Ken and Mack's Room, Servants Quarter's Dorm. Friday Morning

[80s_sideburns]

Ken woke up not feeling like himself. At all. Not that he noticed until he stretched happily, and went to the normal guy thing of scratching himself first thing in the morning

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[6mil_dvdplayer]

Mack had been lying on his bed, web browsing all night. Okay, for about half the night, with long periods of being horrified that there was Drive Force Adventure Squadron smut posted on the Internet. He was pretty focused on it, to the point where he really had forgotten that there was a world beyond the computer screen, until a voice he didn't recognize came from the other side of the room.

". . . Meg? What are you doing here?"

[80s_sideburns]

"Meg?" Ken said. "Oh god, I'm Meg?"

[6mil_dvdplayer]

"You're definitely not Ken-shaped," Mack said, now that he'd gotten a good, if considerably boggled, look.

[80s_sideburns]

"But I am Ken," Ken said. "This is seriously weird."