Chaos: Hey hey! Back with the next chapter in our very interesting story!

Alii: Yeah we are awesome!

Chaos: Ok, the last chapter left you with "Taylor and Angel went downstairs to find another person waiting there." Haha! Read on...

Chapter 2

Angel and Taylor stared in shock at the new person standing there, who smiled sweetly at them. "What the hell?" Taylor blurted out. There was another Taylor standing there. The real Taylor walked cautiously up to the impostor. She poked her in the face.

"Ouch!" the fake yelped, sounding exactly like Taylor. "What the hell was that for?" She went to hit Taylor, but Taylor grabbed her wrist. "Man, you are horrible at impersonating people." She held her own hand up to the fake's. "My fingers are not that fat, dumb ass."

"Oh, my bad," the impostor said, and changed back into his normal form: the Homunculus known as Envy. Taylor dropped his hand as if it had just burnt her. "Oh gross!!" she shrieked. "The creepy man-woman tried to touch me! AND I GRABBED HIS HAND! Oh NO!" She jumped behind the couch that Greed, Havoc and Kimblee were on.

Angel got a sudden idea. She walked up to the cross dresser and asked, "What's one plus one?" Envy looked at Angel and laughed. "That, of course, is 11. I am not an idiot." Taylor poked her head out from behind the couch and laughed.

"So Envy is an idiot, eh?" Taylor chuckled as Envy tried to add one and one on his fingers. "Well, that makes me feel a lot better." She came out from behind her secret hiding place. "At least he's not a super creepy cross dresser… never mind, he still looks like himself."

"That means I have to get some more clothing… Oh Envy, don't switch from that form!" Angel pointed at the cross dresser.

"Ho ho, sup homie?" Ed walked up to Envy to Envy and tapped him on the shoulder. Angel's mouth fell open. "Well, that's a first!" Taylor looked outside. Her stomach growled. She and Angel laughed. "Alright, guys get dressed. Taylor will hand you your stuff. Envy, you come upstairs with me. We'll find you something… decent to wear."

Angel and Envy went upstairs and Taylor picked up the pile of clothes. There were enough jeans to go around, and she was handing out T-shirts when she ran out. She left the guys to change and went to the bottom of the stairs. "Angel!" she called up the stairs. "Bring down another shirt with you!" She walked back into the family room and surveyed the guys. "Wow, congrats. You guys actually look normal now." Well, everyone except for Greed, who was still wearing his black jacket. He grinned. "Hey, if she can't find me a shirt, I can go without!"

Taylor's eyes widened in horror. "Oh GOD no!" She shivered violently. "Angel, get another shirt down here right now or so help me, I will kill you!" She turned back to Greed, her eye twitching. "You're wearing a shirt."

"I think I'll just wait a minute!" Angel yelled. She went into her brother's room and found Envy some normal jeans and a T-shirt. She grabbed a shirt, thinking it could be for Greed. "Just kidding!" She ran downstairs with Envy behind her. She handed the shirt to Taylor, who threw it at Greed. "Taylor, doesn't Envy look great?" Taylor scowled and nodded. Thoughts of what Greed had said were stuck in her mind, and scaring her.

"Now we have a bigger problem," she told Angel. "Who's going to cook the food and what are we going to have?"

"Oh! Oh me! I want to cook!" Roy said excitedly. "It will be a surprise, so go somewhere else!" Angel looked like she was about to cry. Taylor laughed at her expression. "How about we choose where we're going to sleep?" she suggested. Angel nodded and wiped her eyes. They went upstairs with the guys following them.

"I'll sleep in whichever room is closest to yours," Greed winked at Angel. Angel looked horrified. "Eww!" she shrieked. Then, to her horror, she noticed all the other guys were nodding. "Ok!" Greed concluded. "We'll sleep in the room next to you!"

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Taylor exclaimed. "All seven of you are going to sleep in one room?" The six people that were there (Roy was in the kitchen, doing God-knows-what with the food) all nodded again. "Well, good luck to you."

"No! There are so many other rooms!" Angel yelled. "Al, don't you want a dark room?" Taylor nodded in agreement. "Ed, don't you want a room where you can, um, practice your rapping?" Taylor nodded again. Ed and Al shook their heads. "No way!" Angel and Taylor yelled.

"But it'll be like a sleepover!" Kimblee exclaimed happily. "A big giant sleepover, with movies and popcorn and no sleeping!" Taylor shot Angel a shocked look. It was so weird seeing Kimblee all hyper instead of trying to blow things up. And had Kimblee even heard of movies and sleepovers? With a resigned sigh, she headed back towards the kitchen.

Everyone walked into the kitchen and stopped. Sitting on the counter was a tired but triumphant Roy and 9 plates of scrambled eggs. Taylor eyed the eggs. They looked ok, but with Roy you really couldn't tell…

"Who wants to have some eggs first?" Roy asked with a smile.

Angel and Taylor stayed silent. They didn't know whether or not he could cook in his own world, and they weren't taking any chances here. Almost as if they could read thoughts, five of the men standing behind them fell silent. Which meant one person was crazy enough to try…

"I'll have some!" Kimblee exclaimed, and pushed past everyone in his excitement to get food. He grabbed the plate nearest to him. Taylor shifted uneasily. Was Angel's favourite character going to kill her favourite character with his horrible cooking?

All of the sudden Kimblee stopped, a forkful of scrambled eggs halfway to his mouth. Everyone leaned in closer. Was it that horrible? A dazed expression came over Kimblee's face. "My God," he whispered. "It's… it's…"

"What?" Havoc yelled.

"It's delicious!" Kimblee grinned, and shovelled the eggs into his mouth with renewed energy. Angel cautiously took a plate and tried some. "Whoa!" her eyes widened and she ate faster.

"Bloody hell, these eggs are wonderful, wot wot!" Havoc laughed. He saluted Roy. "Cheerio, good chap!"

"Oh whoa, I'm stuffed!" all nine people exclaimed at the same time. Roy was just finishing so it mostly came out "Foh ow mm sufft!" Everyone laughed. "Thank you Roy!" Angel said.

"Angel, you're running out of food!" Taylor announced suddenly.

"What? Oh boy."

"This isn't good!" Taylor added.

"We need to think about this!" Eight people walked into the family room, while the ninth person was being dragged. Roy wanted to do the dishes. They all sat down and Angel and Taylor stood in the center of the room. "They look alright," Angel pointed out.

"How will we get to the store? We need to watch them!" Taylor responded.

"Yeah. I don't want my house trashed."

"Someone might recognise them."

"We're a big group."

Roy raised his hand excitedly to say something. "How about one of you can go get stuff from the store, and one can stay here!" he suggested brightly. "I'll go with the person to the store, and so will the British guy!" Havoc nodded.

"That's… actually a pretty good idea," Angel exclaimed. "Ok, I'll go to the store, and Taylor you stay here with the others." Before Taylor could respond she grabbed Roy and Havoc and ran out the door. The five men left all turned and looked at Taylor. Her face went pale.

Angel, Roy and Havoc curiously walked into Family Foods. Roy basically dragged Angel while Havoc pushed the cart. Roy went down the vegetable aisle. "Alright now, we will need some salad and -" Roy was interrupted by Angel. "Lauren won't eat that."

"Then what will she eat?" Roy asked as Havoc ran Angel over with the cart.

Back at the house, it was chaos. Kimblee had somehow found a screwdriver and had take Angel's toaster apart to see if he could put it back together. Unfortunately, he had broken one of the pieces taking it apart, so it was impossible to fix it now. Al was sitting gloomily in a corner, Envy was jumping on the couch, Ed was practicing his rapping and Greed had "accidentally" thrown a chair out the window. Taylor was sitting upstairs in Angel's room, trying to ignore the ruckus from downstairs. She actually didn't want her friend to come home. Angel was absolutely going to slaughter her for letting things get out of hand.

Back at the store Angel squealed. "Eee!" Havoc stopped. "Oh deary me!" Angel crawled out from under the cart. "Ow, learn how to drive." Roy came back with a handful of Kraft Dinner. "This looks good, would she like it?"

Angel slowly nodded, holding her leg. She hopped into the cart where Havoc pushed her while she held all the stuff Roy handed her.

Taylor heard footsteps climbing the steps. She turned to the door as it opened slowly and Kimblee poked his head in. "Um, hey, I was wondering," he said, "Do you have enough money to buy another toaster?"

Taylor shook her head. "Nope. My wallet's at home."

"Darn!" Kimblee clapped his hands in frustration. "Oh well, everything will be fine!" He went to hug Taylor, who suddenly realised that if he touched her, she'd blow up. "No Kimblee!" she yelled. But it was too late. He was too close… Taylor grabbed a music stand and silently apologising, brought it down on Kimblee's head. There was a loud clang and Kimblee stumbled back, stunned.

"What…?" he asked in a dazed voice, and collapsed. He brought his hands up to shield his face from the rapidly approaching floor and with a loud bang, fell through the hole he had created and into the living room below. Taylor stood frozen with indecision. She didn't know which was worse; the fact that she may have killed Kimblee or the fact that there was a huge hole in Angel's house. She decided Kimblee took priority. "Kimblee!" she yelled as she rushed down the stairs.

Angel, Havoc and Roy got back and headed to the kitchen. Angel started to unpack the groceries when Roy brushed her hands away. "I'll do this." Suddenly Taylor came running in. "Alicia…" She spaced out the name and Angel knew something was wrong. "What happened?" Taylor began to lead Angel towards the living room.

"Well, there was a bit of an accident…" Taylor trailed off as they entered the living. Angel's mouth fell open as she spotted the hole in the ceiling, and Kimblee waving at her weakly from the couch.

"What did you do?!" she shrieked, grabbing Taylor by the front of her shirt. "Why is there a hole in my ceiling?!" Her friend avoided her angry gaze and shrugged. "Just protecting myself…" She looked down at Angel. "He was going to kill me!"

"No!" Kimblee yelled from the couch. "That's not true!"

Angel angrily pushed Taylor away from her and grabbed the front of Kimblee's shirt. "You, why were you in my bedroom?!" Her eyes narrowed in anger.

"Well, I – I…" he put his hands up in front of his face so that Angel wouldn't hit him.

Ring Ring!

Angel let go of Kimblee and headed for the phone without looking at him or Taylor. "Angel?" Taylor was ignored.

"Hello?" Angel picked up the phone. "Hey mom, yes I have someone over." Taylor looked up quickly. "No it's just Taylor, no need to worry. Alright, say hi to dad for me, I'll talk to you… WHAT?! You're joking right? Oh, never mind, bye." Angel hung up and looked at Taylor. "Daniel and Chase are coming to visit at 4 o clock…"

Alii: HA! The utter suspense! For those who don't know, Daniel and Chase are my brothers!

Chaos: Anyway, more will be typed soon. If you liked it please review.

Chaos & Alii: BYEEE!