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"It's not that we don't appreciate you doing extra work, Amadeus, it's just that you need permission to be in the labs after hours." Amadeus sat in Dr. McCoy's office, trying in vain to look interested in what the teacher had to say to him. He had been found in Dr. Richard's laboratory early in the morning when Dr. McCoy had come in to check on one of Reed's experiments.

Dr. McCoy leaned back and tented his blue, clawed fingers.

"I know you're still adjusting to the life here at Hero High and we have had a plethora of events taking place lately, but you should take a modicum of time to familiarize yourself with the rules and regulations of your scholastic experience."

"Yes, sir." Amadeus looked out the window at the stark white, snow-covered ground. "Of course, sir."

"What were you looking for in there, anyways? My understanding, Amadeus, is that your scientific expertise is in causality and mathematics. Professor Richards' lab is a touch more on the...technical side of things."

"I was looking for a protractor."

"A...protractor?"

"Yes. And certainly not a starboard stabilizing aetler-touter."

Dr. McCoy grinned at what he presumed was a joke.

"A starboard stabilizing aeelert-tooter? Hah, my boy, you've got a sense of humor. Next time you want a protractor, ask Professor Allen. He loves doing science the old-fashioned way." Dr. McCoy patted Amadeus on the back and sent him on his way. Outside of McCoy's office, Cho let out a long sigh.

"That was close." Until he had a way to be sure, to be very, very sure who he could trust outside of Teddy Altman, he could not afford to be caught. He could not afford to be exposed. The entire future of...well, there was a lot at stake. He would just have to build the aetler-touter himself.

Cho stepped outside of the science building and took a breath of the frigid air. It felt like it was freezing his lungs. How humans got by without climate control was beyond him.

"Oh man I love breakfast," Wallace replied, rolling out of Powell's bed. He decided that since he was already here, he might as well use his shower.

And his soap.
and his towel.
And his shampoo and conditioner.

Heck, since he's practically made out with the dude anyway, why not his toothbrush? They had almost made out once before, right? If not, they would eventually someday. It was bound to happen.

In fact, he'd even borrow some of his clothes. They were --oh God no, Powell had terrible fashion sense. "We should stop back at my room first, then head over to Teddy's. I need something clean to wear."

Waiting for Hartley to get himself together, he headed over to his room with his clothes from yesterday on. Changing didn't take too long, and before they knew it, they were headed over to Teddy's room. Wallace barged in without knocking, the smell of bacon strong in the air. Immediately he identified the plate in question and sat down, beginning to eat without paying too much attention to Teddy and Billy.

Either:

A) Billy had played Sleeping Beauty with Teddy, and Teddy had found out about Billy making out with him while he slept.

B) Billy had tried to rub up against Teddy in the shower.

or

C) Billy had just farted and Teddy knew it.

So he'd just eat this bacon here if no one minded.

*Knock Knock* Dani peered into the open door of Teddy and Billy.

"Hey got the breakfast text."

Dani waved her phone a little. She hadn't eaten and was very hungry, but knew about her manners.

"So can I come in? That all looks good. I'm seriously craving some strawberry pancakes."

Possessed by a demon was he? That sounded suspicious. Teddy sniffed Billy's hair once - smelled like Billy. Hmmm....then he stood back up and headed over to his underwear drawer, pulling out a pair of boxers before heading into the bathroom. Seems that somehow, his room had gotten an audience. Dropping the towel, he pulled on his boxers in the bathroom before heading back out to pull on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Whatever," Teddy replied to Billy's excuse, rolling his eyes. How could he trust a professor right now? Yeesh.

Regardless, Billy looked kind of cute with his hair all disheveled, so he reached out to ruffle it gently.

"Hey Wallace, come on in. Help yourself," he said, even though Wallace had already done both without being prompted. Oh well, he was adorable too, so Teddy ruffled his hair.

Teddy did not ruffle Hartley's hair though. That seemed like a no-no.

Another person came in, and Teddy waved at Dani, motioning to the pancakes. "Go for it. Little Miss Billy homemaker made them."

As they ate, Teddy watched his friends. They didn't seem too much different. Wallace seemed really Wallacey...Hartley looked ...green...but he always looked greenish...and Dani looked really pretty.

Hmmm. He'd have to keep his eyes peeled. Cautiously, Teddy picked up a piece of toast and began to eat it.

*Chris headed into the SUPERDOLLAR store to pick up some cleaning supplies he would need. Hm, a few candles might not be a bad idea. He grabbed those too and before checking out.

Next, he hit the local supermarket and started wandering up and down the aisles. He grabbed some chips and deli meat for sandwiches but he was at a loss at what to get for a nice dinner. Heck, he didn't even know how to cook. Hmm.*

Other plans? What other plans? Right now the only thing in store for Wally would be people staring and pointing as the gossip train hit his station. Wally shrugged.

"Nah, that sounds cool. I'll be there. Later." Okay, so it wasn't the most eager sounding agreement. Wally was tired - tired of how his player act had gotten him into this situation, tired of not having powers, tired of being THAT GUY. This must be why secret identities are so important...

Wally hesitated...then shook Linda's hand awkwardly and headed back to the boy's dorm.

"So." Hartley sat on Teddy's bed and not Billy's, because Billy. "Valentine's day."

It was a subject that had to be broached before the next magician invasion, teacher attack, massive kidnapping or whatever the hell would happen next took place.

"Do we do anything for Valentine's day?"