Chapter Two: Plan B

"Why did you call me, Myra?" Stefan asked, taking off his shades to look Myra Boutros Boutros Monkhouse in the eyes for a second before putting his gaze back on the road. The only words he received from her through the phone was to pick her up from Laura's house and to take her home. Nervously playing with her hands in her lap, Myra looked around for a minute before giving him an answer.

"Well…you know how much I love my Stevie and I'm sure you still have feelings for Laura, right?"

"If it's anything like the last time you tried to get me to take Laura out, and then you gave me those ideas to pretend I was Steve…forget it. And besides, I've decided to move on from Laura."

"Actually, I had something else in mind."

"Oh really?"

"Absolutely! You see…I still would love to have my Stevie-poo back! So I've got an idea. Since my Stevie destroyed his cloning and transformation chamber, I've come up with some plans for my own transformation sauce."

"If you want me to change back into Steve, no way!"

"Noooooo!" Myra shook her head and looked at Stefan as if he were crazy. "You see, I know you still have some of his brains in that head of yours, so I want you to collaborate with me on making one. But not for you to use…it's for me."

"What? Why?" Stefan asked as he stopped at the traffic intersection before the light turned red. Raising an eyebrow, he looked at his clone's ex who was smiling to herself.

"If he feels so much in love with Laura that he married her, maybe if I change myself into my own version of her Stevie will dump that ol' sack of potatoes and come back to ME!"

"Well what do I get out of it?"

"Well…if he breaks up with Laura…that means she'll be available. And I know how much you still love her."

"I don't know Myra…besides, if it backfires and Laura finds out what happened, she'll never give me another chance."

"Don't worry, this will work. Trust me."

"So Myra wanted to see Stefan? Why?" Steve asked as he stood next to Laura, who was sitting on the couch.

"She didn't say," Laura answered, looking up at Steve who was holding his chin in thought. "And it took me forever to find his number. I had lost my only copy of it right after we became engaged."

"But I can't imagine why Myra would want to go out with Stefan? She's been obsessed with me since we first met! As if she were possessed!"

"Well, maybe she's turned a new leaf and finally realized that you're not into her and it knocked some sense into her," Laura replied as she crossed her legs. That is ONE SICK puppy. Laura thought to herself as she stood up and began to yawn. "Well, I'm gonna get ready for bed Steve. I've got to get up early for the first day of summer semester tomorrow."

"You do just that, my sweet," Steve said as he felt Laura's embrace; the one he had always wanted from her without asking for and he now felt thankful to get them.

"Good night Steve."

"G'night Laura Lee!"

"And you sure this will work, Myra?" Stefan asked as he sat on the edge of Myra's Steve face covered bed. Looking around at her room adorned with Steve's face that he had only been in a few times, the movie 'Fatal Attraction' flashed into his head. Looking at the petite woman in front of him pouring a few multi colored liquids from two beakers into one thin vial that was sitting on her dresser; he continued to look on at Myra's actions wondering what was going on. It had been a few days since their sudden encounter and now that Myra's experiment was complete, she had yet explained whether or not the concoction she had come up with would actually work. At the same time, he felt a little guilt grow deep within his heart for trying to take someone that was not his but deeply loved; but he missed her, and he would not miss this opportunity, whether done Myra's way…or his.

"Of course it will, silly!" Myra laughed as she looked at the ocean blue liquid filled container in front of her. Picking it up, she swirled it around a few times before looking into the vial's contents. "Well, down the hatch!"

Taking all of the liquid, Myra suddenly felt her body twitching as she began to move around her bedroom flailing her limbs before finally falling face first onto the ground next to the side of the bed.

"Myra?! MYRA!" Stefan bent over next to her, shaking her back as it had been a few moments and she showed no movement. Seeing her move her hand, he sighed in relief as she began to slowly get on one knee before standing up to her full 5'2" height. However, to Stefan's surprise she appeared to be a little bit thinner and have a few more curves than usual. Her hair was shaped similar to Laura's and her clothes had changed as well; now she wore a tight black top and skirt with tall black boots to match. Having to do a double take, Stefan stared wide eyed at the woman who was now in front of him.

"Myra, is that you?"

"The name's Mariah," The new version of Myra replied as she took his hand in hers. "Mariah Monkhouse. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to see the one I want to spend the rest of my life with."

Seeing her walk out the door of her bedroom, Stefan continued to look on without speaking, suddenly taken aback by her sudden beauty and charm, the opposite of what she used to have.

"Wow, it really did work…If this actually works, I'll have my lady love back."

"Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm! This anchovy paste and yogurt smoothie with a dash of trout does a body and a mind, good!" Steve licked and smacked his lips, setting his glass of the green liquid down on the coffee table in front of him. Knowing that he would have a few hours to himself, Steve placed his feet on the table, sighing in relief that he did not knock the glass over as he usually would have. Hearing the doorbell ring, he got up and walked over to the door. Opening the front door, he stared wide eyed at who appeared before him.

"Myra?"

"It's Mariah now, Steve," Mariah began to slowly walk toward the backpedaling Steve.

"What?"

"That's right. I've changed my DNA to be more like your wife's."

"But we already talked about this! I thought I told you it's over!" Steve ended up falling backward onto the couch as Mariah climbed knee first onto the couch to begin to crawl toward him. "I only want Laura and she's the only one I love, Myra! I'm a married man now! I've tied the knot! Jumped the broom!"

"So what?"

"SO WHAT?!?" Steve yelled in confusion due to Mariah's ignorance of what he had just stated.

"Yeah, so what! She'll never find out…" Mariah moved her face closer and closer to Steve's, who had closed his eyes and had a look of disgust in his face. Seeing her pull out a small white bag from her purse, he continued to look on at her in a mixture of surprise and disgust. "Plus it makes you even more tempting to take. Besides…I know you're just dying for some…Dunlop!" Mariah pulled out a triangular chunk of bright yellow cheese, suddenly causing Steve to stop resisting and look at it as if he were under a trance.

"Dunlop…"

Pulling off a thin long piece, she stuck it into his mouth and began chewing it, getting closer and closer to his lips. Once hers reached his, he opened his eyes and snapped out of his trance that the cheese had put him under. Realizing that he had almost succumbed to the same trick she tried to pull before, he pushed Mariah off of him. Getting up and looking at Mariah, who had gotten up from off the floor, Steve walked over to the front door and opened it, holding it open for her to walk out of.

"We're through, Myra!"

"We'll see about that, Steve," Mariah reluctantly began to walk out of the house, her thoughts thinking of another plan for how to get Steve back in her life.

"It didn't work…"

"I knew it! Steve's will is too strong." Stefan paced back and forth in Myra's bedroom as the original Myra, who took the antidote to return to her normal self, sat in front of her dresser facing Stefan, her face full of worry. "That's why…I'll have to do it my way." He finished as he left her alone in her room, her head buried in her hands from the failure of her plan.