On a cold, wintery June day, Mark and his beloved camera were snuggled on the couch in the loft and enjoying some quality time together.

"Oh Camera, you make so happy," he mumbled as he hugged his camera close. "God bless the day that I bought you."

"Hey, you make me happy too, baby," said Camera and she blushed and hugged him back. (Because miraculously, this camera seems to have arms. Don't ask me how.)

Mark smiled at the little ancient appliance. "I love you Camera," he confessed.

Camera smiled back at him and said, "I love you too, Marky-doll" as the two shared a long, loving kiss. (Which fogged up Camera's lens LOL)

"EEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! Get a goddamn room, you perverts!" said Benny, who this time came crashing through the ceiling with a harness and rope tied to his bruised, battered, bleeding and now completely paralysed body like James Bond. He landed on the floor in a heap, exclaiming "OWW! That kills!" as he rubbed his back.

Mark and Camera curiously looked at Benny, then looked curiously at each other, then looked curiously at the Muff – uhh, Alison, who randomly popped out of the floor, then looked curiously again at Benny who looked curiously back at them, then looked curiously back at each other, until the next half an hour was just spent with all three of them looking curiously at each other.

After the aforementioned two hours spent of just looking curiously at one another, Benny finally shook his head and said, "Please don't ask. I've had a totally rough day, so let's just leave it at that, ok?"

Mark and Camera slowly nodded. "Sure, Benny."

Suddenly, Roger came storming out of his bedroom where he'd locked himself so he could play Musetta's Waltz 567 times, crossed his arms over his chest and pouted, saying, "Marky! You spend too much time with that stupid camera! Why don't you ever find time for me?"

Mark sighed and faced his secret gay lover. "Rog, baby, I love you so much but I love Camera too. Why can't you guys just get along?" He paused to think for a minute. "Or maybe, we could indulge in a sexy threesome. Does that sound good?" he asked, smiling seductively.

But Roger didn't like this idea too much. "Nombres de Dios, Mark! ¿Cómo atrevimiento piensas tales cosas sucias?" he rambled in Spanish, even though he was as American ashot dogswhile Mimi was the only Hispanic one. (In case that wasn't too obvious with a name like Marquez LOL)

Mark finally relented and held his arms out to his suddenly Spanish rockstar. "Awww, come here Honeybun. Let Mommy make it all better for you." Roger's face finally relaxed into a sexy smile and sothe two of them had hot, wild, monkey sex in the stinky, grime-covered, maggot-infested bathtub.

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Camera and Benny looked at each other again, and Camera said, "Well, I guess that leaves just you and me, Benny."

"Yeah," said Benny, who was somehow magically healed by the magical Rent fairy named Laurel Ducky randomly flew in with her guitar-shaped wand, and was suddenly sitting properly on the couch. "Want a cigarette?" he asked.

"Sure," said Camera, nodding. The two of them then shared a smoke and chatted randomly about being the ones always left out in the story.

We really need to get together tomorrow to figure out exactly what the hell's going on with Benny's random appearances. This is getting as bit too much, thought Camera to herself as she smoked her cigarette, stared at the bathroom door and fantasised about really long film reels while hearing her boyfriend's and his boyfriend's lustful moans.

AAAAAaaaand that this chapter. Stay tuned for some major randomness coming sooooooonnn! And I'm vveerryy excited! –says it like Anthony in the Rent blog- LOL!

Oh, and what Roger actually said was, "How dare you think such dirty things?" So, yeah. LOL