It was late and Phil was still vacuuming, body aching and he yawned. Vector came in, wearing white pajamas and drinking some warm milk as he watched Phil clean.

"Alright. Enough vacuuming for tonight, Maid." He said.

"Phew!" Phil said, turning off the vacuum and sitting on the floor, exhausted, but soon got something shoved in his face.

"Now it's time to dust the furniture. Here's a feather duster," he said, throwing the duster in front of Phil, "I'm going to bed." Phil sighed and picked up the duster as Vector laughed, yawned and left.

"I hope Kevin's alright," Phil said to himself in a whisper.

{oooo}

Kevin crawled around in the vents, looking down into each room of Vector's house. He hard a loud yawn and stopped, following it over to another vent, looking down into a bedroom. Vector walked in, stretching his arms up over his head, walking to the bed and taking off his glasses to put them on his night stand. Vector smirked towards his bed.

"Hello there, Mr." Kevin gasped, thinking that Vector had noticed him somehow. "Squibbly!"

"Eh?" Kevin said, looking down as Vector cuddled a Squid plush toy on his bed. It was red, tattered and old. Vector got under his covers, holding the toy over him as he grabbed two tentacles and moved it as if it were skipping around. Kevin felt weird watching Vector, so he just sat down and turned his back to the vent. He heard humming, but so far, no more words came from Vector, but then came small whispers of a child's song.

"Squiddy squid!" Vector sang, making Kevin pull his hat down over his whole face so that he wouldn't be able to hear it anymore. Hearing muffled words, Kevin peeked out of his hat, listening.

"Goodnight Mr. Squibbly." Vector said, snuggling up with his toy and laying on his side.

"Ow," Vector yelled, jumping up as something had stabbed him in the side, "oh, I forgot." He said, grabbing something from his pants and putting them on his nightstand, jingling as they hit the surface; a set of many keys. Vector laid back down and clapped his hands, lights turning off. As soon as his head hit the pillows, he was out.

Kevin pushed the vent back, looking down clearly at Vector. He took off his belt, tying it around a screw, and lowered himself down out of the vent….about ten inches.

'Ugh!' Kevin thought, looking up then down. A cold chill came over him and he noticed that his pants had fallen almost completely off of him. He almost shrieked, not being able to reach them, so he just pulled his shirt down over his private. A ripping noise and a tug caught his attention and Kevin looked up to see his belt ripping.

"Ah!" He yelled, waking Vector.

"What was that? Who's there?" Vector asked, looking around his room sluggishly, still half asleep. Kevin held his belt tighter, hoping that it wouldn't snap. Vector didn't see anyone and fell back to his bed, looking up at the ceiling and seeing a bright yellow blur.

"Well that's weird," Vector said with a blink, "the moon is yellow tonight. Huh." And he closed his eyes and fell back to sleep. Kevin felt so embarrassed. He swung on his belt and it broke, sending him to Vector's side. The plush squid toy bounced off of the bed. Vector stirred and moaned as he reached around for it, Kevin watching his hand as he pulled up his pants quickly.

"Mr. Squibbly?" Vector asked. Kevin looked around frantically, seeing the squid on the floor and leaning over to pick it up and put it back gently into Vectors arms.

"Phew." Kevin said, wiping sweat away from his forehead as Vector cuddled back up with the squid plush. He jumped off of the bed and crawled to the other side. The keys were in his sight. Kevin went and picked them up, making them jingle loudly, and making Vector stir again. He bit his lower lip and looked back and forth from the keys to Vector. Kevin looked towards the bedroom door, it being wide open. Kevin held onto his pants with one hand, and grabbed the keys again with his other. He quickly grabbed the keys and ran with them out the door, jingling loudly and waking Vector.

"Who's there!? Come on out!" Vector yelled, pulling a stun ray gun from underneath his pillow. He grabbed his glasses, putting them on as he ran out into the hallway.

Kevin ran, holding his pants up until he got to Phil.

"Phil!" He yelled. The tired minion dropped his feather duster and sluggishly turned.

"Kevin, you're okay." He said, sounding as if he was talking in his sleep.

"Yeah, and I found the keys! Hurry up and sit down and I'll unlock the chains!" Phil plopped down onto the floor, too tired to even say 'ouch' because he hit it so hard. Kevin came to a halt in front of him, kneeling down and testing out each key quickly. So far, none of them fit the lock.

"Come on out!" Vector yelled from somewhere. Kevin used another key, still not fitting the lock.

"Kevin, just leave me here!" Phil said. Kevin started to sweat.

"I know you're here!" Vector yelled. Another key: nothing.

"Kevin, please go!"

"I'M GETTING CLOSER!"

"Kevin!"

"I can smell you!"

"No!" Finally, Kevin had found a key that fit. He unchained Phil and picked him up off of the floor, running into a wall vent with him and closing it just as Vector ran into the room. Kevin fell onto the floor of the vent, scooting back into Phil as if to guard him. Vector looked around, scanning the room as he held his stun ray gun.

Phil grabbed onto the back of Kevin's shirt, eyes closed tightly. Kevin looked through the vent at Vector, seeing him pick up the shackles and keys and then he started coming closer to the vent. He turned back to Phil, shooing him to move further down into the vent, but quietly. They both walked down and around a corner to yet another tunnel of the house. Kevin heard the vent door open from where they were sitting and he told Phil to stand still. Phil even held his breath and covered his mouth.

"Maaaiiiid," Vector called, "I know that you're in here!" Phil's pupil's shrunk and he shut his eyes, holding his head. Kevin looked at him, seeing that Phil was scared to get caught again. Phil opened his eyes and blinked as he felt Kevin wrap his arms around him.

"He's not going to get you again. I'll make sure of it." Kevin said. Phil blushed and nuzzled his face into Kevin.

"Are you in here?" Vector asked, scooting into the vents. Kevin let go of Phil and walked down the vent. He turned back, seeing that Phil was shivering behind him. Kevin held out his hand to him. Phil blushed brightly, head to the floor as his big brown eyes looked up at Kevin.

"Come on," Kevin said with a big smile and faint pink cheeks. Phil grabbed his hand and Kevin led him through the vents and back to the vent above Vector's room. Kevin had forgotten that he had left the vent opened, and almost fell out, but Phil pulled him back. Kevin had kicked his belt that was still looped around a screw, making it snapped off and hit the floor, the buckle hitting hard and making a loud noise.

Vector heard the noise and crawled out of the vents, running to his room.

"So you're in there, huh?" Vector said, seeing the opened vent in his ceiling. Kevin fell back into Phil, eyeing the opened hole and hearing Vector's voice coming closer.

"Uhhhh," Kevin said, looking around frantically. He and Phil were in deep trouble.