"Hey Anusha," Lewis said as they sat in debate together. Lewis was not in debate and he never was, but he now had to be Anusha's personal assistant, because no matter how hard she tried not to, she broke her ankle in this universe too. Lewis was granted permission to help her in all her classes since he was far past done with all the current curriculum in his classes. "You know what's fun?"
                              "A coma?" Anusha suggested as the teacher once again remembered she couldn't ask Anusha to 'step up' for a debate for the fifth time.
                              "Yes, but," Lewis said, "You know what else?"
                              "No, Lewis," Anusha sighed, "What plot are you setting up?"
                              "Alliteration," Lewis answered the question because he knew Anusha was never going to get the correct answer. "Hence the name of this episode."
                              Anusha looked upwards to see the title above all the words that were explaining what she is currently doing. She sighed and looked at Lewis. "How's Simon going to do that, Lewis?" Anusha asked, knowing he wanted her to.
                              "A little personality adjusting," Lewis said, "Like this." He raised his hand and snapped, getting the attention of the teacher who just cast him a strange look and called for the next debaters. "Do you have any secrets you don't want Simon telling anyone?" He asked, "I can modify it again."
                              "Like Simon knows any of my secrets," Anusha scoffed, "You?"
                              "Like anyone knows any of my secrets," Lewis said in return, "Anyway, cue title card."
                              Wild, Wild, Wild, Wild, Wild, WildThots.
                              KSI, Wroetoshaw, Vikkstar123, Simon, Zerkaa, Ethan, and Tobi.
                              SideThots with Anusha, Dylan, Veronica, Liz, Aggie, Rachael, Simon, Josh, Vik, Tobi, Ethan, and Harry.
                              Season Two Episode Twenty: Simon The Snake Spills Some Secrets
                              Veronica's and Simon's parents were out of town for the weekend. They had told both of them to clean up around the house while they were gone, so naturally they were both sitting on the couch, unmoving, fighting over who should get up to get the TV remote. Both in the moment had forgotten that they had recently gotten a smart TV, and it was voice activated.
                              "Should we invite the gang over?" Veronica asked Simon during a pause in the remote argument. Their parents, while knowing that their house was basically the hub to hang out at, had specifically requested for them not to invite them over. So naturally, it was a possibility they were going to invite them over. Veronica and Simon looked at each other for a few moments before saying "Yeah" at the same time.
                              Now, Simon didn't know what was coming over him, but for the past few days each time he saw one of his friends, he wanted to tell them something he knew about them, and quite naturally being his nosy self he knew a lot. It was easier around his sister, as she didn't have many secrets revolving around her that he didn't know. There was one, but as long as the name wasn't brought up, he could suppress the urge.
                              "We should go to someone else's house for a change," Veronica spontaneously suggested, "I mean, there's a reason mom and dad said not to invite them here."
                              "Because they trash the place," Simon finished, "And then they tell us to clean it up, and we don't, so they have to."
                              "Bingo," Veronica said and rolled off the couch, "Maybe in Liz, Aggie, and Harry's neighborhood. Maybe Harry's house, it's pretty big cause they have three kids who are all brats and need their own rooms."
                              Simon felt the word vomit arising, so he was trying to say anything else. He knew that if he spilt this secret, many more for other people would follow afterwards. He wouldn't be able to control it. "It's Harry's house, though," Simon said, "He'd probably accidentally kill us if we stepped inside."
                                      
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  