"Do you remember the soup Ma used to make after the first winter snow? I remember I used to hate it as a kid, but I miss it now. Some borscht would be perfect in weather like this."
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"Do you remember the soup Ma used to make after the first winter snow? I remember I used to hate it as a kid, but I miss it now. Some borscht would be perfect in weather like this."
Hey, I was thinking more about our reverse portal guys becoming fri- I mean allies. They're definitely just allies. Anyway, I can specifically picture my Stan sharing his life story on like. The third time they run into eachother, because he's always curious what git the other Stans he sees out there in the first place.
Also, think about Jan and Lefty chatting in rapid-fire morse code.
That is all, thank you for your time
Yes!! They would absolutely be buddies I mean....allies. I hope you don't mind the small snippet I wrote, I hope I captured the spirit of Lefty well enough, it's a hard little guy to write!
"So…" Stan drawled, "what brought you, y'know, out here?" He gestures widely to the space around them.
Mr. Mystery studies him, the first time they met had just been by sheer dumb luck, the second was a coincidence and now….
Now he was two games into a card game that they were both clearly cheating because they had come up as draws. Which, how one gets to a draw in uno is beyond him, but here they were. Playing the longest game of uno, and both somehow losing (to each other).
"Probably the same as you….uno."
"Draw four, and uh…." he tried not to be too overt in consulting with Lefty on their best most winning-est options, but Lefty was unfortunately too busy enjoying a conversation with Jan, "Green?"
"Motherfucker," Mr. Mystery said under his breath as he drew his cards.
"It might be the same, but c'mon don't you want it off'a your chest? You don't want to spin me a yarn? Yap about the grandiose schemes you've pulled? C'mon don't be a Sixer, I know you wanna say somethin'."
Mr. Mystery would be offended but he can't pretend like Sixer wouldn't be sitting across from his own counterpart all stone cold and stoic.
"I fought Bill, he was possessing Ford, wanted to kill me I think. Had to get Ford to wake up and that's when I fell."
Stan looks at Mr. Mystery, "How'd you get Ford to wake up? Clonk him good upside the head?"
Mr. Mystery laughs, "No, but if I had he would'a deserved it. Nah, I just…said his name."
To Stan, his compatriot is wearing the most shit eating smirk, meaning there's clearly something deeper to what he said. Stan doesn't press it though, he just calmly remarks, "Uno."
"Tell me what color you have and I'll tell you how I met a counterpart of the El Diablo."
"The El Diablo?"
"The one and the same."
"Fuck that's too good t' pass up. Yellow."
Mr. Mystery lays down a wild card, "Blue, alright so there I was wandering this metal wasteland…."
Is he being honest? Lefty asks in rapid morse code.
I haven't met that version El Diablo, that was before he met me. But there is a sketch, I keep his sketch book. Go through it sometimes when bored. Good drawings. Some curious. Jan replies.
Fascinating. So you can not only store things, but you can go through them? Use them without them being in the outside world?
Yes. My pocket dimension my space to use as I see fit. they are all there, I take care of them
Like a dragon and their hoard!
Dragons wish they had hoard like me, if Jan could he'd be visibly puffing with pride. His collection was a thing of beauty.
And how do the memories exist in your hoard? Are they hoarded like a physical object?
That's a tad complicated to a non mimic but Jan is feeling particularly generous, memories sustain soul. The emotions….food. Nourishing mind, body, and soul. Strength.
And mine? Though I 'feel' differently that's not to say I feel absolutely nothing. would mine be nourishing for you?
Jan's teeth replace the zippers, Are you offering?
Let's call it a morbid curiosity
"Jan!"
"Lefty!" Similar sharp voices call out.
"What have I said about gettin' offers to bite people?"
"What have I said about offerin' yerself up to get bitten?"
"I was simply curious," said Lefty.
I was hungry
"Yer always hungry Jan," Mr. Mystery grumbled.
and you're still loosing at a card game
"No I'm not!" Mr. Mystery said indignantly, "I got him on the ropes."
"No you don't, skip, skip, skip, draw 2, skip, aaaaand draw 4. Uno!" Stan smiled.
"Fuck!"
does portal stan get to go home please tell me he does aaaaaaa
He does :)
Whatever. Go my Stan
also I have a question about the lfbp au actually, now that I'm thinking about it. what do the Fords think of each other? like after the mysterious Phone Call... would Stan's original Ford be jealous of Other Ford for getting to hang out with him in the multiverse? would they hate each other? would they be weirded out by each other? would they have a group chat-
Well, they certainly don't get off to a great start.
"I can't help but wonder what you'd think of this place. No one would stare at you for your hands, anymore. But they'd still stare at you for being human. Would that be better or worse?"
lfbp Stan doing a back flip and eating it
Shhh. He's sleeping.