The door burst open, making Moist look up from his magazine on the table. Something in the back of his mind mentioned something about how nice it was that he'd never have to lick his fingers to turn the page, but it didn't make a firm note in his skull. Billy flounced in… yes, flounced. Billy flounced in and did a little pirouette before leaping over the table. Grabbing Moist's face, Billy gave his friend a huge kiss on the forehead before charging off to the lab.

"What's up Doc?!" Moist called.

"SHE SAID YES!" Billy called from behind the giant chair. A shirt flew out the door and landed in the living room. Billy was changing?

"Who?"

"Penny! I asked her out today and she said yes!" Oh, that explained where he was. Billy was normally home by this time blogging. But today he wasn't home when Moist came in. "We talked the whole time that we were washing our clothes, then we dropped our stuff off at our places, and went to have frozen yogurt, and then coffee, then she took me to this great vegan place, and then we…"

Moist started to tune Billy's ramblings out. He had asked Penny out? What had come over Billy all of a sudden? This was a guy that just yesterday told him that he felt so stupid if he tossed in a color with the whites because he didn't want to re-sort in front of the girl.

"Hey, didn't you, uh, didn't you go on a date last night? Conflict Diamond told me you were doubling with Bait and Switch."

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"It was alright. I kinda thought I was supposed to end up with Bait, but..."

"Dude, really? Ask her out." That was not Billy.

"W-What?"

"Hey, look." Billy came back out, buttoning his shirt up and sitting on the couch beside his friend and henchman. "I thought that talking to Penny would be impossible, but look at me now! I just told myself that this went on far too long, and I just had to get the balls to talk to her. If she didn't like it, it wasn't worth it. Ask Bait out, if she laughs or something stupid like that, then she's not worth it."

Moist look at the suddenly brash and bold Billy; sitting on the couch, leaned back, feet on the table, top button of a shirt he rarely wore open, grinning like an idiot. Who was this?!

"Who are you, and what have you done with Billy?" Billy laughed whole-heartedly.

"Remember what you and I talked about a few weeks ago? About there being four of me?"

They talked for half an hour, Billy explaining that he wasn't sure what came over him, but the sudden lightness and joy flooded his chest and he just had to talk to Penny. And then that's when he realized that there was no other hims anymore. That from now on, there would never be any other hims. He couldn't explain it, but it was wonderful.

"If you say so Doc. Uh, got your mail for you." The conversation was too confusing for him to want to think of it any further.

"Oh good!" Billy dove for the soggy lump of paper on the table. Sifting through it in silence, Moist got a chance to look at his buddy. There was something different about him. He was almost glowing. Was that what being happy did? Maybe he should just go up to Bait and ask her out.

"Ohmygod! It's from the League! It's from Bad Horse!" Startled out of his inspection, Moist's eyes focused on the silver wax-seal that was on the envelope.

"That's so hardcore. Bad Horse is legend, he rules the League with an iron hoof. Are you sure you wanna-" But it was too late, Billy had opened the letter and started reading. Too late to go back, the league would know now. Moist bit his lip. This was not going to turn out good, not at all.