A/N: I'm back, everybody, with another chapter of this wonderfully weird fanfic! before you indulge yourself in my insane writing, a few notes:

-The formatting for the conversations in the remainder of this fic ais the same as in the first chapter.

- This will only get weirder as you continue on.

- Any fav, follow, or review is appreciated.

Speaking of which, thank you to ComplicatedyetSimple for reviewing the first chapter.

But enough idle chatter, enjoy!

Noah woke up in heaven. Or what heaven would feel like if it existed. He lay on his back, still trying to hold on to the feeling of Mal's well-toned muscles on his scrawny body. They had been on each other for hours the night before, talking. Which turned into something more. All he could say was, Mal was an AMAZING kisser.

When he lifted his head from the pillow, he saw that Mike had regained control, as Mal's bags had left his eyes, yet his hair still fell on his face. A face that had so captivated him...

Wait, Noah thought, what the hell am I doing here? Mike is my COUSIN. And I slept with him?

No, I slept with one of his personalities, not Mike. That sort of justifies it. Right?

Noah quickly crept out of the bed, his bed, ignoring the sudden aching pain in all areas of his body. He got dressed again, this time in pajamas, sat down in the dining room with some breakfast, and quickly pretended nothing had happened when he saw Mike walk in with his shirt on backwards.

Mike woke up the next morning on a bed, his shirt out of sight and his jeans slightly pulled off his waist. The covers had been shed in a pile on the floor. His hair covered his face, which was odd. He couldn't remember much of the night before, but based on the muscle aches he felt everywhere, it had been more pleasant for whoever had been in control.

He slowly got up, stretched, and pulled his shirt from the floor and over his tired body. He didn't care if it was on correctly, so the tag stuck out. He sagged down to the dining room, where Noah was intently reading the book he had been the night before while slowly eating a bowl of cereal.

Mike: Morning, Noah.

Noah: *mumbles* Morning, Mike.

Mike: Did you sleep okay?*slides into the seat across from Noah*

Noah:*tenses up his shoulders and his overall position* Yes, I had a good night's sleep, who wants to know?

Mike: *raises eyebrows* Just, wanted to make sure you got enough rest! You seemed kind of tense last night. What I remember, anyway.

Noah: So, what DO you remember from last night?

Mike: I remember us talking, and you were bad-mouthing Alejandro, then I kind of blanked out. I woke up on your bed, though. I think one of my personalities came out without me noticing. Did YOU notice anything?

Noah: *trying to act nonchalant but failing miserably* NoIsawnothingithougtitwasyouthewholetimeitsnotlikeisleptwithhimoranythinghahaha.

Mike: What?

Noah: Nothing. Don't worry about it.

Mike:*still doesn't believe him* I'm going back to sleep. I feel like I got ran over by a truck.

Noah: yeah, you do that. On the couch though, not on my bed again.

Mike: Ok…

Mike fell onto the couch in the living room and immediately fell asleep, waking in his subconscious. Chester, Svetlana, and Vito were playing Go Fish(why not the reference?) and Manitoba was practicing his lasso skills.

Mike: Did one of you guys slip out last night?

Chester, Svetlana, and Vito: Huh?

Manitoba: What are you talking about, mate? We were in here the whole time. All four of us.

Chester: Yeah! I didn't need to come out, you were having a fine old time with your cousin.

Svetlana: Svetlana wanted to say hi to Noah, but she knew Mike wouldn't want her to.

Vito: Yeah bro, the little twerp was egging you. I didn't want to get in the way.

Manitoba: *slightly bitter* And I was busy, exploring the mind as I do all the time locked up in here.

Mike: Then who was it? I thought I still had control, even after you guys came back.

Svetlana: Svetlana thinks there could be someone else who slipped out of Mike's brain!

Mike, Vito, Chester, and Manitoba: Who, Svetlana?

Svetlana: *sighs and rolls her eyes* It is obvious, is it not? The Malevolent One!

*everyone gasps*

Mike: That makes so much sense! It explains why I woke up in Noah's bed, with my shirt off, and Vito didn't come out! And my hair was in my face, it never does that in the morning! I'm going to go talk to him.*starts to walk away from everyone*

Svetlana: *grabs his arm before he gets too far* Be careful, Mike. He still has the evil bitterness from when we defeated him.

Mike: I will be, Svet. Don't worry.

Congratulations! You've reached the end of the second chapter. Please review if you have any strangely strong feelings about this, positive or negative. Or questions.

Thanks y'all!