@jadedreplica liked for a starter!
Lance didn’t usually leave during open hours but there was a part they’d desperately needed for a rush repair, and only so much time before the place you could get said part closed for the day. He’d left in a hurry, offering Arthur a hug and a gentle ‘stay put’ before he left. As if he ever left. Sure that his Uncle had probably locked the door (he hadn’t) when he left Arthur felt ease as he roamed around the garage freely, working on other small things to pass the time.
Hearing the door open causes a brow to quirk curiously, Lance shouldn’t be back for some time now! Maybe something came up? Arthur turns with a curious expression to greet his uncle but is promptly met with someone who definitely wasn’t his uncle. He backed up fast, and ended up tripping over a box and tumbling backwards. Arms windmill hard but he has nothing to save himself, and ends up on the floor with a hard metallic thud. LED eyes close tight for a moment before looking back up slowly at who’s entered the shop. The color was off but the face... he could never forget it. Not in his entire life. No matter how many years have passed. “L...Lewis...?” He tries to cover himself, or at least his face, with his hands. He wasn’t supposed to be here, what happened to him?? He looked so different but so, so similar. “You’re not... y... uh. Y-You’re not supposed to... to be here...”
