I wake up and look around, noticing it is still dark out. I groan and roll over, intent on going back to sleep when I hear a bed squeak and feet padding across the floor. I open my eyes slightly, keeping my breathing as even as I can. I watch Duncan sneak out the door, heading in the direction of the Jaffa Factory.

I wait a few seconds before leaving the comfort of my warm bed to follow him. Duncan is never up before I am, I usually have to wake up both of them otherwise they wouldn’t until very late into the day.

I tiptoe out, assuming Simon is still asleep. I look around the outside of the factory, then head inside. I hear the sound of footsteps and quickly duck behind the wall of machines.

“Are you sure about this, Simon? What about Lewis-”

“Who is the boss, Duncan? Me. He can’t do anything, because he isn’t in charge. Now,” Simon’s tone changes, and I feel a mixture of anger and jealousy start in the pit of my stomach. “Where were we?”

My face heats up and I peek around the corner. They can’t be. . .Holy shit, they are!

I look around for a way out, and seeing a pick on the floor I mine through the wall, replacing the bricks as soon as I step outside. I lean against the wall, letting the cool air calm me down.

I close my eyes and the image of Simon pressed up against Duncan in a very heated kiss pops into my head.

“No,” I groan. “This isn’t happening right now. Something is very wrong with Simon.” After I say that, dread washes over me. “But if that isn’t the real Simon, then yesterday wasn’t either.” I groan again.

Maybe it is best if we just give this a few days, see what happens?

Figuring that is the best plan, I go back to the dorm and lay in bed. Some time later the door opens and someone enters. I am facing the wall so I can’t see who it is. I feel my eyes start to get heavy and reluctantly close them.

'~.~.~'

I wake up and find myself somewhere that isn’t the Jaffa Factory. The exact opposite, actually. The room is filled with machines I don't recognize. I try to sit up but find my hands and ankles strapped down to the table.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” I call out, hoping someone will come explain to me why I am strapped down to this bed.

I am about to try again when I hear the sound of pistons. I look in the direction of the sound, frowning when I see Duncan and Simon walk in.

“Uh, guys? What’s this?” Simon doesn’t look at me, hiding behind Duncan.

“I could ask you the same thing-” The doors open again and in walks. . .

Another Simon? I take a deep breath, dropping my head against the table. “Oh, damn it.” Duncan raises his eyebrows.

“-But I already know.” I look at Duncan, confused. I open my mouth to ask how, but he cuts me off with his hand. “And so does Simon, kind of.” He puts his arm around the Simon behind him, the other one walking up to my side and resting his hand on mine.

“Don’t ask how, I have my ways,” He says with an evil smirk. “I have done some research on both of the Simons, and they are nearly identical in every way. 99% identical, to be precise. That one percent is what makes them so unique. I have done some more research, and found out that as long as the “master clone” stays alive, we can have as many Simon clones as we want. How do we keep this “master clone” alive? Well, we freeze them. That is why the real Simon,” The one standing next to me squeezes my hand reassuringly. “Is with you, and this is my Simon.”

“Will this take long Duncan?” The Simon under his arm whines.

“It will be over very soon, don’t worry.” Duncan smiles reassuringly at his Simon.

“Wait, what? You said you were going to give me a week! A week with him.” I look from Duncan to Simon, trying to figure out what’s going on.

“Fine, fine,” He says with a wave of his hand. “I will give you a week to do whatever you want, as long as you stay inside Yogslab.”

“Wait- We are in Yogslab? How?” I start thrashing. Simon quickly starts trying to calm me down.

“Shh, I will explain everything later. Just be quiet,” He brushes the hair out of my face, and doesn’t break eye contact as Duncan continues.

“Enjoy it while it lasts, Lewis. Enjoy your last week un-frozen.”

*Sorry it being so bad, I just am having trouble figuring this story out. . .I write then I delete it and start again. So part three will be up soon.*