Without a word he started walking toward the bathroom, his mother was putting the bandages away so she didn't see him leave, zoey went after him. Mike closed the door behind him but zoey heard nothing after he entered, she tried not to think about it seeing as the boy was in the bathroom until all of a sudden...she heard voices and they weren't mikes. What the-...,who's he-... She put her ear to the door to listen better. In the bathroom, mike put his hand to the mirror and closed his eyes tightly, he was like this for almost 30 seconds before he actually heard another voice through the mirror. "YES! BULLSEYE!" It was..bue's, mike smiled at this, he had been wanting to look into the darkness and so he felt a little more confident after he hit his head in hopes it might trigger something. Mike released his hand from the mirror and opened his eyes to see bue, mal, and D. Bue and D were throwing knives at a dartboard with pictures of mike and his personalities on it and mal was sulking in a corner, his eyes were squinted and more of his hair covered his face, all three of them were in D's room and the lights were very dim. Mike had a very serious look on his face instead of happiness that his TWO friends were alive(you knew I wouldn't get rid of them for long). He just decided to listen in on their conversation. "So, bue…" D started as he threw another knife into mike's face, he flinched. "So, what?" Bue threw another knife, this time at svetlana, "What do you think of changing your name?" Bue had a confused look on her face. "Whaddaya mean? Change ma' name? What's wrong with 'bue'?" "Nothing, I'm just saying..if you were to change your name, what would it be?" D asked curiously, bue looked confused at first but after some thought, "Buena. Bueno's for boys!" D wasn't surprised since she had been sharing a boy's body, D was the one who named her after all. "Sure...Buena." Bue blushed quickly before focusing back onto the dartboard and continued throwing.
Mal looked up and yawned with a disgusted glare at D. he saw this and his expression changed to annoyed. "What mal?!""You two are sickening, why don't 'ya both just get married...and LET ME LEAVE!" Mal impatiently yelled as his eyes turned black and the dark circles, sharp teeth and black aura came back, this made D smile an evil grin, pissing off mal even more. "Let...me...go!" Mal warned, D didn't care as he put the knives down, leaving bue to continue practicing her aim. "Why don't 'ya just...stay angry, you look much better when you do, I don't even need that fuel anymore, I just simply enjoy seeing the two of you so frustrated, it reminds me of...me!" "I'M NOTHING LIKE YOU!" "Stop bein' in denial 'ya panzie, I 'cept it an' it doesn't botha' me!" Bue interrupted throwing another knife at the board, it was starting to get too full of knives so she started walking up to the board to pull some out while D and mal continued their bickering. "All you wanted was to be with mike, didn't you!" D said in a mocking tone as mal's dark aura got bigger and his eyes looked more evil but remained silent. All I want is to get the HELL outta here! Mal thought with clenched fists. "The look on your face when you were about to be dragged into the darkness was priceless, how scared you looked. It's always amusing whenever one of you loses your 'cool', HA!" D laughed maniacally and when bue finished taking the 23 knives out of the huge dartboard, walked back to where she was standing and took aim once more, she imagined her slingshot and took focus on the board and created a huge picture of D on it and began firing. She also made sure to get D's attention so he could see what she was doing. "HEY!" "TAKE THAT, D!" Mal ran over to bue and picked up several knives and took aim as did bue, they began firing. Then D noticed that with each knife bue flung, her eyes grew darker until they were black.
Mike, meanwhile, was starting to get nervous as he bit his fingernails quickly. What's gonna happen to them? I want them to be okay no matter what, if only I could go into the darkness and get them!...or…, what if…-" Mike cut himself off in mid-thought, thinking about all the stress his mother has been through lately, he didn't want to add more to her heavy load. He looked down...then….some hair came over his RIGHT eye, when he looked back into the mirror and saw a very faint image of his reflection through the seeing mirror he looked just like mal. Then zoey had a feeling that mike would look in her direction and see a shadow by the door, knowing it'd seem suspicious, she decided to lean on the door. (had her legs far away from the door behind her causing a 'michael jackson lean', if you will, against the door so the shadow of her feet couldn't be seen as she continued to remain silent.) It was starting to get late so she assumed that by now, mike's mom would be passed out. Her face was more of seriousness than concern since the bump he secured on that 'landing'. An 'Idea Lightbulb' struck him when he saw how much he looked like mal as a plan formed in his mind. The personalities saw what mike was seeing and became worried, knowing his emotions, they knew he wanted to bust them out anyway he could. They were all deeply concerned with what they thought he was strategizing. Mike noticed that the more the two fired, the angrier they got making them slightly easier to control, when he saw their eyes beginning to turn red he closed his own eyes tightly and turned the mirror back to the way it was as he thought about his ploy. When zoey heard his footsteps on the tiles, she panicked and tip-toed away as fast as a tip-toer could tip-toe(try saying THAT ten times fast haha.). She was halfway down the hall...in the direction of mike's room…. When mike got out he first looked to where his mother was then the other way and saw a frozen zoey, balancing in the most bizarre way, her knee was to her chest in mid-step and was on only 3 of her toes with the foot that was on the ground and she was hunched over as if carrying a large weight on her back (this is rather impossible…). Is she taking gymnastics?