I freaking love Writing… It's so lovely for procrastination. Normally, don't get me wrong, I'm totally against procrastinating. I love getting things done and out of the way… However. I have a paper to have prepped for peer edit tomorrow, and I can't even tell you how bad I don't want to do it. Like… It's sad. It's one of those ones that doesn't actually require any effort, as I have all the sources I need, I just have to WRITE it, and I just don't WANT TO! SO late night for sure… And I couldn't care LESS.

Anyway. Last chapter. Let's get this done…

It was weird seeing James and Kendall sitting next to each other at the table and laughing. Everyone in 2J had all but forgotten the normalcy of their friendship, and watching the two smile while the other was in the room made it sort of feel like they'd phased back through time. However, the various scars littering the boys' bodies and the medicine they were supposed to take made reality always hit hard without fail. Oh, and the animal parts. Those did a good job refreshing their memories as well.

It was also weird to be home still. Every time they looked in the mirror or used an appendage that they hadn't had before, it was basically a transporter to that freaking little white room. Luckily, none of them were alone in that compressing feeling that always came with the thought of those cages. What an awful word…

Logan, personally, felt really uncomfortable being home. Just looking at Kendall made his insides feel like they were turning inside out, and he hated it. It was also weird for him to try to reach out for something, and then remember how his one arm was practically immobile due to how tightly wrapped it was. Luckily, his Carlos saw how he was struggling and was always there to grab him whatever he needed, even if it happened to occasionally be with his tail.

Fortunately for all four boys, the tension that had previously filled the apartment had nearly settled out. Things between James and Carlos were oddly slightly awkward, but the pretty boy had somehow seemed to prove something to the Latino by making up with Kendall. Whatever. Logan hadn't followed that, and Kendall seemed just as confused, but neither was going to look that gift horse in the mouth.

Currently, Logan was curled up with Carlos on the couch, tickling each other's noses with their respective tails in an attempt to see who could go the longest without sneezing. Yeah… the cable had been out for about six hours now? They were running out of things to do by a lot. One more game of twister, and Logan was pretty sure he'd shoot himself in the freaking face.

Kendall and James were playing Clue, and naturally the game was going terribly with only two people, Logan and Carlos having clocked out about a half hour ago. Logan had kept winning, and Carlos had kept loosing… Suddenly, James cleared his throat.

"So are we all cool?" he asked, and there was a certain nervousness to his voice that put all of the boys off a bit. Kendall's eyes seemed to magically become glued to the floor, and Carlos pulled his tail away from Logan's face, threading it between his fingers and Logan mimicking him. The pale boy's nose twitched, his ears doing the same.

"I don't think I have any qualms with anything," he said, locking eyes with Kendall for a moment, watching the fear run across the blonde's face. He put on a reassuring smile, despite the fear that would eventually dissolve eternally welling in the pit of his stomach. "I mean, aside from how itchy some of these scabs are…" he said as brightly as he could in the situation, but then he let his face fall, "And how bad the elevator freaks me out…" His friends all hummed in agreement. Small spaces were freaky. Carlos did his weird little chatter of a laugh.

"I can't even go down my Swirly," he said with a smile, but his eyes looked sad. Logan couldn't help but notice his possessive phrasing… He had thought the slide had smelled distinctly like the shorter boy… James frowned.

"Okay, but that's not what I meant, I mean, like…" James bit his lip, deep in thought as he instinctively traced his stripes through his shirt. Kind of a weird habit, but none of them could exactly judge. "Carlos," he said eventually, snapping out of his trance, "I'm sorry for being a moron," he said, and the lemur's eyes widened, oddly shifting to the weird orangey color that they morphed to in the dark for a moment. A low sound resonated in his throat.

"It's cool," he said slowly, and James clenched his jaw in either embarrassment or acceptance and nodded. A really, really uncomfortable silence fell over the apartment until Kendall smacked his cards face down on the table.

"Professor Plumb with the rope in the foyer!" he declared a bit louder than necessary, his eyes ablaze with certainty. James slipped the answer cards out of the manila, confidential folder in the center of the board and scowled. He didn't even need to tell Kendall he was right before the blonde was dancing around the room, smile wide on his face. "I am such a WINNER!" he exclaimed, and started chasing his tail, energetic from James's loss.

Logan slipped his tail quickly under Carlos's nose, making a face as the other boy sneezed all over it. Gross… even through the fur it felt all wet… "Nasty bro…"

"That's what you get," Carlos retorted, going all feather-duster with his own tail on Logan's head and making him sneeze just the same, Carlos's face reflecting his own. Okay, so yeah… Maybe things were a little off, but somehow? Somehow Logan knew it would be okay… It was funny how things just magically felt better now that they were all friends again. It was corney, but way true… It seemed kind of hokey, but Logan had a feeling they could get through this…

James let out a weird whiney –even on his part- as Carlos clung onto his head like the monkey he was and rode him about the living room, Kendall oddly still chasing his tail, as Logan lay curled up in a ball on the couch.

… Even if they still had to deal with all this wild behavior….

Woot.

Now on the topic of a sequel. It would be, like, 10 chapters most, somewhat Kendall centered, but not in NEAR the way you're thinking, so don't get your little heads in a tizzy, and it would be a little bit before I started it, as I have some things to get out of the way. Thoughts?