𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛! ✧ ｡⁺ ˚࿐
cherry garcia babysits adam reed even though she's only a year older than him.
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I WATCHED THE PROFESSOR!
"we are meant to work on problems that our children will solve! you might find the odd solution here or there. i just got your shirt, by the way. it's very clever." adams father pointed at a girl in the seats.
"but you will die before your life's work is done. your cold lifeless husk will be moldering in the ground while generations that come after you will be finishing the work that you started. to quote the roman's, enjoy yourselves, it's later thank you think." he continued.
"guy lombardo." older adam answered.
"i'm sorry?"
"guy lombardo. that was- yeah. the quote, uhm, it's later than you think, it's not the romans, it's a singer, guy lombardo and his royal canadians."
"it was guy lombardo, and it was from his 1949 classic, enjoy yourself, but long before that, it was the roman's who etched it onto their sundials. so we're both right. it's interesting that you know that. i'm sorry, do i know you?"
"just auditing the class."
"any other questions?"
an alarm went off, and the students began to sit up.
"all right, the uh, readings on my website, and i'll see you tuesday." older adam reminded his students.
the class emptied out, leaving only older adam and his father in a room alone together.
"adam?" his father realized.
"dad." older adam nodded.
"dad!" adam said, running into the empty classroom.
"adam?" his father asked, confused.
i walked in after him, smiling at adams excitement.
adam wrapped his arms around his father.
"is.. is this time travel?" he asked.
"mhm." i nodded.
we exited the classroom, explaining to adams dad as we walked out of the building.
"so, he came from 2050 and got you?" adams dad asked.
"yes." adam answered.
"how old are you now?"
"twelve."
"and your friend?"
"this is my girlfriend, cherry. you actually get to meet her. she's thirteen."
adams father, who i learned was named louis, looked up at the older version of his son.
"why did you need your twelve year old self and his girlfriend?" louis asked.
