Okay guys, you've really surprised me on how observant you are, but don't think you're quite right just yet.

You stare face to face with this unfamiliar boy as he tries to keep his smile up. You look at him puzzled, and wonder why he is so upbeat about strangers invading his home.

John's smile faded a little at your confusion. He makes eye contact with somebody behind you and mouths a few words. Nice, you can't translate this odd child's words because you suck period at lip reading. Or at least, you forgot how to read lips. All you catch from John's lips is: 'Thanks for bringing him over for me'.

The small boy shoots various looks and glares over your shoulder and makes plenty of hand gestures. After about five minutes, the kid looks back at you, steps aside cautiously, and lets you and your new comrades inside.

"Come on in and make yourselves at home. The rest of your troll buddies are sitting around waiting," The black haired boy reminds as he shut the door.

You flinch and look back regretfully once you hear the door slam shut. This kid is unfamiliar…yet you can remember a morsel of his name. It starts with a J…was it a J? No, maybe it started with a D? No, wrong again! Ugh, think stupid, think!

Joseph! No… Joanne! That's a girl name you think. James-Jerry…maybe it does start with a D. Was it Daniel? Maybe Dave or Don…okay, it did start with a J and you know it. What was it- oh yeah! John was this boy's name. Wow, took you long enough. If only you could remember your own name…you would trade in all these strangers' names for your own. You're just too afraid of these people to ask for it.

John walks around you away from the door and started socializing with new trolls. Who were these guys? You saw a few humans, too. Let's meet the humans first; you're a bit afraid of trolls at the moment. They just deter you.

You attempt to casually stride up to John and the new guys, and end up tripping over yourself and stumbling to the small group with a loud thud and a nervous laugh.

"Oh, hello there," A short blonde haired girl says politely.

"H…Hi," You manage to mumble.

John smiles at you, and utters something out of the corner of his mouth to the girl. Her eyes slightly widen and she nods in understanding. You begin to feel like the gossip is commencing, and avoid the awkward idea that you remember utterly nothing. Hurry, what do boys like? Think fast, kid! These guys are getting quieter! Wait, there's a girl too! What do they have in common? Uh oh, you're in deep social crap now!

"So, how about that sun, it's bright." You say before mentally choking yourself.

"Uh…yes, I do believe the sun is rather blinding." The girl says awkwardly.

"I … know that now…"You trail off. Oh man! Oh man! This is bad! You can't think of anything smart to say!

"Rose, how about you stay here and socialize while I go get us some drinks?" John says, breaking the ice.

Rose was her name! Wow, you're learning so much today. At least you now know the name of the girl that thinks you are an absolute moron.

John steps out of the group to make it a twosome, and gets going to the snack table where the two trolls you haven't met yet stand.

"If I must intrude," Rose begins, catching your attention. "May I ask how you were talked into coming here?"

Oh dang it. This chick talks smart. "Uh… I was um… sick of that hospital. It was boring," You say carefully.

"I see. A large white room does not seem very amusing. If you didn't remember, my name is Rose Lalonde. We were and I still say are great friends," Rose says with a small smile.

"Oh…how long have we known each other?" You ask. "I mean, if we uh…ever had a past with each other."

"We've been through a lot. I wasn't with you the entire time we were facing trouble, though. We did have our pleasant chats." Rose says with a sigh. "I wish you would remember already, this is getting rather awkward."

"I'm sorry," You apologize instinctively. "It's just; I must've been really stupid before. More stupid than now, I mean, for not staying with you the entire time."

"No, you were not stupid before or now." Rose says, shaking her head. "You were pretty cool."

"Hey, got the punch!" John interrupted, holding three cups in his hands just barely.

"What took you so long, John?" Rose asks as she takes a cup from her friend.

"Gamzee spiked it with faygo and sopor slime. I had to fix it with a brand new batch." John explains.

"Oh, dear that is not good at all. Did anyone drink it before you noticed?" Rose asked.

"Yeah…I think Sollux did." John winced.

"Is he alright?" Rose asks calmly.

"For now, I guess." John scoffs a little at the lie.

Who's Sollux? Hmm, must be another annoying stupid little troll. You look around and try and guess. You know who Vriska, Nepeta, Kanaya, Equius, Gamzee, Aradia, John and Rose are. About About six others were not recognizable. Eliminate your guess by actions. From the sound of it, faygo and sopor slime sound a bit dangerous. From your guess at John's little giggle at the comments, it might not be too serious, so maybe the content just makes the drinkers silly? That must be it. Look for a silly stranger.

As Rose and John talk, you wander away to explore the people.

You see a human with long black hair and circular glasses arguing with two fishy looking guests. Not them, they're too serious.

Next! You see Vriska tormenting a bull horned boy as he weeps. No, much too sad.

We are onward to our next guest group of investigation. You see Aradia and that duo horned guy from before by the punch bowl. Okay, so far so good. Your suspicions may be right. Aradia seems completely fine seriousness wise, but she looks concerned. You see why, once glancing from a distance. Her Gemini friend is stumbling around her with a cup, cackling and occasionally falling to the floor to roll around on the carpet.

That must be our victim. You witness the effect of the faygo and sopor slime combo as Aradia also sits idly by on the table. Eventually, Aradia gets sick of the shenanigans. She gets off the table and snatches Sollux's hand to drag him to Gamzee who is now in a tug a war with Vriska over the bull boy. As Sollux gets dragged along, he drops his cup and it spills on the carpet.

Oh, that's not good at all. You just met John, and you don't want to be blamed for this. Even if it wasn't your fault in any way, you don't want to take your chances. You walk over to the punch spill and pick the cup up.

There's some punch left inside it. Should you try it? No way, you saw what happened! You sniff the drink just out of curiosity. It smells like sugar and water. That must be the faygo's scent over powering the pie's fragrance.

Oh man, but this stuff smells like heaven. Sollux had a whole cup, so that's why he is so weird. One taste can't be as hazardous. You sit on the table and slosh the single gulp of punch around in the cup. Yeah, it'll be okay.

"Here goes nothing," You utter to yourself.

You put the plastic red party cup to your lips and drink the rest. Wow, this stuff tastes awesome. It tastes like sugar and caffeine, and desserts at the same time! You can't even remember what that tastes like until now! You feel slightly dizzy, but it wears off within moments. You got to get your hands on the recipe. If you're careful with the drink, you won't over do it like Sollux.

You look around on the table. Which one is faygo, and which one is pie? You better guess, huh? Gamzee might not want to share his recipe, so you must guess. You snatch a small bottle of red soda. You can't read the label, because you forgot how to read period. You get your cup, scoop some new punch inside, and then dump the soda in with it. You look around once more. There's some pie. There's a note on it. You pick it up to try and read it.

DO NOT EAT THIS. IT WILL BE VERY BAD FOR BOTH OF US IN THE END.

You can't read that junk. The font is too fancy, ah! Or, you're just stupid. Yeah, just take it. You take the whole pie and stuff it into your cup. You look inside and see the liquid is few and there are pie chunks everywhere over powering it. You slosh it around at it all evens out. Perfect.

You're about to put it up to your mouth when-

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

You ignore this random screeching, and drink your punch. It tastes just like the last time, perfection in a nutshell. This drink was full of...full of...MIRACLES. Yes, this drink was so miraculous, you had to share it!

You put the cup down and you are about to join the party again when your head begins to ache. You try to get off the table, but it feels like it's moving side to side violently. You get off the table, but not by simply standing up. You attempt to stand, but your legs give up and you simply slump off the table and onto the floor on your back.

You hear footsteps rapidly approaching you. You see blurs of a single person moving around you vastly. You can't keep up with the movements, but your vision is slowly clearing up.

"Dude, are you okay? Answer me, are you okay!"

"Heh heh...hiiiii..." You smile.

"Oh man...It's me, John! Snap out of it, bro!"

It's John. He must be freaking out fairly loudly, because you hear more voices and feet approaching you. You try to move your head to simply look, but it swerves and slumps onto its side in defeat.

"What happened?" Vriska asks and walks up to you behind your head.

"The punch was spiked, that's what!" Sollux snarls. "Gamzee, I'm going to kill you!"

"Bro, please calm down. It wasn't me this time. At least I fixed you," Gamzee chuckles.

"Either way, our friend here is on the train to high town!" Sollux complains.

"I thought I fixed that punch!" John whines.

"Obviously not," Sollux says, pointing to you angrily.

"Ugh, I drank some myself! I swear it was okay before." John reassures.

"John, I know what happened now." Rose spoke up.

"What?" John asked.

"The pie's gone. He put it in himself. I thought you said he didn't remember anything?" Rose asked. "How could he remember how to spike punch of all things?"

"I'm positive he doesn't. He's just too stupid to know what those things do right now, should we lock him in my room while the pie takes its course?" John suggests.

"Yeah, that would be wise. I hate to lock up our returning guest, but it's only necessary." Rose sighs.

No! No way are you going to be locked up in a boring old room again! You pull yourself to sit up, making your head throb and your arms ache as your sight continues to blur.

"I'm not gnoin bkack!" You slur.

"Aww, look at him!" Vriska laughs and elbows Kanaya.

"Sh…Shtup you … you piethe of blubbering c-cacklcing crud!" You stand up and sway slightly.

"Okay, somebody grab him before anything gets worse." Vriska stifles a mean laugh.

You feel too strong forces grip your forearms as you fall forward, just barely catching you. Your vision is clearing up now, and you can see that everybody is watching you intently with disbelieving glares.

You don't know why, but this is suddenly so funny to you. Look at all these weirdoes! You don't even know them and they think they can just baby sit you! You try to hold back a squeamish smile as your lips threaten to curl. The strong hands begin to pull you back, away from the crowd. You can't take it anymore. You can't keep your mouth closed. You begin laughing out of context. Within no time, you're cackling madly and kicking your feet as you're dragged away.

"Equius, be careful with him!" Nepeta calls.

"I'm sure he can take it, Nepeta." Equius assures from behind.

You look back to see Equius was the one dragging you. You still find this gut busting hilarious, and cackle louder and louder even if your stomach is beginning to hurt. You don't stop though.

Equius shakes his head at you and opens a door in the hallway. Your arms are aching from being dragged around, yet you continue to laugh it off. You try to catch your breath as Equius takes you inside.

"Hey, hey buddy," You say, still laughing slightly as you catch your breath. "Can you bring me something?"

Equius throws you onto a fluffy bed, which you land on badly but you don't care at the moment. You sit up a little.

"What do you want, low blood?" Equius asks tiredly.

"Bring me…." You grin and giggle. "Some punch!"

Equius rolls his eyes and leaves as you laugh again. He leaves you and shuts the door before you hear a click. You stop laughing. Did he just lock the door on you?

You get up and race to the door. You use your sore arms to reach to the door knob and rattle it. Yup, that sick little muscle man locked this door good and tight from the outside.

"HEY! YOU LOCKED THE DOOR!" You yell furiously, as you continue to beat on the knob.

You hear plenty of laughing from outside mocking you. Those little jerks! You just met them and accepted them, and once you get happy enough to party with some silly pie punch and they lock you up! You slump onto the floor and on your butt in angry defeat. You hear the laughing settle down and some more chatting commence. Why those selfish turds!

"OPEN THIS DOOR, I'M SORRY!" You yell, losing control of your emotions.

You hear nothing responding to you. Only separate conversations. You ought to eaves drop. You hear John talking outside the door to somebody. You press your ear against the door.

"Yeah, I wish he could've remembered us." John says sadly.

"It's alright, John. He'll remember next time." You hear Vriska comfort badly.

"He's just…my best bro." John utters.

"Yeah, well who cares. He's going to be best bros with somebody else now." Vriska says edgily.

"No he's not. He would never do that!" John defends.

"John, he forgot you, remember?" Vriska reminds coldly.

"No he didn't! Ever since that accident, he's been quiet around me, that's all!" John snaps.

"John, stop denying the truth. Your best bro is gone." Vriska retorts.

"But Vriska, it's not fair…" John croaks as if he's going to cry.

"I know. You've just been through so much with that Strider kid. He always acted better than me and cool and crap, but I kind of respected him," Vriska admits.

"I know. Dave's been really weird since that day. It'll get better though, right?" John asks.

"I don't know, but I'll be here." Vriska says.

"I want the old Dave to come back," John says finally.

You took your ear away from the door and sit with your back against the door now. Who's Dave? Is he somebody that lost their memory too the same day you did? Is he your friend? Is he your enemy? Or is Dave… you?

_HAHAHAHAHAHA! What now, mystery solvers?