Garrison woke up with a crippling headache, probably because of the severe beating he took yesterday when playing rugby. He glanced at his clock to see if he was late to school, and was confused when it said 3pm. After a moment, he bolted out of bed only to collapse a second later because of his head.
"HEy, WHAT''s THe RUSh? TAKe It EASy!" Said a rather loud voice from his head.
"Who in God's name are you!?" He wispered to himself.
"DON''t YOu MEAn GOg, YOu WOULD''t WANt To OFFENd ANYONe NOw, WOULd YOu? ANd FOr YOUr INFORMATIOn, i Am JELANTe, LORd Of TIMe, HEIr To THe THRONe Of DAVe."
"WHo Is DAVe? F***, now you have me talking like that."
"YOu KNOw, DAVe STRIDEr, FROm HOMESTUCk?"
"Oh, yeah, that one, well... We are in a doomed timeline then, GREAT! Man, I really have to stop talking to myself."
"HERE''s THe THINg, UMMm, HOw Do i PUt THIs, WELl, YOU''Re NOt TALKINg To YOURSELf."
Garrison shrugs it off and and starts to walk to his parents' room to see what went wrong with school, when a plot twist appears out of nowhere, revealing that he is actually sharing a body, and just as suddenly, he drops, unconscious, to the floor.
