A/N: Ok, so I wasn't happy with how 'Boredom' ended, so I decided to add another chapter, officially making this a two-shot. So here:

"Oh c'mon, Chris. Not you too," I pouted.

Matt began to move then. He mumbled something incoherent. "Shh… go back to sleep, Matt," I whispered.

He moaned, and sat up, his eyes still closed. He rubbed them until the red, before he finally, slowly opened them. "Mmm…"

"Morning, sleeping beauty," Chris teased.

"S'ut up," Matt frowned. "Can we play now?"

I sighed. "Matt, can't you just sleep?"

"No. I gotta pee," he got up and stumbled out of the room much like Dom had. Through the thin walls, they heard loud thumping. Thump, thump, thump. Then the sound of a toilet being flushed, and the faucet running.

He came back out a few minutes later. "Did you wash your hands," Chris asked him.

"Yes."

"Did you use soap?"

Matt didn't reply, only turned around and went back into the bathroom. We heard running water again, and he came into the living room once more. "Let me smell 'em," Chris said.

Matt walked up to him, held his hands out, and sighed as Chris inhaled loudly. "They're good."

The read-headed man plopped back on the couch next to me, and I watched as he got comfortable. Tucking his legs under his body, he leaned against my shoulder, burying his face in my arm. "I'm bored," he mumbled.

"Matthew James Bellamy. If you say that one more time, I swear, I'll get up and sing," I threatened.

His head shot up, worry etched on his face. "You wouldn't." It was no secret that I probably had the worst voice on earth. They constantly teased me about it, but I would only shrug and sing louder.

"I will. I brought my CD's, and I'm not afraid to sing 'Undisclosed Desires'." Matt, still not taking me seriously, thought he would test the waters.

"But Cass, I'm so bo-o-o-ored…" he said.

I stood up fast, startling both him and Chris. I ran into the bedroom, being careful not to wake the sleeping Dom, and tiptoed over to my bag. I shuffled through it, looking for my CD case, and pulled out The Resistance.

I walked quietly out of the room, closing the door carefully, and ran back down the hall, into the living room.

The two boys watched silently as I put my CD in, and changed it to track 3.

"I know you've suffered,

But I don't want you to hide.

It's cold and loveless,

I won't let you be denied!" I wailed.

"Soothing,

I'll make you feel pure.

Trust me

You can be sure!" I raised my voice impossibly louder for the chorus.

"I want to reconcile

The violence in your heart!

I want to recognize

You're beauty is not just a mask!

I want to exorcise

The demons from your past!

I want to satisfy

The undisclosed desires in your heart!"

By the time I had finished the song, they were both on the floor, clutching their stomachs in laughter.

"I told you," I said breathless.

"But Cass," Chris struggled to say through his cackling. "I'm bored too."

"That's fine, I brought Origin of Symmetry, too," I smiled as they both looked at each other, knowing they were in for it now. Origin of Symmetry meant 'Micro Cuts'.

As I did to get The Resistance, I hurried to get my other CD. I came back and switched the two discs, ignoring Matt and Chris' pleas. I warned them.

Pressing the forward button to get to number 7, I smiled as the intro started.

"Hands are red with your blame

Megaphone screaming my name

Whimpers someone I should've loved

Souls weeping above." And as I had with the other song, my voice got louder for the upcoming part, as well as higher.

"I've seen what you're doing to me

Destroying puppet strings

To our souls!"

Once again, at the end of the song, they were both holding their gut, and gasping for breath.

"Ok, ok. I'm not- I'm not bored anymore," Matt breathed out.

"That's what I thought," I told him.

Just then, Dom came into the room. "Hey guys," he yawned. "What's all that noise?"

"Oh nothing," Chris said. "Cassie here was just putting on a little concert for us."

"Would it be safer if I just went back to bed?"

"Probably."

Instead, he plopped down on the floor, laying down and resting his head on his arms behind him, the picture of ease.

Matt, Chris and I took our seats as well, sitting as we had before: Chris in the recliner and I stretched out on the sofa with Matt's head in my lap. "Mmm…" I mumbled, concentrating on the small braid I was currently making in Matt's hair.

Dom let out an almighty yawn just then. "You know, I'm kind of bored."

"I'll go Absolution," Chris said.

"I'll go get the microphone," Matt got up.

Dom didn't even know what he was in for.