It's The Real Deal: Rebooted 3

Chapter 7: It's A Timey-Whimy Thing

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Lily's P.O.V.

"Morning Mini-Caffery." Joe greets. Excuse me?! How does she know? "Who told you about that?" I ask. If it was Zane..."Fargo." Joe says. "How did Fargo know?" I ask. "He figured out how to access your fanfiction somehow. Do you prefer Mini-Suit?" Joe asks. I gasp. "Only Moz gets to call me that." I state, upset. "Fargo and I are going to have a long talk about not reading my fanfiction. Do you know who else he told?" I ask. "Don't know. Hopefully not Vince." Joe states. That's for sure. "Where is Fargo?" I ask. "Downtown." Joe states. "I have to talk to Fargo." I say to him. He nods. I get out of the car and multi-leap to Cafe Diem.

At Cafe Deim: Lily's P.O.V.

I see Fargo walking by and I pull him over to behind Cafe Deim. "Whoa!" He reacts. "Fargo, you read my fanfiction?" I ask. "Well, it's not really fiction but yeah, I did." Fargo states. I sigh. "Fargo, why out of all the things that I have in there would you ever tell anyone that the FBI agents called me Mini-Caffery? Who else knows about this?" I ask. "Zane, Joe, Vincent." Fargo lists. You have got to be kidding me. "Great, now the whole town knows. You shouldn't be reading my fanfiction. Most people think that it's fiction so I wrote it. How much did you read?" I ask, nervously and a bit embarrassed. "Books one and two." Fargo states.

What?! "You read the first two books?!" I ask. "Sorry, I just really liked them. The good ones keep you awake at night, right?" Fargo asks. "You just quoted Neal. Stop it! No more reading, my fanfiction please." I say. "Could I re-read the ones I already read. Your writing is really good." Fargo states. I sigh. "I don't know. Just don't tell anyone about anything else." I state. "Were you actually 4'11 in 8th grade? And did Chapter 15 and 16 actually happen in the first one?" Fargo asks. I shutter. "Ugh, Chapter 15. Anyway...Yes, yes I was and yes it did. Seriously though you cannot tell anyone that I am half alien. Promise me that you won't. I don't want to end up in Area 51." I state.

"I won't. I promise." Fargo states. Good. "Thank you. No more questions, no more reading it. It has some journal entries in there as you know." I state. "Yeah. I'm sorry about what you went through with your original family." Fargo condolences. "Thank you." I say to him. I multi-leap to Carter and everything turns kind of old fashioned. "Oh, it's this episode. I love this one." I state. We see Henry's car. Or at least we think we do... Just to let you know, right now Zane is proposing to Joe!

"Hey, Henry! Yeah, I...Oh! Sorry, thought you were Henry Deacon." Carter apologizes. "He's Doctor Trever Grant. Not to be confused with The Doctor." I point out, excitedly. I'm sorry. "That's right. Although, I don't know a Doctor. Doctor Who?" Trever asks. Ha ha! "Nice to meet you, Trevor. Nice suit. You do Eureka proud." Carter states. I'm so excited. "I prefer 'Dr. Grant.' And you two are?" He asks. "Already sick of Founder's Day." Carter states. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

"Look, Doc, could you give us a lift back into town?" Carter asks. "Our phone's dead. We got some tree shrinkage to deal with." I point out. "Sure, sports. Climb on in." Grant offers. Yes! "Once again, sports fans, this is Red Barber at Ebbets Field, where Black League star, Jackie Robinson is making his Major League Baseball debut, as the Brooklyn Dodgers battle the Boston Braves..." A radio sports announcer trails off. "No way. Wow, you're taking Founders' Day to a whole new level." Carter states. I know, right? "Carter that's not what's going on. We..." I start up. "Shh." Carter shushes.

You don't get to shush me, no shushing for you. That sounded a lot like something that Peter would say. I think he actually did say that once. "Wow! What a career! He goes oh for three in this game, and then six months later, he's rookie of the year. Amazing. Changed the face of baseball." Carter states. "Carter, spoilers." I state. "What?" Carter asks. "Never mind, too late now." I state. Seriously, you'd think he'd understand time traveling rules by now. "I didn't catch your names, sports." Grant reminds.