"Do you swear to tell the truth, only the truth, and nothing but the truth?" A woman asked both Steve and Natasha as they stood in front of many politicians and higher ups.
"Yes," they said at the same time. They sat down.
"I don't know what else th...
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Chapter 30 - Golf Cart
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After taking nearly two hours to set everything up, in which I took a twenty minute break to visit Elora and drop some clothes off, we were ready to do a test run for our time machine.
"Okay, here we go. Time travel test number one. Scott, fire up the uh... van thing," Bruce instructed, giving his machines one last look over.
"Breakers are set, emergency generators are on standby," Steve reported.
"If your soul is lost I'm ready to project my astral form and retrieve it. Your body will be lost," I told Scott, giving him two pats on the arm when he paled.
"Yeah, it'd be stuck in the 1950s," Bruce added distractedly.
"Excuse me?"
"They're kidding," Nat turned to us and hissed, "You can't say things like that."
"It was a bad joke," Bruce winced.
"You're kidding right?" Nat addressed the question to both of us again.
I have no idea. We're talking about time travel here. Either it's all a joke, or none of it is."
"Oh I wasn't joking," I shrugged, "We'd have his soul but not the body."
"Awesome," Bruce pressed a few buttons, throwing up a thumbs up, "We're good! Get your helmet on, Scott. I'm gonna send you back a week, you'll walk around for an hour, then bring you back in 10 seconds. Makes sense?"
"Perfectly not confusing," Scott lied.
"Good luck, Scott. You got this."
"You're right, Captain America, I do."
"On the count of three. 3, 2, 1!"
Bruce pressed the send off button. Then, five seconds later, pressed the same button. Instead of Scott appearing, it was a teenager in the Ant Man suit.
"Guys? This doesn't feel right," Teenager Scott looked at his hands.
"Well at least his body wasn't lost," I muttered quietly.
"Who is that?" Nat asked panickedly.
"This is Scott!"
Teen Scott got sucked back into the quantum tunnel, and came back out as an old man, "Ow! My back!"
