Josh was still asleep on the couch, dreaming about riding giant cats playing soccer. It was a tie game, and just as he was about to score the winning goal, the crowd watching the game started yelling and screaming. Then suddenly the sun was a lot brighter, and as he woke up, he saw the lights on, and heard Kyle arguing with someone. "... I don't care!"
Josh said up on the couch and stared at the two headed being before him. "Dam Kyle, can't you keep that kid quiet?" He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and got a better look. Kyle was no longer fused to that little kid, but instead to someone else. Josh howled with laughter, "Oh man, what the hell have you gotten yourself into now?!"
"This is all your fault!" Kyle lunged towards Josh, but he and Kevin were still uncoordinated, and they quickly fell to the ground.
"No, this is your fault!" Kevin turned them on their side and gave kyle another punch, "Stop moving like your still one person, I'm friggin' attached here!" Josh just watch over the back of the couch. Kevin and Kyle were rolling this way and that, arguing over who's fault all of this was. Finally the pair stopped. They were flushed, coated in sweat, and breathing heavily. "Ug, we can't keep doing this..."
"You're right. But it's hard not to, when you keep making me mad." Kyle turned and saw Kevin's red face, and could feel his burning too. "Water?" Kevin nodded, and by some miracle managed to get to their feet. Then even more miraculous, staggered their way into the kitchen for a glass of water.
All the while, Josh watched and silently laughed in his head. This was just the sort of lesson Kyle needed to be taught. Why? He couldn't remember, nor how this was suppose to teach it, but it amused him for now. "Good to see you guys getting along. So, how is it you two became one?" He said in a jeering voice.
This time both boys glared at him, but it was Kevin who spoke, "This, right here," he pointed at himself and Kyle, "Is your fault! You stuck HIM to MY little brother! And all because the two of you can't get along!"
"So how's it my fault your stuck to him now?"
"Because I, unlike you, care about my brother, and took his place so that he would be free!" Kevin's face was turning red again, and even though Kyle was sharing a body with him, and could feel that anger, he still couldn't believe how much there was, and very glade it wasn't focused on him anymore. All Josh responded with was a shrug, and proceeded to head upstairs. "Hey, get back here! I'm not done with you!"
"Wait," Kyle whispered in his ear, "Hes not going to stop, and we can't really walk, how are we suppose to go upstairs?" Kevin turned and was about to say something, but seemed to think better of it, and so crossed his arm across their chest, only to get more upset when he realized he couldn't move the other arm to cross it with. Kyle waited a few seconds, took a few deep breathes for them, then tested his wait, and slowly pulled Kevin to the couch. They sat in awkward silence before Kyle asked, "Are you ok?"
"Do I look ok?!" Kevin snapped. He took a deep breathe, and turned to Kyle, "Sorry. It's just... I was so worried about Jake, that I was thinking clearly. I should have done something else. Like steal Jake's half, then run across the street and give it to that old creepy guy."
"Ew!" Kyle jerked their body to look at Kevin, then remember he was attached to his shoulder. "So you call me a perv, but you'll stick me to some old guy?!"
"Ya, I thought you could be pervs together." Kevin laughed, which made Kyle smile. "No it's just, I don't know, like I said I was worried."
"You really DO care about him huh?" Kyle asked and saw Kevin nod. "That sounds so weird to me, but then again I have to deal with him." He gestured up the stairs and sighed. "Well, like I said, Jake is a pretty cool kid, and he was kinda fun to be attached to. I can see why you wouldn't want him mixed up in this. With me." He turned to Kevin, but go no response. "You know... Mix up with me? Because we were sharing a body? Get it?"
Kevin couldn't help smile, "Yes yes, I get it. But what do we do now? Like, are we suppose to sleep like this? I've only shared a bed with Jake after hes watched a scary movie."
"If it come to that," kyle stretched his arm and leg, "I sleep on my front."
"...Back..."
"Greeeaaattt." Kyle sighed and looked at Kevin, neither one sure what to do next.