Chapter Three: Dance, Dance…

Sasha looked at Cali in a panic. "Hide!" He whispered to him frantically.

Cali raised an eyebrow. "What?" He didn't whisper.

Sasha put his hand on the insane dentists shoulder, pushed him to the ground, and literally kicked him under the couch, before he even had time to mutter an "ow".

Sasha looked up to the stairs and called, "I'm down here, Agent Vodello!" He tried to sound as if he didn't have a crazy person, or a person with a crazy history, hiding under his couch. He hoped to find himself successful.

Milla waltzed herself down the stairs and her face lit up when she saw Sasha. While she walked over to him, she cooed, "I love that shirt you're wearing, Darling!"

Sasha smiled. He loved getting complements from her. He loved her. He tried all he could not to show it, because he embarrassed himself, but he loved her. He noticed her staring at his shirt, which glee, because he was finally wearing something other than a sweater, he realized that, she could be staring at his so called "bite" marks. He grabbed the button from his collar and slipped it through the button whole. "Thanks." He laughed, very solemnly. "I like you're dress." He looked down at the formal wear she had on, and realized, she wanted him to come some place with him. "Why are you so dressed up?" He asked nervously.

She smiled. "I wondered when you would notice!" She said cheerfully. "There's going to be a party! All the Psychonauts will be there and I don't have a date! Will you come with me?" She asked, talking at a mile a minute.

Sasha smiled. If all the Psychonauts would be there, why wasn't he invited? He wondered to himself. He figured they all knew that he didn't like parties, which was true, but he still felt slightly left out, but not to a point where he was that upset.

Should I go to the dance with Milla? He thought for a good half a second before his subconscious answered, "Of course." for him. Shit. What did I get myself into?

Milla's smile got wider. "Oh thank you, Darling!" She said and hugged him. "You have a hour to find out what you are going to wear!" She informed, randomly. "What are you going to wear?"

Meanwhile, under the couch Cali was getting bored listening to their conversation. Sasha was going to a part with Agent Milla Vodello, the love of his life, blah, blah, blah, he understood. He understood Sasha loved Milla long before he realized knew how good Sasha looked in a button down shirt. That was a strange comment. He thought to himself. Since he was stuck now at Sasha's base, he realized how…good, Sasha looked. Physically. Okay, that was stranger. He thought about his orientation a moment, wondering if he was gay, before he was distracted by a spider in the corner of the couch, right above the front left leg…

Sasha looked at Milla as he had just told her he like the earring choice she made, which was mostly just to flatter her. He waited for Milla to say something after the "Thank you" but only silence happened.

Milla looked at the floor, then up at Sasha nervously. Then, she started talking. "You know, after these past couple of months working with you, I've really noticed I-"

"Fuck! It bit me!"

Cali withered from under the couch and watched the spider crawl up to its nest.

Milla screamed and psi-blasted Cali, unexpectedly, against a black wall.

Sasha bit his lip and ran over to Cali, writhing in pain. Sasha kneeled down to his side and asked, "You okay?" He grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up.

Milla looked stunned. "You're helping him?" She asked in disbelief. She looked at Cali. "You're alive?" She practically screamed.

Cali, who was finally to his feet even though his ankle was in unbearable pain, looked up at Milla. "Yeah, so what, Agent Vodello?" He mocked at her.

Sasha ran over to Milla and put his arm around her feminine shoulders. Cali thought Sasha looked stupid trying to make it seem like he loved Milla but tried to hide it. It almost felt like he was taking a side with Little Miss Slut across the room. As if he was saying Oh, I don't know what he's doing in my lab, Hot Stuff, let's kick him out into the streets then go make love.

What am I saying? He asked himself. Why was he, mentally, being mean to Milla? Was he Jealous? No, he couldn't have been. Why would he be jealous? He hardly knew, Sasha, and he didn't even like him very much. But he liked him enough to stay at his lab…and watch TV with him…and lie under his couch for him…and to mentally yell at his "girlfriend" because he was jealous.

Oh my god…I do like men! He mentally yelled to himself. Not just men in general, but Agent Sasha Nein!

He looked at the floor nervously and bit his lip. He never knew he liked men like that, but he had realized it now that he did. Or maybe it wasn't men, maybe it was just Sasha. He thought about it. He thought about men for a moment. All men, even guys with their cloths half off realizing that it wasn't making him think any different. So yeah, it was just Sasha. He wondered if he liked girls. He thought about girls, mostly Milla, since she was in the room, with her cloths half off. Yeah, he liked girls.

"Milla," Sasha said trying to comfort her. "Dr. Laboto, or Cali, as I call him, is going to be staying here with me for a while." He told her and watched her try to process all the information he had just thrown at her.

Milla looked at him puzzled. "Do the Psychonauts know about this?" She asked, angry.

Sasha shook his head. "Oh, no!" He told her. "And we're not planning on them finding out. So please, please, please, please, don't tell them!" He begged. Why was he begging so badly for Milla not to tell them? Why did he want Cali around? He thought a moment, and came to the conclusion that he actually, sort of liked Cali. Cali was…entertaining and the more he was around him, the more…complete he felt.

Milla looked at Sasha, astonished for a moment, then went, slightly irritated. "Why do you want him around so badly?" She whisper asked.

Sasha thought about telling her the truth. He thought about saying that in some twisted, feminine sort of way, Cali completed him, and that he needed him around. Just like a best friend, which, he thought, was defiantly something that he needed. Or, that he needed someone who would help him with his problem of vampire bites, or whatever it really was. Instead he shrugged and said, "I dunno." He sighed and then muttered, "I kind of…want him around."

Milla looked angrier than ever. Cali looked happier than ever.

"Why do you want him around?" She asked agitated. "He's insane! He stole you're brain! He's dangerous!"

How the hell am I dangerous? Cali asked himself.

"He's not dangerous!" Sasha told her. "I ran a couple of tests, to see if he was insane, and he's not." This was a lie though he didn't really believe Cali was insane anymore anyway. He didn't know why, but he was quite sure that he wasn't.

Milla sighed. "Alright, I'll believe you." She told him. She looked at Cali, who had his arms behind his back and was staring at the floor, and she sighed again. "Cali, do you mind if I borrow Sasha to take him to a party."

Cali looked up at her and smiled. "No, by all means, go right ahead." He smiled. "I'll just…lie here and watch TV, and be a freeloader." He smiled cunningly and sat on the couch, with his head still facing them.

Milla looked at her watch, and then she looked at Sasha. "We have about forty five minutes until the party I'm going to take you shopping." Here she smiled, almost flirty and waited for Sasha's approval.

Sasha smiled as brightly as he could, which wasn't very bright. He didn't like parties or shopping, but anything for Milla. "Okay, one second." He looked at Cali who was waiting for dos and don'ts. "Cali, there's bound to be something in fridge or something because I'll probably be out late. So, eat anything you can find. Also, don't go outside." He paused. "I don't want the Psychonauts or the kids to see you okay?"

Cali nodded, smiling. "Aye, aye captain!" He said cheerfully. "Have fun!"

Sasha smiled and him as Milla grabbed his arm and pulled him out of his lab.

Cali sighed, smiling to himself and turned up the TV. He lied on the couch, and decided to let all of his thoughts unravel.

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It's late. I can't sleep. Make me happy:D