THE PETTINESS OF MIKE WHEELER: an insight into mike’s intolerance of carlton
Mike whips his head around towards the source of the voice, and sees a guy approaching them, smiling wide and waving like an absolute buffoon. Seriously, who waves like that?
“See, this is why I wanted to group up with you. You’re the best.” Crapton smirks
Oh, you’re the Mike!” Cramptown chimes in unnecessarily.
Crabtin beats him to it, his wide smile having faltered somewhat.
“But if we’re not enough for you, by all means — go ahead, get cozy with Carptron, or whatever his name was.”
Well, there’s a small victory in all of this — Will seems to have forgiven Mike for his stupid remarks about Carthrown, at least.
Every Night I Find You by skolioza
Will's powers have been acting up lately, thanks to the stress of college and a part time job. He finds solace in his usual lucid dreams. Except, suddenly — they get clearer. More vivid. More out of control.
Will assumes it’s just his subconscious working through some very obvious problems.
Mike assumes he’s just having weird sex dreams about his best friend because he’s stressed and pent-up.
Neither of them realizes they’re sharing them.
