Back at Crack Shack. Some time has passed, and Tamsin returns home. Bo is sitting on the sofa watching a movie, but really the movie watching her since she is lost in her thoughts. "Kenzi, is that you?" she asks, still staring at the television.
"Um, sorry. It's Tamsin," she replies, a bit nervously.
Bo turns her attention. "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you might have been Kenzi."
Tamsin nods her head. "Um, it's okay. I was just about to go to my room anyway."
Bo shakes her head. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."
"It's okay, I don't want to be a bother, so I'll just be on my way," says Tamsin, walking off.
Bo stands up. "Okay, wait a minute." Tamsin stops and faces Bo. "You don't have to do that. I mean like walk around like you're walking on eggshells."
"But I thought that…" says Tamsin, being cut off by Bo.
"What I mean to say is that, this is your home too," says Bo, earnestly.
Tamsin sighs. "Well, that's a relief, I thought it was going to be really awkward around here."
"You have no idea," says Bo, under her breath. "So…um, about earlier, I just wanted to say sorry about that. I didn't know that things were going to go, well the way that it did."
"Oh you don't have to apologize. That tends to be a norm here, plus it wasn't your fault. Dyson can be a real…"
Bo finishes Tamsin's statement. "Jerk at times, yeah, I get it." Tamsin nods in agreement. "He's a good guy, just a real jerk, sometimes," says Bo, feeling still irritated by him earlier.
"I don't know about the good part. He's been that way since I've known him."
Bo does a ponder look. "Did you get your memories back or something? Not trying to be funny, but because that rings true."
Tamsin shakes her head with a smile. "No. Let's just say since I've known him in my present lifetime."
"Okay, just checking because it seems to be the norm in this house. Interrogations, exhausting questions," says Bo as Tamsin nods her head in agreement. "Trust me, you're not alone, I'm in the same boat with the memory stuff. I just don't want you to be too hard on yourself though," says Bo, advising Tamsin and herself it would seem. Brief silence. "Sorry about that. I mean I have to be honest, that wasn't right how Dyson was. I should have said more. I was just getting really upset like I was about to boil over you know what I mean?" She pauses for a second. "I want to apologize for his behavior, no one deserves that. He has some old wounds there, but it's still no excuse for that."
"No worries. You're not him, so I wouldn't worry about it."
Bo sighs. "I know but still. I just wanted you to know that."
"It's okay. Really."
"If you say so," says Bo, not really knowing what else to say since it's still very much weird and awkward, but tries anyway, "So, um the house, it really does look a lot better in here."
"You really think so?" asks Tamsin. Bo nods. "Thanks. Well with the exception of the expired plants," she says as she touches a brittle branch.
"What these things," says Bo, walking towards the plant. "Well if anyone can bring them back to life, I'm sure you can," she says, touching the same one. Out of nowhere, the plant begins to restore itself, unbeknownst to Bo, who is still talking to Tamsin. "And I bet that they would come out…" she says, being cut off by Tamsin.
"Wow, that was incredible," says Tamsin, excitedly.
Bo frowns a confused frown. "What was?"
"What you just did, you fixed it!"
Bo still confused. "Huh, what did I do again, and what did I fix?"
"The plant," says Tamsin. "See, look."
Bo looks at the plant and almost jumps out of her skin. "Okay, I don't know what's going on, but I do not have the power to fix plants, at least I never did." Bo is rather peculiar.
"Maybe you do and just forgot. Try another," says Tamsin, with a bit of enthusiasm.
"I'm not following," says Bo, still looking oddly.
"Do what you did to fix this plant," says Tamsin, touching another.
"Um okay. But I didn't do anything." She walks over to the plant. "All I did was just," she says as she touches the plant, and it instantly repairs itself. "In the words of Kenzi, holy shit. I mean excuse my language, but what just happened."
"No worries. That is so cool though. Please, you must do the rest," she says, going to another. Bo follows. This continues until all the plants have been restored.
Tamsin appears happier than ever. "How did you do that?" she asks.
Bo shrugs, "I guess, symbiosis," she answers, with a smile.
"You were listening to me? Sorry, I mean, I don't know how I can ever repay you," says Tamsin.
"Oh it was no big deal. Just call it, civic duty." Then Bo thinks about what she just said and is like why, cringing.
"Civic duty, I kind of like that," says Tamsin, nodding.
Bo goes back into her thoughts. "Except, I'm not sure that it was only me," she says, to herself as she thinks about the time that she and Tamsin restored the garden by placing their hands in the soil.
Tamsin extends her hand as a thank you, Bo shakes it and almost instantly they both are stock-still in a trance like state, Bo's eyes glowing, both engulfed in blue flames unbeknownst to them of course. Then out of nowhere the flames stop and they snap out of it by way of a loud voice.
"What in the Weinstein is going on here?" yells Kenzi, holding a package. Bo's eyes turn back to brown while she shakes her head as if she was shaking something off of it. Tamsin doing the same.
Tamsin and Bo both look at Kenzi confused while she gives them WTH looks.
"Are you okay," asks Tamsin, to Kenzi with a frown and concern.
"Kenzi, seriously, you're looking a bit off even for you," says Bo, frowning as well. Kenzi is still standing with no words.
"O-kay. Well thanks again for your help. I really appreciate it," says Tamsin, with a smile.
"No problem at all," responds Bo, doing a thumbs up. "Get it, for green thumb." Tamsin laughs a bit, while returning a thumbs up. Kenzi is still standing there. "Kenzi, what are you doing?" asks, Bo really wanting to know.
"I don't know, that's what I'm trying to figure out," she finally responds. "Okay, so let me gather my thoughts." Kenzi sighs deeply. "Okay thoughts gathered, um tell me what happened?"
Tamsin looks at Kenzi oddly. "I don't know what you are talking about?" she answers. Bo shrugs and shakes her head in a what's your problem kind of way.
"Um okay, I saw fire but I gotta be sure because, I mean, seriously stripes and me don't go together. But are yall alright up in here?" she says, looking at them side to side. "Tamsin? Bo?"
"Do you need an aspirin or something?" asks Tamsin.
"Really Kenzi, you're acting you know kinda weird," says Bo "Did you stop by The Dal or something?"
"Are yall sure?" says Kenzi, with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, I mean are you?" asks Bo, with a questioning expression.
"Fine," says Tamsin, with an eyebrow raised. "I was thanking Bo, and we shook hands. You know, what people do when showing their gratitude." Then she relaxes her face and grabs a few plants.
"Wait, hold-up, were you just mouthing at me, and what?" says Kenzi. Tamsin shakes her head no then continues. "And wait what are you doing?" asks Kenzi, very much puzzled.
"Oh, well Bo fixed all the plants, and since she brought them back to life, I'm going to give them a new home."
"Alright, I'm lost in the sauce, impaired sometimes, but what?" says Kenzi.
"Do you need help with that or something?" asks Tamsin.
"Hey don't try to mix me up in this mix up. And I had got you something because I felt you know, anyway, the plant situation, that however isn't the case anymore. Somehow? I mean what the hell dude? Am I tripping?"
"Very much," says Bo, arms folded.
"You said that you have something for me? What is it?" asks Tamsin as she places the plants back down. Kenzi hands it to her, and she opens it. Tamsin frowns. "You got me a Hello Kitty Chia Pet? Don't you think I'm a little too old for that now?"
"I don't know, you tell me, and I'll have you know that I kicked in the crotch by some ruthless kid for that."
"Thank you," says Tamsin. She's about to walk away when Kenzi stops her. "Hey, I'm not finished with you yet. I got you something else," she says, handing Tamsin a cell phone.
"Wait, this is your phone," frowns Tamsin. "Why would you give me your phone?"
"Because now I have a new one with our new family plan."
"That's not a gift, it's a hand-me-down."
"It's Kenzified, which means it's certifiably proven to be acceptable. Okay."
"You're the one who told me to never accept used items, which is like an oxymoron since this entire place is the epitome of," she says, being cut off by Kenzi.
"Alright already. And put some respect on this house," says Kenzi. Bo is looking at Kenzi lost, Kenzi notices and explains. "See, Tamsin here seems to be under the impression that we're basically homeless and living in an abandoned home." Bo slants her head and raises her eyebrow in a pondering manner, thinking well that is true, except the homeless part.
"I asked you if we were squatters," says Tamsin.
"Tomato to-ma-toe."
"It's not the same. Homeless implies itself, and squatters is this. But at least on television people squat in better homes," says Tamsin.
"Hey there, and like I said there will be no more ill talking about our club house slash crack shack."
"It gives the latter because it's definitely not giving that we're selling narcotics but using them," says Tamsin. Bo wants to laugh because the comment was funny but doesn't because she's the one that lived there first.
"I sleep in an attic, and I just got a mattress the other day," points out Tamsin.
"Let's be clear, that's not a typical attic and might I add the flyest part of the house. And in case you forgot, this is a one-bedroom home, so what do you want to do, sleep in the basement," says Kenzi.
"Okay, this is sounding real Joan Crawfordish," responds Bo.
"I think one would call it child negligence. It's a good thing that I age fast, and when I go outside I have to wear a disguise otherwise child protective services would have had me," says Tamsin.
"Um, I don't like where this is going," says Bo.
"I wasn't complaining, I was just stating facts. However, I do intend on moving out once I reach adulthood. So you will no longer have to worry about me."
"Hey there, where is this coming from? And you know that I for one will always worry about you," says Kenzi.
Tamsin sighs. "It's nothing, I apologize. I was just being honest. Well, anyway thanks for the gifts. But you really shouldn't have."
Kenzi looks flabbergasted. "Come again," she says.
"Well, you could have turned in your old phone, upgraded to a newer version for less money, and in some cases free of charge, depending on your network. It would have been the most cost-efficient choice seeing as though you have a pricier phone, and probably a higher bill now. I do thank you for the thought, it was nice of you," she says, handing it back to Kenzi, who is looking shocked and appalled. "You should probably give it to someone who needs it more, since I have one of my own already."
"You know what, I should have seen this coming, I mean I must be slipping. And just who are you calling on the phone Miss Missy," inquires Kenzi.
"No one. I only have your number, and I bought it in case of emergencies so that we could communicate better with each other. You could have saved your money if you had asked me first."
"Okay point taken Sherlock," Kenzi responds, thinking to herself how Tamsin is able to obtain things with no job or money.
"Well if it's all the same to you, I would like to get back to doing what I was doing before you came. Thank you."
"Well float on Miss I-got-my-life-together," says Kenzi. "Talking to me like I don't have a life or something to do."
Tamsin slants her head. "Do you?" She returns to the plants. Then exits.
Kenzi has her mouth open. "I know she did not just do a Kenzi on me. And I don't know about you, but why am I regretting my life choices right now," she says, to Bo.
"Well, you are taking care of her," adds Bo. "She was bound to pick up on things."
"This is true. But who knew that she can be mean without being mean? But like whatever. Care to drink?" she asks, to Bo. "I feel like I'm getting a headache."
"You know that you are really good with her. Like you said teenagers, am I right? And yes for the drinks" says Bo as she leans against the sofa. She sighs. "Man, I am so glad you are back, it's been a bizarro kind of day for me. And Dyson, I don't even want to talk about it, kind of want to dull it with alcohol. And something feels off."
"Well, I mean alcohol typically works for me so, I'll grab the hard stuff," says Kenzi, making her way to the kitchen. Shaking her head, like she trying to get something off of it.
"Thanks Kenzi, you're always there when I need support. And wow, did someone slip me an Elderberry Smash?"
"Yeah well, that's what I do," says Kenzi. Then she thinks to herself out loud but whispering. "Girl leaves for one second, kicked in the crotch, gift returns, false jailtime alert by a handshake, blue flames, Succubus zombie plants. Wait since when does a handshake make flames and stupors, or a kiss on the cheek? Hey I may be on to something. My head is pounding," she says as she rubs her forehead. "What was I saying, well it's gone, must be that last drink before I got here. Nall, my spidey senses are tingling. Oh forget it, and I feel like weird. And why am I talking to myself. It's gotta be the house. You'd think I'd be done with drinking at this point. But what the hell. And like seriously dude my head is tripping right now. Wait, somebody needs to tell her about the recent flames though. Who me, not today. Okay, it's official I'm off my rocker. I'm drinking. And like I should have asked her if she already had a phone, and now I feel bad for wasting money that I could have saved on medicinals."
Kenzi barely returns with the bottle and glasses, slowly sitting them on the table. She looks as if she is in deep thought. "I know this is random, but not so random, but after listening to KT, I have to ask, but I mean like are we broke though? Like because I feel like empty inside, and that I am buying things beyond my means, just so that I can feel like normal," says Kenzi, really pondering.
"I know what you mean, it's like what was I thinking when I picked this house to crash in. I could've picked something better, but I wasn't planning on staying. And like wait a minute," says Bo, looking lethargic. "I feel kinda funny, do you mind if I borrow some chi off you? I didn't want to ask you, but I think I need it. Totally being serious. And I could have at least tried to fix the house up. Okay, like what is going on?"
"I hear you. I mean it's been like four years already, we probably should've upgraded by now. And why do I care more about my wardrobe, that is so not the biggest priority. And oh my Lord Jesus, it's getting worse," says Kenzi, looking sluggish. "I like feel like dopish, like I've been drugged. Not trying to sound like I'm feening, but hurry up dude, like take the chi before I like overdose."
"I know right, I'm a little strung out myself. I'm sorry I have to do this, but I promise I'll give it back to you."
Kenzi is looking dizzy while holding her head up. "I don't think I'm gonna like make it man." Suddenly, Bo sucks some of Kenzi's chi, and then returns it back to her. "Oh my goodness, like thank you and thank Jesus. I feel like me again and what the hell?" says Kenzi.
Bo thinks. "I do too. I mean what was that?"
"Bo, me thinks that doubt was just casted on us dude." Kenzi shakes her head. "I am so making her wear sunglasses in the house. And I don't give a damn about CPS. I will never be made to feel like that again, I'm way too fly for that."
"That's weird. Well obviously she didn't do it on purpose. Which says a mouthful. I mean that never happened to me before, but her face didn't change. And we weren't doubting ourselves, we were being honest with ourselves," says Bo. "But that feeling wasn't natural at all."
"So instead of doubting we were realizing? I'd rather take doubt than feel shitty about my life. That was like a reverse of the reversed. Which is the same damn thing. Oh she is so wearing sunglasses."
"I agree, not about the sunglasses, I mean she already seems to feel some type of way. But I don't ever want to know what doubt feels like, that real life was enough," says Bo.
"Well, I'm about to drink until I pass out. I did not volunteer to be an involuntary test subject. I mean at least pay me, and I mean up front. You still game?"
"I'm still thinking about my life. I think I'm going to ease up on alcohol. I'm not trying to be funny or anything, I just want to be aware of my surroundings," says Bo.
"Wait, now that I think about it, I probably should too. And Death slash Crazy Train. And why am I just now thinking this, but I mean like you're my Bo-Bo and all, but you could like enslave me. And I won't even be like me anymore. And I know it takes like using your blood, but yall powers be changing up too fast on people, and you probably don't have to do any of that either anymore. And this house is kinda raggedy, what if it decides to collapse? It's feeling like Final Destination up in here, at least for me," says Kenzi, spooking herself out. She starts breathing heavy. "I think I'm like…having a…like a…like heart attack," she breathes heavier. "Or…like um…a um…is this a nervous breakdown," she says, holding her chest and her head. Bo then gives her some of her chi. "Thank you," she says, with an exhale.
"Sounded more like a panic attack, and you're welcome," says Bo.
Kenzi starts laughing. "Not trying to sound like a druggie, but I feel kind of high now," she says, still giggling. "Shit Bo, what did you do?" Kenzi asks, smiling and nodding her head.
"I just gave you some of my chi. I thought it would help you go back to normal. I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what to do now. Sorry Kenzi," says Bo, feeling bad.
"I'm just like getting all kinds of fucked up today, but I am soo not complaining about this one because it's a super good high. I just want to know when it might where off, not that I mind though. Because at least I'm not tripping anymore. I mean tripping like on a cloud, instead of the floor. I blame Dyson. Hey, I just got an idea," she laughs some more. "I'm sorry, I can't help it. But you know like how Tamsin called this a crack house? It totally is. I was just casted on by teen Valk and your like a drug," she says, pointing at Bo. "Dude, you should really sell this shit," she says, laughing. "Then we could make like Scarface money, you know," she laughs, this time with a snort. "Did I ever mention that Tamsin used to say Redrum Dyson in her sleep. So now that I mentioned it, I'm just glad she wasn't saying that about me," she says, laughing really loud. "I never told anyone that by the way, but it's funny n-now though."
"O-kay, I'm going to get us some drinks. I mean like alcohol is a depressant right, so it could probably calm you down, or you can pass out as intended," says Bo, walking towards the kitchen.
"That's a good idea. And while you're at it could you like heat up the breakfast from this morning because I'm really like super hungry, but too relaxed to move," says Kenzi, all smiles, rocking to no music.
"Coming right up," says Bo as she walks over to the kitchen. Ten minutes later. "Well okay, it's all heated up and plated. Kenzi? Kenzi, did you hear me, I said it's ready. You know the food that you asked for," she walks over to sofa only to find a snoring Kenzi.