GT Short Stories and Oneshots

The Multiverse Bar

"Soooo... The Multiverse Bar, eh? What is this place anyway, Cameron?" A little voice popped up from my shoulder.

"I really have no idea. I saw a light from the house yesterday and I wanted to investigate."

"Yeah, but it's a bar in the middle of the woods! What in the fricken frack is doing here anyway? And why didn't you investigate it yourself?"

"Because it will be fun to see what it is together!"

"You said I'm going to be staying in your pocket!"

"Fair point, but just, c'mon... Pleassseee?" I beg trying my hardest at puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, whatever."

I should probably explain myself. My name is Cameron, and the feisty little girl I'm shoving into my pocket-

"Watch it!"

"Sorry!"

-Is Samantha. We met a while ago, when she almost fell off a kitchen counter while I was heading for a midnight snack. After a bit of smooth talk from me that involved not much smooth talk and more grabbing like a five year old, I convinced her to stay. We became pretty good friends over the week after that. It's now been three years we have been arguing like this. But, like, in a friendly way. Anyway, back to the story.

After I push Sam into my hoodie pocket, I finally open the double doors into the bar. And, let me say, the name is quite deceiving.

The inside is quite a boring sight. It is just your basic bar... If it had a budget. There were just a few tables and the actual bar, as well as a couple doors heading to who-knows-where. Not even your classic pool table or an arcade machine! Unsurprisingly for a bar in the woods, there's only one customer who seems overdressed. He's got what appears to be a tuxedo on. He's got jet black hair, combed down so much, it probably isn't a centimetre thick currently.

"Ah, welcome newcomer!" A voice surprises me. Suddenly, tuxedo man turns around and gets up before he begins to walk over to me. From the front, he looks even more like a business man with his dark brown eyes, sharp jaw, and a smirk that makes me worried for some odd reason.

Before I know it, he's directly in front of me. "Welcome to the best bar in the multiverse! My name is Zachariah, what's yours good sir?"

"Oh, my name's Cameron, pleasure to meet you." I added on the last bit to seem nice, but the guy kinda freaks me out. Either way, I offer my hand to shake.

"Well, Cameron, I'm sure you have some questions!" He says cheerfully while giving me a hefty handshake.

"Questions? About what?" This dude gets weirder by the second.

"Oh you haven't seen? Just look outside the window!"

This is peaking my interest. I step towards the window to look out and-

"What the hell?" It's like... space. I would have thought it was some kind of dark paper taped to the window from outside if it didn't have depth and stuff, as well as shimmers of lights coming from here and there.

"Oh, what is it?" Samantha whispers from my pocket.

"Shh!" I whisper back hastily. I don't what this Zachariah character to know about her-

"Ah, I see. Why don't you take her out, lad?" I feel my heart either stop or beating so fast, I can't feel it anymore.

"Eh, um, what?" I sputter out.

"Oh don't be so worried! Everyone here has some odd secret or another. Apparently yours is a borrower! Take her out, I want to meet her!"

"I, uh, okay then." I say nervously as I reach into my hood pocket and pull the girl out. I expect her to be scared but she just seems as curious as ever.