(This is for you 19VincentPurpleGuy87. This takes place in between the chapters Making my Boyfriend Jealous and Oh Vincent, what have you done...)
(Also, any words in italics means I'm showing him past events.)

Mike's Body was frozen when Scott kissed him. But, Mike himself was getting inside info on the situation. His body was in the same place, but his mind was elsewhere. Let's see where he is, shall we?

Mike found himself inside a.. Room, if you would even call it that. It looked the hyperbolic time chamber from that Anime fighting show called "Dragon Ball Z". It was one of the few animes that Jeremy showed him that he was actually interested in.  He looked left and right. He shrugged, figuring it wouldn't hurt to see if anybody else was there. "Uh, anybody there?"

"Oh good! You made it!"
He jumped when he heard that. It came from behind him, so it's natural he turned around.
He blinked a couple of times to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
It was a girl. She looked to be around 16. She had poofy brownish hair, a purple pull-over hoodie, and some sweat pants.
"Erm, your not gonna turn into a blob of a monster in the next second are you? Isn't that what usually happens right about now?"

She giggles slightly. "Nah man. But, I will do some other things. Mainly, showing you the "observers" perspective on the whole thing going on between Scott and Vincent." She starts floating into the air.

Mike's parental instincts kick in and runs over grabbing her by the legs.
"I gotcha! I gotcha!"

The girls rolls her eyes. "Mike, I'm doing this in purpose." Mike blinks, before remembering the whole "Ki" thing from the Anime. ........ Then he realized she said his name. "How the hell do you know my name?!" He lets go of her legs, backing up,  now wary of the girl in front of him.

She plays with he hair a bit. "It's complicated. And even if I told you, and you understood, you would be in danger from knowing that price of knowledge. Look, I'll tell you my name so we are even, okay? It's Sarah, but I prefer Quanta."

"....... I'm going with Quanta. Most of this is already "Anime included", so why not?"

She smiles slightly, before, placing a hand on his head. "You think Vincent was forcing himself onto Scott, correct?"
He scowls."Of course he was!! Why, you got some proof that he wasn't? "Actually, yes I do. And I'm gonna show it to you... Right now!"" Wait, wha-"

Vincent pushed Scott back. "Scott, we both know you'll regret this in the morning. Stop while your ahead!"

"All the more reason to do it~"

Vincent gasped. He tried pushing Scott off him. He was using all his strength, but to no avail. Scott kept grinding on him, looking at Vincent with lust in his eyes.

Mike's emotions were brewing up a storm inside him. He felt anger at himself for assuming right off the bat, guilt for starting the fight that lead to Scott getting a knife to the cheek, results in what would most likely become a scar. Confusion as to why Scott kissed him instead of socking him in the mouth. He was half tempted to do that to himself right now.

Quanta put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, what's done is done. I have one more thing to show you."

*Zooms in on Vincent's heart/soul. Like in Undertale, it's colour compliments it's vessel, meaning it's purple. But, there are some.... Cracks in it. Little ones, and they appear to have been there for a while. But, a black substance is dripping from the cracks now, and the cracks are getting larger quickly, now they are more noticeable. They have stopped spreading, but the way the cracks are, it would only take another jab to the heart (pun..... Unfortunately there because I didn't know how else to word it.) for it to break in half.......*

Mike was silent.

"...... I'm gonna have to make things right, aren't I?"

"Yes. As much as you can. I trust you already have ideas forming in that head of yours?"

"Oh you have no idea..... Can you send me back now?"

"Sure. See ya, Mike."

"You too... Quanta."

The next minute, he is back in his body, determined to fix this anyway he could.

He started by pulling away from Scott.