"Hey,stoooop!" Rodrigo gasped,as he was pushed inside!

Once he was inside, Marx sighed and went inside his own portal.

Rodrigo groaned,and looked around.

He was trapped in a windowless white room, this time the pictures of his crying face were spread out on the wall, and a corner in the back of the room labeled naughty.

Then came an echo in the wall that said. "State your mischief..."

Rodrigo groaned.

He looked all over for an exit,and only after making sure there was none he sighed and said,"Overworkin..."

A smilar echoe,but with a different voice,asked the same of Marx on his own room."State your mischief."

To his surprise, soon a Marx copy began to fade into the room, looking just as stern as the one who had scolded him minutes ago.

Marx looked down. "For just being naughty in general...and tryin' to kill people..." he muttered.

Rodrigo blinked."Marx?!When did you get here?!Wait,no..."

A copy of Rodrigo soon appeared before Marx as well,just as stern.

"Big bro! You should really know better than to overwork yourself!" the copy said, even worse than the original!

Marx cringed, but awaited him to say something.

"L-little bro,I...!" Rodrigo groaned.

"Marx,you have been VERY naughty!And trying to kill....quite frankly!" the copy scolded.

"No buts! Come here!" Copy Marx ordered.

Marx gulped and shuffled his feet. "B-Big broooo...!" he whined.