X woke up. He cringed when he noticed that Zero's bed was empty and the calendar had been thrown to the ground. Today was Zero's special day. The day when he did whatever he felt like.
X groaned, pulling himself from bed.
"Wondering what dress you'll be wearing this evening?" he grinned.
Zero glared at him. "You're a real ass, you know that? In case you haven't noticed... I have certain needs too!" He stormed out of the room.
"Did it ever occur to you that women's underwear is not on my list of things I enjoy seeing you in?" Megaman called out.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Zero was admiring his reflection in the toaster. "I guess I never really took the time to understand the positive effects of tapioca on my skin. It's so soft!... and smooth!"
Megaman grumbled as he entered the room.
"Here take this." Zero mumbled.
"What is it?" Megaman looked down at the object in his hands.
"Oh... that. It's a turkey baster."
X smiled.
Zero looked at him. "Why is it that were BOTH dressed in drag?"
"I don't know," Megaman replied. "But this dress it too damn tight! I could barely get it on!"
"Oh... this is all you're fault X. I should have just gone shopping and bought a crocodile purse! Maybe that Steve Irwin guy would have started chasing me and then I could afford my sex change operation." Zero sighed.
Megaman was shoked into silence.