Thank you for the kind reviews and critique! They were dearly encouraging and helpful. I'm glad you're enjoying the story. I was saving this chapter for next week, but I'm going to go ahead and post it. Chapter six will probably be quite a while since my sister is getting married next week! Hope you have fun with this chapter—I sure did!

The purple clad teen slowly opened his eyes to his cherry-red hooded brother pressing a cool cloth to his forehead.

"V-i-o…V-i-o, come on wake up. V-i-o."

Vio moaned trying to sit up.

"No. No. Lay back down." Red pushed him back by his shoulders. "You should rest." He placed the cloth neatly on his forehead.

Vio closed his eyes and sighed. "What happened? Did I pass out? I've never had a headache like this before! I must have hit my head on something really hard. Do we have any aspirin?"

"I got one for you. Here. I was just waiting for you to wake up. I thought you'd need it." Red handed his brother a glass of water. "You 'did' pass out. Shadow said you should be fine if you just rest."

Vio took it gratefully and leaned back on the couch. "You know, I had the strangest dream. You were there and Shadow and someone else that looked just like us. And Shadow had some kind of…strange power like…like—"

"Like magic?"

Vio nodded slowly. "Yeah, like…magic. What a weird dream, huh?"

A bead of sweat rolled down Red's face. "When you think about it, it's not really that weird."

As Vio turned his head to relax, his eyes grew wide. Just opposite of him sat a young teen in striped red pajamas with his and Red's exact features, eating a bowl of Cocoa Puffs.

Blue just stared at him as he wordlessly ate his bowl of cereal.

"No…" said Vio getting off the couch.

Red grabbed his brother's arm nervously. "It's not a dream, Vio. It's real! And Shadow is really r-e-a-l-l-y sorry for blasting you with his magic."

Vio couldn't take his eyes off Blue. "I can't believe it. I just can't believe it! There really is another one of us?!"

Blue grunted. "If you don't believe it, try pinching yourself and wake us both up from this nightmare."

Vio closed his eyes and rubbed them. You're not real. You're not real. He slowly opened them and frowned.

Blue rolled his eyes. "I'm still here, Dingbat." He ate another spoonful of cereal.

Red cleared his throat. "Blue, this is Vio. Vio, this is Blue. You're…brothers."

"But how?" said Vio bewildered. "And where's Shadow?"

Red tried to get Vio to lay back down. "He went to find Green at the hospital. Don't worry. He'll be back soon." Red leaned in closer to whisper. "I heard Shadow tell Blue that if he caused us any trouble, he'd make Green pay. So, I think we'll be okay."

Blue watched them curiously, slurping his milk.

Red continued to whisper. "He really likes Cocoa Puffs. I mean r-e-a-l-l-y likes them. He's on his second box!"

Vio frowned. "Second box! That's supposed to last us for the rest of the week!"

Blue held his spoon in midair. "Oops. My bad."

"I suppose you'd like some Pop-Tarts too!"

"Sure. If you got them."

Vio doubled his fists. "You're a pig!"

Blue shrugged his shoulders. "At least I don't have a stupid name."

"I have a perfectly good name and it's not stupid!" yelled Vio.

"What ever you say, Vio-let," smirked Blue.

"That's it! I'm going to—"

Red stood between them. "Vio, please. He's just trying to get under your skin. He's…scared. He only knows how to be tough, and he doesn't know what to do without 'his' brother here to help him. Please, Vio, let it go…please."

Blue dropped his spoon, surprised that Red had seen right through his act and summed him up so quickly.

Vio relaxed. "Okay. I'm sorry." He held out a hand for Blue to shake. "Can we start over?"

Blue stared at Vio's welcoming hand but didn't shake it. "Can I use your bathroom?"

Vio dropped his hand to his side awkwardly. "Yeah, it's down the hall." And it's 'may I' not 'can I', Moron.

Blue closed the bathroom door and locked it. He looked up at the window just above the toilet. Bingo! Now to escape and recue Green before that Creep hurts him!

Blue stood on the seat of the commode and pushed the window open. On the tank of the toilet sat several small pots with various flowers. What's up with all the plants? It's like a jungle! Just as he stepped on the tank to climb out, his foot slipped knocking a pot over. It shattered, filling the air with the smell of daffodils and soil. Crap! Who keeps plants on the back of the commode anyway?

A small voice called from the other side of the locked door. "Blue? It's me, Red. Are you okay in there?"

"Yeah, I'm fine…I just knocked over one of your plants is all. S-sorry 'bout that."

"Oh, No! Is it the yellow one?"

"Uh, yeah."

"D-don't worry about it. I can repot it. Hey, Blue?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you like strawberry Pop-Tarts or blueberry?"

Really? "Uh, both."

"So, what flavor do you want? Vio's going to be made if you eat both boxes."

"Surprise me."

As Blue started climbing again, he heard Vio's voice outside the door.

"Red, what are you doing?"

"There was a loud noise. I was just checking on him. And I wanted to know what kind of Pop-Tarts he liked."

Vio sighed. "No one wants to talk, much less, think about food while their doing their business!"

"But you talk to me when I'm in there."

"Red, that's different. You're usually crying! Now, give him some privacy! Geez, Red. Sorry, Blue!"

"It's fine. No worries." These are the strangest people I've ever met! I got to get out of here.

Blue looked down. Great. I would be on the second story. Now how do I get down? Well. Guess I could use the drain pipe.

As Blue gently slid down the pipe (in Red's pajamas), his weight pulled on the screws holding it together.

"Oh, No, No, No-o-o, AHH!"