AN: OMG, guys I am SO sorry for not updating in a while. School. I know. I have finals this week.

Plus...this might be the last update for a while. ::ducks:: Sorry, but this is saved on my dorm computer, and my home one sucks. I might update on Wed. or Thurs, I'm just not promising.

However, I give you a humorous update of what happened to the characters during the two month break...I just have one thing to say. Black is this year's pink.

I own nothing but the Wendkos.

Response:

Allison- Thank you for alerting me to the length between my last update. As for Benny/Maureen...well...look at them. We'll see...

WickedElphaba- Love the Daphne. More Benny/Mo love- AWESOMENESS.

Tara rolled over on her side to stare at the alarm clock...

A college dorm room in the real world-

Laura stared at her computer screen. Gah. Why wasn't anything coming? It was almost the wedding, and she had massive plans to get the Benny/Mo thing on...

"What do you think, Joey?" The inanimate face didn't do anything- as if it would, since the Joey in question had been dead for three years. Then her eyes fell on the stack of history readings. "Shiiiiit." She sighed and saved the document. "I'll come back at you guys."

The loft, 1996, Jonathon-verse-

Tara paused in bed. What was I thinking? This was interesting. She didn't know what to do right then. Mark was curled up beneath her, still sleeping.

"I think..." She shook her fiancé. "Wha..." Mark whined.

"Let's fuck."

He cracked an eye open. "What?"

"Let's have morning sex."

"Is this a preview of after the wedding?"

"To tell you the truth...I have no idea."

Maureen had woken up to something completely different. Like another woman in her room.

A short, blonde woman, wearing a BRIGHT pink ensemble.

Mo shook her hair. "Hi. I'm currently suffering a hangover. Tell me. Did I pick you up last night?"

The blonde woman looked shocked. "No, never! I'm your roommate, remember?"

"Riiiight." So, when exactly did you escape from Bellevue?

The blonde looked around the room. "This place is horrenidous." Maureen's eyes bugged out. "Okay, who are you?"

"Galinda Uplands. And you are...?"

"Maureen..."

"Well, Maureen," Galinda said, sitting on the bed, "I'm going to make you my new project."

Tara was drinking a nice cup of coffee. Mmm...she never knew that Mark was that good.

Mimi came running in. "Have you seen Roger yet?"

"No. Why? Did he go somewhere?"

Mimi slumped over the counter, with a stupid happy grin on her face. "He looks so hot."

"Meems, not to infringe on your man or anything, but Roger been hot."

"Mm. You won't understand."

Meanwhile, Joanne called off work, since she woke up that morning looking literally like a baboon.

Some amount of time later, Tara was waiting at the Life for her brother. The whole last week had been interesting. Like the weird plant she found in the kitchen that ending up biting her hand. Mark had grabbed weedkiller and doused the thing with it.

Dave sat across from her. "You called?"

"Yeah. Anything weird happening lately?"

"Define weird."

She raised her eyebrows. "What happened to you and Collins?"

"Oh, nothing. Except the day he started talking with an English accent. Oh, and the time I found a police badge."

"Collins was talking with an English accent?"

David nodded. "What happened to your hand?"

Tara looked at it. "Bloodthirsty plant that I found in the kitchen a few days ago. We killed it. Not before sampling me though."

"Jesus. This is worse than whenever I tried killing myself."

Bangbangbang. Christ. Who the hell was knocking like that? Mimi got herself from the couch and opened the door...to a very strange looking Maureen. "Mo...um...what happened?"

"That's what I'd like to fucking know!"

"Well...um...you know..."

"Goddamnit, Mimi! I'm fucking GREEN."

It was true. Maureen Johnson was a bright green, wearing a pointed witch's hat and a black dress.

"Okay," Mimi said, "How long ago did this happened?"

"Yesterday." Maureen sat down on the couch and folded her arms. "First, a strange woman appears saying she's my roomie, and now this."

"That's all?" Maureen looked away. "What else?" She mumbled something under her breath. "What?"

"Benny was in my bed last week."

"WHAT?"

"Yeah, I know. This was way before the green thing, obviously. And, thank GOD he was as disgusted as I was."

"Why in hell would you sleep with him?!"

Maureen smirked. "Why are you wearing cat ears?"

Mimi blushed, and ripped the headband off. "Nothing...didn't even notice that they were on."

"Uh huh."

"Hey, Tara, hon?" Mark called from the bedroom.

"Yeah?"

"Come here." She walked in. "Yeah, what is it?" And then she saw what he wanted her to. "Mark. You work out?"

"No. But these magically appeared."

Tara grinned. "I liiiike them..."

"I don't!"

"Oh come on! You look hot!"

Meanwhile, a redhead girl was typing furiously on her laptop in the Life. "Fuck...stupid real world influences screwing everything up..."

"So this means that those four guys will leave me alone now?"

The girl snapped her head up at Angel. "YES. And then you can go back to being dead."

"Good. The blond guy gets annoying. And I don't do anything."

"Right right."

Back in the real world-

Laura slammed her Bio text shut. "Braiiin dead." Damn. No one was online either.

Oh wait. Seasons of Love.

I should update... She plugged in her earphones and opened the file. Turning up the playlist, she smiled and started brainstorming, singing along to her playlist, "...you just wanna lay down and cry, not just another birthday, it's thirty-ninety, why..."

PS: I HAD to make the Wicked reference. HAD to, since Idina's leaving...I am devious, muaha.

Ok. Final studying calls. Damn,

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