Gah! You guys have been exploding my head! I must contribute.

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Season 6: Trio fun

"What the hell are you doing, Andrew?" Warren yelled.

Andrew tried to clear up the stack of disks he had scattered all over the floor. "I'm sorry. I was just trying to find a better place for the Freeze-Ray."

"Well, why don't you just trash it? We can't use it anymore."

"But, you invented it."

"Well you know what? I'm done inventing for you sorry, pathetic worms. I'm going to get something to eat. Clean up this fucking place."

Warren stormed out. Andrew was still picking up the disks off the floor when Jonathan came out of hiding.

"Hey," said Jonathan quietly. "I heard him yelling at you."

"Yeah, well he's been stressed over his new project."

"He's been kinda angry ever since—you know, that girl—"

Andrew visibly stiffened. "Oh he is so over that. So am I. I don't know why you keep going on about it. We didn't get caught, so what's the problem?"

"What's the problem? Warren killed a girl."

"We've been over this before. We did what any super-villains would do."

"Jeeze, you sound like Warren."

"I, um, respect him as the leader of the Trio, you know."

Jonathan squinted at Andrew. "Where did that—oh no way."

Andrew squirmed. "What?"

"You totally want to bone him."

"What? No!"

"Yes! You are totally his bitch! No wonder you look like a housewife whenever he yells at you."

"Shut your mouth!"

"Andrew, this is wrong. Warren wouldn't—urg, I mean, Warren doesn't like you."

"Yes he does! He likes me better than you! That's why—" Andrew bit his tongue.

"Are, are you two plotting against me?"

"N-no! Warren says you're an essential part of the Trio."

Jonathan sneered. "Oh, that's really neat. And of course you listen to whatever Warren says."

Andrew nodded helplessly. Jonathan had stopped berating him; however he had a shrewd look in his eye.

"Just one question, how is it you've been having all these little talks behind my back and he STILL doesn't know you want him?"

"I- I'm biding my time."

"Ha! Bullshit. You're a pussy."

"Am not!"

"Are too! Reg Barkley could get more ass than you."

"Well, I don't want any ass, I want Warren." Andrew gasped. He had actually said it.

"Then why don't you tell him?" asked Jonathan simply. "Just come out and say it."

"Well, maybe I will." Andrew smiled. "Thanks. Hey, you are being really accepting about all this."

Jonathan grinned. "Come on, what are friends for?"

They heard the slam of the front door and the stomp of Warren's feet.

"Ready?" asked Jonathan.

Andrew grinned nervously. "Okay."

I am saving the thrilling conclusion till chapter two because I don't think you are going to like it.