Kyle runs to Sam's room

[Author's note: while that last chapter was great, I grew sympathetic for Kyle and wanted to cut him a break...whatever follows this chapter- do what you will]

Kyle quickly grabs a robe and wraps it tightly around his body before running out of his room and down the hall to Sam's.

He bangs on Sam's door.

"I'm a little busy right now...." Sam moans between the loud sounds of intimacy from the other side of thr door.

Kyle continues banging furiously.

"Come on! Can't this wait?!" Sam yelled irritated.

"NO IT CAN'T SAM! OPEN THE DOOR!"

A moment of silence passes before trudging could be heard from the other side.

The door opens, "What?!" Sam said with the infliction of blue balls setting in.

"Shut it down," Kyle ordered.

"Do what?"

"The thing...." Kyle whispered pointing to the ceiling, "shut. It. Down."

"Whoa!" Sam startled, fearing his company would hear about the system, "just a moment," he yelled into his room before stepping out into the hall, closing the door behind him.

"I don't know what the ramifications of that will do," Sam said, "I think the electricity, heating, air conditioning, EVERYthing in this house is being managed by...you know..."

"I don't care," Kyle said firmly, "shut it down."

"Why are you so worked up all of a sudden?" Sam asked.

"I don't know...maybe its because M- the house just shoved a dildo up my ass!" He had to hold himself back up from screaming.

"What?!" Sam was taken aback, "thats what those sounds were?!"

"What did you think they were?!"

"I thought you were just selling the character," Sam replied while Kyle gave him an irritated look of his own, "I'm sorry...I didn't give it much thought- I was a little distracted!" He said tilting his head to the door.

"I don't care," Kyle said, "I want you to shut the house down right now before it does something like that again."

"Uncle Mark is going to be PISSED!" Sam spaced out, considering granting Kyle's request....this prank had definitely gone too far, but he feared the wrath of his uncle.

"Possibly, but don't forget this is all YOUR fault."

"Fine...fine..." Sam said, "I'll shut it down. I'm sorry...I'll shut it down..." he looked back towards his door, "can it wait until morning...?"

"NO!" Kyle shouted with offense.

"Right-right" Sam defensively replied, "you're right..." he gave a disappointed exhale before opening his bedroom door and leaning in, "Hey...Chrisse...I think we're going to have to come back to this another night...I have to help my sister with something..."

"What is it?" She said, "is it about Greg? I can help!"

"No-no...its a family matter. I'm sorry" Sam said.

"Oh...okay," she said, "promise you'll call me soon?"

Sam looked over at his blue phone...that might stop working too...

"I'll get in touch with you soon," he smiled.