A Normal Day In The Life of Ty and Her Clones

? Krit (Joshua Alba)- On of the 12 X5s that escaped in 2009.
	He was one of the X-5s who took part in the destroying of the gene banks at Manticore in 2020 along with Max, Zack and Syl. He was able to evade recapture.
	In Special Project by Ty and Cade, Krit has a very vibrant personality, is a major smart alec, and becomes Ty’s boyfriend.

? Zack (William Gregory Lee)- Zack was one of many X5 prototypes born in Manticore. Even before he led the escape out of Manticore, Zack was a very protective older brother to the X5s. He once punched out a Tac leader for attempting to take away a balloon he retrieved for Max. 
	Zack was the first to retaliate when it seemed like Max (much like brother Jack) was about to be dragged away and her body used for a science experiment. Eva joined in the fight, but she was later killed. Zack split them into pairs and fought off guards to clear the way for the others. He was tazered to the ground that night, but 12 escaped because of him. He later escaped Manticore and continued to look out for his Manticore siblings the way he always had. 

? Ben (Jensen Ackles)- Ben was the storyteller of X5 and he seemed to be very creative. He made shadow puppets to entertain Max. He took their fear of Nomalies in the basement (insane X2s who were chained down there) and he weaved it into an enchanting Monster story. He also told of the "good place" where all good soldiers go. 
	Young Ben's life took an interesting turn when he became the leader of an X5 religious movement (sort of). His brother Jack was given a picture (an icon of the Lady of the Sacred Heart). The creative minded child that he was, Ben declared that 'the Blue Lady' was their spiritual protector. He built a shrine to her on the roof and had each X5 give her a sacrificial tooth so she would be strong enough to fight the "Nomalies". Unfortunately, Ben's faith was seriously injured when she failed to protect Jack from those who would drag him away. He went to the shrine and asked his God "Why". 
	Ben managed to escape Manticore in 2009, but he grew up to be a serial killer. Somehow he got it in his head that he wasn't strong enough and that's why his 'God' (the Blue Lady) failed him. He saw his killings as a way of proving his strength to her. 

? Darien Fawkes (Vincent Ventresca)- Ex-con, currently involved with The Agency that goes under the Department Of Health And Human Resources. Fawkes was implanted with a quicksilver gland that allows him to turn invisible designed by his deceased brother Kevin Fawkes. Partner to Robert Hobbes and assigned with a keeper, Claire, Fawkes is assigned top secret assignments.(Crap that is left over.)Not bad for guy who got the life sentence for molesting an old man.(Which he didn't do) All Darien is trying to do now is stay alive and get that pesky gland out of his brain.

? Robert Hobbes (Paul Ben-Victor)- Highly trained Federal Agent, currently partnered with Darien Fawkes. Hobbes has been with the government since he graduated high school. He was accepted to ---- but turned it down for action in the field. Bobby had worked for the FBI, and CIA, and is currently employed with The Agency. 
	With street smarts and substantial covert operation skills Hobbes is the best of the best, and severely underpaid.

? John Crichton (Ben Browder)- John Robert Crichton, Jr. is a second generation IASA astronaut with a full doctorate in Theoretical Sciences. He was a popular Mission Specialist on several successful Shuttle missions. His active, take-charge, hero side -- inherited from his father -- has remained untapped until that fateful day when he stepped into his one-man capsule and ended up at the far end of the universe. 
	Since being hurtled across the galaxy and joining a fugitive crew aboard a living vessel (Moya), Crichton has managed to survive many obstacles, including lethal confrontations with carnivorous and shape-shifting aliens. The difficulties he and the alien crew have undergone have forged a special bond between them all. They'll need that bond to survive. The merciless Peacekeepers, a military race, dog their every step, and Crichton in particular is their target. 

? Nigel Bailey (Christien Anholt)-  Nigel is assistant to Sydney Fox, a college history professor who is often called out on wild adventures to search for lost relics. A stereotypical bumbling British historian, Nigel is sent into wild adventures all over the world.
	Nigel is a London native who would definitely rather stay in the classroom then trek around the world.  

? Fox Mulder (David Duchovny)- Recruited into the Bureau after studying psychology at Oxford, Special Agent Fox Mulder showed an inclination toward the offbeat from the beginning of his career. His early monograph on serial killers and the occult led to the capture of a notorious murderer. He was on a fast track in the FBI when he took a detour into the paranormal. Convinced through hypnotic regression that his sister Samantha was abducted by some unknown power when they were children, he became obsessed with discovering the truths hidden in the X-Files, a repository for cases of the extraordinary, the unexplained and the supernatural. 
	Mulder's choosing to work on the X-Files may not have been entirely his own doing. The Cigarette-Smoking Man, as a front for the Syndicate, alludes to placing the agent where he can be controlled. They have never killed Mulder because he is so useful in disseminating the lies they need spread. 
	Mulder's workaholic lifestyle robbed him of his parents, who were eliminated by the very covert elements he sought to uncover. He finally finds the truth about his sister in "Closure" (7X11), and learns that after she was kidnapped and subjected to testing, a spiritual intervention came to her rescue and transported her soul to heaven. 
	With that preoccupation removed, Mulder now focuses on a greater truth: the confirmation of alien life. Unfortunately, he himself has become the X-File, and the task of saving him falls on the shoulders of the only person he can trust - his partner, Scully. 

? Wolf (Scott Cohen)- a half-wolf from the 2nd Kingdom who gets sent to Snow White Memorial Prison for sheep worrying (as far as we know). There he gets involved with the Evil Queen as she attempts to take over the 9 Kingdoms. He is sent after Prince Wendell who has been turned into a golden retriever. While looking for the Prince, he meets the love of his life, Virginia. They end up back in the 9 Kingdoms, Wolf deciding to change his ways and be a good boy, with Virginia’s father, Tony, and the Prince who is now a dog. They go traipsing around the 9 Kingdoms getting into situation after situation in their pursuit of the magic mirror that can return Tony and Virginia to their home. Wolf suffers a cycle every full moon in which he succumbs to his wolf tendencies. Wolf also has an extreme love of bacon.
***

	“Krit!”
	Ty mumbled profanities under her breath as she slammed the door behind her. She had just gotten home from school and of course was in a horrible mood. Her teachers were evil and gave her lots of work and many other stupid school things happened.
	“Krit!” she yelled again.
	“I’m in here!” her Krit clone yelled from somewhere within the house.
	Ty found him in the back bedroom where her computer was.
	“What’re you doing?” she demanded, always suspicious if one of her clones has been on her computer.
	“Playing hearts. Zack and Logan always win!” Krit complained.
	“I noticed that to.” Ty nodded.
	She wondered if Krit knew that Zack and Logan were just the names she had programmed in the game and that it was really the computer he was losing to. She didn’t care to explain it.
	She dumped her backpack on the floor, surprised to see that it didn’t put a hole in it. Then, she sprawled out on the bed with a sigh. Krit watched her amused.
	“Long day?” he questioned.
	“Very. I know nothing about the Peloponnesian War, I forgot all the French I swear I used to know, guy won’t leave me alone, and we had to run a mile and all kinds of stuff in weight training. Plus, my back hurts so bad that I couldn’t even do more than twenty push-ups in a minute.”
	“I don’t know much history and I know less French, but I can definitely chase away the guy, carry you for the mile, and give you a back massage.” Krit said.
	“You’re such a good boy.” Ty said with a smile.
	“Is that a yes?”
	“Back massage please! I’ll love you forever.” Ty offered.
	“No, you won’t.” a gruff male voice informed her.
	“Hi, Zack.” Ty greeted her big brother clone.
	“You should have been home six minutes ago. I thought there was trouble.” Zack griped.
	“I got lost.” Ty replied sarcastically.
	“I’m not amused.” Zack said, folding his arms.
	“You’re never amused.” Ty replied, “Just tell me, do you know where Ben is? He said he was going up to the high place last night and I haven’t seen him since.”
	“What were you doing with Ben last night?” Zack demanded.
	“Yeah, what were you doing?” Krit pouted.
	“Oh, for the love of...” Ty muttered, rolling her eyes, “Yeah, I was sleeping with Ben. Hope that’s alright.”
	“Ty!”
	“Sarcasm. Thought you were familiar with it. Heard it come out of your mouth enough times. Ben tells me bedtime stories. I thought you knew that.” Ty said.
	“I could tell you a bedtime story.” Krit continued to pout.
	“Alright. But then Ben’s giving me my back massage.” Ty replied.
	Krit immediately moved onto the bed with Ty and began giving her a back massage.
	“I’m good.” he said quickly.
	“Ben was talking with Crichton last I saw him.” Zack said and left.
	Zack didn’t like to stick around for any of Ty and Krit’s scenes. Ty was enjoying her back massage too much to care. Krit was being awfully good today, very obedient. He must have done something that he knew she’d be upset about. But she’d figure out what later. Her back had been killing her.
	Ty sensed movement and looked up in time to see Krit spin and catch something with his hand. Darien un-quicksilvered with a sheepish grin. Krit had ahold of his wrist.
	“I almost had you that time.” he said.
	“Not by a long shot.” Krit replied.
	“Still betting to see if Ralph can sneak up on you?” Ty asked, using her nickname for Darien in place of his name.
	“Yep.” they both said.
	“So, what’s up, Keep?” Darien asked, plopping down on her other side.
	One of Ty’s many aliases was Keeper. Darien, of course, referred to her by that name quite a bit.
	“Krit.” Ty said, drawing back his attention.
	Krit resumed the back massage. He must have done something really bad.
	“School sucks. But you know that. You have to stop messing with my French class. They were getting suspicious last year. They’re gonna need therapy if you keep it up.” Ty said, giving Darien a sideways glance.
	Darien liked messing with people’s heads. Especially her French class’s, apparently. He would open doors repeatedly, push books on the floor, and tap on people’s shoulders. They had thought she was joking when she said it was her invisible friend Ralph doing it. Well, that was their problem.
	“But I’m learning so much.” Darien teased, “Parlez-vous francais?”
	“Non. Et tu ne parles pas francais, aussi.” Ty replied.
	“See, I understood that.” Darien said.
	“Ralph.” Ty warned.
	“You never know when I might need to use French.”
	“You’ll never use French.” Ty said.
	“What if I run into a hot French chick?”
	“Then, she’ll think you’re mentally challenged because you can’t speak a whole sentence.” Ty replied, “Except, of course, for ‘voulez-vous cachez avec moi sa soir?’.” In which case, you get smacked.”
	“What if I run into a hot American chick and I need to impress her with my skills? Chicks love guys who can speak another language.” Darien continued.
	“Chicks also love guys with an accent, but that doesn’t mean Krit’s going to walk around talking like Nigel.” Ty said.
	“You’d be surprised. I heard him say blimey yesterday.” Darien said.
	“I didn’t say blimey.” Krit replied.
	“Did, too.”
	“Did not.”
	“Did, too.”
	“Did not.”
	“Stop!” Ty cut them both off, “I’m still mad at you for locking Nigel in the closet three days ago, Ralph. And Krit, I don’t know what you did yet, but I know you did something.”
	Krit and Darien both started talking at the same time in equally hurried voices. Ty had no idea what they were saying and didn’t care to figure it out. So instead, she somehow managed to get off the bed and move her backpack into her own room. She heard muffled yells coming from her closet.
	“Let me out! Ty’s going to be very angry! This isn’t funny!” 
	Ty rolled her eyes and let Nigel out.
	“Oh, Ty! Thank you so much.” he said in his British accent that Ty loved.
	“No problem, Nigel. Who was it this time?” 
	“That Fawkes chap that did it to me last time. Although, I think Hobbes helped. Normally, I would never fall for the same thing twice.” Nigel declared.
	Ty was thinking ‘Not the same thing, but the same hole...that’s a different story’ but she didn’t say it. That would hurt Nigel’s feelings. And the poor boy had already been locked in a closet for who knows how long.
	“Nigel, could you help me with my World History homework?” Ty asked.
	“Of course, Ty! Just show me what you’re studying.” Nigel said.
	“Okay. Later, though. I’m not in the mood for homework at the moment. Going up to the high place if anyone asks.” Ty said.
	Nigel nodded. He located Ty’s World History book and began to flip through it as Ty walked outside. Probably looking for inaccuracies. She climbed the fence onto the garage roof and then onto the house roof. It wasn’t as high as she liked, but it was all she had access to.
	Ty wasn’t surprised to see Ben and John Crichton on the roof. The two had surprising, or maybe not so surprisingly, become great friends. And they both liked the high place almost as much as she did.
	“Hi guys.” Ty said.
	“Hey, Ty.” John said.
	“Ty.” Ben nodded.
	Ty sat down between the two on the roof. There was more of a breeze up here and it was pretty nice. Ty sighed.
	“So, Ty...” John said because John always has to have something to say.
	“My World History teacher looks like you.” Ty blurted.
	“What?” John asked, shaking his head.
	“He looks like an older you. It’s creepy.”
	“But...not as cool, right?” John asked with his goofy grin.
	“’Course not.” Ty said, giving John a slight shove with her elbow, “Shoots a better lay-up than you. ‘Course, it’s with chalk, but...”
	“Hey, I shoot a pretty decent lay-up.” John protested.
	“Yeah, but I think he’s a basketball coach.” Ty replied.
	She’d just said that to irk him. John’s sensitive about that kind of stuff.
	“I beat you this morning.” Ben commented.
	“Well, you’re a transgenic super-whatever. You cheat.” John replied stiffly.
	“You taught Ben to play basketball?”
	“Sure.” John said, then continued sarcastically, “You know, I would have taught him my wormhole theories and stuff, but he wasn’t into it.”
	“Smart ass.” Ty replied.
	“Thank you.”
	“Any time.”
	“Same to you.”
	“Is that Hobbes talking to my horse?”
	“Think so.”
	“Does he know that the horse doesn’t talk back?”
	“Beats me.”
	Ty sighed and climbed down off the roof. She walked up behind Hobbes and heard him talking to her fat horse Bob.
	“So, you see, my friend, you really just can’t leave a pile of your stuff right in front of the gate. Certain people have to go through that gate regularly. I mean, I know when nature calls you gotta do what you gotta do. But when you do what you gotta do right there, certain people might step in it. And that’s just no good.” Hobbes was saying.
	“Hobbes?” Ty said.
	Hobbes tried not to jump. He didn’t like anyone to know that they could “sneak up on Bobby Hobbes”. Although, with an invisible man and three X5’s around the house, it happened pretty often.
	“Yes, Ty?” he asked, clearly annoyed.
	“There a reason why you’re talking to a horse?”
	Ty often talked to her animals, but she had never pegged Hobbes as the type to do so. Maybe he had forgotten to take his medicine today.
	“The horse and I had some issues we needed to work out, alright. If I were you I’d be more concerned about where Mulder and Wolf went. They wandered off while you were at school.” Hobbes said.
	“Aw crap.” Ty muttered.
	Her Fox Mulder clone tended to wander a lot, being who he was. And for some reason he got along extremely well with Wolf. She still thought it was pretty funny: Fox and Wolf. But when the two wandered together, they tended to get in trouble.
	“Do me a favor, Hobbes. Go and talk to Zack. If you’re lucky, he might even talk back.” Ty joked.
	Hobbes and Zack were friends (or as close to friends as Zack was with anyone. Go figure on why they got along.). Hopefully, Hobbes would get Zack to be in a pretty good mood by the time she got back from finding Fox and Wolf. Personally, Ty thought Hobbes had better luck getting the horse to talk back than Zack.
	Ty walked back in the yard and looked up at the figures on the roof.
	“Ben!” she yelled, “I need your help!”
	Ben leaped off the roof, landing near Ty. He straightened and looked at her questioningly. Ben was the best tracker, next to Zack, that Ty knew. He’d help her find Fox and Wolf a lot faster than she would on her own. And Ben was a lot easier to get along with than Zack. At least, when he took his meds. There sure was a lot of medication floating around with all of Ty’s clones.
	“Fox and Wolf wandered off again.” Ty explained.
	Ben half-smiled and nodded in understanding. He led the way out of the yard and into the alley. Ty followed. She had to hurry to keep up.
	“How do you know they came this way?” Ty asked.
	“Tracks. And Wolf has a distinct odor.” Ben said.
	“He has an odor?” Ty questioned, “Do I have an odor?”
	“Yes.” Ben said, his lips quirking in a smile.
	“But...not a bad odor, right?” Ty pressed.
	“Of course not.”
	“Do not have an odor.” Ty muttered.
	Ty hurried after Ben as he led her down the street and about a block away to her old middle school. They found Fox and Wolf standing outside, Fox explaining the possibly paranormal qualities of the school.
	“Fox.” Ty said, hands on her hips.
	Fox and Wolf both whirled around. Wolf scratched his temple nervously, knowing he was in trouble. Fox gave her his puppy dog eyes. Ty avoided looking at them.
	“You two know not to leave the vicinity of my house when I’m not there. I’ve told you half a zillion times. You are both in big trouble.” Ty said, trying to sound stern.
	“Huff-puff, Ty!” Wolf protested.
	“There’s a really good explanation for this...” Fox added.
	“No huff-puffs or long-winded explanations.” Ty interrupted, “You’re both grounded. Fox, no Internet. And Wolf, no bacon.”
	“Harsh.” Ben muttered.
	“Ty!” Fox and Wolf both said at once.
	“Nope.” Ty shook her head.
	Wolf whined and gazed up at her. Ty accidentally looked at him and felt her resolve crushing. She looked away, but then she saw the look Fox was giving her. She shielded her eyes.
	“Guys.” she whined, “Stop trying to make me feel bad. You know you shouldn’t be out here.”
	“We’ll never do it again.” Fox offered.
	“Solemn wolf word.” Wolf promised.
	“Oh, alright.” Ty gave in, “Now, get home!”
	Fox and Wolf immediately started home.
	“Thanks, Fox. You saved my bacon.” Wolf said.
	Ty shook her head and followed after them. She glanced back to make sure Ben was following.
	“You’re too easy on them.” Ben said.
	“A minute ago I was being harsh.” Ty replied.
	“You never go through with it. Zack’s the only one who can make you stay mad at him for long periods of time.” 
	“Well, Zack’s talented like that.” Ty shrugged.
	“They wouldn’t wander off all the time if you actually punished them for it.” Ben continued.
	“Oh, stop it, Ben!” Ty snapped, “Or I might learn how to stay mad at you, too.”
	“You wouldn’t.” Ben stated with a cool certainty.
	“Wanna bet?” Ty replied, “I’ll make you listen to N’Sync.”
	Ben shuddered. He couldn’t stand pop music.
	“You wouldn’t.” he repeated.
	“Oh, the Blue Lady is not smiling on you today, Benny boy.” Ty growled angrily.
	“Ty, don’t. Please.” Ben said quietly.
	Ty didn’t even have to look at Ben. Ben always did her in with his voice. Each of her clones had figured out exactly which buttons to push.
	“One of these days, Ben.” Ty grumbled.
	“One of these days.” Ben agreed.
	Ty deemed to ignore Ben the rest of the way back to the house. She walked inside the house and suddenly remembered that Krit had been on her computer and that he had been acting really suspicious. She decided she had better figure out what he’d done.
	She found Krit talking to Nigel about something.
	“Krit? Can I talk to you?” Ty asked, gesturing towards the door.
	Krit shot a worried glance at Nigel, then stood up and walked out the door. Ty followed him down the hall to the back bedroom.
	“What did you do?” she demanded without preamble.
	“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Krit said a little too quickly.
	“Yes, you do. Why were you on my computer?” Ty pressed.
	“Playing hearts.”
	“Krit, you’ve never played hearts in your life.”
	“That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.” Krit said, crossing his arms stubbornly.
	Ty stood on her toes and used Krit’s folded arms as support so she could get right in Krit’s face.
	“You’re a liar.”
	Krit kissed her and Ty shoved him backwards.
	“Don’t think that’ll save you.” she informed him.
	“Couldn’t resist.” Krit tried with a small grin.
	Ty didn’t even blink as she glared at him. Krit’s grin disappeared and he looked at the floor.
	“What did you do, Krit?” Ty pressed.
	“I sort of...ordered another clone.” Krit said so quiet Ty almost didn’t hear him.
	“What? Who?” Ty demanded.
	“Syl.” Krit confessed.
	Ty stared at him.
	“Krit.” she said quietly and he looked up at her, “I love Syl! Why would that be a problem? I mean, you should have asked me first, but...”
	“You mean you’re not mad?” Krit asked, looking up at her shyly.
	“Of course not! When does she get here?”
	“This evening, I think.” Krit said excitedly, breaking out in a huge smile.
	“You should have just told me you missed Syl. Syl’s awesome. I would have ordered a Syl clone for you.” Ty said, pulling on Krit’s arm until he sat down and resting her head on his shoulder, “You’re so cute, Krit.”
	“So I’ve been told.” Krit grinned.
	“I hope only by me.”
	“Actually, Zack was saying...” Krit joked.
	“I don’t think the word ‘cute’ is in Zack’s vocabulary.”
	“You never know.” Krit shrugged.
	“Ty! Cade’s on the phone!” Darien yelled.
	Ty picked up the phone in that room.
	“So...Fawkesy, whatcha doin’?” Cade asked in a childish voice.
	“Nothing much. You know, you’re a pretty foxy lady.” Darien said.
	“You know, I am on the line now.” Ty said.
	“We know.” Cade and Darien both said at once.
	“Very funny.” Ty rolled her eyes, “Bye Darien.”
	“See ya, babes.” Darien said and hung up.
	“Hey, Cade.” Ty said.
	“Hey. What’s up?” Cade asked.
	“Nothing. Krit ordered a Syl clone. Ralph locked Nigel in the closet again. Fox and Wolf think our middle school’s possessed or something like that. The usual.” Ty replied.
	“I see.” Cade said slowly, “Well, I just wanted to know what you think about getting together this weekend. We could have a clone party and work on our fanfic.”
	“Cool. We should do that. We’ll need name tags, though.” Ty said with a grin.
	“Yeah, I think we will.” Cade agreed.
	Ty swatted away Krit’s hand as he tugged at her arm.
	“So have you written any more on the fanfic?” she asked.
	“About a paragraph.” Cade said and Ty could almost see her shrug.
	“We definitely have to get the next chapter done. We’ve had requests.” Ty said, swatting at Krit again as she spoke.
	“By your clones or other people?” 
	“Both.” Ty said, “Krit wants to know what happens pretty badly. He’s worried about me. We stopped right where Ty turns herself in for Cade’s antidote.”
	“Wow. He’s a dork.”
	“That’s what I keep saying.”
	“Well, I’ll talk to you some more later. I’ve got to go eat.” Cade said.
	“Okay.” Ty agreed.
	“Gotta blaze. Late.” Cade joked.
	“Late.” Ty echoed.
	“Bye.”
	“Bye.”
	Ty hung up and turned to face Krit.
	“What?” she demanded.
	“I wanted to talk to Cade.” Krit pouted.
	“Why?”
	“I wanna know what happens.” Krit whined.
	“They all died. The end.”
	“That’s not funny.”
	“Krit, you are a dork.” Ty said, sitting down next to him again.
	“Uh...okay.” Krit said uncertainly.
	“It’s not a bad thing.” Ty assured him, “Besides, you’re my dork.”
	“I can live with that.” Krit smiled. Then, he grinned mischievously, “But you’re not getting away with not letting me talk to Cade.” 
	He leaned over and began tickling Ty.
	“Krit!” Ty cried, wrapping her arms around her stomach in an attempt to keep him from tickling her as she scooted backwards on the bed, “Stop it!”
	“Pay back.” Krit grinned.
	“Krit! No! Stop!”
	“What the hell...”
	Krit and Ty both froze. Slowly, they turned their heads and saw Zack staring at them. Ty knew how bad this must look.
	“Zack...uh...hi.” Ty said.
	“Separate.” Zack ordered.
	Krit got off Ty and they scooted apart.
	“Explain why I shouldn’t kill Krit.” 
	“Because I’d get very mad at you. And because its damaging to your psyche.” Ty offered.
	“Because I’m so damn cute.” Krit offered.
	“Because you love me.” Ty added.
	“Because it’d be messy and you’d ruin your favorite jacket.” Krit added.
	Zack shook his head and walked away. Ty looked at Krit and laughed. Krit laughed, too.
	“Because you’re so damn cute?” Ty questioned.
	“I don’t know.” Krit shrugged.
	Ty messed up Krit’s hair as she got up. Krit indignantly pushed her hand away. Ty grinned and walked out of the room. She really wished Zack had a mute button.
	She decided she better get her homework done, so she joined Nigel and did her World History. Then, she had to grab some dinner and eat it over her French homework. She was just finishing when she heard a commotion and went to investigate. She found her clones clumped around Krit. She pushed through them to find that Krit had Syl pushed behind him.
	“Leave my sister alone!” Krit growled at her other clones.
	Ty couldn’t help but laugh so hard her sides hurt. Krit glared at her. Ty should have known her clones would hit on Syl. Syl looked confused, but also amused.
	“Guys! Stop!” Ty said, gasping as she tried to catch her breath, “I need to talk to Syl.”
	The guys grumbled, but dispersed.
	“Hey, Syl.” Ty said.
	“Ty? What’s going on? Where am I?” Syl asked.
	“You’re at my house. Krit ordered you. Those other guys are my other clones. It’s a long story.” Ty said.
	“I’ll explain later.” Krit promised.
	“And so you know, the British guy is Nigel, the guy with the huge hair that had the worst pickup lines was Darien, the balding guy was Hobbes, you know Ben and Zack’s around somewhere, the dark-haired guy with the grey shirt was Fox Mulder, the guy with the flashy green eyes was Wolf, and uh...how do I describe John? The hot guy who acts nuts, but is surprisingly smart is John Crichton.” Ty said.
	“Hot guy?” Krit pouted.
	“Oh, hush.” Ty said.
	“Cool.” Syl said, looking in the direction the guys had gone, “Mind if I mingle?”
	“Go for it. Feel free to smack any of them.” Ty said.
	“Or call me!” Krit yelled after her.
	Ty smiled.
	“What?” Krit demanded.
	“You’re all concerned about Syl. It’s cute.” she said.
	“It’s not cute. I know those guys. I’m worried for my sister.” Krit said.
	“We know your sister. She could kick any of their asses.” Ty reminded him.
	“I guess.” Krit said, “But I’d rather I did it for her.”
	“You’re not allowed.” Ty said, “Unless they start hitting on you. And that’s never gonna happen.”
	“Thank God.”
	“Thank the Blue Lady.”
	“I don’t think Ben should tell you stories anymore.”
	“Okay. Wolf can tell me my bedtime story tonight.” Ty said.
	Krit gave her an exasperated look.
	“Oh, fine. You can tell me a story tonight. But it better be a good one.” Ty warned.
	“I promise.” Krit said, crossing his heart.
	“Come to the high place with me.” Ty said unexpectedly.
	“Okay.” Krit agreed.
	He followed her outside and up the fence onto the roof. They sat down in almost the same spot Ty had sat in earlier with John and Ben. The sun was almost all the way set.
	“Nice night.” Krit said.
	“Yep.” Ty agreed.
	“Why’d you bring me up here, Ty?” Krit asked.
	“I don’t know. Seemed like a good idea.” Ty shrugged.
	Krit leaned over and kissed her almost shyly. Ty smiled.
	“You know what’ll happen in the next chapter yet?” Krit asked as he pulled away.
	Ty rolled her eyes.
	“They decided to screw it all and do the hustle.” she said.
	“X5 Karaoke?“ Krit said.
	“Ty!”
	Ty stood up and saw that Hobbes was calling her.	
	“What, Bobby?” she asked.
	“Nigel’s in the closet again.” he said with a smirk.
	“Oh, for the love of...” Ty muttered, climbing down. 	
	Krit followed her back inside. Ty glanced suspiciously around at each of her clones, but none of them fessed up. She sighed and went to open her closet door for Nigel.
	She was pretty surprised by the scene she found. Nigel was in the closet alright, but he wasn’t exactly alone. Syl was there with him. And Syl looked to be the one responsible for putting Nigel in the closet this time. They were too busy “snogging” to even notice that the door was open.
	“Syl!” Krit cried, astonished.
	Syl jumped and looked back sheepishly at Krit. Nigel looked flushed.
	“Hi, Krit.” she said, offering him an awkward smile.
	“Oh, Zack’s gonna kill you.” Ty said, her eyes still wide.
	“He doesn’t have to know. Why do you think we were in the closet?” Syl said, stepping out into Ty’s room.
	“I’ll deal with you later.” Krit informed Nigel, closing the closet door on him.
	“Krit!” Syl protested.
	“Syl.” Krit said evenly, “You don’t even know him!”
	“Sure I do. His name is Nigel Bailey. He’s British. He has a major in...” Syl began.
	“That’s not the point!” Krit interrupted.
	“Krit, you sound like Zack.” Ty said quietly.
	Krit froze, his mouth open.
	“Oh, my god.” Krit said and ran out of the room.
	“Thanks, Ty.” Syl said.
	“No problem.” Ty said. She continued with a smirk, “I’m actually kind of glad you picked Nigel. Ralph and Fox and Crichton needed their egos deflated a bit.”
	“I think it was the accent. I’ve always been a sucker for accents.” Syl said.
	“I know what you mean.” Ty nodded.
	“Girls!” Nigel called from the closet, “Let me out, please!”
	“Oh! Sorry, Nigel.” Ty said, hurriedly turning and opening the closet.
	“Come on, Nigel, baby. Let’s go talk to the guys.” Syl said, mussing Nigel’s hair and linking her arm through his.
	“Oh...a...alright.” Nigel said, obviously still astounded with Syl’s straight-forwardness.
	Ty followed Nigel and Syl out into the living room where her clones appeared to be clustered around the TV, watching a movie. Closer inspection of the TV screen showed that they were all watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the original movie. Krit wasn’t present so Ty decided to go look for him. She found him curled up in the back bedroom, listening to Britney Spears.
	“Krit, are you okay?” Ty asked cautiously.
	“Must drown every ounce of Zack-ness.” Krit muttered, hugging his knees.
	“And Britney Spears does this?” Ty questioned.
	“Britney Spears, N’Sync, uh...S Club. Anything Zack would never listen to unless Cade held a gun to his head.” Krit explained.
	“Krit, you’re not Zack.” Ty sighed, “Trust me on this.”
	“You said I sounded like him.” Krit protested, “And you know how much I hate Zack when he’s doing that big brother lecture crap and threatening me to stay away from you and yelling at you for being around me and so on.”
	“You’re just concerned for Syl.”
	“I’ve turned into an uptight asshole. I might as well wear a C.O. button.”
	“That’s not nice.”
	“But very true.”
	“Krit.”
	“Could you please leave me alone so I can ramble about pot lucks and religious figures?”
	“No. You are not having a mental breakdown on my watch. Now, come watch Ninja Turtles with us. You love that movie.” Ty said, pulling on Krit’s hand.
	“Is it the one with Vanilla Ice singing ‘Go Turtles, go Turtles, go!’?” Krit asked.
	“Nope, first one.”
	“Well, that one’s good, too.”
	“And I’ll get you some ice cream.”
	“Cookies in cream?”
	“Mint chocolate chip. But you still like that kind.”
	“Make out with me while we wait?”
	“What?”
	“You shouldn’t stay up too late.”
	“That’s not funny.”
	“What?” Krit asked innocently.
	“See, you’re healed.” Ty said, pulling Krit to his feet, “Your Zack-itis is completely gone.”
	“Are you sure?”
	Ty kissed Krit and nodded.
	“Yep, definitely.”
	“Okay, well, let’s go then! We’re missing the best parts of the movie!” Krit said, dragging Ty down the hall.
	Ty almost smiled. It’s a good thing that Krit was as insane as she was or else they’d never be able to put up with each other. Maybe that’s why Zack thought they both were so annoying.
	Ty plunked down on the floor next to Krit and watched the movie. Krit was quickly employed as a pillow and somehow, Darien managed to make popcorn without blowing up her microwave. Of course, this later became a problem when the popcorn was hurled at the screen as punishment for something that was too corny for even this crowd. Ty was forced to threaten all her clones to get them to stop. There was no way she was spending her night cleaning up popcorn.
	It was also interesting to see Syl “work the crowd”. While it was obvious that Syl was set in her decision about Nigel (for now, anyway), that didn’t stop the guys (namely, Darien, John, and Fox) from trying to “show her the error of her ways”. Syl took full advantage of this and never even had to shift positions on the couch to get something. She just had to hint at wanting something and one of the guys would immediately have it for her. Ty almost died trying not to laugh when she heard Darien and Fox both trying to sweet talk her at the same time. Darien, of course, would always be utterly hopeless, and Fox was too long-winded and used too many big words to hold Syl’s attention. By the end of the movie, the guys were all sulking and nursing their wounded male egos after having been shot down repeatedly.
	“I’m going to sleep.” Ty announced as the movie came to an end, “So keep it down, guys.”
	Ben looked at her questioningly and Ty shook her head. She rolled her eyes and motioned to Krit. Ben smiled and nodded back. If Krit wanted to tell her a story, fine. Ben’s could get kind of creepy anyway and Wolf’s tended to be a little confusing and had the gift of making you hungry by the time they were through.
	Ty shoved Krit out of her room and changed into her PJ’s. Her PJ’s being a pair of Krit’s old boxers that were nowhere close to fitting him anymore and any tanktop that presented itself. She kicked the door back open with her foot and climbed into bed. Before she realized it, Krit was lying on the bed with her.
	“What are you doing?” Ty asked.
	“Telling you a story.” Krit said firmly, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close, “Once upon a time there was a pretty girl who was surrounded by guys. There was the incredibly handsome, charming, near perfect one. There was the invisible knight, the magical dwarf, the annoying, mean, smelly big brother, the crazy hunter, the slightly less crazy astronaut, the back-stabbing, seemingly innocent British bookworm, the strange believer, and the stranger half-wolf. The newest addition to this motley group was the near perfect one’s sister. The near perfect one missed her and wanted her to come live with them, but when she got there the near perfect one found her with the British bookworm.”
	“But the near perfect one and the pretty girl both knew that it was the sister’s decision and that she wasn’t exactly the most inexperienced person they knew, so there was no reason for anyone to be angry at the bookworm.” Ty interjected.
	“Is this my story or yours?” 	
	“Just making sure you got your facts straight.”
	“Whatever. Anyway, the incredibly handsome, charming, near perfect guy was torn and he needed to find something to do to take his mind off of what was happening with his sister. Being around the pretty girl helped a little, but for some reason the pretty girl was on his sister’s side. So instead, the near perfect boy decided that he would think about things that had nothing to do with his sister and he realized that he had a quest he must fulfill. He realized that no one had any idea where the annoying, mean, smelly big brother went all the time when he disappeared and that it was about time someone found out. But it was getting late, so the boy decided he would wait until the next day to begin this quest. He hoped that the pretty girl would let him keep this quest in mind and not anything to do with his sister.” Krit paused for Ty to say something to that.
	“That’s a good quest.” Ty said finally.
	Krit smiled.
	“The pretty girl agreed with him and didn’t bring up his sister. So the handsome boy was happy and he spent his night doubling as a pillow for the pretty girl. If that ain’t a happy ending...” Krit finished.
	“You’re doubling as my pillow?” Ty asked doubtfully.
	“I’m a good pillow!”
	“Pillows don’t talk.”
	“Is that a hint?”
	“Not a very subtle one.” Ty replied, then smiled, “I’m just kidding. You’re a good pillow, Krit.”
	“Thank you.” Krit said with a sharp nod.
	Ty yawned.
	“I think I’m going to sleep now.” she said through the yawn.
	“Good girl. Sleep, Ty.” Krit said, stroking her hair.
	“I’m not a pet dog.” Ty protested.
	“I didn’t tell you to sit up and beg, did I?” Krit replied, “Just go to sleep. Have a nice dream. You can tell me about it in the morning.”
	“Okay.” Ty said, closing her eyes. 
	It didn’t take long for her to fall deep asleep.
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