Syl's Boots.
Chapter 15 'St. Pat's Day'
"Movies?' Chance asked, as Jondy and Syl walked through the door.
"Okay, let's get started on movie night. I vote for Bring It On first." Jondy said, grinning at her dupe.
Chance gasped. "You totally read my mind. That's what I was gonna suggest."
Jondy tapped herself on the head. "Yes, see, I knew that, 'cause Jondy's psychic." She picked up some snack bowls from the table and walked toward the living room.
"Oh yeah?" Chance replied, grabbing the rest and following her.
Jondy glanced over her shoulder at Chance. "Yes, Jondy knows all and Jondy sees all." As she turned to face forward, she tripped over her purse on the floor and stumbled into the desk chair, spilling marshmallows and cookies all over the desk. "Dammit."
Chance giggled. "Did Jondy see that coming?"
Jondy gave her a look and muttered, "Jondy sees someone getting sent to her room."
Chance snorted, 'What room?'
Jondy looked at Syl, 'Help me out here, would'ya?'
"So what?" Syl asked, ignoring Jondy's request with a grin. "You knew we were going to escape? You knew you'd end up having a threesome? You generally know all?"
Jondy glared at Syl, 'I cannot BELIEVE you brought that up... AGAIN!'
"It's called blackmail, my darling sister," Syl grinned evilly. "Don't tell me you don't have any blackmail against me, cause I know you do."
Jondy rolled her eyes, 'We aren't going to re hash everything we went over, like, last week are we?'
"You've never rehashed anything about me," Syl smiled angelically. "Only Krit's awful sex history."
Jondy grinned, 'Well in that case... let the hashing begin.' she paused. 'Is that in any way dirty?'
"Probably, but we aren't going there," Syl said. "What 'hashing' has ever happened to me? I'm as innocent as the day I was born."
Jondy snorted, 'In which case you were born a slut, carrying a lock picking kit in the back pocket of your low rise leather pants.'
Syl gaped at Jondy. "You did not just call me a slut."
Jondy looked at her innocently and fluttered her eyelashes, 'Um, no?' she glanced at Chance and then grinned, 'By the way, I'm not Jondy... I'm Chance.'
"Cut the crap," Syl said, taking a threatening step towards Jondy. "You will die for that."
Jondy took a step backwards, 'Would it help if I mentioned that I was born a slut too?'
Syl blinked. "Maybe."
Jondy nodded, 'I was born a slut too.'
"Good. Now, the hashing?" Syl said, sitting on the couch, one leg tucked under her, trying to look un-slut like
Jondy shrugged, 'Ugh. Can we like, schedule the hashing in for another day?'
"Yes," Syl smiled. "That's cause you can't think of anything 'hashing' I've ever done, right?"
Jondy shook her head and yawned, 'More like I want to watch some movies, eat some pizza and sleep...' she paused, 'Well have sex with Zack and then sleep, in preparation for tomorrow.'
Chance frowned, and looked at Syl, 'Um, am I missing something? What's tomorrow?'
"Saint Pat's day," Syl said wisely. "Jondy's time honored tradition of getting totally plastered, having sex on the bonnet of a car and then moaning the day after. We practice all year for it."
Jondy nodded wisely, 'Three hundred and Sixty Four practice days, and only one St Pats' day. It's a lot of pressure...' she paused and grinned, 'Especially on my back... cause you know, car bonnets are hard and all... but it's worth it.'
Syl made a face. "Yuck." She paused. "If you really are all seeing, wouldn't you know that your back would hurt after banging ... on a car?"
Jondy grimaced, 'Are you EVER gonna let that go?'
"No," Syl smiled sweetly
Jondy nodded wisely, 'See, I saw that coming.'
Syl looked thoughtful and then threw a random cushion at Jondy, it smacking her on the side of her head. "Didn't see that coming," she smirked
Jondy grinned and whipped a piece of paper out of her pocket and unfolded it. 'Did too.' she replied, grinning. She looked at the piece of paper and read out loud, 'Syl will throw a cushion at me at exactly 8.15pm.' she glanced at her watch. 'Damn... a minute off. But pretty good, huh Chance?'
Silence.
'Chance?'
A slight snore was heard, and Jondy looked over, to see Chance fast asleep on the couch. 'Huh.' She muttered, 'Hey Syl, you don't mind Chance sleeping here tonight, right? Cause I mean, what with the marathon sex and all…… me and Zack might be a bit loud for her…'
Syl eyed Chance. "What makes you think Krit and I won't be doing the same thing?" she asked stubbornly
Jondy sighed and patted Syl on the shoulder, 'Syl, Syl, Syl. We all know that I was the one born with amazing stamina in bed.'
Syl kicked out at Jondy. "That doesn't mean I don't want some tonight."
Jondy shrugged, 'Do it quietly... I'm sure she won't mind...' she grinned, 'Hey, she's my clone right? She may even want to join in...'
A sleepy slur of 'Do not.' Was heard from the couch, and when Jondy looked over, Chance was asleep again.
"No way in hell," Syl said. "You know what?"
Jondy shrugged, 'What?'
"She's your clone. I think maybe Zack would like that. Two Jondy's at once," Syl suggested
Jondy shuddered, 'Can we just NOT go there?'
"Can you take her, please?" Syl said. "You don't want me arrested for indecent exposure because I had to take Krit to the Space Needle to get some, right?
Jondy shook here head, 'Nup. Sorry. Our place is strictly a J and Z zone tonight.'
"Fine. I'll go and have kinky sex with Krit elsewhere," Syl said crankily
Jondy shrugged, 'You could always send her over to Max and Alec's...' she paused, 'I heard that they're trying some kinky non sex experiment.'
"Is that normal?" Syl made a face.
Jondy shrugged, 'Since when do we do normal?' she grinned, 'Besides, normal is SO over rated...'
"Exactly," Syl nodded.
Jondy grinned, 'Excellent then. You're happy with Chance staying, and I'm just gonna go, um...' she edged towards the door, 'Get Zack.' she said, sprinting out th door.
Syl leapt to her feet, sprinting after Jondy. "NO WAY IN HELL AM I SACRIFICING MY RIGHTS TO SEX TONIGHT JONDY...!"
Jondy grinned as she ran into her apartment where Zack was sitting on the couch with a confused expression on his face. She locked the door, and yelled, 'Too late.'
"DAMNIT JONDY, I WANNA GET LAID!" Syl said, kicking the door. "She's your stupid clone, have a THREESOME!"
Zack frowned, 'But I don't wannnnna.' he whined. Then frowned, 'WHY am I turning down a threesome?' he asked himself.
Jondy glared at him.
'I mean,' Zack said, 'NO WAY SYL' he yelled through the closed door. He turned to Jondy, 'let's get BIZZY then J!'
Syl kicked the door again. "YOU will be paying for OUR BAIL."
Jondy rolled her eyes, 'I'll keep my cell phone on Syl.'
"I HATE YOU JONDY. I'll die with UST and I will HAUNT YOU for the rest of your life and you WILL NEVER GET LAID AGAIN!"
Jondy frowned at looked at Zack. 'How will her haunting me, mean I never get laid again?'
Zack shrugged, 'God knows.' He grinned at her and pulled her into the bedroom, slamming that door behind them, effectively cutting out all sounds of Syl kicking the door and screaming at them.
Jondy was lying in bed next to Zack. She glanced down at her chest and announced, "I should get bigger boobs."
Zack groaned and rolled his eyes. "Not this again." He muttered, turning onto his side, to look at Jondy.
She covered her breasts with her hands. "They feel small. Minuet even."
"Well, they're not. They're fine."
"I don't want them to be fine boobs. I want them to be spectacular boobs. Fantasticuler!" Jondy said, pouting at Zack.
"Fine, they're spectacular."
"Hmph, you're just saying that." Jondy winged, fluttering her eyelashes at him.
Zack sighed. "What did I say the last time you brought this up?"
"That you would like me better with bigger boobs?" Jondy said.
"Try again."
"That Larry Flynt will never put me on the cover of Hustler with boobs like these?" Jondy said, pouting. She sighed, 'I always wanted to be on the cover of Hustler.'
"Jondy." Zack warned.
Jondy sighed and muttered, "That my body's perfect the way it is."
"Yes. And?"
"And that I don't really want bigger boobs, that I just bring it up as a conversation topic because I like saying the word 'boobs', which, by the way, is not true." Jondy said, pouting.
"It is, too!" Zack replied.
Jondy pouted, 'Is not!'
Syl was pouting. Syl was in a shitty mood. Even Krit was avoiding her. Which used to be a sign of Syl being in heat, but Syl wished that was the reason, because at least then there would be an excuse for her to totally jump Krit in front of Chance...
"I'm going to dig Jondy's eyes from her skull with an ice cream scoop," Syl muttered as she drank a cup of coffee
Jondy walked up behind her and grinned, 'Morbid much?' she asked.
Syl sent Jondy a Look of Death. "I'll hurt you if you don't leave in the next ten seconds," she growled.
Jondy flopped down onto the couch beside Syl, 'Awwww you don't mean that...' she grinned at Syl, 'Besides, I'll take Chance tonight, and you and Krit can have some 'alone time." she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Chance sat down beside her, 'One, don't do the eyebrow thing, it's creepy… and two, I don't need a babysitter. I'm gonna talk to Max about a spare apartment today.'
"Good," Syl said darkly. "And tonight is useless Jondy."
Jondy sighed, 'Why?'
"Well, we're all going to get plastered and won't sleep till 4am and even then, 'sleeping' will constitute as draping ourselves unconsciously over various bits of debris," Syl said snarkily
Jondy pouted, 'But that's when the best sex happens!'
"Maybe for you," Syl retorted
Jondy rolled her eyes, 'Well if you put your mind to it...'
Chance grinned, 'And your body….'
Jondy nodded, 'You could like totally have mind blowing…'
'Sex.' Chance finished.
"Can you two NOT do that?" Syl blew up. "Its creepy! Very creepy and scary and evil!"
Chance shrugged, 'Part of the deal sis...' she frowned, 'Do you hate me?' she asked, pouting.
"I hate the fact you fell asleep here," Syl said. "And I'm certainly not your biggest fan generally, but I don't hate you."
Chance pouted, 'Hey, you coulda kicked me out... and what's your problem? What did I ever do to you, to make you dislike me?'
"Um, the fact you're a clone of my sister kinda ticks me off just a tad," Syl replied. "And I didn't kick you out as a favour to Jondy."
Chance rolled her eyes, 'Fine, well hey guess what, you're a clone of MY sister! And I gave you a chance... God..' she muttered under her breath.
"Exactly when did you give me a chance?" Syl demanded. "And how do you know anything about me?"
Chance shrugged, 'I was nice to you. I didn't judge you by what my sister is like. Just so you know, your clone, was a bitch. B.I.T.C.H. She hated anyone and everything. And I didn't let that affect my judgment of you!'
"Nice!" Syl gaped. "You were putting the moves on my... boy...bro... my Krit! You haven't looked directly at me and you never talk directly to me! I'm sorry if my opinion of you has been slightly tarnished!"
Chance gasped, 'OK, WHEN exactly did I go ANYWHERE NEAR your guy?'
"When the other clones left. You were all over Krit," Syl said, her arms crossed over her chest.
Chance frowned, 'Was Not!'
"You were too!" Syl replied
'Was not! OMG! WHY, would I want to drape myself all over a guy, who happens to be the clone of the guy, that STOLE my girlfriend?' Chance exploded, and then paused, 'Opps.'
"Your GIRLFRIEND?" Syl paused. "Oh great. We have Female-Ben over here."
Chance frowned, 'A what it?'
Jondy grinned, 'Hey, wicked, my clone is a lesbian!' she paused, 'Did I just say that out loud?'
"Yes, yes you did," Syl said darkly. "Fine. So who was Krit-clone dating?"
Chance shrugged, 'God knows... he went through a hella lotta girls... including mine. That was Minx.'
"And in designation terms Minx was?" Syl asked
Chance smiled briefly, at the memory of her former girlfriend, '675' she stated.
Syl blinked. "657?" she repeated uneasily.
Chance nodded, giving her a weird look, 'Yeah...'
Syl nodded slowly. "Um. Yeah. I've got to go..." She span on her heal, leaving the apartment
Chance turned and looked at Jondy, 'Um.. ok?'
Jondy shrugged, 'I'm guessing that Syl's a little pissed, cause our clone of Minx – Tinga, is dead.' She sighed, 'I better go after her.'
Syl stared blankly at the wall, a whiskey bottle in her hands, her mind blank. Damnit, damnit, damnit. Tinga and Krit's clones hooked up. Krit and Tinga... the whole thought made her feel sick
Jondy frowned as she walked down the hallway towards Syl's place. The front door was open, and there was loud angry music coming from it. 'Sylly?' she questioned, walking in.
Syl didn't reply to Jondy's call, instead contemplating how long it would take her to leave the apartment via the window or hide. She decided that the couch was the more comfortable option and vowed not to be moved
Jondy rolled her eyes as she spotted Syl lounged on the couch, clutching a bottle on Gin, as if it was a bottle of oxygen. 'Starting the celebrations early Syl?' she asked.
"There was a bird quote that said starting early has it's benefits. If I'm lucky, I'll be unconscious before the fun goes down," Syl replied
Jondy shrugged, 'Each to their own.' she grinned. 'Got another bottle of liquid St. Pat's there Syl?'
"In the kitchen," Syl replied, sipping at the bottle again.
'Coolies.' Jondy said, disappearing, and then reappearing seconds later, holding a bottle of tequila, 12 shot glasses and a pack of cards. 'Wanna play a game?' she asked, dragging the coffee table closer to the couch. She placed the items on the table, and lifted Syl's legs, before plopping down on the couch.
"Does it matter if I say no?" Syl asked, giving Jondy the evil eye.
Jondy grinned at her sister evilly, 'Not really.' She dealt the cards out, and looked at Syl. 'We'll start simple. Go Fish. Every card you have to pick up, calls for another tequila shot.'
"And I used to think losing was a bad thing," Syl said, with a small smirk
Jondy grinned, 'Loosing is only a negative experience if you let it be one. Embrace your loses and chose to look at them optimistically.'
"Jondy, if I lose this game, I get drunk. If I win... I mean, I can gloat about it for years to come that I was plastered and I still beat you at Go Fish," Syl said. "Catch 22"
Jondy smiled. 'That it is.' She looked at her cards, took two out and put them beside her. 'Ohhh a pair.' she said, grinning. 'Do ya have the 5 of hearts?' she asked, pulling a lollipop out of her pocket, unwrapping it and sticking it in her mouth.
"Go Fish," Syl said, reaching for a shot without glancing at her cards
Jondy rolled her eyes, 'You know, you have to actually check to see if you have the card...' Jondy said. 'It's it's me who does the shot if you say Go Fish.'
Syl pouted for a second. "You know what? I'll give you my cards, and I can drink the shots."
Jondy shook her head. 'Nup. Play by the rules... besides, there'll be plenty of drinking opportunities throughout the game...'
"Why don't we drink every time we look at our cards?" Syl suggested hopefully.
Jondy looked thoughtful. 'Huh. Yeah. that works.'
"Good," Syl said, reaching for the bottle.
Jondy waited till Syl had tipped back half the bottle, and grabbed it off her. She eyed her sister skeptically and then grinned. 'I give you about 2 minutes before the alcohol takes effect.' She paused and looked at the bottle in her hand. 'And me one minute.' She tipped the bottle back, and skulled all of it back. 'Yummy.' she muttered, letting the bottle roll to the floor.
"Nuthin's gonna take affect..e ffect," Syl said, resting her head against the couch. "I just wanna... curl up with a doona and a hot guy for a few billion years. No Krit, no Tinga, no icky issue-y stuff."
Jody shook her head, bouncing slightly. 'Nuh uh. No one drinks with the Jondyinator, and sleep. Arty time sis.'
"Arty? No, I'm happy here. You know, Keanu Reeves was really hot. You know, before he died and all," Syl replied, closing her eyes.
Jondy looked thoughtful. 'He died.' she frowned and then grinned, 'Oh yeah. Like, time pasted and stuff.' She suddenly grinned, 'Let's go get married!'
"To each other?" Syl mumbled. "Or to Keanu Reeves? Cause that'd be icky. He's been dead a few years and all, Jon."
'And marrying me wouldn't be icky?' Jondy said. 'Sides, Buffy married a dead guy.' she stopped and thought about it, 'Oh, no wait. She just jumped two dead guys. Icky much? And she was totally into that old dude. Man he'd be way dead now. I wonder if Slayers really exist. Wanna be a Slayer with me?'
"No. I'll be a tree instead," Syl replied. "Go... hit pillows, Jon. I'll be here and all tree like. Only not. Cause moss would ruin these pants."
Jondy nodded. 'It really would.' She grabbed Syl's arm. 'Time to play slayer!'
"But I wanna be a tree and get to think about hot guys in leather than died!" Syl wailed
Jondy nodded wisely. 'Leather is what makes a guy hot. Unless he wasn't hot. But Jake wouldn't look good in leather. I like his jeans. He has the cutest ass.'
"As did Keanu," Syl replied. "Leather made Keanu look cool." She stopped. "Except... except it wasn't leather," she whimpered. "It.. it was a CHEAP WOOL BLEND," she sobbed.
Jondy gasped, 'Cheap WOOL blend? How could they? They completedly ruined my imagaryness!'
Syl was crying on Jondy's shoulder when Krit walked in.
"Whoa... what happened?" Krit asked, looking at Jondy, alarmed
Jondy shook her head sadly, 'They put Keanu in a cheap wool blend, and then...' Jondy's face crumpled, 'He dieeeeeeeeed!' she wailed.
Krit frowned. "You're both crying because a pre-Pulse actor wore wool and then died?"
Jondy nodded. 'Uh huh. And moss would ruin Sylly's pretty pants...' she grimaced at the thought, and then sighed, 'And Jake had a cute ass.' she paused, thoughtfully. 'Almost cuter than Zack's. And then he dieeeeeeeeeed!'
"Right... who was Jake and who was Keanu?" Krit asked, looking bewildered.
Jondy looked at him, mouth gaping open. 'You... y-y-you don't know who Jake and Keanu is!' Jondy stuttered. 'Keanu. As in the leather-clad-god-of-the-matrix. Jake as in hot-alabama-sexgod-from-sweet-home-alabama-.' Jondy stated, glaring at Krit.
"Jondy, I failed computer tech at Manticore, I was hardly inclined to rent movies about the stupid things that were made before I was born. And why the hell would I rent a movie named after a bad Jewel song?" Krit demanded.
Jondy glared at him. 'First off, The Matrix is not stupid. And secondly, the Jewel song is one of MANY re-makes of an original, very popular and fantastic song.' she glared at him. 'Bite me Burger boy.' she turned to Syl, pulled her to her feet and out the door. 'Come on Sylly. We can find better company than this chauvinistic male pig.'
Krit blinked and turned to Syl.
"Kay Jondy," Syl sniffled and looked up at Krit, before turning to Jondy. "Krit looks like Keanu if you squint."
Jondy beamed at her sister. 'He does. But we don't need males.' She turned to Krit. 'We're getting married.' She giggled at the look on his face, and rolled her eyes. 'Not to each other. Get your mind out of the gutter. Let's go.'
"You're getting married but not to each other?" Krit repeated. "Considering I'm Syl's... boyfriend like guy, do I get a say in this?"
Jondy shrugged, 'Dunno. We'll send you a postcard form some nice hot tropical island.'
"Who are you marrying? Has Zack raised his intoxication levels, too?" Krit called after Jondy
Jondy rolled her eyes. 'I'm sure we can find a few willing applicants.' She turned to Syl, who she was still dragging behind her, 'We can hold auditions, kay Syl?' She grinned, 'You can make them do anything you want.'
"Open an illegal pig farm," Syl replied sulkily
Jondy frowned, 'I was thinking, like dancing naked. Or like, juggling flaming batons.'
"No. I want to see an illegal pig farm," Syl said stubbornly
Jondy grinned, 'I'm sure I can arrange that.' She frowned, 'What efactly IS an illegalisedish pig farm?'
"A pig farm run illgeally," Syl said, stumbling over her own feet
Jondy nodded, 'Yeah, but why's it illegaly?'
"Cause they dress the pigs in keanu leather," Syl blinked
Jondy nodded, 'Ohhhhh.' she said wisely, before stumbling, and hitting the wall, landing at a heap at the bottom of a short flight of stairs. 'Owie.'
"Owie," Syl repeated wisely. "Beat box. Bizzle box. Beat bizzle. Bizzle Tizzle."
'Yup.' Jondy said happily from her position on the floor. 'It's all Tizzly.'
"Justin Timber-wizzle," Syl chanted, grinning
'I hate him.' Jondy said, leaning her head against the wall.
"Same," Syl replied. "Joshua Hart-nizzle."
Jondy frowned, 'Who?'
"No idea."
'Huh. Okily dokily neighbor.' Jondy replied, using the handrail to pull herself up. 'Let's go kill a vamp!'
"I'm a tree!" Syl said chirpily
'Ohhhh! Can I be a bench?'
"Yeah!" Syl cheered
'Yasy!' Jondy said, spinning around as they made their way along the hallway, and bumping into someone. She grinned, 'Brin!'
"Hey guys," Brin grinned. "How drunk are you two? Whatcha up to?"
'Drinking. Keanu. Jake. Trees and vampires. Not really leather. And I've lost my keys.' Jondy said, frowning, and sitting on the floor, she took off her very cool black boots.
"Keanu? Jake? Did you raid Alec's DVD collection?" Brin asked suspiciously
'Nuh uh!' Jondy said indignantly.
"Right. So why are you discussing dead movie stars?" Brin blinked
'Jake has a very cute ass. I like the jeans he wears.' Jondy said dreamily, and she swung a boot around her head.
"Jake... not Zack?" Brin asked.
'Duh!' Jondy said happily, 'Zack's not in the movies!'
"Ahh... and where does the leather... and Keanu... come into it?" Brin asked.
'It wasn't leather. It was a cheap wool blend.' Jondy replied, and then turned to Syl. 'Did you bring the alkamohol with you?'
"Alka what?" Syl asked. "Brinny, Keanu died! He went and died before our wedding!"
Brin blinked. "I'm going to get.. a camera."
Jondy's eyes lit up as Brin ran off. She turned to Syl, 'Didja ever do it with a camera as well? Cause that's real fun.'
Syl shook her head. "Only in a tent."
Jondy nodded, 'Tents can be fun. But you know what's really fun?'
Syl shrugged. "Flashlights?"
'Ew no. Whipped cream.' Jondy stated. 'And chocolate syrup.'
"Yeah, I know," Syl nodded. "That's when Krit and I got together."
'Oh yeah.'
"Merry Go Rounds are cool," Syl said
'To do it on, or just in generalization?' Jondy asked, frowning.
"Both," Syl flipped her hair
Jondy nodded, 'Yeah... that could be interesting.' She grinned as she saw Brin coming back towards them. 'Brinny, do ya know where there's any merry go rounds in Seattle?'
"No idea," Brin replied. "Zack!" she turned around. "You're girlfriend is drunk again!"
"That was spoiling our fun," Syl replied huffily
Jondy glared at Brin, and then smiled sweetly at Zack. 'Hey honey.' she said, trying hard to make her voice sound sober.
Zack looked at her suspiciously. 'Jondy.' He stated.
'Zack.' Jondy said, grinning.
'Jondy.'
'Zack-attack!' Jondy said gleefully. 'Opps.'
Zack sighed, 'Jondy, not again?' he asked.
'Nuh uh. It's Syl's fault. Tell him Syl.' Jondy said, sulking slightly.
"Jondy thinks Jake has a nice ass," Syl replied with a smirk.
Zack turned to Jondy. 'Jondy?' he questioned.
Jondy grinned, 'You know, you're hot when you're jealous.' She rolled her eyes, 'He's from a movie. And he's way long dead now. 'Sides,' she said, 'Syl's stepping side….. ' she frowned, 'Side stepping the point. It's her fault I'm drunnnnnk.' She grimaced, 'I'm so not drunk.' She said, looking at Zack, guiltily.
Zack sighed, rolled his eyes, and turned to Syl. 'Why are you feeding my girlfriend alcohol again?' he asked.
"She started it," Syl whimpered. "She saw me drinking and started playing cards and... there was no leather!"
Zack grinned slightly, and then grimaced at the look on Brin's face. 'I'm not even gonna ask why there was supposed to be leather.'
"Something about Jake and Keanu," Brin shrugged
'Huh.' Zack stated.
we can have Jondy and Krit sleep together and then Krit has seizures,a nd syl can be so upset when he goes intoa coma that she forgives him adn then he dies gasp BUT, he's not really dead! it's all a hoax by White, who got a spy to inject krit with a drug that slows down his heartrate etc so mucht aht he's presumed dead. and then Whtie gets hold of him, and holds him hostage. and krit comes out of the coma nad is brainwashed by white to thinkt hat Syl sold him to White in exchange for freedom. meanwhile everyone else is looking for him and when they rescue him, like 2 months later, krit is incredably hostilea nd finally tells syl why and she denys it, cause obviously she DIDN'T sell krit tow hite, and then she telsl him that shes pregnant and it's his. and then Jodny walks in and says that SHES pregnant and it's him,a nd then half an hour later, comes backa nd goes 'oh, whooops, its not yours, cause i'm only a month pregnant and you've been gone for two months, so it has to be zacks'...
