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Dinner passed in a tense silence as everybody tried to pretend that they weren't staring at the empty chair at the table. Guy glanced over at the space every few minutes, looking dejected, before his turned his attention back to pushing his food around his plate with his fork and tucking a section of his long black hair back behind his ear. Kelly was doing much the same thing except she was actually making an effort to eat at least some of her food. Droosha regarded the chair with a tight disappointed frown.

Eventually the three gave up on dinner.

After the plates were cleared away Droosha got up, which left Kelly and Guy to sit at the table in the awkward quiet. They both glanced at the empty chair again. Then they turned their attention to each other, hazel eyes meeting and passing more emotion and turmoil between them than words ever could. Guy could see all of his worry, doubts, fears and sorrows mirrored in his twin's gaze. They may disagree a lot but at the moment they were completely in sync, on the same page reading the exact same sentence. So they didn't need words.

It felt like hours before either of them spoke, though whether it had actually been as long as it felt was anybody's guess. Time was creeping by at a snail's pace, but since it was not yet dark outside it likely had only been at most fifteen minutes. It was then that somebody finally broke the silence.

Kelly attempted to put on a small smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. Her voice was calm when she spoke yet it held an underlying uncertainty, "I'm sure he just needs time…"

"Yeah…" Guy sighed, looking over at their father's empty chair once more. With how slowly time was creeping along he half expected to see it coated in a layer of dust. He knew his dad needed time to process everything, but how much time? And just because he processed it didn't necessarily mean he would be ok with it. Would any amount of time be enough for his father to accept who he was now?

Guy pushed himself up from his chair, feeling as though gravity had increased a thousand fold since this morning, and turned to leave the dining room.

"I think I'm going to stay in the She Lair tonight…" he informed his sister quietly as he left the room. He began heading in that direction, hearing the sound of his mother's voice grow louder as he got closer to where she was. It sounded like she was on the phone with dad. He didn't pause as his passed but he did catch her reprimanding him for not being at dinner and something about him suddenly taking overtime at work.

Maz made his way into the She Lair after the sun had dipped below the horizon and the sky had lost most of its color. He had not been present the whole day, having gotten stuck catching up on chores he had missed at his own home. Now, he was eager to spend the night sleeping over at his best friend's place. Over his shoulder he had slung a backpack that contained his pillow, some pajamas, movies and some snacks. He was in high spirits.

"Dude!" Maz called out with a chuckle as he entered the high tech cave with crystal encrusted walls. He walked further in to the room until his noticed Guy sitting in the chair in front of the main area's massive super computer. His friend was completely decked out in his superhero costume and was sunken down in the seat with a pitiful look on his face.

Maz's smile instantly dropped at the sight and his voice took a tone of concern, "Are you ok?"

Guy turned his head to look over at him, sitting up a little more in his chair. It had been quiet when Maz had entered but it was clear that Guy and Sheila had been having a conversation only moments before.

The pink pair of lips that were the super computer's AI turned to look at Maz as well. Then she decided to make herself scarce so that the two friends could talk.

"No," Guy answered honestly, fixing his gaze to the ground before he continued, "but I will be. It's just going to take some time."

Maz set his face into a thoughtful frown and questioned further, "What happened?"

Guy leaned back in his chair and stared up at the dark rocky ceiling over the lair, "I told my parents I'm Shezow. And that I'm not going to be Guy anymore."

For a moment Maz chewed his bottom lip in thought, going over this in his mind. Guy half expected him to ask why. He really did not want to explain it all again but he would if Maz asked. He felt like he owed him an explanation if he wanted one. Maz was his best friend, after all.

To Guy's surprise, however, Maz did not ask. Instead he slid his bag off his shoulder and dropped in on the floor before he knelt and started rummaging through it.

"Dude, that's rough. But I've got just the thing to cheer you up!" the other boy was back to smiling that goofy smile of his and his usual happy-go-lucky over enthusiastic attitude had returned. He pulled both hands out of his bookbag and held up a DVD in one and a bag of chipadillas in the other, "Throw on some PJ's. We're going to pop this baby into the DVD player, scarf some chipadillas and have a sleepover!"

A small but genuine smile touched Guy's face at his best friend's attempt at cheering him up. He knew a movie binge wouldn't make his problems magically disappear but perhaps it would help him forget about them for just a little while. He pushed himself up out of his chair and accessed his ring's Ensemble-izer (see "Sleepless 'n' She-addled") to switch his outfit to one of the pajama modes. In a flurry of sparkles his standard costume became a pair of pink shorts and a pink tanktop with the same darker pink robe the other pajama set had. He stretched his arms and back to ease the mild discomfort from having been practically laying in the hard computer chair for a couple hours and headed over to the platform that held the bean-bag chairs and telly where Maz was already setting up the movie.

The two flopped down on their respective seats and leaned back into the soft upholstery. The movie began and Maz threw him a bag of chipadillas. Guy had cut down significantly on his junk food intake over the last few months, not wanting to upset his she-tabolism again, but he didn't have the heart to tell Maz and reject his offer when they had just started their sleepover. So, he let the bag sit next to him and focus on the movie.

Soon enough the two best friends were laughing, cheering and chattering on. For the moment Guy's troubles were far away. For the moment he wasn't thinking about that morning or his father's reaction. For the moment he wasn't concerned over what the future may be like now. He had his best friend by his side just hanging out and for the moment that made him the happiest kid in the world.

Author Note: The "Ensemble-izer" was introduced in the first and only Shezow comic book when it was used to change his costume into his "super silky sleepware". Part of me was thinking that since it was given a specific name there might be other pajama outfits too and probably a bunch of different clothes to choose from, so i'm going to roll with that assumption.