Annabeth Everdeen: Michael lives, I can't kill him off. I might need him. ^_^ thanks!

Reflections of Twilight:Yep! And it's my fault I got sick...then again I do get sick every December so it may be half my fault and half the temperatures.

FionaTheNerd:thanks!

Animation Universe 2005:Thanks!

MORGAN:Your argument is invalid! (I'm sorry, I wanted to say that. I've always wanted to.) First off, Taylor didn't break up with most of the guys. Joe Jonas and something Kennedy did. And she's really nice but like all of us, lack in relationships. She should just take a break on dating. And second, who cares about Harry Styles?! She's dating someone, she's dating someone. I just found it funny that One Direction is a band on love and Taylor's mostly on breakups...if they broke up...I'd love to see One Direction do a song on that! (Sorry for that...but meh. I'm more of a YouTube fan so I really don't know non-celebrities that much nor do I care. Call me when there's a movie with only youtubers then we'll talk!) And also, I made writing a parody version of 'We are never ever ever getting back together' to my ex: who says his life is miserable...A 1 or 2 day date...that was around last November...I need to be out of his life.

Alright, so first off: thank you, Night Owls so much for the feel better comments! Means so much! And second off...I got nothing. Except...the Connecticut school shooting...OH GOD DON'T REMIND ME! I'M GONNA CRY!

"How are you feeling?" Scene asked once she was allowed to see Intern 2.

"I'm feeling fine. Better than yesterday, I suppose. Is Michael okay?"

Scene didn't know what to say. She had seen Michael the day before but didn't know if he was mentally alright. She couldn't lie to him, "I really don't know on the inside. He's still breathing, though."

"Oh." Was the only response that slipped from him. He couldn't think of anything else to say. He changed the subject, "So how do you think everyone at MyMusic is doing?"

She had completely forgotten about that, "I completely forgot about that. I'll call Indie." She left the room and called Indie, "Hey Indie. It's Scene. Look, Intern 2 and I might not be in for a couple of days. He got shot and I'm going to look after him." She hung before he could reply. She didn't want any rude replies from him.

The next 3 days were very crucial. The doctors say he'd be allowed to be out of the hospital once he made a full recovery. In other words, once he stops waking on and off and when the pain lessens. Sometimes what he said never made any sense no matter how much it seemed like he himself was answering it and to make things worse: he had a slight case of amnesia. It was a temporary side effect from the medication he was taking.

They eventually switched the medication but he only got a little of amnesia which the doctors say will wear off. But for the first time he got amnesia, it was terrible. He couldn't remember a single thing. His name, his job, his friends and even his own girlfriend. By the second day, they switched medication and everything was starting to restore. But names suddenly became tricky. It'd wear off by the third day.

The third day finally came by and he was allowed to leave. But he was given strict orders to just take it easy for the next 3 weeks. He was allowed to return to work in 4 more days but won't be allowed to carry anything heavy. And in particular, Indie wasn't allowed to use him as furniture.

Michael barely spoke to Intern 2 for those 4 days. He made as little talk as possible and would offer to help silently. He was even shocked when Intern 2 dropped the criminal charges against him. But he could barely look at him anymore. It was his fault he shot him when he became a maniac.

He knew Scene was glaring at him. She had every right to hate him. But he decided to just keep living. Just do it and try to move on. After all, Intern 2 was her family. And he tried to take that away when he didn't know. He loved her and he was the only person who loved her more then she thought. She was alone with no family and Intern 2 was her only one.

And he just decided to shot him with no thought.

"Hey look, I know you're mad at me but that makes no right for you to hold a grudge against me." Michael said when he saw Scene in the kitchen, alone.

"I'm not holding a grudge, Michael. I'm holding a grudge because you're not talking to him." She replied folding her arms.

"God, it seems like I can't do anything right with you!"

"It's what you're not doing is right. Talk to him. It will help."

"Alright." Michael grumbled and then walked over to Intern 2, who was sitting on the couch typing in his laptop. He sat down next to him. He didn't really want to do this.

"Hey, Michael." He said closing his laptop.

"Hi...," Michael sighed, "I-I'm rea-"

"Michael, I forgive you and I didn't press any charges against you. I thought you knew me well enough to know that I'm forgivable." Intern 2 interrupted, not wanting Michael to apologize.

"So we're cool, then?" He asked suspiciously.

"We're cool, Michael."

And Michael finally was able to relax. And his method of relaxing was to go partying with his girlfriend. Even Intern 2 didn't mind it because he was glad Michael was himself. He could be so fragile at times but can be a partier. And he wouldn't go to those parties and get himself drunk even if the human race depended on it.

Scene and Intern 2 finally got back to MyMusic only to find that Loco Uno was hosting a company picnic for Y rithguad. And then things went downhill. With Scene putting avacodo in the egg salad, Tina went to a metal head and pulled Intern 2 from his chair, who was reading a book. Luckily, Tina didn't punch or kick him from where he got shot or things would have gotten worse. She might have but it only resulted in just huge pain.

But things then got worse because Loco Uno ended up firing Idol, Metal, Techno and Dupstep for being 'posers'. And with them out, Loco Uno and Indie hired new staffers for Loco Uno's hopes of making MyMusic, 'all hipster'.

"So what type of bands do you despise?" Hipster Idol asked the non-hipster Scene.

"I'm more of a Scene kid as you can see!" She said trying to be cheerful around her new co-workers.

"I see the kid but where's the Scene?" Was her reply before she walked away.

Scene slumped in her chair in defeat.

"Intern 2! Scene! Come to the office now. We'd like to have a word with you." Indie said opened the door so only his head popped out.

They walked to the office, hoping it wasn't anything bad. The office lights were dimmed. That can't be good.

"As you can see, we are trying to make MyMusic even more hipster." Loco Uno said as she gestured to the hipster staffers.

"But then that must mean..." Intern 2 thought aloud.

"Yes. We'll need you to become hipsters or we can have these as your replacements."

Loco Uno turned on the lights and revealed what seemed like the hipster versions of themselves.

"Meet hipster Scene and hipster Intern 2. Your choice." Indie said.

Scene and Intern 2 looked at each other. This can't be good. Of course there free interns but there was more to their internship. They signed up to a program where if you work more hours then given, you get paid by the program. And the pay was good enough to pay for rent. So Michael might pay for Intern 2's rent for a while but as for Scene...who knows what will happen?

But then again: MyMusic hasn't become MyMusic anymore ever since Hip Hop, Techno, Dupstep, Metal and Idol left. They wouldn't last a day as being hipsters. They both looked at their replacements, Loco Uno and Indie then back at each other. They both gave a small nod.

"Indie, we made a decision." Intern 2 began.

"Good. I expect you to co-"

"We quit."

"Wait what?"

"We're quitting. If you won't let us be ourselves, then we're done here. We'll find another job where we can be ourselves," Scene said, "Goodbye, MyMusic. Or whatever's left of it." And they both left, not showing regret.

They could worry about rent and money later.

Let's get our minds off the Conneticut shooting okay? So there's this 9 year old boy named Dalton Dingus and he has Cystic Fibrosis: a deadly illness. He's not gonna live long so what's his dying Christmas wish? To hold the Guiness World Record for largest amount of Christmas cards received. I already made 2 so I'm gonna make more. I hope you guys will do it as well. :)
Also, in the poll it seems like 'Maybe this Christmas' by Shane Dawson one shot will take the lead. I'm still doing voting until the 21st so go on and vote! And it's about time I made a book cover for this story!