Fliqpy sat Flaky down on the couch in front of her TV.

"let's watch something YOU wanna watch for a change, I'm just gonna go head to the bathroom." He winked at her and Flaky smiled cutely as the soldier casually strolled out of the room. Flaky picked out a movie and popped it in for the TV, the minute it came on, it was blaringly loud. So she didn't hear the sound of glass breaking or duct tape being pulled. Once she finally found the remote after nearly 10 minutes of searching, she got the volume turned down, Flaky just heard the bathroom fosset running for a few minutes, followed by the door opening. Fliqpy walked out, pretending to pant as though he'd just been in some fight. Flaky turned to look at him and saw two boys in green over his shoulders like sacks of flour.

"Don't worry, Flaky. I caught these two perverted burgalars trying to steal some of your underwear, luckily I caught them in time and knocked them out." Fliqpy told her calmly.

"Wait, what's that big stain on your shirt?" Flaky wondered with a worried expression.

"Oh, this? One of them tried to drown me in the bathtub so I got a lot of water on my shirt. I'm just gonna take these two outside and have a word with them, I think they're waking up." Fliqpy lied as he thought about how much fun he had smashing their heads together. Flaky nervously nodded. The minute he left, she ran to the door and looked out the peephole.

"Why would there be THREE perverts at my house all on the same day? Whom Flippy saved me from all of them..." She thought aloud and decided to head back to her bedroom. Broken glass sprawled out all over the floor, blood splattered all around, a torn up and bloody scarf. Her underwear drawer open and some of it's contents hanging from the edges. She then heard her front door open. Flaky froze, now coming to the full realization of what happened. She slowly made her way into the hallway and saw Fliqpy standing at the end of it, shirtless.

"Uh...ehehe, I didn't think you'd want me to sit on your couch with a damp jacket or cuddle up to a wet shirt." He chuckled, still imitating Flippy until Flaky came into the light and he saw her eyes full of tears. It was only then that Fliqpy remembered how different his bare body was from his counter-part and Flaky could tell. Fliqpy's face changed from lighthearted and bubbly, to deadly serious as a shadow was cast across his face, covering his eyes when he tilted his head down.

"So...you figured it out?" He asked, now using his own normal deep voice. A sweat drop streamed down Flaky's face. She tried to muster up enough courage to speak.

"How long have YOU been in control?" She asked, glaring, but on the inside she was terrified.

"Since yesterday..." He told her calmly. He began to walk towards her slowly.

"Y-y-you stay away from me! St-stay back!" Flaky ended up backing herself into a corner.

"What's so bad about me, anyway? Have I ever once done anything to you? You seem perfectly unharmed to me." He slams his hands next to the sides of her head, stilling her there.

"H-h-ho-how...how do I kn-know you won't hurt me?!" She trembled.

"Well, for one thing, the two of us both love you. No matter who's in control, that doesn't change...-" Fliqpy's eyes start wondering towards her chest. "-...Much." Flaky's eyes begin wondering as well towards Fliqpy's abs and chest hair, she's blushing more than him though. This makes him smirk, but she tries to hide it, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing she's interested.

"What exactly does he have that I don't?!" His facial expression of lust quickly snapped to anger and impatience, frightening Flaky and bringing her back to reality.

"I...I...I-I uh...I don't...he has...y-you are...I'm ah um..." She stutters until Fliqpy lifts her chin and kisses her passionately. Flaky's very confused and begins blushing again until she remembers whom she's kissing and she pushes him off her.

"Y-you need to go..." Flaky told him, still bright red and her voice was shaky and hesitant.

"Really? 'Cause it sure doesn't look like you want me to..., darling." He said in a cocky tone and grinned, showing his teeth.

"D-d-do-don't call me that!" She nervously demanded.

"Hehe, well, if that's really how you feel then-" Fliqpy started before lightning struck loudly outside and rain pouring was heard soon after. He just shrugged and started walking towards the door. When he opened it, Flaky felt an enormous amount of guilt wash over her upon seeing how heavy it was storming. She ran to slam the door before Fliqpy could step outside.

"I don't want FLIPPY to get sick! I couldn't care less if it was you, ok?" Flaky shut her eyes and ducked her head away so she wouldn't have to face his predictable sneer and evil eyes piercing through her soul.

"Heh! Alright, where should I sleep? On the couch or...-".

"-No! The couch is fine!" Flaky knew exactly what he was thinking, started turning red and just ran to her room. Fliqpy shrugged it off with a smirk.

She's so cute when she's embarrassed. He chuckled to himself as he got comfy on the couch and turned out the lights and tried going to sleep. Just a little while into his deep dreaming, he began having nightmares of Flaky and something happening to her. Most of which involve her death.

Long story short, Flaky woke up to find Fliqpy cuddling up next to her. She found it cute...until she looked down and saw where his hands were... On her breasts and he was drooling as though fantasizing about something...odd. She turned bright red and shoved him off the bed but he remained asleep and snoring.