everything is probably fine

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[WILHELM stares at them.]

okay then.

[WILHELM stares, slowly setting FUNKYDOG down on the nearest comfortable piece of furniture before sharply inhaling.]

"im not— yeah, no, im just not used to. humans? being able to do that?"

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[WILHELM stares at them.]

okay then.

[WILHELM stares, slowly setting FUNKYDOG down on the nearest comfortable piece of furniture before sharply inhaling.]

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[WILHELM stares at them.]

okay then.

[WILHELM stares, slowly setting FUNKYDOG down on the nearest comfortable piece of furniture before sharply inhaling.]

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[WILHELM stares at them.]

okay then.

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[WILHELM stares at them.]

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.

"jesus—"

[MIKE goes to change. FUNKYDOG is already asleep in COMET's arms]

"i..guess? looks like a wristband. ive seen a few interdimensional transportation devices that look like them, and all, but, uh..yknow."

[comet looks at it, then puts it on their wrist. it adjusts to the size of their wrist.]

"no shit— id be pissed off too! do you kids know how dangerous it is traveling the multiverse at your age? or fiddling with unknown technology? youre all so lucky you guys didnt end up in dimension 9#^7 or some other deadly shithole. not to mention one of you ate weed."

we only have the injuries we had before we left. that's to say, those two are completely unharmed.

"thats..okay, atleast. and you're...?"

[the three stooges. los tres amigos. these guys. they are back. at your front door.]

we robbed him and ended up here after i decided to press buttons!

"jesus fucking christ— come?? in??"

i'm already planning on examining the device. i'm keeping it for that.

how much we talking?

"hundred dollars. take it or leave it."

two hundred.

one hundred and seventy five.

[WILHELM hands MIKE a wad of cash and starts looking over the device]

we stole it from him.

i feel funny.

"oh fuck—"

wait, i know how to make them throw up. mike.

i will only have new clothes if they look the exact same as these ones.