MePhone walked over to Two, Book, and Price Tag. "Hey," he greeted, waving.

"Hey, MePhone!" Price Tag cheered. "Feeling any better?"

"You wouldn't believe," MePhone replied.

"MePhone!" Book cried. "I'm so sorry! I...I wasn't trying to-I didn't mean-I-"

"Hey, it's okay," MePhone said. "We all have to take time for ourselves sometimes, right?"

Book stared at him, tears swelling up in her eyes. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice shaky. "Because I really hurt you, and I didn't mean anything by it! I just wanted to see if you were okay, and I-"

"I'm okay, really," MePhone replied, smiling. "Don't worry about it."

Book started crying. "I'm so glad! I'm so sorry!" Two pushed her away before she wrapped her arms around MePhone. "Hang in there, Book, we don't want to cry too much on him."

Book just kept blubbering something inaudible through her tears. Eventually, she recomposed herself. She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry," she said, bowing.

"Woah, that's a sudden change of attitude," Price Tag teased.

"Really, you guys are all great," MePhone said, "and I would like to talk to you, but I think I'm going to bed."

"Oh, well have a good night then," Price Tag replied, moving out of MePhone's way. "See you in the morning, MePhone."

"Thanks," he replied, walking past her. "You too."

MePhone woke up that morning in a much better mood than he had been the past week. Now, since he's not depressed, or exploded, maybe he can finally enjoy Two's world, and hopefully talk to his contestants. Although, Two seemed like he wanted to tal more, possibly tell him things that could wait until he was in a better mood. "Maybe I should go talk to Two..." MePhone said to himself.

MePhone slid out of bed, made his blankets, then stared at the picture in the frame. The selfie. He likes that picture. It was a nice day to hang out and relax some. Now he can finally do that. He's not entirely stress free, and he doesn't think he ever will be again, but, he feels much lighter, and much happier, than he has in a while. In...a year. And a half.

MePhone knocked on Two's door. "One moment!" Two called.

There came a small bit of shuffling, a thud, a small 'ouch' from Two, and then the door opened. "Oh! MePhone! Buddy! Hi! How are you doing?"

"Much better, thank you," MePhone replied. "I guess talking helps."

"You wouldn't believe it," Two replied.

"Uh, you okay?" MePhone asked, tilting to peek around Two's arm. Two moved his arm up. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine! Don't worry about it!" Two walked out and closed the door, keeping the inside of his room blocked from MePhone's vision. MePhone stared at him for a second. "What is it? Do you need something?"

MePhone stayed quiet. "Huh? Sorry, I wasn't listening," he replied.

"Did you need something, buddy?" Two asked, chuckling.

"Oh, yeah, uh..." MePhone said, looking at Two. "Did you want to talk more yesterday? You mentioned...cookies?"

"Oh, yeah! Right!" Two cheered. "Let's head back to Florida!"

"Florida?" MePhone asked. "Why?"

"That's where our special bench is!" Two replied. "The one we laughed on TWO-gether!"

MePhone chuckled. "Okay, I get it." Two pulled MePhone closer, snapped his fingers, and popped in Florida, in the same amusement park from before. "Here we are!" Two cheered. "Let's go get some cookies and ice cream, then we can sit down and talk!"

"Okay," MePhone replied, following Two to the same machine they got handfuls of cookies from last time.

This machine looks like one of the popcorn machines inside of fair grounds, where the popcorn bursts out all at once, in a bowl at the top of the machine. Except, for some reason, this machine has cookies. Neither of them complained. Two got a couple of cookies from MePhone, who managed to get an entire armful of cookies. MePhone didn't mind much that Two took some of his cookies. He could eat them all, but he decided he doesn't want to eat all of them.

Two then led MePhone to the ice cream stand. "Two chocolate ice creams, please!" Two exclaimed, holding up two fingers.

"Two chocolate ice creams, coming up!" the shaker full of rainbow sprinkles repeated. Two and MePhone waited patiently while he scooped the ice creams into cones and handed it to them. "There you go!"

"Thank you!" Two replied, handing him some Yoyle Coins, then walking away happily with MePhone. They sat on their 'special bench,' laughing and chatting, until they both finished their ice creams.

"Okay, okay, buddy, let's get serious here for a minute," Two said.

"Oh, uh, okay," MePhone said, taken off guard.

"Okay, I know you just finished hosting," Two spun his hand in a circle, "and I don't want to push you into doing something you don't like...hang with me, MePhone...but, I was wondering if you'd like to...I don't know, co-host? And...y-you don't have to accept, of course!" Two cried quickly. "But...I thought it'd be a nice...I don't know, something you're interested in?"

Two stared at MePhone, then sighed. "I'm sorry! It was too quick wasn't it! I-I shouldn't have offered! I don't know what I was thinking!"

"I, uh..." MePhone said, rubbing the back of his head. "I'll think about it."

"I'm sorry! It was too qui-what?" Two asked. "What did you say?"

"I said I'll think about it," MePhone replied.

"Y-you will?" Two asked, shocked.

"Yeah," MePhone replied, smiling. "I mean, I've been hosting my whole life, which hasn't been long-"

"It hasn't?" Two asked.

"No," MePhone replied. "I'm only one and a half."

"Aw!" Two cried. "I didn't know you were still a kid!"

"Y-yeah," MePhone replied. "I don't usually tell anyone." MePhone chuckled. "Anyway, I've been hosting for one and a half years, and...I don't know, I've kinda enjoyed it, even if it was kind of stressful, and...you know, trauma inducing. I did still like it."

"So..." Two said.

"I'll think about it," MePhone smiled. "I don't want to get back into it too quickly."

"How about a new screen?" Two asked. "I can help you with that too."

"What?" MePhone asked. The sound of his screen breaking sounded in his head again. Then, the sound of MePad's screen cracking from the impact of the knife. Then, he heard Cobs exploding. "I-I-I..."

"Oh, dang, I'm sorry, I did it again..." Two said, quiet.

"N-no, it's fine, I..." MePhone said.

"It's okay, you don't have to. Either of them," Two said. "Ugh, I can't believe I did it twice." He chuckled, awkwardly. "Sorry. Guess two is my lucky number."

"No, no, you're fine," MePhone said. He sighed. "I'll think about it. It would be nice to get a new screen. It stutters sometimes, but...I don't know, it doesn't feel like I'm ready to move on yet, you know?"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it," Two said. "I'm sorry."

"You're fine," MePhone replied. "How about we ride the bumper cars before we head back?"

"Okay," Two said, smiling.

MePhone and Two rode the bumper cars before Two paid for the pictures, then they headed off the attraction. "Okay, ready to go home?" Two asked.

"Yeah, let's go," MePhone said, smiling.

Author's Note

Callback to MePhone's MePad car and Two's Gaty car!