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Ryan Harper - Ending a story on seven chapters isn't my style. That end would be way too abrupt. I need some more drama before I end this story.

Guest - 1: Thank you! That is exactly what I want to do with characters from comedies. It makes them seem more human. Thank you so incredibly much! This review made my day on a whole new level.

Guest - 2: Thanks a lot! I will definitely tell you more about Malou. I wanna develop her more.

Guest - 3: Thanks, thanks, thanks! Of course I will update.

After eating dinner in a silence where Anne took a loud, deep breath every five seconds, Tom kept looking over his shoulder as if expecting to see Nicky waltz through the door, and the other quads attempted to have a non-verbal conversation using grimaces, head nods and raised eyebrows, Dawn pulled Ricky and Dicky into the closest room where they wouldn't be overheard: the downstairs bathroom. She closed and locked the door behind them.

"Okay - so Nicky's been gone for too long now," she stated shortly. "We need to do something."

"Just a few minutes ago you said we shouldn't do anything," Ricky said.

"Didn't you hear me?" Dawn hissed. "He's been gone for too long."

Ricky and Dicky frowned. Dawn sighed exasperatedly.

"Remember when he ran away when we were eight. He came back after an hour because he didn't want to miss dinner," she explained.

"That was six years ago!" Ricky yelled.

"If he wanted to run away now, I don't think he would come home for dinner," Dicky said.

"It's meatloaf night," Dawn reminded them. "He can't resist it."

Dicky and Ricky exchanged looks.

"Good point."

"I think something is seriously wrong here," Dawn continued, a bit too dramatically.

Finally, her brothers agreed.

"Quaddle," she called. The three of them huddled together, their heads a touch closer than usual now that they were missing a quad.

"Where would Nicky go if he ran away?" Ricky asked.

"Some food place?" Dicky suggested.

"His life doesn't revolve around food," Ricky replied irritably. He switched tone to unsurely suggest, "School?"

"He's not you," Dicky shot back.

"I know!" Dawn piped up. "Malou! Him wanting to spend time with her is the ground reason all of this is happening!"

"Of course!" Ricky exclaimed.

"Who's got her number?" Dicky asked. None of them did anything to show that they did.

"That's a problem," Dawn stated the obvious.

"No, it's not," Ricky said quickly. "Nicky left his phone out in the backyard."

"Then let's get it!" Dawn left the quaddle immediately, and ran out of the bathroom. The boys followed her, and they stopped in the kitchen. Dawn turned to Ricky, and gestured at the outdoor table blocking the door.

"Move it," she commanded.

"What? How?" Ricky asked weakly.

"Do whatever Nicky told Dicky last time we switched."

Ricky nodded, but he wasn't completely convinced he could do, or if he even remembered correctly. He could hear Nicky's voice in his head instructively telling Dicky to concentrate on the object and imagine it moving. He lifted his hand towards the table outside, just like he had seen Nicky do countless times. In his head he imagined that the table flew away. He put energy into it the same way he did when making things invisible. The table outside started shaking lightly. Somewhere in the background Dawn cheered him on. Slowly but surely, the table started moving away from the door. The very second it was around a meter away from the door, Dawn ran up and slammed the door open. Ricky let go of the table, and immediately felt so dizzy he had to grab hold of the work bench behind him.

Meanwhile Dawn and Dicky ran out, and Dawn grabbed Nicky's phone off the table. She pressed the home button, and the screen lit up. For a split second, Dawn did as well. Then her face fell. They needed a code to get in.

"Does anyone know the PIN to unlock Nicky's phone?" she asked unsurely.

Dicky looked over at Ricky, who now had dragged himself out of the kitchen.

"No," they both answered.

"Any guesses?" Dawn gestured for them to give her examples.

"Birthday?"

Dawn let her unsure face disappear and be replaced by disappointment.

"That would be very stupid. We all share one."

"Just try it!" Ricky said, not being in the mood at all for an argument.

Dawn quickly put in 0914, and waited for something to happen.

Wrong PIN.

"Nope," Dawn pursed her lips.

"Is there any number that relates to cooking?" Dicky asked.

"Technically all numbers do," Ricky said.

"What else does he like that his PIN might relate to?" Dawn strictly asked them.

"Ehm...," Ricky looked out over the garden.

"Baking!" Dicky suggested. He looked really proud of himself.

"That's the same as cooking!" Dawn yelled.

"What else does he do?" Dicky asked confusedly.

Dicky's words caused a sudden thought process in Dawn's mind. She had to take a step back to prevent herself from falling over, when suddenly something made sense to her. A whole new light was shining on the situation.

"Wow...," she lowered her voice. "We really do just see him as the quad who cooks."

Ricky also let his eyebrows un-furrow, but Dicky just looked confused.

"Because he is."

"Proves my point," Dawn said. "Proves Nicky's point."

"You're right, Dawn," Ricky said, and a second later his face showed how unusual it felt for him to say the words. "We have to figure out Nicky's code to prove that we see him as more than the quad who cooks."

"Then give me some numbers!" Dawn yelled.

"I don't know any!" Ricky shouted back.

"Fine! Then I'll improvise!"

Dawn furiously pressed the home button on Nicky's phone again, and was once again faced with the PIN code screen. She pressed a random combination. Wrong PIN. The next was just as incorrect. While starting to boil, she let her fingers flow across the screen to spell the simple 1234. The lock screen disappeared.

"Oh," she said in a surprised tone.

"Did you get it?"

"What was it?"

"1234."

"Is he serious?!" Ricky said loudly.

"We don't have time to discuss the worthless code, we gotta call our brother's girlfriend," Dawn went directly to the call app. The seven previous calls were all either from or to Malou. She pressed one of them, and the beeps started going through. While waiting for Malou to answer, Dawn pressed the loud speaker button to enable Dicky and Ricky also hearing.

"Hey!" Malou spoke in a sweet voice on the other side of the phone.

"Hi Malou, it's Dawn, Ricky and Dicky," Dawn immediately made it clear for Malou that it was not Nicky she was talking to. She did not want to know what their phone calls were like.

"Oh," Malou's tone changed in an instant. "Why are you calling me from Nicky's phone?"

"Long story short; Nicky's gone," Ricky explained. "Do you know where he is?"

"I'm sorry, but no. Why's he gone? What's happened?" Malou sounded worried.

"Nothing serious," Ricky said in an attempt to calm her down. That attempt was a bit ruined when Dicky added, "We think."

"So do you have any idea where he's gone?" Dawn interrupted the boys.

"Absolutely not," Malou answered.

"So he's not with you?" Ricky said.

"He isn't," Malou said.

"Okay, bye," Dawn quickly ended the call before Malou could even reply. "What do we do?" she turned to her brothers.

Both of them shrugged. They had hit a road block.

Twenty minutes later, the quads had all done their best to think about other things. Dicky and Ricky had thrown themselves on the couch to watch some Netflax, and Dawn had gone to her room to fold some origami animals. Once her entire bed was covered in swans, she moved down to the living room with the boys.

They were in the middle of an episode of The Raincoat Academy, when they suddenly heard a key in the front door lock. Then the door swung open, and in walked no one but Nicky. The three other quads had all turned to look at him, and when he noticed their shocked faces, he froze in the middle of kicking off his shoes.

"Where were you!?" Dawn shouted irritably.

For a few seconds Nicky was quiet, quite obviously contemplating something in his head.

"Not here," his final answer was.

"Oh thanks, we didn't notice," Ricky rolled his eyes.

"Yes, we did," Dicky leaned in and hissed in Ricky's ear. "That's why we called Malou."

A small snort of laughter was heard from Nicky's end of the room. All the three heads turned there again. There Nicky stood, trying to hide a smile in his hand. Dawn narrowed her eyes and smoothly got off the couch. She went right up to Nicky, and looked him seriously in the eye. His amused smile faded.

"Where were you?" she repeated calmly.

"Fine," Nicky sighed defeatedly. "I went to Malou's house."

Four hours earlier.

"Oh, I'm sorry I have my own life!" Nicky flew off the couch and ran to the staircase. He could feel the tears behind his eyes welling up as he climbed it two steps at a time.

The door to the boys's room was already open, so it was easy for Nicky to go in. He swung his hand back out of habit in a failed attempt to telekinetically shut the door. When the door didn't slam shut on its own, and he had to go back and push it with his hands, everything felt like it was crumbling apart again. It was just like the night when they switched. Flashbacks to that night hit Nicky like a bus when he looked at the door he had shut and the cat toy on his bedside table. Just as quickly as he had entered, he stormed out of the room and ran down the stairs. The other three quads immediately started shouting apologies and other words from the couch, but he ignored them. He went straight to the kitchen, through which he went out into the back yard. Before anyone could follow him, he pulled the patio table to stand in front of the door. Not a long time had passed before multiple chairs had also been dragged there, and another few of the pieces of outside furniture stood in front of the gate in the fence. No one would be able to get into the backyard for a while.

Once Nicky knew he was safe from interruptions, he broke down, very much like the evening of the argument. The only difference was that back then, things started levitating - now his hair switched constantly between scarlet and sapphire blue. Rain was lightly falling down over him, making everything worse. The world was working against him; he was sure of it. Everything was going wrong. His legs were shaking, and soon he fell down on his knees and buried his face in his hands.

Against his will, his mind replayed everything that had gone wrong. He could swear he was subconsciously avoiding every good part of the last few weeks.

His siblings had found out about his relationship with Malou in the worst way possible, and they had immediately tried to put an end to it. Because of that, Dawn had switched their powers with her teleportation abilities. Dicky and Ricky blamed him. Neither invisibility nor shapeshifting felt right for him. Everything was failing. His powers, his relationship with his siblings, and his ability to remain stable.

He could hear his own voice from a few weeks before in his head, shouting, "I mean that the second I have something special, you ruin it!" His sudden outburst had been just as much of a surprise for him as it had been for the others. He had thought about his siblings taking things from him for years, but had never really said anything. The things never really bothered him enough. Telling him he ought to stop seeing Malou had crossed the line by a full mile. Something he had never known was in him had suddenly taken control. From there everything went downhill. Then he was there, in the backyard, tears of mixed fury and sorrow flowing from his eyes. Everything was dark. He wasn't sure it would fix itself again. Would he ever get his telekinesis back? Would his siblings always blame him for switching their powers? Would things go back to normal? He didn't see much hope.

Then, from nowhere, a light appeared in his darkness. It shone with such brightness that Nicky's head automatically lifted from his knees. The most wonderful thing in his life had just came back into his mind with all her glory and happiness. Nicky knew what he was going to do. He pushed himself of the wet grass, ran to the gate and pushed away all of the furniture in front of it. Then he was out.