Disclaimer: I don't own Rent, yadda yadda yadda

AN: I'm sorry I haven't updated, but I've been putting up updates for Nobody Knows, a story written by Katy (QuixoticLover) that you should definitely go read now! And review, too! Okay, yeah, the updates were pre-written, but I needed an excuse. And Ducky's away, so she can't nag me to update. And a Rent RP I'm taking over the part of Maureen for Ducky for is sapping my writing mood and my muse :P But don't you worry, Katy will be back on Friday and Ducky should be back soon after, so I'll update lots : D And I transferred some characters from But I Die Without You, since they don't exist in that story yet… sorry for being a poopy idea-moocher, Kateh :P But I only slightly mooched the idea! I made it my own! And sorry, readers, for making this uber-weird :P

Angel woke up to the sound of her beeper. 11:00 already? Why had she slept in? She swallowed her AZT pill dry. Oh. Now she remembered staying up late with Collins. They had watched a few sappy chick flicks while Angel gorged herself on a mysterious box of chocolate; she had refused to stop trying every chocolate until she found the Roman nougat, her favorite. Collins had been left with all the dark chocolate, which he whined about incessantly until Angel figured out a different use for said dark chocolate. One thing had led to another, and they had ended up finally falling asleep wrapped in each other's arms at 5 am. After stroking Collins' hair and giving him a peck on the forehead, Angel swung her legs out of the bed and into her blue fuzzy slippers. She was about to walk out into the main room when she realized two things: one, she was still naked, and two, there were people talking. She tugged a green bathrobe out of her closet and pulled it on, then pressed her ear to the door.

"Meepa, there's no way they'd be up already. You heard them when we tried to drop the medicine off last night. I bet they were up 'til 5, and they're sleeping like logs."

"She's right, Katy, they're probably still wrapped in each other's arms, dreaming of rainbows and unicorns and yadda yadda yadda."

"But what sane person sleeps in past 10?"

"I do!"

"Well you don't count, cause you're not sane!"

"Neither are you!"

"Stop bickering, you two, you sound like an old married couple!"

"Your MOM sounds like an old married couple!" Two people giggled. One sighed, totally exasperated.

"You guys, we better just get in and get out before we wake them up!"

"Oh please, no one gets woken up by people talking!"

"Psshh, maybe YOU don't, Miranda. You could sleep through the end of the world!"

"Well, logically speaking, the end of the world would probably be pretty quiet."

"You and your logic."

Angel was getting bored of this endless chatter and decided to open the door, after grabbing her pickle tub to defend herself with. "Who are you and why are you in my house?" she shouted, trying to sound intimidating. It obviously didn't work. The girls stood there with amazed looks on their faces. Finally, one girl, who was tall, blonde, and wearing a hat that had ears and eyes on it, managed to squeal and run at her, knocking her over when she jumped on her. "Aah! Get off me! I don't have any money!" The only response Angel got was more squealing as the other two girls tried to pull their friend off of the terrified object of their obsession. After a short struggle, the girls stood up, still grinning.

"I guess we should have explained right when you opened the door," a short, brown-haired, bespectacled girl said calmly. "I'm Miranda, the logic and medical supply fairy, this," she pointed to the girl who had glomped Angel, "Is Katy, the chocolate and hyperness fairy, and this," she gestured towards a very nervous red-head, "Is Ducky, the beverage and bisexuality fairy."

"Wait, what…?" Angel was confused. "So you're… fairies?"

"Well, not really," Ducky explained. "We just sneak into your house and leave you medicine, chocolate, and various beverages. Fairies just sound more harmless than stalkers."

"Oh. Okay." Angel head was still spinning. "So… why us?"

"Well, who else!" Katy exclaimed loudly. "You're only THE cutest couple EVER!"

"Um, I guess I'm flattered… AAH!" Angel jumped as a hand reached out of the doorway to hold onto her shoulder.

"Ang," Collins mumbled, "Coffeewherecaffeineneed?"

"Collins! Stop walking around naked when I have guests! Argh!" All three girls were giggling incessantly by the time Angel shut the door on her naked boyfriend. "Sorry about that… what were you saying?"

"Well, we were about to tell you not to let anyone know about us," Ducky stated. "We really shouldn't exist in this universe; we're from one where none of you exist."

"Well, then how did you find out about us?"

"Ever wonder what makes a TV or a movie work?" Miranda asked. "They're one-way portals into different times or different universes. They're kinda like one-way mirrors; we can see you and watch you, but you can't see us. Every TV show or movie you watch is actually you looking into another universe."

"Wait… you can see us all the time? Can people see us… at night? What about when we go to the bathroom?" Angel was rather frightened; she didn't like the idea of people looking in on her and Collins.

"Of course not, silly!" Katy all-but-shouted. "We can only see the important stuff, like when you met Collins and the party at the café and when you –" Miranda clamped a hand over Katy's mouth

"Shhh, they don't know about that yet! We can't mess with this universe!"

"What? What happens?"

"Ugh, we wish we could tell you and prevent it," Ducky sighed, "But we can't. That would be meddling, and that's what the professor said not to do."

"What professor? What the heck is going on?"

"Letting you remember this would be meddling too," Miranda said, "Although we would love to be friends with you. But we have to do this." She grabbed a square with lots of buttons on it from her pocket and pointed it at Angel.

"Bye!" the three girls said in chorus as Miranda pushed the button.

Angel woke up to the sound of her beeper. 11:00 already? Why had she slept in? She swallowed her AZT pill dry. Oh. Now she remembered staying up late with Collins. They had watched a few sappy chick flicks while Angel gorged herself on a mysterious box of chocolate; she had refused to stop trying every chocolate until she found the Roman nougat, her favorite. Collins had been left with all the dark chocolate, which he whined about incessantly until Angel figured out a different use for said dark chocolate. One thing had led to another, and they had ended up finally falling asleep wrapped in each other's arms at 5 am. After stroking Collins' hair and giving him a peck on the forehead, Angel swung her legs out of the bed and into her blue fuzzy slippers. Another day stretched out ahead of her, and she wanted to not waste it. She stood up. Oh great, still sore. She sat back down, pulled her feet out of her slippers and laid back down, her head on Collins' chest, trying to match his breaths with hers. Well, sleeping the day away wasn't that bad, especially when she was snuggled in bed with Collins. They could sleep for an hour or two more.