This is what happens at two o'clock in the morning.
I really do think I should take sleeping pills more often. Because when I don't, this is what happens.
Mohinder and Sylar in Five Minutes
(Zane’s house)
Sylar: HI! I’M ZANE!
Mohinder: GIMMEE YOUR DNA.
Sylar: OKAY! *steals Zane’s DNA* LET’S BE BEST FRIENDS!
Mohinder: OKAY!
Sylar: ROAD TRIP?
Mohinder: YES.
(Dale’s garage)
Sylar: I BELIEVE IN KARMA.
Mohinder: WOO-HOO!
Dale: I HEAR EVERYTHING. EVEN HEART-BEATS.
Sylar: YUM. I MEAN AWESOME.
(Motel)
Mohinder: YOU RULE, ZANE!
Sylar: WE’LL FIND ALL THE POKEMON, MOHINDER!
Mohinder: UH...OKAY!
(Dale’s garage, late at night)
Dale: WHAT THE HELL?
Sylar: LOLZ TIME FOR YOU TO DIE. *steals her power*
(next morning, Dale’s garage)
Mohinder: (sees Dale’s dead body) HOLY CRAP THAT’S NASTY. IT WAS TOTALLY SYLAR!
Sylar: WE SHOULD LEAVE. RIGHT NOW.
(Mohinder’s apartment)
Mohinder: YOU ARE SYLAR. YOU TRICKED ME. *drugs chai*
Sylar: OH SNAP SON. *passes out*
(He wakes up strapped to IV)
Sylar: WHAT THE FUCK.
Mohinder: YOU KILLED MY FATHER.
Sylar: YOU SUCK. YOUR FATHER SAID SO. HE LIKED ME BETTER THAN YOU! NYA NYA NYA!
Mohinder: I TAKE YOUR SPINAL FLUID NOW.
Sylar: OW.
Mohinder: HEY LOOK I FIGURED THE FORMULA OUT.
Sylar: SAVE ME! GIVE ME THE LIST GODDAMMIT!
Mohinder: MY NAME IS MOHINDER SURESH. YOU KILLED MY FATHER. PREPARE TO DIE. *shoots Sylar, but bullet stops in mid-air*
Sylar: LOL TELEKINESIS BITCH. *unstraps self* I KILL YOU NOW.
Mohinder: ...CRAP.
(Later)
Peter: HELLO? IS ANYONE HOME?
Mohinder: *on ceiling* YES.
Sylar: MWAHAHAHA! I STEAL YOUR BRAIN!
Peter: OH NO YOU DIDN’T! *TK’s Sylar*
Sylar: I’M NOT DONE WITH MO-MO YET! *kills Peter*
Mohinder: *throws map at Sylar*
Sylar: *pwned by map* YOU WIN THIS ROUND.
Mohinder: HELLZ YEAH.
(Isaac’s apartment)
Sylar: OH NOES I’M GOING TO BLOW UP NEW YORK CITY. *calls Mohinder* HELP!
Mohinder: WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME.
Sylar: I’M GONNA KILL A BUNCH OF PEOPLE!
Mohinder: HOW NICE FOR YOU. *dials 911*
Sylar: YOU BITCH I CAN HEAR YOU DIALING THE PHONE IDIOT. *hangs up*
Mohinder: DAMMIT! MY BRILLIANT PLAN DIDN’T WORK.
Thompson: SOME PLAN. WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU CALL THE POLICE?
Mohinder: SHUT UP CREEPY LIPS MAN.
Thompson: HERE’S A LITTLE GIRL.
Molly: YAY! I FIND SYLAR.
Mohinder: KICK ASS.
Sylar: *dies* *but not really*
Mohinder and Sylar in Five Minutes
(Zane’s house)
Sylar: HI! I’M ZANE!
Mohinder: GIMMEE YOUR DNA.
Sylar: OKAY! *steals Zane’s DNA* LET’S BE BEST FRIENDS!
Mohinder: OKAY!
Sylar: ROAD TRIP?
Mohinder: YES.
(Dale’s garage)
Sylar: I BELIEVE IN KARMA.
Mohinder: WOO-HOO!
Dale: I HEAR EVERYTHING. EVEN HEART-BEATS.
Sylar: YUM. I MEAN AWESOME.
(Motel)
Mohinder: YOU RULE, ZANE!
Sylar: WE’LL FIND ALL THE POKEMON, MOHINDER!
Mohinder: UH...OKAY!
(Dale’s garage, late at night)
Dale: WHAT THE HELL?
Sylar: LOLZ TIME FOR YOU TO DIE. *steals her power*
(next morning, Dale’s garage)
Mohinder: (sees Dale’s dead body) HOLY CRAP THAT’S NASTY. IT WAS TOTALLY SYLAR!
Sylar: WE SHOULD LEAVE. RIGHT NOW.
(Mohinder’s apartment)
Mohinder: YOU ARE SYLAR. YOU TRICKED ME. *drugs chai*
Sylar: OH SNAP SON. *passes out*
(He wakes up strapped to IV)
Sylar: WHAT THE FUCK.
Mohinder: YOU KILLED MY FATHER.
Sylar: YOU SUCK. YOUR FATHER SAID SO. HE LIKED ME BETTER THAN YOU! NYA NYA NYA!
Mohinder: I TAKE YOUR SPINAL FLUID NOW.
Sylar: OW.
Mohinder: HEY LOOK I FIGURED THE FORMULA OUT.
Sylar: SAVE ME! GIVE ME THE LIST GODDAMMIT!
Mohinder: MY NAME IS MOHINDER SURESH. YOU KILLED MY FATHER. PREPARE TO DIE. *shoots Sylar, but bullet stops in mid-air*
Sylar: LOL TELEKINESIS BITCH. *unstraps self* I KILL YOU NOW.
Mohinder: ...CRAP.
(Later)
Peter: HELLO? IS ANYONE HOME?
Mohinder: *on ceiling* YES.
Sylar: MWAHAHAHA! I STEAL YOUR BRAIN!
Peter: OH NO YOU DIDN’T! *TK’s Sylar*
Sylar: I’M NOT DONE WITH MO-MO YET! *kills Peter*
Mohinder: *throws map at Sylar*
Sylar: *pwned by map* YOU WIN THIS ROUND.
Mohinder: HELLZ YEAH.
(Isaac’s apartment)
Sylar: OH NOES I’M GOING TO BLOW UP NEW YORK CITY. *calls Mohinder* HELP!
Mohinder: WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME.
Sylar: I’M GONNA KILL A BUNCH OF PEOPLE!
Mohinder: HOW NICE FOR YOU. *dials 911*
Sylar: YOU BITCH I CAN HEAR YOU DIALING THE PHONE IDIOT. *hangs up*
Mohinder: DAMMIT! MY BRILLIANT PLAN DIDN’T WORK.
Thompson: SOME PLAN. WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU CALL THE POLICE?
Mohinder: SHUT UP CREEPY LIPS MAN.
Thompson: HERE’S A LITTLE GIRL.
Molly: YAY! I FIND SYLAR.
Mohinder: KICK ASS.
Sylar: *dies* *but not really*