𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛! ✧ ｡⁺ ˚࿐
cherry garcia babysits adam reed even though she's only a year older than him.
❝𝗔𝗠 𝗜 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚?❞
❝𝗡𝗢. 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗘.❞
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THE JET LIT UP!
"holy fucking shit." i admired the machine.
"away we go." older adam said.
absentmindedly, i took adams hand in mine and we stepped onto the platform together, holding onto each-other.
the platform was small, too small for three people to stand comfortably.
we got into the jet, where adam and i had to share a seat, because there was only two.
"can you move?" i asked.
"no." adam shrugged.
"i'm about to shove you off." i said, and sat down on my half of the seat.
"let's see what we're dealing with. minor shield damage. coolant leaks." older adam checked the system.
adam admired everything, while i stared in shock that i was actually seeing things from the future.
a triangle with an exclamation mark flashed on the screen, making beeping noises.
"i don't know what that is, but when is a flashing red light ever good?" older adam pointed.
adam leaned forward, and older adam shoved him back down.
"god damn." i said, trying to adjust myself to sit on the jet comfortably.
"i know you wanna touch all the pretty buttons with your sticky little child fingers, but the reactor has a quantum signature. if you set it off, they can find us." older adam explained.
"are they hot?" i asked.
"who are they?" adam questioned.
"i'm glad you didn't ask me that, because they are classified." older adam replied.
"god fucking damn, everything's classified." i groaned.
"come on, i alrwady know you're from the future." adam encouraged.
"believe me, i regret that. i had no intention of coming back to revisit.. this. jesus. okay." older adam complained.
i blew my bubblegum, making a loud popping sound.
older adam ignored the popping noises, clicking around on his screen while younger adam looked around once more.
"okay, i've isolated the damaged relays, so the ship should be able to start repairing itself." older adam told us.
"how long will that take?" adam asked.
"it's at fifty percent capacity, so hopefully less time than it takes me to heal."
"wait. do you remember this?"
"remember what?"
"this. right here, right now. you being here in 2022?"
