Okay, every three chapters the story will go to the other page. So in three chapters, this story will move from the Fantastic 4 page to the RENT page, and visa versa. No one guessed the book I was talking about in the last chapter, so I'll give you guys until next update to guess. Anyway, enjoy!

Johnny

"He can't stay here," Reed said sternly, glaring at Roger as Sue hugged him tightly.

"Why not?" I asked, "You jealous that Sue's giving him all the attention? Can Reed Richards really compete with someone as cool as Roger Davis? Get over her Stretchy."

Roger laughed and broke out of my sister's grasp to give me a high-five, whereas Reed continued to glare at the both of us.

"In all seriousness now, Reed," Sue said, "Why can't Roger stay?"

"Just look around Sue!" he nearly yelled, "Our DNA is mutated! We're…we're…we're different."

"I could've told you that." Sue complained.

"Hey, even I could've told you that." I added, crossing my arms over my chest.

Ben fake gasped. "Quick, call in the press!" he yelled, "Flame boy has a brain!"

I grinded my teeth and glared at him. "Shut it Rocky,"

"Or what?" he asked, "You'll flame me to death?"

I could feel my temperature rising and apparently, everyone else could sense it.

"Johnny, calm down!" Sue instructed, "The last thing we need is the entire Baxter Building going up in flames."

I managed to calm myself down, but continued to glare at Ben.

"So why can't he stay?" I asked again, not taking my eyes off the human boulder.

"You've just demonstrated exactly why not, Johnny," Reed answered, "We don't know the extent of our, if you will, powers. Roger could get hurt if he stayed here, especially with the lab so close. His DNA could even begin to mutate if he's stayed in contact with us for too long in an enclosed area."

"That's stupid," I grumbled.

"No it's not," Reed protested, "I'm merely looking out for Roger's well being."

"Well don't," Roger snapped, catching everyone off guard as those were the first words he'd spoken in a while, "I have enough friends who do that already. I can take care of myself."

I looked from Roger to Reed and back again numerous times. "I think I've got it," I finally said, "Reed doesn't want Roger to stay because he's too cool. I mean, look at the guy! We have Reed- a smart guy, but come on, graying sides already and pretty dorky. And then we have Roger- tattoo, sweet hair (if I do say so myself), and a kick-ass attitude. Reed's just jealous."

"He wouldn't be the first person," Roger muttered, grinning.

"I'm not jealous," Reed insisted.

"If you weren't, you'd let me stay," Roger said, knowing he'd won the battle.

From the look on Reed's face, I could tell he knew he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He could either kick Roger out, but face mockery from us for being jealous. Or he could let Roger stay, and threaten my cousin's well being.

Finally, Reed sighed and I could tell we'd won.

"Fine, he can stay," Reed relented, "But if the slightest thing starts to go wrong he's out of here."

Sue and Roger were smiling from ear to ear, and I'm sure I was doing the same. It was going to be just like old times.

"Here Roger," Reed said, "There's one more spare bedroom, at the end of the hall next to Johnny's. You can stay there."

"Roger, do you want me to come with you back home so you can get your stuff?" Sue asked.

"No!" Roger shouted, "I mean, no thanks. I've got it under control. Thanks for offering though. I think I'll go get my stuff right now, actually."

With that, he made his way out of the room to the elevator.

"I'll go warn the doorman that he's allowed in," Sue said before running after Roger.

Soon, I heard the elevator clank shut and begin to descend.

"Where does he live anyway?" Ben asked.

"I…I don't know," I answered, "One day he just disappeared and I hadn't heard from him or seen him for years until today."

"Don't you think that's a little suspicious?" Reed asked, "You don't hear from him for years, but as soon as your picture turns up on the front page of the newspaper, he comes right back and moves in. How do you even know he's your cousin?"

"Roger and I are closer than brothers," I mumbled, feeling my temperature rise.

"Then why did he disappear?" Reed asked, "It sounds like he ditched you guys."

"That's it Stretch," I said, bursting into flames. I punched Reed straight in the jaw and his head flew across the room. Rubbing his jaw tenderly, his neck stretched down to its normal size.

"Cool it, Johnny," he advised.

"Not until you accept the facts!" I yelled, throwing a flame ball at him.

He melted so as to dodge it, and the metal table behind him went flying on impact.

Suddenly, a cold substance came in contact with me, and my flames were doused. I glared at Ben, who stood in the kitchen doorway triumphantly, a bucket of what I assumed once held water.

"You guys suck."

"I warned you," Reed said.

"I'm going out."

"You can't go out. Not until we know the extent of what's going on."

"I don't care," I said, "I'll be back."

"Well when you do get back, Roger won't be here."

I turned around and glared at Reed. "And why the hell not?"

"Because I'll kick him out."

Reed's triumphant smirk made me want to vomit. It was sickeningly proud.

"You knew what you were doing when you hesitated like you did, didn't you?"

Reed nodded. "I knew something you cared about would keep you on some sort of leash. Dear cousin Roger turned out to be that something."

"Reed, you're too damn smart for your own good."