Another day, another hangout.

X had forced both Two and Four to go out with him. A poor attempt of him to make those two get along. That usually only end in glares from Four's half and tension.

All three had gone to the park, and now are back in the hotel and in the kitchen. X invited Two to help out and as a way to spend more time with him—if he promises to not eat the food, of course.

Everything went quite well, Four and Two didn't throw hands. But when it was time to leave..

"Well.. It was amazing to spend time with you, but I gotta go. Have a show to host, you know?" Two said, waving good bye to his algebralien friends and walking to the door. But when he tried to open it.. it didn't budge. He tried again, no success.

The door is stuck.

It's been three hours by now, and they're more than bored, they're dying of boredom!

"We've tried everything.. I don't thinks this door is ever gonna budge.. And the windows are locked closed.." Two sighed, running a hand through his hair. He liked to keep it decent, but all this stress made is a mess. He's still charming tho-

"Do any of you have an idea of what to do?" Two asked, looking over at the two other algebraliens. He's leaning on the kitchen counter, fidgeting with his tie the whole time.