65: Quantum Physics

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by IAmIronManJr96

by IAmIronManJr96

(I'm as easy as quantum physics baby)

"Scott," Steve said, trying to get Scott's attention. Scott was pacing in front of us rapidly.

Tasha and I sat on her desk, sharing a look.

"Are you okay?" Steve asked, frowning.

"Yeah have either of you guys studied quantum physics?" He asked hurriedly, stopping in front of us.

Tasha shrugged. "Only in mid-conversation."

"Uh, over Peter's shoulder," I murmured. "5 years ago."

Steve just shook his head.

"Alright so, five years ago, right before...Thanos, I was in a place called the quantum realm." He held his hands out as he talked. "The quantum realm is like its own microscopic universe. To get in there, you have to be incredibly small. Hope, she's my...she...she was my-" he paused, frowning. "She was supposed to pull me out. And then Thanos happened, and-I got stuck in there."

My eyebrows went up.

"Sorry. That must've been a long five years," Steve said.

Scott smiled. "Yeah, but that's just it. It wasn't. For me, it was five hours." He finished off excitedly.

Now my mouth dropped open.

"See, the rules of the quantum realm aren't like they are up here. Everything is unpredictable. Is that anybody's sandwich?" He pointed at Tasha's discarded sandwich. I fought a smile. "I'm starving," he muttered.

"Scott. What are you talking about?"

"So-what I'm saying is, time works differently in the quantum realm. The only problem is, right now we don't have any way to navigate it," Scott said.

My heart was pounding.

"But what if we did? I can't stop thinking about it. What if we could somehow control the chaos, and we could navigate it?" Scott said, looking at me. "What if there was a way we can enter the quantum realm at a certain point in time but then exit the quantum realm at another point in time?"

I frowned. "Are you talking about a time machine?"

"No, no, of course not. No, not a time machine. It's more like a," he thought about it a moment. "Yeah a time machine. I know, it's crazy. It's crazy, but I can't stop thinking about it. There's gotta be..some wa...it's crazy."

Tasha shook her head. "I get emails from a raccoon. So nothing sounds crazy anymore."

Scott's smile grew. "Okay. So who do we talk to about this?"

It was my turn to smile.