i'm sorry that this is so short!

"Sheen!" Jimmy yelled.

Sheen smiled. He looked pretty tired but at least he looked healthy. He was very different from when Jimmy left Retroville; so calm, so collected. Sheen was in a blue hoodie and black jeans but his hair was still spiked, almost like Jimmy's was now.

As they stared at each other, Jimmy tried to figure out what to say to his friend.

"Uh… um… How did you know to find me in here?"

"I wasn't exactly 'looking' for you since I really do have to go to the bathroom, but I met Carl on the way up and he said that you had run out of the lunch yard."

"Right…"

They were quiet for a moment when Jimmy suddenly burst into tears, scaring Sheen."

"I'm so sorry, Sheen! If it hadn't been for me then you would have never had have had to go those institutions! I'm so sorry!" he sobbed.

Sheen blinked a little in confusion to Jimmy's sudden emotional outburst but figured the only thing to do was the try and comfort him the best that he could, although it was all very strange.

"Dude, why are you crying?"

"I don't know… Things have been really weird for the past couple of days. Everything stinks, I can hardly eat, I get bouts of sickness and bursts of emotion. It's confusing and very annoying at the same time. Yesterday the math teacher said algorithm wrong and I thought I was going to just die."

Sheen lifted an eyebrow. "Well aren't you a 'boy genius'? It shouldn't be that difficult to figure it out."

"If I wasn't so sick after school, I'd have already looked into it. It takes all I can do not to throw up here."

Sheen put his hand on Jimmy's shoulder and gave it a little squeeze.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out."

Jimmy smiled and wiped his tears, completely embarrassed about the water works.

"I'm sorry I did that."

"Eh, what are you going to do?" Sheen said with a shrug.

Jimmy nodded and then grabbed him, giving him a brotherly hug.

"Welcome back, Sheen."

Sheen pat Jimmy on the back a little, not really happy with the close contact.

"Yeah, it's good to see you too, Jimmy. Let me pee and we'll go let everyone know that you're alright."

Jimmy nodded as Sheen used the bathroom and then left.

Libby was standing with Carl waiting for Cindy when she turned and gasped.

"Sheen…"

Carl turned as Sheen and Jimmy walked up.

"Hey, Libs. Hey, Carl; I found Jimmy."

"I can't find him anywhere, Libby- Oh! There you are. Hey, Sheen." Cindy said with a smile.

"Hey, Cindy. Your legs are still a mile long as usual." He said, referring to her cheerleading outfit that revealed her legs again.

Cindy made a face as Nick walked up and put his arm around Cindy's shoulder.

"Well, it looks like the gang's all here, huh?" He looked at Sheen and gave a sardonic smile to him. "They let you out, Estevez? I wonder how long it will take for you to go crazy again."

"Nick!" Libby yelled, angry.

"Nick…" Cindy said, a little surprised at his uncalled for reference to Shane's sanity.

Sheen just gave his usual goofy smile and waved his hand in dismissal.

"It's okay guys. This medicine keeps me so calm that if he punched me in the face I would probably laugh about it. But to answer your question, I don't plan to leave this time but we'll see how long this medication lasts."

Nick, seeming pleased by Sheen's easy acceptance to his verbal abuse, gave a cocky grin.

"Well then it'll be just like old times, huh? Got you, got Nerdtron, got Wheezer here all together again. It's… what was that word that you used the other day? The nose alcoholic one." He said, looking at Cindy.

"Nostolgic?"

"Yeah, that one. But don't worry, we're all friends here, right? So no hard feelings?" he said, holding out his hand to Sheen.

Sheen grabbed it and shook it with a smile.

"Of course not."

"Cool. Come on, Cindy, we have classes."

The two left and Libby looked at Sheen apologetically.

"I'm so sorry he said that, Sheen. He's still a jerk after all this time."

"It doesn't surprise me but it's no big deal. I wasn't lying about the medicine…"

"Have you been here all day or did you just get here?"

"I've kind of been here all day. I was talking to the councilor about coming back and everything so she was helping me out. I have to get to class though so… Jimmy, will you be alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks Sheen… it's good to see you."

"Yeah."

Sheen left, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets and Carl grabbed Libby's hand, squeezing it in comfort.

"He'll be fine, Libby."

Jimmy nodded. "If what he said is true then you know how resilient he normally is to things like this but… I understand your concern and am a little apprehensive myself but I think he'll be fine…"

Libby smiled and they all went to their classes.

Instead of going to his class like he said he was going to do, Sheen actually went to a single person bathroom in one of the hallways close to his classroom and closed the door. Once the door closed, the calm he had had was only what was to come before the storm. He growled impressively and punched the cinderblock wall. He snarled and then pulled his hand out of the hole he had made, blood and bits of rock still stuck to his hand.

"Damn you, Jimmy. Damn you, Carl. Damn you, Libby…"

He breathed in and turned, holding onto the sink with all his might. He breathed in and out for a while to get his rage to go down and he finally sighed. He looked at himself in the mirror and turned away, ashamed as he held onto the front of the sink instead. He could no longer keep the tears at bay as he sunk to the floor to his knees and set his forehead on the sink in between his hands.

"I can't do this… Something is wrong with me but I'm not strong enough to keep it at bay…" He closed his eyes. "Someone please help me…" he whispered.

uh oh, what's wrong with sheen? and jimmy get your life together haha