Be More Chill Reacts To Be More Chill

Epilogue

As the applause quieted down, a certain thought dawned on everyone. Rich was the first to bring it up.

"Wait... How the fuck are we thuppothed to get home?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Shit. He's right," Jeremy deadpanned.

"Oh my god, what if we're stuck here forever?" Christine panicked.

"I can't be stuck here with that crazy bitch!" Chloe cried, fanning her eyes.

As if on cue, Alyssa walked through the door. She immediately stopped, however, once she saw the state everyone was in.

"Woah there," she laughed. "I know the ending was sad, but can we just—"

"How are we supposed to get out of here?" Michael asked. It was clear he was serious since he didn't emphasize "here".

Alyssa stopped, blinking in surprise. In truth, she honestly had no idea how they were going to get home. Hell, she didn't even know how they got there in the first place. She scanned the room to see if anything in there indicated how they would get home. However, her eye caught something else. Jeremy and Michael were holding hands. Her face lit up, giving everyone the impression that she knew something.

"What?" Rich asked. "Do you know how we can get out of here?"

She smiled. "No." Everyone groaned in frustration. "But did those two get together?"

Rich seemed to calm down. "No, but Jeremy athked him out on a date. Ithn't it jutht the cutetht?"

"Totally. Like, I've shipped them since the beginning, but when Jeremy got together with Christine at the end of the musical, I figured that Boyf Riends would never happen. But now—"

"Quiet!" Michael shouted, causing everyone to jump. He sighed. "I'm sorry. But we need to find out how to get home, and you two are discussing my love life, and... Did you say Boyfriends?"

"Oh, yeah!" Alyssa said cheerfully. "But like two words. Boyf. Riends. That's the ship name!"

Rich raised an eyebrow. "Kinda bland."

"It's because of what you wrote on their backpacks."

"Oh! You thee, that maketh—"

"Oh my god, enough!" Brooke yelled. "We seriously just need to get home! Now, do you have any idea how to do that?"

Alyssa thought for a moment. "I mean, you guys just kinda fucking teleported to this house that I happened to be in."

"Still concerned about that," Jake stated, backing away slightly.

"Yeah, whatever. Anyways, maybe it has something to do with what you were doing before you got here?" She said it as if it were more of a question than a statement.

Jenna chimes in. "What do you mean?"

"Like, what were you doing before you got here?"

"Oh, well I was with Christine," Jenna said. "I was teaching her how to drive so she wouldn't fail her driver's test again."