Change

"Change" is the 47th episode of Wiksteria Lane.
==Summary==
After finding her dead mother on her father's lap, Disney demands an explanation and comes across some harrowing truths. Meanwhile, Prima hosts her baby shower, and Rena grows concerned when Lady goes missing, unbeknownst to the fact that she has been taken prisoner by his doppelganger, while Dr. Sonya comes closer to perfecting his project for Lynettefan.
==Plot==
DisneyMeerkats has a smile on her face. She enters the kitchen, ready to put a smile on her mother's face as well with the fruity roll-ups. In that brief moment, when she enters the kitchen, her world tumbles over. Life as she knew it is over, and it's too much to take in.
"M-mommy?..."
"I'm sorry..." he tells her, tears in his eyes. He hadn't even entertained the thought of what would come next. He had taken the life of someone who was important to several people. Including himself. He loved the woman whose cadaver now rests over his lap, and it pained him to kill her, but he still did it, with surprising ease. He pulled out his gun, pointed it at her and pushed the trigger. Within very little time, she was dead, and he cried over her. The end of a life, as simple as that. But life was still going on for him, and for their shared child, and now he had to answer for what he did. She stands tall at the entrance to the kitchen and tries to vocalize the many questions that are storming her head, but it is a difficult task. When she finally blurts out a clunky sounding question about what had happened, he tells her, meekly, "I killed her..." Her sight becomes blurry from the tears welling up, which could be viewed by some as a blessing in disguise, for the image laid out before her is too gruesome to assimilate. The woman who raised her, from cradle to transsexuality, was dead, apparently from a gunshot to the stomach, and her father, the man of whom she'd heard nothing for twenty years, was taking the blame for it. Disney wipes her eyes and sees the gun on the floor, and she rushes for it. She grabs it, her hands trembling. As soon as she laid eyes on it, her instinct was immediately to take it, before the killer did. But he didn't move, he never moved, still in the same position in which she found him, sitting on the floor, legs crossed, his lover's head over his lap. He looks at his daughter with utter sadness in his eyes, and tells her, very calmly, "I know what you want to do right now, and I understand and expect it. Just please be sure of it... It's not an easy thing to take on." Her hands tremble as she points the gun at him. She takes a few steps back, never letting him out of her clear shot. Eventually her back hits the wall, and she slides down, as she sobs, as she cries, always holding up the gun at him.
Lady Junky looks around her. She is in a dark room, apparently some sort of abandoned warehouse, and the only source of light are the many lit candles that Rena claims to have planted around her because of "romance". She doesn't understand anything that is going on, or why Rena is acting so strange, but she deduces he must have snapped, lost his mind at some point after their break-up. Not only did he barge into her template one horrid night to rape her, he had now kidnapped her and proposed. This line of behavior was incoherent, and inconsequential. She hears his steps, as he returns to that spot, and turns around to find him bringing with him a bouquet of flowers, beautiful white roses. He hands it to her and tells her, "I hope you like them." His voice is the same as it always was, but his tone is off. Too monochordic, emotionless. Rena was a nice lover in the short time that they were actually together. He was often busy, working at the Moderation Station or finding himself getting dragged to this and that adventure, usually with the set goal to take down Lynettefan. But he still always found the time to surprise her like this, bringing home little gifts, making her feel special. Needed and loved. But he was always... there was something about him when he sprung up these surprises on her. His face would light up. This time, the man she had loved was before her and making her feel special. But nothing about these moments felt special. She wondered if it was just because she had been so hurt by him, and it changed her perception of him forever. And she worried. The man was clearly unstable. And one never should poke the crazy ones. "They're... so beautiful," Lady finally tells him, after staring into his eyes for several seconds as these thoughts overwhelmed her. He smiles, slightly. Too happy to be succeeding at the art of romance - so he thinks - to acknowledge the fear in her eyes.
Dr. Sonya is busy at work in his small navbar, the one given to him at the abandoned Lostpedia home. He is trying desperately to make sense of Sadball's notes and manuals, and he has spent the last several hours working on the titanium hands. Never ever has he been faced with such a chore, but his life was on the line. A thug of Lynette's enters the navbar, bringing with him a cell phone. "Boss allowed for you to talk to someone," the man says, abruptly. Sonya is confused and takes the cell phone. "Hello?..." he says. On the other side, Gleek's voice is heard, and Sonya is immediately brought to tears. "Oh my God! Oh God I'm so happy to hear you." "Are you alright, has he hurt you? What is he doing to you?" Sonya explains that he's fine, he's just locked away in a tiny navbar somewhere, and they've been feeding him scarcely. "Other than that, I'm fine. He's forcing me to build mechanical hands for him, Gleek." Gleek shows surprise and confusion, and asks why Lynette would force Sonya of all people to do that, when he was just a mere physician. "Who knows why he does anything, the man is insane!..." Sonya tells him. The thug, keeping watch, chuckles. "I'm going to save you," Gleek promises. Sonya begs him not to. "Please, please don't go doing anything stupid. He gave me his word that if I did this for him he would let me go. I'm just gonna do my very best and hope to get out of here. Just... please wait for me." "What if he doesn't keep his end of the bargain?! What if you can't make him hands? He will kill you!" Sonya starts to tear up. Gleek realizes this and sighs, closes his eyes, and tells him, "I'm sorry... I'm not helping at all, am I? I am really sorry." Sonya wipes his tears and says it's fine. "He made me a proposition too, Sonya... One that... That I'm going to accept." Sonya asks what it is. "Let me worry about that," Gleek tells him, "Just in case, keep working for him. You don't want to cross a mad man. I will take care of the rest." "Time's up," the thug says. Sonya, tearfully, says goodbye to his lover. Gleek starts to cry as he does the same. They both hang up, and Sonya hands the man the cell phone back. Sitting at his office, Gleek calls in his new secretary, Derpster01. "Yes sir?" "I need you to... to get some special papers for me. I am... I'm going to sign away my presidency." The young assistant is surprised.
It's morning. DocMD enters the kitchen in her son's template, and finds a scary-looking, large black woman with her back turned to her, making a milkshake without closing the lid on the machine. The fruity liquid is spilled all over. "Fucking shit it got in mah eye!!" Devious Peep throws the milkshake maker at the floor and it breaks. "Who are you?" DocMD asks, clearly intimidated. "Who am I? Who iz you?" Peep asks back. "I am the mother of the man who owns this template," Doc asserts. "Shoot, you dat fool's momma? Damn you look fiiiiiine fo' yo age gurl." "Thank you?..." Doc says, very uneased. Lynette enters the kitchen as well, and is surprised to see the black behemoth there. "Peep, what are you doing here? I got a restraining warrant against you." "My bestest bff, da maid, told me you was without a secretary again, since that little faggot that took mah job sniffed up that funky gas. Well, as luck would have it, I am currently without a job and da crap I stole around wikia isn't enough for me to live on cuz I didn't steal any food." Lynette is extremely annoyed. "So sell said crap and buy food," he suggests. "Bitch dats mah crap, I need it, you sell yo crap!!" Lynette orders that she leave, to which she says, "Yeah yeah, I'll get outta yo way, back to mah office, gotta punch in." She walks past them and then turns to Lynette and says, "Oh by the way I ain't gon' work tomorrow. Black Veterans' Day." She goes. Doc asks Lynette what just happened, and he closes his eyes and says, "I... I don't know, mom, I... I just don't know."
It has been approximately eight hours since DisneyMeerkats found her mother dead, and she has spent the vast majority of that time in a near-catatonic state, sitting on the kitchen floor, back against the wall, gun in her hands. The look in her eyes is blank. She breathes in and out slowly, mechanically, as her father continues to caress her mother's face. Eight hours have passed, and neither one of them has stood up to eat, drink, or answer the other calls of nature. It is as though they are frozen in time, but the spell can't last for much longer. When Villain fan finally looks up and notices the rays of sun entering the kitchen through its main window's curtains, making the fact that the lights are still on in the room rather redundant, he looks at his eldest known child and tells her, "We need to make the arrangements necessary... we have to bury your mother." Disney wakes up from her lingering state of numbness. "W-what?..." He does not repeat. He gives her time to be reminded of what he just said, to let it sink in. "I... I need to know what happened," she tells him, and he is left in a horrible position. To attone for his guilt, albeit only slightly, as can only be expected, he could tell her the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth. BelleLover was not a very good person. She slashed a child's throat in cold blood in a moment of despair, and concealed the situation, to preserve her own child's life. She stabbed a man in the back and drove his wife to an accidental death, only to later raise their child without ever coming clean about what happened. She had knocked a woman unconscious and kept her locked up in a pantry room out of sheer jealousy. She had tortured a woman, she had raped a man, and she had tried to kill the love of Villain's life. These were the darkest known deeds of BelleLover's rather eventful life. This was the woman he knew. Her daughter, their daughter, however, knew someone else. And one thing was undeniable: BelleLover was a horrible person... but a phenomenal mother. Would there be a point in tarnishing their child's memories of her? 
Elsewhere, Lynettefan sits with his own mother in the former's PM room. Overnight, DocMD hasn't slept at all, kept awake by the haunting revelations she was exposed to the night before, but she has calmed down slightly, and her son expects her to explain everything that happened. With difficulty, she manages to report that she was kidnapped by BelleLover - the mention of the woman's name makes Lynette shudder; it still hurts to sit down - who tied her to a kitchen table in her Wiksteria Lane home, planning to kill her, to prevent her from stealing Villain away from her again, apparently. During that horrible time she was Belle's captive, Doc was told what really happened to her child, her other son, Reginafan2626... He was killed by Belle, as part of a plan of Villain's, and his heart was harvested to save their own son, DisneyMeerkats. Doc starts to cry severely, apologizing profusely to her son for never having believed his claims that Villain killed Regina and Juliet, whom she also came to learn was set up to take the fall by her second husband. Doc leans against her son, seeking comfort as she sobs, and Lynette starts to tear up as well. Not only is this moment rather overwhelming - for so many years he had wanted his mother to believe him... - but also the reality is, he believed his theories for many years, true, but having them finally confirmed is something else. The tears start to flow more loosely when he puts two and two together and deduces that the jarred heart Renaboss had once referred to - which he later learnt wasn't his daughter's - was Disney's original heart. And he beats himself hard over the fact that he was led to believe something else, and on the count of that, claimed a child's life... only to lose his own child in return. Lynette stands up, utterly heart-wrenched, and inhales and exhales deeply, for he feels as though the air was taken out of his system. His mother lies down on the couch, a broken shell of the happy, positive woman she had always tried to be. Several minutes pass, and eventually both of them have settled in their depressive states, somewhat. Lynette turns back to his mother and tells her, "He killed my daughter..." Doc looks up at him with shock in her watery eyes. "When Missy went missing... she wasn't just missing, he... he found her, and locked her away, away from me. And took her out just in time to ravage her body with bullets before me." Doc doesn't know how to react to this, she can't possibly know how to. Her mouth starts to tremble, her whole body does. She gasps repeatedly for air. "I am also pretty sure he killed my wife," Lynette adds. Doc brings her hands to her chest, her face deformed by her constant tearful state, and she tries to express her sympathy. Lynette tells her, "I don't even know where my daughter is buried, mother. If she's buried at all. For all I know he fed her to a wild dog." Lynette says this with angry tears streaming down his face. He walks up closer to her, saying, "I was five... I was five and kids have active imaginations, I know. But you never even gave me the benefit of the doubt, you never once took my side and humored me, you never once chose to believe me despite all the evidence laid out before you. Because of your lack of faith in me, because you were so blindingly in love with that monster, I have lost just about every single person that mattered to me in my life, on top of which, mother... I have lost myself. I don't know if you have noticed, but... I am a monster." Doc can't speak, she can't answer, no matter how much she tries to. "And I blame you... I blame you, you, you and only you... You have, without a question, raised a monster, mother. Congratulations." He walks out of the PM room to cry to himself, and tries to silence out the sobs of angst coming from the woman that gave him life.
Disney is still looking at Villain, expecting an explanation. He has spent the last several minutes pondering it, thinking about what to tell her, and has finally decided that he needs to at least come clean about the one thing that could help to get her sympathy. "I think it's time that... before anything else... I tell you something that I don't think you know. About yourself, about, about our early life together..." Disney waits on, her breathing audible. He continues: "I don't think you remember this, but... when you were a young b-boy... you had a, you came down with a severe illness. Do you remember that?" "No," Disney says, "What was it?" "Dilated cardiomyopathy." Disney is confused. "Basically, um... your heart, it, it became enlarged, and, didn't contract as much and squeezed the blood poorly. The doctors were adamant that you get a heart transplant as soon as possible, or you were as good as dead, but... there were no viable options. Not only is it hard enough to get a child's heart for transplantation, you have the rarest blood type in the world." "AB negative..." Disney says. Villain nods. "The fact that your circulatory system was so affected led you to be... weak, frail, unprotected. You started to show odd symptons and we, me and your mother, we just believed for some time that you had just been coming down with a harsh cold. We bought you medicine, made you hot soup, put you on bed rest... Until your mother grew more concerned when you got sicker and weaker and took you to be tested and found out the truth. When she told me, I... she was a wreck. As was I afterwards." Disney doesn't know what to make of this. "We were... desperate. You were our only child, and, we couldn't afford to lose you. Your mother couldn't afford to lose you. I found out from our local pharmacist that there were, as luck would have it, two children in our village with the same blood type... It was... unbelievable. There you were, dying, in dire need of a new heart, and... there were two viable ones walking around, without a care in the world." "Reginafan2626..." Disney says, "...And Lynettefan2626...." Villain is surprised. "You remember..." "Yeah... I remember them, playing with them, I... I remember their mother, she was such a nice lady. I even think I remember their father, and hearing that he died..." Villain looks further guilty. Disney looks him in the eyes and asks, "Why didn't I remember you?..."
Flashback - DisneyMeerkats, a young boy, is lying in his old bed, in his very first bedroom, where he would spend the vast majority of his days during his illness, where his mother would tend to him. The child is unconscious, but slowly starts to come back to, opening his eyes slowly. When JMsapphireZ notices this, he starts to panic. "Oh my God, oh my God!..." He starts to check the IV line attached to the boy's arm through which the anesthesia had been administered, and a million questions race to his brain in those few seconds: did he give him the right dosage? Did the IV malfunction? Something had gone wrong, and now the child was slowly regaining conscience on that blood-stained bed, where the shoddy operation was taking place. Disney is woozy, dazed and confused, and when his eyes finally pick up on the fact that his chest cavity has been cut open, the child starts to scream with as much strength as he can muster, which isn't much. Sapphire tries to calm him down. Outside, the parents wait anxiously, nervously, but don't hear the muffled screams. "Shush, shush, it's alright, everything's fine..." Sapphire tries to reforce the anesthesia, quickly. Disney turns his neck slightly, beginning to sob, and notices the cadaver of his young friend, Reginafan2626, lying on the floor, his chest also open, his throat slashed, blood drying all over and around him. When Sapphire injects him again, Disney starts to drift off to sleep as his brain starts to shut out the trauma...
These flashes storm Disney's mind. Troubled, she starts to shake. "I don't know," Villain answers, "I don't know why you don't remember me." Teary-eyed, Disney says, "I do..." She looks up, into her father's eyes, and continues, "I blocked you out... I blocked everything out. I think... I think I had to. My whole life before I went to Portugal with my mom... I erased it all." Villain looks sad, and he asks why. "I saw what happened to me..."
Sonya looks incredibly (and increasingly) nervous. Lynettefan, his captor, is now sitting on the bed in the navbar where the former physician has been locked up over the last few days, put in charge of a near-impossible task, and now the time has come for him to finally try on the fruit of his labor (but mostly Sadball's) on the evil president. Lynette lies down on the bed and asks him if he's sure it's done. "No," Sonya tells him, honestly. Lynette sighs. Sonya explains that he has to sedate him so that he doesn't feel any pain. With two guards by the door, Lynette acquiesces, and allows for Sonya to use the sedative they bring on him. A mild surgery is required. The titanium hands have to be connected to Lynette's nervous system. One would think such a procedure could never be performed inside a small bedroom by a single doctor - a physician, no less. But this is wikia. In a large amount of time, Sonya has managed to connect a single hand to Lynette's organism. He asks that the president try to move a finger. Lynette concentrates hard. It takes him a whole two minutes, but eventually his middle finger is lifted, aimed right at Dr. Sonya, who smiles with relief.
"Come on, come on, pick up..." Renaboss is starting to despair. Ever since he and Lynette made it out of Staff headquarters and parted ways, he can't seem to get a hold of his beloved - and, at once, "behated" - Lady Junky. He had requested that she left without him as he wrapped things up with Staff. But she had gone missing. Not at her home, not at his, no one in the portal seemed to know where she was, and for some reason Disney and Belle weren't opening their door even though both their cars were parked outside. He was now, for the nth time, attempting to reach her via cell phone, to no avail. He had even called Lynette's place, against all odds, only to be told by the maid that "Mr. Lynette no was there". An idea then crosses his mind.
Rena gets in his car and drives off, determined, but also anxious.
In her hideouts, over at the Lostpedia, Andalusian, the famed terrorist, still looking extremely beat up from her torture session at the hands of BelleLover, plans to go to the monitoring room of the golden headquarters to blow up the whole of wikia.
"Are you alright, my love?" RenaBOT asks, as he sits on the same ragged couch as his "beloved" Lady, on the pink foliate sheet. Lady nods affirmatively. He smiles with relief. And she gets an idea. "I just... I think that, I am hungry." "I have brought you food already, you have eaten. I understand that you, that we need sustenance, sorry." "I... am not hungry, pardon. I spoke wrong. I am craving." "Craving?" "I need sweets. Chocolate?" "Oh," the robot says, "No problem, I can get you some chocolate. I will be right back." He moves in, rather awkwardly, to kiss her on the cheek. His kiss is freezing cold, and sends a chill down her spine. He gets up to go outside and fetch chocolate for the missus. And when she can tell he has left wherever building they are in, she gets up and rushes for the door. She finds it locked, which doesn't actually surprise her much, and looks around the abandoned, neglected area - looks as though it was an office space - for any ways of escaping. She finally gets to a window that leads to a fire escape, and uses an old chair to try and get out. When she throws the chair into the window, at a great personal cost that surprises her, both the window and the chair break into several pieces. Lady tries to jump over the window, and feels extremely fatigued. She puts her feet on the level of the fire escape, and her hands on the rail, but starts to feel extremely exhausted, as though she has no life force inside of her. It isn't long before she collapses backwards.
Lynettefan2626 can be seen sitting in his office. He now has both titanium hands attached to this nubs. By his side is Dr. Sonya, finally having been let out of his prison, monitoring and admiring his progress. "This is wonderful..." Lynette says, as he slowly yet steadily manages to get all of his new, mechanical fingers to move. He recounts that, after losing his hands, he actually thought he'd never have any again. He entrusted his top scientist to save him from that predicament, which gave him newfound hope, but then when the man was killed, he lost it for a while again. And even though he made Sonya do this for him, he always sort of doubted he could. "Thanks," Sonya says, sarcastically, "But to be fair, I didn't think I could." "Never underestimate the power of pressure, I suppose," Lynette tells him, "That's the lesson we can take from this." Devious Peep enters the office with a paper bag in her hands and notices the new gauntlets on her boss and tells him, "Dems is some rad hands, Mr. President." Lynette smiles slightly and thanks her, and asks what black holiday she would like to be excused for this time. She tells him she hasn't come for that, even though White History Month is approaching so she will be needing 31 days off to celebrate the accomplishments of the honkies through history. "But no, I actually done come here cos I knew you was down and out wiv da blues and I hate to see a man bitchin', so I thought I'd give you a gift." "I am scared to think of what it might be," Lynette tells her. "Be nice, fool. See, Pll told me dat da dog died, and I thought maybe you could use new company." Peep opens up the paper bag and from inside she takes out a sweet and cuddly grey cat, who is just relieved to breathe fresh air. Lynette is surprised. She hands him the cat. "Careful now," Sonya tells him, "Control your fingers well. You don't want to squeeze the cat to death." With a subtle smile on his face, Lynette uses all of his concentration to caress the kitten. "He... is adorable." "Yeah," Peep says, "I called him Waldegrave Fuckingham." Lynette twitches his nose at the name, and says, "If you don't mind, I'll probably give him another name." "Whateva," Peep says, "See you in a month." "Wait!" She turns back around, and her boss tells her, "This is... seriously very sweet. Thank you, Peep." They smile at each other, and she leaves. Lynette looks the grey kitten in the eyes and tells him, "I'm going to name you Visual Dream... Yesh, I will... Yesh, I will." Sonya is surprised by his behavior.
Over at the lovely pink template at the end of Wiksteria Lane, Primadonna Girl, in a flashy pink dress, is entertaining the guests of her baby shower who have arrived earlier than most. As the hired butlers pass the hors-d'oeuvres around, Prima and her very best friends whose names escape her at the moment discuss the role of the woman in today's society. "I just don't think that women are treated equally to men in any way, which is absolutely flamboyant." "What does that word mean?" "I don't know, I read it some place and it's my favorite word now," Prima answers, "Men just don't respect me, ever. I am so much more than I appear to be." Camsay, sitting next to her, takes the opportunity to comfort her by saying, "Honey, I respect you. You're a strong-willed woman, you are brave and determined, bright and have a fantastic sense of humor." "What about my ass?" Prima asks. "I wish I had dick..." a female party guest says. Prima turns to her and tells her, "Well, a sex reassignment procedure is a really big deal that requires a lot of preparation. I'm sure my fiancée can help you through it." "I don't think we're talking about the same thing..." the woman returns. "Speaking of my fiancée," Prima continues, "Where could she be?" "I was so shocked to hear you were gay now, Prima," another guest says, "Did your ex-husband give you that?" "Yes, person," Prima says, sarcastically, "It's a disease. I am tainted. And my baby is gonna be a gay too." "God willing," Cam says, before chuckling, "If he's hot when he's 18 I call dibs! Oh, fuck that, if he's hot when he's 13, it's not pedophilia if they have pubes." "I hope he is gorgeous," Prima says, "I don't think I will be able to love my baby if he or she is ugly." "You can always give it up for adoption." "Oh yeah..." Prima says, "Pass the problem onto someone else. I've been doing that my whole life." She checks her dazzled wristwatch and wonders again where her lover could be.
"I am sorry you had to go through that..." Villain apologizes, and means it, once he's been told of his child's harrowing experience of waking up with an open chest. "And, to be honest, I... I am glad you were able to forget me, to an extent. I... I am no good, and I bring no good to anyone around me. You would have been lucky to have escaped me completely." Disney looks at her mother's corpse on his lap, and her face becomes angry. "Clearly..." she says, through her teeth. Villain looks down and closes his eyes, sighing lowly, knowing he's just made things worse somehow. "Did you forget me?..." Disney asks, still looking angry. "No," Villain assures her, "Not a day went by that I didn't remember you." "Liar," Disney says. "W-what?" "LIAR!!" She stands up in a fit of rage, pointing the gun at him. "You forgot me! You forgot all about me!!" Villain looks nervous, shaking slightly, but trying his best to get her to calm down, speaking in a shivering voice that he tries to use to soothe her. "I didn't, I could never..." "Why did you never come and see me?! I forgot you, I forgot you because of trauma, you didn't have to forget me, but you did!! Why, why, why?!" "I didn't go to see you," Villain tries to tell her calmly, one hand up, "because your mother told me not to, she wanted to be alone with you." "You were my father, you had every right to see me, even if you made it so that she didn't know!! But you didn't, you didn't give a fuck about me and you forgot me!!" Villain won't stop shaking, as his daughter's finger rests over the trigger of the gun pointed at his head. "I never forgot you, I swear," he tries again. "You didn't recognize me!!" she explodes, "I came to this place and you didn't know who I was until you heard my name!! I don't care if I'm a woman now, if you never forgot me, if you thought about me everyday, if you were any kind of a decent father, you would have known me, you would have placed the traits of my face, whenever and wherever you saw me!! You would have felt it! But you didn't, you forgot me!!" Villain just listens to her rant, as they both cry. "You forgot me..." she squeals. "I was so important to you that you got a child killed to save my life... and then you forgot me... I came here... I went to your daughter's fucking funeral and you never knew who I was. Why...? Why did you forget me?..." "I blocked you out..." Villain admits, as he closes his eyes and the tears wash his face. Disney sobs. "Why?" "Because of her!!" Villain practically yeals, "Because of Cat..." Disney is confused. "Because..." he continues, "I am at war... I-I have been at war for so many years... I am... a bad man, Disney. A really, really bad man... who does really bad things. And I am at war with a man who is just as bad. And we... we are both willing to do whatever it takes to hurt one another." "Lynettefan2626," Disney says. Villain nods. "Is it... because of his brother?" "Yes," Villain answers, "And... so much more than that. I... I was married to his mother, and happily so, but I never forgot that he was out there, wanting to destroy me. I did... I did something really bad to him, and it kept on escalating into a, a sequence of... horrible affairs. I took people away from him." "You mean you killed them," Disney says. Villain can't answer. "Oh God..." she squeals again, and brings one hand to her mouth. "Like I said... I'm very bad..." Disney puts the hand back on the gun with the other one, and asks what Cat has to do with any of this. "Nothing, I mean, I, I just... We play a very dangerous game, Lynette and I. A deadly game. And I knew one thing for sure, because I had taken people he loved away from him, I didn't want him to be able to do the same. I knew he couldn't hurt Doc, because she was his mother. She was the one person I loved, but he loved her too, despite their problems. She was off-limits. And I... for many years, I did think about you, and your mother, every single day. Because I loved you so much, but... I had to stop. Sweetie, I, I just had to stop, I tried my very best to keep the two of you out of my mind, because I didn't want him to ever pick up on the fact that I... that there were people out there who mattered to me, and use that against me. I didn't want to look you up, to check up on you. I couldn't afford to. I couldn't afford to have you get hurt, and I couldn't afford to have any weaknesses." Disney looks enraged. "You had THREE FUCKING DAUGHTERS WHEN I CAME HERE!!" "And you think I wanted to?!" Villain starts to sob himself, "Lady's mother threatened to ruin my marriage if I didn't come and meet our child. When I met Lady, I fell in love with her. And her mother ruined my marriage anyway, that cow... So I got rid of her and someone had to look after Lady. I brought her here, away from Lynette, but that son of a bitch followed me, without even knowing about her. When my daughter said that, that he had asked her out, I told her he was evil and asked her to help me take him down. As they, as they started dating, I could see that he really liked her. And I was so... so relieved..." "Why?..." Disney asks, further confused. "Because... she was the one other person I cared about, and so did he. She was... off-limits again. Or so I thought, but... well, I don't think he could ever... kill her. But I didn't think he could kill my kitten either..." He breaks down again. Disney has a hard time swallowing all of this. "And Mary?" Villain looks up, slowly. And he tells her, "If he wants to kill Mary... he can be my guest." Disney looks at him with shock and disgust. Villain continues, as he tries to get to his point: "My daughters... they were my weaknesses. When Lynette k-killed Cat... I was so broken I can't even begin to describe it. I felt like... like murdering everyone, and then I, I just felt like killing myself, get it over with... I never thought anyone could feel that much pain." Disney looks at her dead mother again, and says, "Yeah... I know the feeling." With a disfigured face. Villain looks up at her again and says, "I'm sorry that I forgot you, but... I had enough weaknesses."
Renaboss is seen at the monitoring station of Staff Headquarters, using the main computer to try and find the footage pertaining to when he and Lynette saved Lady. He finally gets to the right folder, and starts playing the continuous video that shows that time period. He sees Lady exiting the room where she was almost sacrificed, and looks for the camera shots of the exterior of said room. And his eyes grow huge when he sees himself kidnapping Lady Junky... He sits back in the chair, complety flabbergasted. Remembering the vision he had of himself outside the ambulance, and of how crazy he felt after that. And placing the pieces that didn't make sense before and do now... without still making any sense at all. He raped Lady Junky, or so she claimed. And now... There is no time to properly think about it. Renaboss gets back to the video, and uses the entire stock footage to track down every single movement of his other self. He sees everything, every step the second Rena took to bring Lady, in a stolen car, from the Staff Headquarters to an abandoned building. Rena then just looks up the setting in current time, and gets away from the computer to look on as the sight of his doppelganger finding an unconscious Lady Junky on the fire escape of said building shows up on every single monitor. Fearing for her life, Rena rushes out of the room.
"Are you alright, my love?" the robot says in the most tender tone of voice he can muster, which isn't the least bit tender, as Lady Junky regains consciousness, lying back on the couch where she first woke up in that room. "W-what happened?" "I don't know," the robot tells her, "I found you lying senseless out on that fire escape. Was there a fire? If so, it has been extinguished, I believe. And you have nothing to worry about." Lady is frightened, finding herself back with her captor, even though he acts nothing like a captor. "I want to go home," she tells him, "To Wiksteria Lane. I feel so... sick. I need a hospital." "You're fine," Rena says, "Just tired. Rest, my dear." "Rena, I am going home!" She gets up, and he grabs her arm with such vigor that he hurts her. She lets out a small scream and he tells her, calmly, yet firmly, "You are fine. Worry not, love of my life, I will look after you. Rest. I shall make you dinner." He lets go of her arm as she sits back down on the couch. She looks at the red marks his fingers left on it. 
"I... I can go?" Sonya asks, confused. "Yes," the happy-looking President tells him, "You've served your purpose. I am satisfied with the results. So go. I will check in with you whenever I need to, about the hands." Sonya is thrilled, and confused. Never did he actually think the President would be so prepared to let go of him, even if he finished the project. He clung to that hope of course, all through the ordeal. But Lynettefan2626 was vicious, he knew that well. To be faced with impending freedom at this moment was indeed a surprise. "Why are you still here?" Lynette asks, "Go before I change my mind!" Sonya nods, shaken, and rushes out. Lynette looks at his hands and smiles with glee as he closes them and opens them and closes them again.
Someone knocks on Primadonna's door. "Oh, finally, must be Disney," she says, as one of the hired waiters moves to open the front door, and in bursts Devious Peep. "Hola party people we ready fo dis shindig or what?!" Primadonna looks absolutely disgusted. "What on earth are you doing here?" "I came to da party," Peep answers. "You were not invited. On top of which, the party started hours ago." "Yeah, sorry I'm late, I was gon' come earlier, but my aunt Shaniqualapipadiblackomumbojumbo came down with da gout so I hads to rush her to da hospital and..." "Sweetie," Prima interrupts her, "I am not a veterinarian, to be concerned with the life of a cow. Spare me your story. And your presence, while you're at it." "Rude ho, I brought you a gift!" "Ooooh," Prima squeals, excited, "I love gifts!! Gimme gimme gimme!! And be warned, if I don't like, I will throw it in the trash in front of you." Peep opens up her black bag and takes out a cat, which she throws at Prima, who instinctively drops her drink and grabs it. "It's... a cat," she says. "I give people cats now," Peep answers. "It's... cute, I suppose," Prima tells her, "It's missing something though." Prima takes the little pink hat that Camsay had offered her, for the baby, and puts it on the cat's head. "Hey!" Cam says. Then he looks at the cat with the little pink hat and gasps. "So fab," he says. "It's perfect," Prima says right back, "I shall name him Killian Jones. Because that is a bitching name if I ever heard one." "Don't give a shit," Peep says, "Speaking of which, I have to shit, be right back." She heads upstairs. Prima looks at her watch impatiently again. "Come on, Disney..."
Disney is still holding the gun up to her father. Pointed at his head. "You're going to kill me, aren't you?..." he asks. "Yes," she says, "But first... tell me why... why you killed my mother. You still haven't." "It's not a story you're going to like," Villain assures her, "It will tarnish your memories of her. Everything you think you know about your mother." "I don't believe you!" "Sweetie... you already know what she did for you. It didn't stop there. Your mother... she had a very big heart. And you were her life, and she was so... happy with you, and so proud of you." Disney is brought to tears again. "You have the memories of a wonderful mother who looked after you your whole life. You do not need to know of the woman she was outside of mothering you." "But I need to know why!!" Disney insists. "Nothing that I could say to you right now could ever justify me killing your mother... I can't even justify it to myself. I broke her heart, and I killed her. I am a monster. I am the bad parent." Villain lets go of Belle, allowing her lifeless body to just rest on the kitchen floor. "You do not need a reason to know why she died. A reason would do you no good. But you do need justice." Villain's tears come out again. "So kill me." He opens his arms. "Get it over with," he says. "I welcome it, and I don't blame or judge you. Renaboss is the Chat Moderator, he's your lifelong friend, and he knows what a monster I am. He will know I killed your mother. And he won't arrest you. Lynettefan, the President, won't do you any harm either for taking my life. You can kill me right now and get away with it. So just... just do it..." He gets closer to the gun, on his knees. And he presses his forehead against it. "Kill me..."
Prima and Cam play with the cat, as the other party guests grow bored and impatient. "Is your fiancée going to get here, or what?!" Peep comes down from upstairs, and asks the same. Prima tells them, "For God's sake, why are you people so impatient? Patience is a virtue! I once stared at an orange juice can for three hours." "Why da fuck?" Peep asks. "Because it said on the label, 'concentrate'." Peep gives her a look for a few seconds and tells her, "Gurl, I may be dumb, but you was valedictorian of Retard University." Prima gasps, and says, "Okay, you know what, whatever. I'm gonna go out and try to find Disney. Camsay, entertain everyone!" Prima gets out of the template, and Cam stands up and says, "Okay, ladies, let's whip 'em out and compare them!"
"Is this a trick?" Disney asks, "You think I won't?" "I believe you will," Villain tells her, "I expect you to. I deserve it. And I would rather die at your hands than his..." Disney's fingers tremble. Including the one over the trigger. "For what it's worth... I am sorry. For everything," he tells her. Unexpectedly, Disney's rage becomes more intense with this. He apologizes to her, as if an apology could ever even begin to make things remotely better. And within one second, she realizes she is ready. To press the trigger, to end her father's life. She knows she can do it. But then she hears her scream. When Primadonna Girl's scream is heard all through Wiksteria Lane, Disney's mind drifts elsewhere. "Prima..." she says. And she drops the gun and rushes out of the template, her face still disfigured, and she rushes towards her beautiful lover, who is crying hysterically in the middle of the portal. "Prima, Prima, what happened?!" The guests of the party come out to see what the ruckus is about, as Disney moves to hug her girlfriend, who finds solace in her arms. "I, I, I didn't know where you were, I..." "Shh, honey, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here, what happened?!" Prima sobs. "I, I, I-I wanted to call you, b-b-but I dropped my phone and I picked it up b-but when I did, I, I... I chipped a nail!!" Prima buries her head in Disney's chest as she cries out in pain, and Disney comforts her, hushing her, and she turns her head to see Villain fan coming out of her template, putting the gun in his back pocket. They exchange a look as he walks back to his own home. 
Someone knocks on Gleek's new home. He opens it, looking frumpy. And his face lights up when he sees it's Dr. Sonya. No words are shared for a while. They just kiss passionately, and exhale in relief afterwards. 
Renaboss kicks down the main door to the building where RenaBOT is keeping Lady. The two of them overhear the loud noise, from the upper floor where they're located. Lady wonders what it is, and the robot, alarmed, promptly moves to asphyxiate her again, only to the point where she faints, and he leaves her on the couch and rushes downstairs. Renaboss is afflicted again when he is faced with his "clone", standing on the steps before him. "Who... are you?" "I am you," the robot says. "That's... impossible. I am." Rena can't for the life of him understand what is going on. "I know everything you know, or at least, every important detail," the robot says, "And I have been learning more and more, every single day, how to behave like a true human." "A... what?" "I look like you, talk like you and dress like you. I walk and fight like you, only I am much faster and much stronger. And I love like you." Rena repeats his question, in a louder tone. "As I said... I am you. And given everything that I do and know that resembles what you do and know... no one could ever be able to deny it. Not even you." "Um, back the crazy train up, I am me!!" Renaboss says, "I am the only one, and as far as I know, I don't have an identical twin or a clone or an alien posing as me, so what the fuck are you??!!" RenaBOT smiles. "If you must know..." RenaBOT brings his right hand up. He places the fingers under his chin and presses a particular spot.
And then he opens his face... and Renaboss is horrified to glare at the machinery inside. "You're..." "A robot," the other Rena finishes for him, "Devised to ruin your life. My purpose was to wreak havoc on wikia and let you take the fall for it." "Oh my God... Is... is Lynette behind this?" "Indeed," RenaBOT answers, "I was brought into this world to destroy you. That was my purpose. And I intend to pursue it." Rena looks scared. "Look, I... you don't have to listen to Lynette, what he tells you to do, he... he is a monster." "Quite right," the robot tells him, always in the same tone, "I gather he is not an exemplary human being. But I can assure you, when I take your place, I will try my very best to be." "W-what?..." "Right, I apologize. I thought some times about what it would be like when we met. I was programmed to be a bit of an independent thinker. I really am a very advanced 'species', you see? Renaboss, please tell me, do you see yourself as a survivor?" Rena looks confused. "Um... yeah." "Because life is a precious gift, and you only get the one. My father taught me that. You take that into consideration, and you try your best to fight and stay alive. You need to live. Well, so do I. I didn't ask for my life, same as you, but it was given to me. Only I didn't get an original life. I was given someone else's. And despite my incredible features, I would always be second best to you, I would always be in your shadow, because you are the real deal. A true human being. And me, just a machine, the product of a human being. Lesser. I don't want that for myself. I want to experience the gift of life wholly." "You want to kill me and take my place?..." Rena asks, completely stunned and incredulous about what is happening. "Yes, that is precisely what I want. Now, please collaborate and allow me to take your life.
Lynette comes down into the kitchen in time for dinner, and finds his mother preparing his favorite meal for him, but doing so completely devoid of any loving look, the kind that was so characteristic of her. Lynette chooses not to acknowledge this, and simply tells his mother that he has hands again. Doc looks at his hands, and doesn't react. "I suppose it would be too much to ask that you showed any sign of caring," he says, "You came into my home days ago, and never once did you bring up the fact that I had no hands. Not once. Never acknowledged it directly. Great parenting, as usual." "I didn't want to talk about it..." Doc says. "May I inquire as to why?" She looks at him, and stays silent for a while. Then she says, "Every week... every Sunday... I call your maid. To her personal cell phone." Lynette looks confused. "Every single Sunday," Doc asks, "Ever since you kicked me out, following your attack. Ever since you told me you wanted to have nothing to do with me. Because... you may have wanted to have nothing to do with me, but I was still your mother, and I sure as hell wanted to know about you. What you did. What you felt, what you were going through, at all times. Because I care. And I will never stop caring. So... every Sunday I called your maid, and she would tell me everything, because no one knows more about you than she does. And I have known about your hands for months... I have kept up with the story since it started. I know why you lost them." "Okay..." Lynette says. "A girl... got your hands cut off... because you murdered her sister..." Lynette looks unnerved. "I know... everything you do, Lynette... I know of every single monstrosity, and I have never been able to bring myself to do anything about it, to turn you in, because I am your mother and the thought of ruining your life is more than I can bear... And now... You tell me that I have ruined your life." Lynette starts to tear up a bit, but he tries to keep it in. "You did," he says. "God knows that... that I am deeply sorry for not having believed you. I was blinded by love and I thought you were blinded by mourning. I was stupid. And... whatever I did... to mold you, to shape you into the... the man you are today... I truly am sorry for that..." Lynette sneers. And tells her, coldly, "Yeah, well... too little, too late." "But..." Doc continues, "For you to have the nerve to... to fully blame me... I was not a good mother. But it is not my fault you're weak. That comes from you, Lynette... From inside of you." Lynette looks annoyed. "What the hell are you talking about?" he asks. "You... you claim that you were made evil because of my neglect. Because it caused the deaths of the people you loved, the people you cared about. You lost your brother... and your father, and your wife and... your daughter..." Doc is practically unable to speak at this moment, as she lets her crying state overcome her again. "All because I trusted the cruellest man in the world... because I was stupid enough to do that. But..." "But what?" Lynette asks, impatiently. "I lost my son," she says, "And my husband. And my daughter-in-law, and my granddaughter..." Lynette swallows. And she goes on: "I have lost the exact same people you have... I have been through the exact same heartache... But I never, never let it take away the person I am. I have suffered on end... But I never stopped being a good person. I never let the darkness overcome me. I never changed." Lynette closes his fists strongly without even noticing it, about to cry out of rage. She moves in closer to him and tells him, "You are evil... you are dark... you are a monster... because you're weak." Lynette cries fully. She then tells him, "I made your favorite dinner. Alas, I am not hungry..." She exits the kitchen, towards the stairs. And he just sobs over the meal she prepared. Doc dries her tears as she walks up the steps, and repeats to herself, "I never changed..." But she has.
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