"Libby!"
Libby stared at the boy for a moment. She wasn't sure if this was the real Sheen or Micamenshia and she wasn't about to take any chances.
"Ok, I know this is going to sound kind of weird, but what's your name?"
"Duh Libby! It's Sheen!" he said, beginning to wonder if this was the REAL Libby.
She smiled brightly at him, "Just checking. Now where are Cindy, Jimmy, and Carl?"
Sheen explained the entire situation to Libby and they walked back down the hallway.
"HALT!"
"Don't worry, babe. I'll handle this," Sheen said, "Um..Dudes I am your future chief person! Bow down to my future chief chief ness!"
"Ah but that is where you are wrong, imposter. I am the REAL future chief Micamenshia."
The two boys turned to face one another and stared momentarily.
"Libby, that boy has my face!" Sheen said, still staring at the twelve year old in front of him.
"Hey! Does that mean you're you or am I you? Or are you me? This is SO confusing!" Micamenshia said, poking Sheen on the shoulder.
Then both boys smiled and said, "You are one handsome dude!"
Libby rolled her eyes, "Uh..I hate to spoil the fun but future chief dude, your supposed "leader" is an evil talk show host out to destroy a friend of ours and we'd REALLY like to save him anytime in the near FUTURE!"
"Wow, she's touchy!"
"Just wait until you meet Cindy!"
"GUYS!"
Back to Jimmy and Cindy
"There's nothing I can do unless those guards get distracted!" Jimmy said, sadly.
"SO, in other words, our fate is in the hands of my best friend and a guy that swims in the toilet? GREAT!" Cindy plopped down on the floor and sighed.
"Hey, he's not the bad!"
"Trust me. I've heard Sheen isn't all the bad from Lib...never mind."
"Well, I don't talk about YOUR friends!"
"That's because MY friends are normal. You hang out with a llama obsessed germ magnet and a boy that practically lives for the stupidest TV show ever made!"
"Cindy, I can't believe us! We're in a prison cell in the middle of nowhere waiting for our deaths and we are still arguing! And the bad part is I HATE ARGUING WITH YOU!"
Cindy looked up at the boy as he said those last words and asked, "You do? I thought the highlight of your life was arguing with me?"
"Yeah, well quite the opposite actually. I like when we get along. It doesn't happen very often but sometimes, for that brief minute we're friends. And that's why I put up with the argueing. Because I love those little minutes where we're friends!"
"Me, too."
They smiled at each other, and would've kissed right then and there had they not heard the noise up the hall.
"I bet it's the guards coming to get us!" Cindy said, eyes turning panicky.
"Well, we won't go down without a fight!"
They both got ready to pounce on whoever was around that corner.
"Hey chill! It's just us!" came a voice.
"Libby! You're here!" Cindy said, then turned toward Micamenshia, "With the guy that tried to kill us."
"No, Cindy! That was never future chief dude's idea!" Sheen said.
"Yes, it was that evil talk show host dudes!" Micamenshia said.
Jimmy's jaw dropped as he looked from one boy to the other, "No way! This goes against every law of hereditary science! Unrelated twins?"
"Oh you think it's weird they look alike: watch this!" Libby said, "Ultra Lord."
"WHERE?" both boys said, jumping up and down.
"Wow. I guess now I've seen everything!" Jimmy said.
"Come on. We have to get out of here before Meldar gets back," Cindy said, "Where's Carl?"
"He was just here a minute ago. Where could he have gone?"
"Looking for this, jelly bags?"
