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xp_logsBobby and Nica pop out for some donuts, giving them to chat about donuts, what they've been up to lately, and that whole multiverse thing, which they both agree was really something.
"...And then Kyle kicked the Toad-bot clear across the DR and that was the end of the scenario," Nica was saying as they pulled up outside Count Donutula's. "I mean, ALL the way across. I guess there's some kind of history there?"
"Yeah, sounds like it, dang," Bobby replied, releasing his seatbelt once they came to a stop. "All the way across? Shit." It sounded pretty bad-ass though, and he wished he'd seen it. "Now I kinda want to bring him back a donut as some late award of excellence or something."
"Just as long as they're not those pickled plum ones he was bitching about the other day." Nica reached for her purse and opened her door. "That would just be too mean."
"True, true." He appreciated a good joke from time-to-time but she was right, that'd just be mean. "I don't know what to get him, hmm. Guess I'll just have to see what they have. Annnnd I don't know what I want, either, but I'm sure I'll find something." They had so much variety it'd honestly be harder to find something you didn't want.
"So, how've you been?" Bobby asked, walking up and holding open the door for Nica to enter before him.
"Me? Oh, the usual. School, the team, the monthly call with my Dad." She shrugged. "It sounds boring, now I actually say it, but it keeps me busy. How about you?" She paused to peruse the list of specials for the day, wrinkling her nose. "Damn, I don't know what I want either. Just as well we're the only ones here."
"Busy is good! Unless you're too busy, then busy is bad. But I've been the same, healthy amount of busy," Bobby said, following her inside. "Work is ok, been looking at school maybe, and... maybe moving in with Miles." He shrugged, peering up at the specials too. "You know, the usual. Ooh, they have those peanut butter ones here today I think."
"Moving in with Miles? You mean, mean moving out of the mansion?" Nica paused in her donut perusal to look at Bobby. "That'd suck. I mean, not for you, but it's bad enough Miles isn't around much any more. Who's going to be my junk food buddy?"
"Hey, I can still be a junk food buddy," Bobby replied. "Just... a long - no, kinda-short-but-not-like-another-country-long distance junk food buddy?" He'd still be coming by the mansion all the time, especially to take advantage of the kitchen, he just wouldn't live there anymore. That's about as much thought as he'd put into it at that point, at least. "And you could come see us, too, yeah?"
"Well, it's not like it'd take me long to fly to wherever it was - I've almost got the speed of light thing nailed." She still pouted slightly, however. "I suppose I can't blame you for wanting out of the place. Things are kind of tense after that whole... thing back in December."
"Dang, that's pretty fast, isn't it?" Science wasn't exactly his forte but even he knew the speed of light was, uh. Fast. "Oh yeah, that whole thing. That was. Yeah." He paused looking down at his hands for a moment. "That was something alright, wasn't it?" It was something Bobby had thought about a little but it hurt to think about it too much, it was kinda hard to explain.
"Something and a half. It's such a headtrip, finding out the world as we know it is made up of bits and pieces of other dimensions." Nica kept her tone light, seeing Bobby's discomfort. "Not to mention having other versions of yourself. I don't, by the way. I asked."
"That's good, I guess." He didn't really know because, like she said, it was a real headtrip indeed. "I didn't. Ask, that is, so I dunno, but... I don't know if I wanted to know?" And now Bobby sometimes kicked himself for not checking, but other times was happy with his decision. It really was a mess. "Sometimes I wonder, but sometimes, eh."
"It's probably best then, not to ask until you're ready." Nica shrugged a little. "It's not like the information is going anywhere, and the Professor was pretty strict about the no spoilers. Which makes total sense - people should get to choose what they find out about themselves."
"Yeah, that's true." It was good to have the option, but sometimes he wished he didn't. It was weird, but that came with the territory so he should be used to it by now. "So, you know what you're having? For, um, the donuts, I mean. Not the alternate... stuff." They were in public he remembered so he tried to keep it as vague as a Bobby could, which usually wasn't that vague but he thought he did ok this time.
"Raspberry jelly." Nica looked over to Bobby and grinned. "With a side of multiverses."
"...And then Kyle kicked the Toad-bot clear across the DR and that was the end of the scenario," Nica was saying as they pulled up outside Count Donutula's. "I mean, ALL the way across. I guess there's some kind of history there?"
"Yeah, sounds like it, dang," Bobby replied, releasing his seatbelt once they came to a stop. "All the way across? Shit." It sounded pretty bad-ass though, and he wished he'd seen it. "Now I kinda want to bring him back a donut as some late award of excellence or something."
"Just as long as they're not those pickled plum ones he was bitching about the other day." Nica reached for her purse and opened her door. "That would just be too mean."
"True, true." He appreciated a good joke from time-to-time but she was right, that'd just be mean. "I don't know what to get him, hmm. Guess I'll just have to see what they have. Annnnd I don't know what I want, either, but I'm sure I'll find something." They had so much variety it'd honestly be harder to find something you didn't want.
"So, how've you been?" Bobby asked, walking up and holding open the door for Nica to enter before him.
"Me? Oh, the usual. School, the team, the monthly call with my Dad." She shrugged. "It sounds boring, now I actually say it, but it keeps me busy. How about you?" She paused to peruse the list of specials for the day, wrinkling her nose. "Damn, I don't know what I want either. Just as well we're the only ones here."
"Busy is good! Unless you're too busy, then busy is bad. But I've been the same, healthy amount of busy," Bobby said, following her inside. "Work is ok, been looking at school maybe, and... maybe moving in with Miles." He shrugged, peering up at the specials too. "You know, the usual. Ooh, they have those peanut butter ones here today I think."
"Moving in with Miles? You mean, mean moving out of the mansion?" Nica paused in her donut perusal to look at Bobby. "That'd suck. I mean, not for you, but it's bad enough Miles isn't around much any more. Who's going to be my junk food buddy?"
"Hey, I can still be a junk food buddy," Bobby replied. "Just... a long - no, kinda-short-but-not-like-another-country-long distance junk food buddy?" He'd still be coming by the mansion all the time, especially to take advantage of the kitchen, he just wouldn't live there anymore. That's about as much thought as he'd put into it at that point, at least. "And you could come see us, too, yeah?"
"Well, it's not like it'd take me long to fly to wherever it was - I've almost got the speed of light thing nailed." She still pouted slightly, however. "I suppose I can't blame you for wanting out of the place. Things are kind of tense after that whole... thing back in December."
"Dang, that's pretty fast, isn't it?" Science wasn't exactly his forte but even he knew the speed of light was, uh. Fast. "Oh yeah, that whole thing. That was. Yeah." He paused looking down at his hands for a moment. "That was something alright, wasn't it?" It was something Bobby had thought about a little but it hurt to think about it too much, it was kinda hard to explain.
"Something and a half. It's such a headtrip, finding out the world as we know it is made up of bits and pieces of other dimensions." Nica kept her tone light, seeing Bobby's discomfort. "Not to mention having other versions of yourself. I don't, by the way. I asked."
"That's good, I guess." He didn't really know because, like she said, it was a real headtrip indeed. "I didn't. Ask, that is, so I dunno, but... I don't know if I wanted to know?" And now Bobby sometimes kicked himself for not checking, but other times was happy with his decision. It really was a mess. "Sometimes I wonder, but sometimes, eh."
"It's probably best then, not to ask until you're ready." Nica shrugged a little. "It's not like the information is going anywhere, and the Professor was pretty strict about the no spoilers. Which makes total sense - people should get to choose what they find out about themselves."
"Yeah, that's true." It was good to have the option, but sometimes he wished he didn't. It was weird, but that came with the territory so he should be used to it by now. "So, you know what you're having? For, um, the donuts, I mean. Not the alternate... stuff." They were in public he remembered so he tried to keep it as vague as a Bobby could, which usually wasn't that vague but he thought he did ok this time.
"Raspberry jelly." Nica looked over to Bobby and grinned. "With a side of multiverses."
