SO : there was a vegan health good store where her apartment used to be, the man who gave her the daddy issues she’d spent years in therapy for was no longer her father, and to top off all of this, GUSTAVE EIFFEL - a villain vanya had vivid memories of meeting a very final end about twenty years ago - was terrorizing new york city. great.
they were only a month into a brand new timeline that had already thrown so many spanners into the works, on top of all of the things that the original flavor hargreeves had already been dealing with. ALREADY, PREDICTABLY : THINGS WERE GOING DOWNHILL. when vanya emerged, glumly, from her favorite antique store on sixth ( unchanged on the outside, but manned not by the familiar grey haired wendy she had come to know and love but instead the burly RUSTY who introduced himself in pleasant, dulcet tones on her entry ), the last thing she expected to find, and frankly, hoped to see, was the opposite tv stores window showing an URGENT NEWS REPORT. the rolling footage of the eiffel tower, now relocated to the center of times square, had many a person stopped stock still and slack jawed on the side walk. for VANYA, however, it was the cherry atop a rather unappealing sundae.
kind of like the one she imagined the vegan store that had replaced her humble home would serve.
“OH, COME ON-” her loud exclamation catches the attention of a few of the people nearest to her ( and startles a doltish pigeon that had been otherwise minding his business ). everyone reached the limit of ‘bullshit they could handle in the third new timeline created by their wacky family’ eventually though, right? she’d always thought diego went a bit too far all those years ago, but... “not one person thought that the zombie-robot might be better off DEAD in this timeline?”
