Chris walked into apartment and looked around. Nothing was touched. The cereal was still out on the counter too.
Chris: Kat forgot to clean up again...
She walked into her bedroom and took her clothes off, unveiling her bra and boxers.
Chris: Quite a combo these clothes...
She couldn't quite get the bra off, so she figured she'd just sleep in it and call Kat about it later. She began to climb into bed when...
????: What the hell is wrong with you!?
Kat barged through the front door and yelled.
Chris: Not now, Kat...
Kat: Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you!? Go back and apologize-- And-- AND GET YOURSELF FIXED! DAMMIT! GET OUT OF MY GENDER!
Chris: Not in the mood, Kat... Just let me get some sleep and we can resolve this later...
Kat: No! Get up while we still have time to find that foxgirl and Teyla!
Chris: I'm not going to go groveling to those bastards. Make them come here if they care so much about fixing this... Until then, I'll just deal with the way I am.
Kat: I never thought I'd see the day... You've given up. Don't let your damn pride get in the way! Just come with me and everything can be fixed!
Chris: Look, I just don't care. Now leave. Or actually, your timing is somewhat perfect. Get this bra off me.
Kat walked out of the apartment.
Kat: Do it yourself, you whore!
Chris: Whatever.
She shut her bedroom door, climbed back into bed, and fell asleep, not knowing what tomorrow might bring.
Chris didn't set his alarm the night before. He really didn't have to as it was still the weekend. Chris was rolled over on the side of his bed with his arm hanging off the side. He lay in a state of part dream and part awareness. If he were to open his eyes, he would ruin it and be forced to wake up. He chose the option of moving around while his eyes remained closed.
Chris: MMmmmm...
He moved his arm and wiped away some morning saliva from his cheek. He rolled over to his other side to adjust various uncomfortable portions of his body. As he rolled, he noticed something somewhat peculiar...
Chris flung himself upward and reached for his netherlands.
Chris: HOLY SHIT! IT'S THERE! THEY'RE THERE! AND IN ALL THEIR GLORY!
????: I know.
Chris:
Chris froze. Something spoke from the other side of his bed. What was a moment of great rejoicing was now one of pure fear.
????: Oh comon. I figured it'd be funny to say that... Pay back for it poking me all night.
Chris:
Chris couldn't move. He simply sat up in bed, looking directly at his door.
????: Honestly... Stop it.
Whoever it was pushed him off the side of the bed.
*ku-thump*
Chris: Ow! Jeez! Who are you!?
????: Me? Why don't you peek up here and see?
Chris lay on the floor unsure if he really wanted to. At this point he was sure it was a girl. He figured he had no choice. She was in HIS room so she'd just have to deal with him looking at her, naked or not. He started praying for the girl to be hot as he raised his head. As his eyes rose over the bed sheets, he saw her.
????: Hi.
Chris: Uh... Hi.
So it was a girl. In a bra and boxers. Lying there in his bed.
Chris: Um. Who are you?
????: I honestly don't really know, but I have a pretty good hunch. I'm pretty sure I was like this last night.
Chris: Wait. Wasn't I like that last ni--...
No. Fucking. Way.
????: Yea. That's what I was thinking. I'm you.
Chris: . . . Well... Ummm...
????: Now the harder part is determining who is the real us. I figure, since the female incident happened more recently, I'd be the copy. If that makes sense to you.
Chris: Uhhhh... I guess...
????: So, I named myself. I'll be called Christina now.
Chris: That works I guess... I'm still wondering why you even exist, but getting the whole "Hey, I'm still human" thing out of the way helps I guess.
Christina: Well, I don't have a clue how it happened and it doesn't bother me. It could be a glitch by that foxgirl. I see it as a gift, at least from my perspective it is one.
Chris began changing into clothes while Christina lay on the bed contemplating things. Once he was dressed he walked back over to her.
Chris: So do you want some clothes and then we can talk about this over breakfast?
Christina: No.
She reached under her pillow and pulled out a gun. She undid the safety and pointed it at his face.
Chris: Wh-Where did you get that!?
Christina: Oh. Well, you see, last night, after I figured this all out, I determined that there could be only one of us. The Earth can only give out so much energy to so many people... I figured it'd be best if I got rid of you so I could have the proper allotment of energy for myself, rather than split it with you.
Christina got out of bed and began walking towards Chris. The gun was still pointed at his face the entire time. She continued on...
Christina: But that got me thinking, what if I eliminated everyone who's taking in energy from the Earth? Then I'd be more powerful, right? To sum it all up, I got this gun last night so I can point it at you right now and have you call Kat and make her get her fat ass over here now.
Chris: What do you want from her!?
*Ka-Click*
Christina loaded a bullet into the chamber
Christina: I suggest you just call her and tell her to come over here. It's a lot easier on both of us that way. You don't die yet and I get what I want.
Chris: What could you possibly want from her!? You're not going to kill her, are you!?
Christina: No, certainly not. At least not when she arrives. We'll see how things go from there...
Chris: Grrrr...
He reached for his nightstand and picked up his cell. He scrolled through contacts and picked out Kat. He selected call.
*riiiiing riiiiing*
Kat's Voice Message: Hi this is Kat. Please leave me a message unless you're a dick named Chris. Thanks. *beeeep*
Wow. Didn't take her long to change that, now did it?...
Chris: Uhhhh... Hey, Kat... I'm sorry about last night... But uhhhh... Good news! I'm a guy again! Yea... Say... Why don't you come over or something so we can uhhhh... uhhhh...
Christina: *under her breath* Finish the message or I kill you!
Chris: AHHHH-- Erm! Just come over we need to talk! *click*
Christina: Good. Now sit down on the couch with the TV on. I'll stay in the bedroom with the gun focused on you. One false move and you're dead. When she comes to the door. You are to invite her into your room. Mess up, and it'll be a bloody mess for the two of you. Understand?
Chris: Yea...
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*An hour or so later*
Kat: Huh...
Chris' Message: Erm! Just come over! We need to talk!
Kat: Hah... So now you want to talk, huh? Well forget about that. I think I'll just go find Teyla myself and bring her to him... Hah! And then we'll make him apologize! Yea, that'll solve this whole problem wouldn't it... Ok then... I'm off!
Kat burst out of her room at Rei's place with her Teydar running at max.
Kat walked along the sidewalk in the busy shopping district of Juban. She knew something wasn't right. She could just feel it in her gut, but it wasn't the type of feeling that required immediate action. It simply made her feel uneasy. She put the weird vibes aside and focused on finding Teyla.
Kat: Hmmmm... If I were Teyla and had nothing to do... Where would I be...
She wandered right into the busiest part of the district and looked up at the giant screen above her. As she though for a moment, the exact location of Teyla dawned on her.
Kat: Of course! She's right here! Somewhere... Argh! TEYLA! WHERE ARE YOU!?
She dashed into the nearest trendy clothing store and began her frantic search for her high school friend.
Teyla walked out from the store across the street, arms full of bags, and a happy look on her face. She continued down the street to the next store, passing a Family Mart along the way.
Kat burst out of the store, knocking over anything that got in her way.
Kat: TEY-LAAAAAAAA! WHERE ARE YOU! ARGH!
She ran into the main square again and looked around in all directions, in almost a thrashing motion.
Kat: *sigh* I'll never find her like this... Why does that girl keep her cell phone off!?
????: *Bwoom* *Blah blah blah something loud and noisy in Japanese*
Kat: huh?
She looked up to see the jumbotron had turned on.
Kat: . . . That's it!
And off she ran. Into the building that housed the massive screen. --------------------------------------------------
Christina: Change the channel. I'm tired of listening to that crap.
Chris: What?
Christina: Do it.
Chris: Fine jeez.
Christina: Don't give me lip, just do it.
Chris had spent his time on the couch thinking about how he could distract her somehow. Now that she gave him an order, he had a little bit of freedom. Enough to hopefully get her occupied.
TV: "...Why don't you make a l-l-like a tree and g-get the FUCK OUT OF HERE!"
Christina: . . . Is that...
Chris: Looks like Boondock Saints to me.
Christina: Leave it.
She peered out of the bedroom door and began to watch.
Chris' Mind: FFFFFFFFFFFF-- Movie's almost over. Jesus, Kat. Help!
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Kat slipped open the door marked CONTROL ROOM and eased herself in quietly.
Kat: *pant pant pant* O-Ok... Everyone in my way is either incapacitated or dead. I ought to have full control here... I think...
She walked up to the panel, noticing an emergency microphone.
Kat: Aha!
Shopping District Speaker System: *SQUEEEEEEEEEEEE~* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH--Hahahaha... Sorry! Ummm... Uhhh... Wait...
Kat couldn't think of anything to say without causing mass confusion or panic.
Shopping District Speaker System: Ummm... Hello... I'm... I'm...
Kat to Herself: Grrr... Think of something you can do-- OH RIGHT!
Shopping District Speaker System: CITIZENS! THIS IS SAILOR TERRA! I'M LOOKING FOR ONE TEYLA REMILAN. IF YOU SPOT HER, PLEASE SEND HER OUTSIDE IMMEDIATELY. Hahahaha!~ *BAM! BAM! This is the police! Open up and get the hell off there!* OH SHIT!-- *Awkward Pause* HEHE... Uhhhh... AGAIN, THAT'S TEYLA REMILAN. THAT IS ALL CITIZENS! *SKREEEEEEEEEEE~*
She dropped the oddly-shaped dildo that had no place in the supermarket that she was gonna sneak into someone back home's bag as a prank, and looked around.
She was lost.
Teyla: Oh hey a wall... what should I do...... Aha!
*BWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM*
There was no wall left. Nor in the next building. Or the next one down.
Teyla dressed as a black-white witch flew out on a broom to find Kat. She shouted at the cashier as she left.
Security chased Kat to the edge of the roof of the skyscraper which housed the massive screen. She was surrounded by 15 armed and ready officers.
Security Chief: Hand up, kid, or we've orders to shootcha'!
Kat: Tsch. Too late boys.
*Gleeeeeeeeeeeeeem*
Kat knew exactly what was happening in the streets below. Well. Sorta. The generic anime gleam below indicated SOMETHING was coming her way, she just figur-- Oh you get the point.
Kat: Teylaaaaaaaaa! Catch!
She leapt from the roof, honestly, not knowing what would happen.
