(Completed (mainly) The DSAF'S Book Of Randomness 2

Dave, meet... Dave? Part 1 (Slight Sportagine)

AN- This was requested by BlueberryandHazelnut. This is after they get back from the SW world.

Dave opened his eyes to a pizzaria. It was run down, and familiar.

Where was he? What happened? He had fallen asleep after they got back, but how did he get here? "Um, hello? Hello hello? Why are you on the floor, and here before 6 Dave?" Dave of course recgonized him. It was Peter. But... he looked much older.

And he had on... an actual phone head? It wasn't a mask, it was an actual phone head.

"Peter? What happened? Where is everybody?" Peter flinched.

"How do you know that name?!" "Um, what are you talking about?" "Dave I swear to h-h-heck if you don't stop joking around-" "Hey phoney! Who you talking to-"

The two aubergine men stared at each other, their eyes wide. Dave was beyond confused at this point. He had on a security officer outfit, was much taller than him, and older as well. His hair was shorter than his, and he had some stubble.

"Um, hi?"

The other Dave hugged him.

"Ohmygodanotherme! And he's so small!" "Am not!"

After An Hour Of Trying To Pry Dave Off Of... Dave?

"

So, where are you from and why do you look exactly like Dave?" Asked Jack, who had came in a bit ago. "Colorado, and I honestly have no idea. It's especially weird seeing people who are my best friends look so... different." Peter looked at him strange.

"What do you mean? And how did you know my name?" "I think I'm from a different dimension, since in mine you didn't have a full on phone head, just a mask you wear sometimes. And Ja- Sportsy, you had just a slight orange hue to your skin, not full on orange." Jack and them wanted to hear more.

So he told them of there adventures in high school, how Dave met Jack, the ask.

He got emotional, as he talked about Topaz, what Matt had been through, and when he had walked in to find Jack hurting himself. He kept out Henry, as he didn't want any pity.

"...Wow..." "Yeah, a lot has happened." They were quiet for a few moments.

"W-Well, until we can find a way to get you home, you'll need a place to stay."

"I can house my counterpart!" Dave took his hand and ran to his car.

"Wait! We need to come with to make sure it's decent enough!"

"Alright with me! Get in!"

Other Dave drove way past the speed limit, and while Dave was laughing and treating it like a rollar coaster, Jack was cussing Dave out and Peter was screeching.

After about 3 minutes, they got there. "Alright! Close your eyes other me!" "Is that really necessary?" "Yep!" Dave sighed shutting his eyes and allowing them to show him whatever. He heard a door opening. "Alright, you can open them now!"

Dave did, only to step back. He was in Henry's house.

"Isn't it great! It's got so many places to play and tinker!" "Dave-" "Sportsy calm your tits! I mean board games and stuff like that! Nintendo, xbox, PlayStation, whatever!" (I know that stuff wasn't around during this time just go with it.)

Dave couldn't hear anything else they were saying. Everywhere he looked a bad memory resurfaced. From the first time he was beaten up, when he was about 7.

To being literally thrown across the room. And that time when he had stepped in whenever he was beating Vincent only to get a knife through his leg. His breathing became uneven. The memories were painful, extremely painful.

He tried to choke back a sob as his knees buckled. "Little me! What's wrong?!"

Jack noticed his uneven breathing. "Dave, I'm gonna touch you now. Is that alright?"

Dave shook his head fiercely, backing away. He didn't want the pain. Even if he deserved it.

"I am always right Willy. You don't deserve the air you breathe."

His sobs grew worse. "It's ok, it's me Dave. It's Jack." His vision was blurry, but he could see orange skin. It had to be Jack. "S-Sportsy-" He choked out.

"It's ok, tell me what you see Dave." "A-A-A house f-filled with b-b-blood, and h-h-him."

"Dave, I need you to tell me who." "...I-I-" Dave sobbed. He was going to hurt him if he said anything. If he told anyone about him. He would kill Vincent. He would-

"Dave, I know you're scared, but I need you to tell me. You're safe, I'm here."

...He needed to tell him. He would make it better. "...H-H-Henry..." Everyone's eyes widened.

Jack took in a deep breath.

"I know that's what you see, but he's not here Dave. Where is he?" Dave pointed, and Jack walked over to it. "W-W-Wait-" Jack walked into him and he disappeared.

"See? No one's there. Your safe."

Peter brought Dave into a brotherly type hug. Dave sobbed into his chest, clutching his shirt. They all joined in the hug, whispering reassurances.

Finally, Dave fell asleep.

"...I guess little Dave can't stay here." "No shit Sherlock."

AN- Wow, this was quite fun to write! I always love stories that introduce people to their counterparts to see how different they are. Have a feeling this is gonna be a long one. Hope you guys enjoyed!