This is picking up right where chapter one left off. Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Where were we?…

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Cory and Shawn made it into Cory's old room and locked the door behind them. Shawn recognized the look in his eyes, and wanted to be in on whatever scheme Cory was cooking up.

"So give…what's on the agenda Mathews? You got me all the way up here now what are we going to do?" Shawn sat down on the nearest bed and waited anxiously.

"I dunno…I was kinda hoping you would tell me," Cory said as he paced in front of the bed. "I know you're the super cool Shawn Hunter and that image works for you. But what am I? The goofy sidekick." He pulled at his kinky hair for emphasis. "You remember when we went to that dance at a different school and everyone thought I was you? It felt really good but in the end it just didn't feel right. What I'm saying is I don't want to be you, but I don't want to be the sidekick anymore either. I want to be someone completely different." He finished and sat down heavily next to Shawn.

"Cor, you've been saying this stuff for years, man. You always talk about how you want to be the cool guy, the dangerous guy, the popular guy. Funny thing is I always thought of you as all of those things."

"I know, I just want to see myself that way. That's why when we were talking about the hair I started thinking maybe I could change my whole style. What do you think?"

"I think we have a lot of work to do, but we need to get a few things first…" Shawn smiled devilishly, grabbed a nearby pen and pad, and started making a list.

A few hours later, Cory and Shawn had ventured out and gathered all the materials they needed to provide Cory with the image he wanted. They decided to pull an all-nighter at the Mathews family home so they could surprise Topanga with the results. All too soon, the night ended and a new day, one that the boys thought to be very promising, had begun.

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The next morning, Topanga sat curled up in an arm chair at the student union as she glared into her cup of coffee. She had been slightly worried but mostly annoyed when Cory failed to make it home, and planned on telling him the minute he came in.

The door swung open and a grinning Shawn walked in with Cory close behind. "Well if it isn't…" She stopped in mid sentence as her husband strode up and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Hello Beautiful," he purred.

He definitely looked different, but she wasn't sure if the change was for the better or not. His hair was straightened out, stood spiked up in various directions, and now sported golden highlights. Small silver hoops dangled from both ears, and a thick silver chain dangled from his neck. He was wearing black leather pants that hung low on his hips, and a sexy blue form-fitting midriff that accentuated abs she hadn't even noticed before. He was wearing a pair of boxy, thick-soled black shoes with silver buckles. "Well at least he accessorized," she thought to herself.

Shawn and Cory sat on the couch and waited for Topanga's response. She stared stupidly at them, not knowing what to say next. Shawn finally broke the silence.

"So…does our boy look hot, or what?"

Hot was not the word she was looking for. There was something about his appearance that made her nervous, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She cleared her throat.

"Sweetie, you look very…nice."

That was not the answer he had hoped for. His brow furrowed and his lips pouted out. "I was hoping for hot, or sexy, or…or…"

"Dude, you're hot!" Shawn interjected.

"Thank you!" Cory flung his arms over his head in exasperation.

"Well if you think he's so hot, why don't YOU marry him?!?" She blurted out.

"I see how it is. Come on Shawn, if my own wife doesn't appreciate the new me, let's find people who do." The boys stormed out without looking back.

That's when it hit her. While she was strangely attracted to her husband's new look, she realized what was so peculiar about it. He looked unbelievably sexy, completely erotic…and undeniably gay. She had just insulted the love of her life and sent him off with another man looking like the biggest stud in the gay corral. She jumped up and bolted out of the door, determined to find Cory before he could make a fool of himself, or before a certain someone could make a fool of her.