Manny had just arrived to a slightly old looking building that didn't look like anyone had lived in it for a while. He knew it as some weird abandoned home that people used for various things, since it was kind of lacking any other populace in the area. It was mostly parties that were set up here as of late. But he knew frida liked to have her band practice there. He entered inside where it was being illuminated mostly by the sunlight outside. He just made his way through, hearing the sound of creaking wood underneath his feet. The lack of pictures or any form of paint on the wall just made it feel creepier. When he came to the stairs, Manny could hear noises coming from down in the basement. He blinked, feeling another major headache starting to take place. "you shouldn't go down there" he heard, turning around. A green lookalike of him stood before him at the end of the hallway.

"What are you talking about? Am I going insane again?" Manny demanded from the green doppelganger, just wanting the duplicate to vanish, doubting his mind was fully cooperating with him right now. He approached his clone somewhat angrily. "Maybe… but if you go down there, all you'll be doing is distracting her from her future," the green clone continued while coming closer. "You really think he'd listen to ya?" another voice rung out. Manny's head and eyes shifted to the right. Behind him was a red clone of himself. "…this… this isn't happening…" Manny muttered, rubbing his eyes. But when he looked to his left, there was a blue clone who stood quiet, looking as depressed as it came. The red clone did appear angrier while the green one seemed cheerful.

"We aren't going to go away that easily. In the end, one of us is going to be stuck with you," his red duplicate mocked. Manny had to admit. He was worried his alter ego really did have a hand in his mental torture. "Just… what do you want?" Manny tried calmly asking, knowing it was pointless to escape them. There was nothing but silence. It took a few seconds, but he assumed the answer. "You want me to decide… what I want to be?" he repeated, not sure whether to pick between good or evil, aware of which colour represented. He doubted they were going to simply listen. He just hoped this wasn't going to be that violent. "Life becomes so much easier when you spend it saving other lives…" his green clone said, coming closer like they had intentionally surrounded him. "No way. It's a lot more fun just to hate the world and destroy it, one city at a time," his red clone laughed. He just held his head in agony.

Manny saw them stop, and he looked at his blue doppelganger. "And what is it you want?" the teenage boy requested. The blue clone looked calmer, nowhere near as interested in this conversation as he was. His blue clone looked up to him. "I don't want anything, honestly…" he answered, clearly sharing a similar mindset, just wanting more time to decide. Manny decided it was his best option of the three, to prefer the slightly depressed mindset.

Manny suddenly gasped for breath. His eyes darted open. He was lying in the basement, at least he thought. "Ooh… what happened?" he mumbled. "You fell down the steps," he heard, looking to his friend. "…F…Frida…" Manny gasped out. He was glad to see her friendly face. "Sorry for interrupting practice, Frida. I just… wanted to come talk," he admitted. It hurt a bit to stand though, thinking it must have been some crazy dream, but he didn't feel depressed at all. "Interrupt? It doesn't start for another twenty minutes. I was just getting everything set up," Frida reassured he hadn't messed up anything, like his paranoia had implied. Still, he was aware he might be disturbing her future dreams like his mind had argued with him in his dreams. "I wanted to apologize. For trying to ignore you. I thought it might damage your career, knowing someone like me," Manny stated. She could see his blue eyes, which were blue no more. He looked like his old self again.

"Manny. That's… crazy," Frida said, aware of how his day went with her father, but doubted he enjoyed it. She didn't want her career to make him feel inferior like that in some senses. If anything, she saw her friend and their past adventures together as a form of muse for her music. She came over and began to lead him back up the steps. "Heh… guess I was losing my mind over worrying too much," he joked to Frida, not wanting to admit the crimes with Zoe. As the day began to brighten up, Manny just wanted his friendship with Frida to stay strong, and hopefully last for their whole lives. All in all, he hoped his mental state was repaired. But he didn't know how that would turn out.

The End...