"no, because who told you to write on my fucking project and turn it into food?!" joshua cursed, getting seventeen surprised. seems like he was serious this time, eh? "we all literally just ate a time machine for dinner. a time machine.""wha— in my defense!" mingyu raised a hand. "it was inside the bodega and i was tasked to clean it up and throw unnecessary things away! but seungcheol said that in order for the garbage collectors to not be suspicious of the weird things we're throwing out, i should turn it into other normal trash and that machine was big enough for a whole feast so i turned it into a feast!"
"oh my god. mingyu, you food poisoned us." minghao facepalmed, regretting that he ever won that rock paper scissors game against the cheater (which is jeonghan) for a baozi. "what now? is it harmful or something?"
"maybe i need a test run on me and my ability...." mingyu nervously chuckled. "i honestly don't know what will happen. i apologize! i am willing to be your slave for a week!" mingyu dropped to his knees, profusely apologizing to the twelve men he fed a time machine to.
junhui seemed delighted. "freaky, now we have a willing bottom! thirteensome, anyone?!" which junhui got a slap in the nape for.
jihoon, who slapped junhui's nape, got his shoulder chewed on by a sulky junhui. "hey—you're fucking taken! stop talking about those things! and stop chewing my shoulder!"
"taken? by who?" minghao crossed his arms. "who even is that guy anyway?"
"haohao, love me!"
"what?! i don't know you!"
"ANYWAYS," seungcheol uses his warning tone, lips firmly pursed. seventeen shuts up. "how does the time machine thing work? since we don't know much about mingyu's ability, let's just prepare for the worst."
jeonghan happily piped up, fishing out his ipad (which he stole from a snotty kid, seokmin's child) to read the information. "joshuji let me help on this one! you see, it's not actually time travelling, it's jumping between realities! to make it seem like time traveling, we must travel to a similar reality from the past!"
"correct." joshua gave jeonghan a wink, which jeonghan screeched over and choked seungkwan for. "it doesn't affect our reality, but we have to be careful because we're going to be ourselves in that reality and we do not want their lives to be in shambles after we live their life for a while. our alternate selves would be angry if so—"
"WAIT OKAY, ARE THESE THE CONTROLS FOR THE TIME MACHINE PROJECT THING?" soonyoung suddenly shouts. god oh god, did seventeen crowd over that screen soonyoung saw? yes. joshua was sadly pushed back from the crowd, so joshua could just guess what happens next.
"seungkwan please—please, use your ability, we can't afford going to another—"
ping!
"SOONYOUNG!" seungcheol shouts, reprimanding the tiger-wannabe even if it was too late. "what did you do?! i heard a weird sound!"
"over reacting gramps," jeonghan rolled his eyes, huffing. the others laughed, as the blonde man looked around. "we're still in the base! in front of the screen, wearing the same clothes, and stuff!"
"yeah, but...." seungcheol trailed off, pouting. "don't do that again!"
yeah! it was truly harmless. maybe soonyoung just pressed the wrong button and they all assumed something happened because a loud ping! was heard. though, where did that come from? anyways, seungcheol double checked. same clothes, location, complete members, a—wait.
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