?"
"If you ever call me babe again, I'll sink your head in the barf bucket."
Chicago:
K'tl sat in the middle of his empty chamber in complete darkness and with his eyes closed. His mysterious leader offered to supply him with as much furniture or as many material possessions as he requested, but K'tl didn't see the use for any of those things.
K'tl suddenly opened his dark-filled eyes.
"FOOL," he said.