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“Oh. Another person. Hello. How are you today. It’s been a while since… whatever. What do you need.”

“I’m fine though. Good. Uh, Steven, isn’t it?”

“Mm.. alright, also, indeed. As stated before, you look… familiar.”

“Cause that’s me. Hi. I’m William. Or Will. Will is probably easier for this situation. I’m— Pretty sure you know another version of me?”

“Ah. That is what my guess was. Nonetheless, are you alright? You have… many eyes. Not saying it’s bad! Just, interesting!”

“And in that regard? No. I am not okay in the slightest. I’ve— Been through hell and back, if I’m being honest. And the eyes are— Very difficult to explain.”

“Oh. Oh dear, if you’d like you can talk to me. I wouldn’t mind. Then again, not forced of course. I simply worry.”

“You just— You’re just offering that? You’ll let me tell you whatever?”

[woaw… his mood dropped so FAST. But hes okay dont worry]

“And— And it does, trust me. They do recognize me, they do know who I am, I just— I wish they saw themselves as humans like I do. They’re still themselves they just don’t believe they are and— It’s frustrating.”

[HE FORGOR about himself. But thats okay. Dadven is BACK.)

“I— Yeah, I do. I still— It’s fine. I’m still gripping onto my own fraying humanity. Worrying about the world ending at the ripe age of 17 and whatnot. Life has been fun.”

[woah… hes soft!! Hes being dadven…/silly)

He’s wiping at his— Several eyes. Mostly just his main pair though, shoving his glasses up. He’s receding into the bomber jacket he’s wearing.

“Yeah, uh— My own partner helps with that. It’s a bit difficult for me to be alone for— Reasons. Awful, horrible reasons. Though it’s hard to really talk with him about anything like this when he’s— When he’s so set on being inhuman. When he wants me to be the same.”

“We have powers or abilities as a result. I can— I can make me people tell me the truth, compell it out of them, know things just out of the blue, and project images into people’s minds if I so please. He is— Just radioactive. Quite literally. Where he’s been dealing with his abilities all his life and it’s been hammered into his brain that he’s nothing more than them, I’m the opposite. I know I’m more than that and I just got my own powers as of late. It’s— Weird.”

“I mean— You’d know if the me from this universe had a partner, right?”

“And, unfortunately? I don’t think so. Again, trying to prevent the world ending and all. And when he’s so adamant on things changing that’s a little difficult. I am glad I still have him though. Small mercies.”

“I want to know everything, but uh— Lets start simple. What do you remember of the William from this universe?”

“It’s been a while, yes, most of what I remember isn’t the best. Most of what I remember stems from regret you could say. He was a good kid, don’t get me wrong. Though half of what I remember is the mistakes I’ve made. But, that’s not the main question, is it? Now, He was a very nice kid! He had his struggles, but, I hope he knew me and Jake were always there for him. While, yes- I will admit I may have been overbearing- but it was in hopes of keeping him safe. I know that’s not much, but that's off the top of my head, truly.”

“That’s nice. I’m sure he was glad to have you. I know I used to have someone similar. Brother figure, but close enough. Are you alright with another? I know my questions can be— Forceful, sometimes.”

“That’s— I understand that. That’s how most of us are with the archives back in my universe. Stay away for too long and you get sick, get too close and your sense of self links with it. I don’t see how that happened with you, though.”

“Pretty sure I was practically immobile by the time he brought me back.”

“Sorry. It’s just— It’s not as simple as I make it sound. Trust me.”

“It can be, It sounds interesting, to me at least. I know I shouldn’t speak much on it but- it sounds… fun..-“

YIKES. Clearly struck a nerve. He glares at Steven, several eyes boring into him at once. Ten times the eye contact..

“If you are so sure, do you wish to try and run this place? I’ll gladly bring those two back. Surely, you’d have no problem.”

“I could deal with them easily. Wouldn’t take much more than a simple reminder on Dave’s end. He’s frail. Jack is similar. Get him caught between his decisions and he’ll be paralyzed.”

“Plus, his brother and sister is a soft spot for Jack anyways. His brother died due to his own negligence so did his sister. Peter knows Jack as the man who killed their sister anyways.”

“I could show you what happened to them, if you’d like. Where exactly they went.”

“Ha. Yes yes. I do often see him. Dare he be at work? We still see each other everyday day. So that point you make doesn’t hit. As for the others? Who knows. They are their own people, why would I wish to have them not achieve their dreams, hm? Harry wasn’t a fan of the business after all while. Plus, they aren’t truly my dads, yes? Harry raised me, that was it. They are wherever, who cares?”

“Would you like to see them, Steven?”

BOOM. Hi Steven. Take images of all those aforementioned moments projected into your brain.

“Oh. I am aware. Not my fault. I didn’t want their help, yet? They never left me alone. I didn’t want Harry back. I told them I was fine, but, instead of actually worrying about themselves- they worried about me. It honestly annoyed me, let’s be real. As for the jacket, I don’t need it anymore. Take it. I have multiple suit jackets anyways. Loosing one doesn’t cause harm.”

“Oh, here, another fun angle, how about your kids, Steven? The ones after the first two. Key, Bubble, William— There were more, weren’t there? How many did you and Jake take care of? How many of them cared for you and saw you as a caretaker? And yet you fought with them all the time. You still do! You’re fighting with William right now, technically.”

[He’s muttering to himself. Numbers, each one relating to how he failed Abel. Apologizing after each one. ‘I’m sorry for feeling. It gets in the way of business.’ And ‘I’m sorry for letting my emotions take over. I shouldn’t have gotten close.’ Most importantly!! ‘You are right. Jake hated me. It was a joke.’]

“That’s better. Your will lasted longer than I expected. Ready to admit you’re done now? I’ve had my fill if you are.”

[HIII ITS A JAKKEEE]

“Convenient timing for you to be back, Jake. Do you recognize me too?”

“Before you say any shit. I know who you are. Just sayin’ that whatever the hell this is? Isn’t him. But, who am I to judge?”

Ough.. A few of his other eyes shut, losing their glow.

“..Hello.”

“Hi, Steven—”

[Anyways, he crossed his arms. UP GOES HIS WALLS AGAIN.]

“I— That wasn’t me. Not entirely. I told you I was on my way to becoming a monster and there’s your first peek at it. God, I’m so, so sorry, I didn’t want to do any of that.”

“Tch. Don’t be a fuckin dick.”

He holds out his arms like he’s preparing to be berated back at the very least. He’ll be fine..

“I’m— Steven, I’m not one of your kids. You hardly know me. Sure, I’m technically William, but I’m not— Not the one you know.”

“Right. But, I just— Don’t forgive me that quick, alright? That’s all I ask of you. If you are bound to see me as— As your son, then at least hold a tad bit of a grudge.”

[You can’t see it. But you can TELL that hurt for him to say.]

“They’re fine. Bruce requested to be decommissioned, much to Harry’s and— Everyone else’s unfortunate surprise.”

“Anyways. It’s sweet seeing them alive. I can send Jake over to say hi.”

“Mm. Saw that response coming on from a mile away. They— Okay, well— Yeah, nevermind, do whatever! See them, don’t see them, makes no real difference in my life.”

He held his hands up in surrender. HE’S SILLY AGAIN

“…Not really but- I can- I cant keep making excuses. So, yeah.”

[HE SOUNDS LIKE HES ABOUT TO CRY..]

“Well, Jake is here. I’m here. Moon and Harry are likely out there waiting for you. It’s— Never too late to start again, right?”

“..Yeah. He- he said it. But. It doesn’t feel right.”

“That’s probably why it doesn’t feel right. Again, I’m not actually William William.”

“…Plus. Jake explained it to me.”

“Right—”

“Oh. Another person. Hello. How are you today. It’s been a while since… whatever. What do you need.”

“I’m fine though. Good. Uh, Steven, isn’t it?”

“Mm.. alright, also, indeed. As stated before, you look… familiar.”

“Cause that’s me. Hi. I’m William. Or Will. Will is probably easier for this situation. I’m— Pretty sure you know another version of me?”

“Ah. That is what my guess was. Nonetheless, are you alright? You have… many eyes. Not saying it’s bad! Just, interesting!”

“And in that regard? No. I am not okay in the slightest. I’ve— Been through hell and back, if I’m being honest. And the eyes are— Very difficult to explain.”

“Oh. Oh dear, if you’d like you can talk to me. I wouldn’t mind. Then again, not forced of course. I simply worry.”

“You just— You’re just offering that? You’ll let me tell you whatever?”

[woaw… his mood dropped so FAST. But hes okay dont worry]

“And— And it does, trust me. They do recognize me, they do know who I am, I just— I wish they saw themselves as humans like I do. They’re still themselves they just don’t believe they are and— It’s frustrating.”

[HE FORGOR about himself. But thats okay. Dadven is BACK.)

“I— Yeah, I do. I still— It’s fine. I’m still gripping onto my own fraying humanity. Worrying about the world ending at the ripe age of 17 and whatnot. Life has been fun.”

[woah… hes soft!! Hes being dadven…/silly)

He’s wiping at his— Several eyes. Mostly just his main pair though, shoving his glasses up. He’s receding into the bomber jacket he’s wearing.

“Yeah, uh— My own partner helps with that. It’s a bit difficult for me to be alone for— Reasons. Awful, horrible reasons. Though it’s hard to really talk with him about anything like this when he’s— When he’s so set on being inhuman. When he wants me to be the same.”

“We have powers or abilities as a result. I can— I can make me people tell me the truth, compell it out of them, know things just out of the blue, and project images into people’s minds if I so please. He is— Just radioactive. Quite literally. Where he’s been dealing with his abilities all his life and it’s been hammered into his brain that he’s nothing more than them, I’m the opposite. I know I’m more than that and I just got my own powers as of late. It’s— Weird.”

“I mean— You’d know if the me from this universe had a partner, right?”

“And, unfortunately? I don’t think so. Again, trying to prevent the world ending and all. And when he’s so adamant on things changing that’s a little difficult. I am glad I still have him though. Small mercies.”

“I want to know everything, but uh— Lets start simple. What do you remember of the William from this universe?”

“It’s been a while, yes, most of what I remember isn’t the best. Most of what I remember stems from regret you could say. He was a good kid, don’t get me wrong. Though half of what I remember is the mistakes I’ve made. But, that’s not the main question, is it? Now, He was a very nice kid! He had his struggles, but, I hope he knew me and Jake were always there for him. While, yes- I will admit I may have been overbearing- but it was in hopes of keeping him safe. I know that’s not much, but that's off the top of my head, truly.”

“That’s nice. I’m sure he was glad to have you. I know I used to have someone similar. Brother figure, but close enough. Are you alright with another? I know my questions can be— Forceful, sometimes.”

“That’s— I understand that. That’s how most of us are with the archives back in my universe. Stay away for too long and you get sick, get too close and your sense of self links with it. I don’t see how that happened with you, though.”

“Pretty sure I was practically immobile by the time he brought me back.”

“Sorry. It’s just— It’s not as simple as I make it sound. Trust me.”

“It can be, It sounds interesting, to me at least. I know I shouldn’t speak much on it but- it sounds… fun..-“

YIKES. Clearly struck a nerve. He glares at Steven, several eyes boring into him at once. Ten times the eye contact..

“If you are so sure, do you wish to try and run this place? I’ll gladly bring those two back. Surely, you’d have no problem.”

“I could deal with them easily. Wouldn’t take much more than a simple reminder on Dave’s end. He’s frail. Jack is similar. Get him caught between his decisions and he’ll be paralyzed.”

“Plus, his brother and sister is a soft spot for Jack anyways. His brother died due to his own negligence so did his sister. Peter knows Jack as the man who killed their sister anyways.”

“I could show you what happened to them, if you’d like. Where exactly they went.”

“Ha. Yes yes. I do often see him. Dare he be at work? We still see each other everyday day. So that point you make doesn’t hit. As for the others? Who knows. They are their own people, why would I wish to have them not achieve their dreams, hm? Harry wasn’t a fan of the business after all while. Plus, they aren’t truly my dads, yes? Harry raised me, that was it. They are wherever, who cares?”

“Would you like to see them, Steven?”

BOOM. Hi Steven. Take images of all those aforementioned moments projected into your brain.

“Oh. I am aware. Not my fault. I didn’t want their help, yet? They never left me alone. I didn’t want Harry back. I told them I was fine, but, instead of actually worrying about themselves- they worried about me. It honestly annoyed me, let’s be real. As for the jacket, I don’t need it anymore. Take it. I have multiple suit jackets anyways. Loosing one doesn’t cause harm.”

“Oh, here, another fun angle, how about your kids, Steven? The ones after the first two. Key, Bubble, William— There were more, weren’t there? How many did you and Jake take care of? How many of them cared for you and saw you as a caretaker? And yet you fought with them all the time. You still do! You’re fighting with William right now, technically.”

[He’s muttering to himself. Numbers, each one relating to how he failed Abel. Apologizing after each one. ‘I’m sorry for feeling. It gets in the way of business.’ And ‘I’m sorry for letting my emotions take over. I shouldn’t have gotten close.’ Most importantly!! ‘You are right. Jake hated me. It was a joke.’]

“That’s better. Your will lasted longer than I expected. Ready to admit you’re done now? I’ve had my fill if you are.”

[HIII ITS A JAKKEEE]

“Convenient timing for you to be back, Jake. Do you recognize me too?”

“Before you say any shit. I know who you are. Just sayin’ that whatever the hell this is? Isn’t him. But, who am I to judge?”

Ough.. A few of his other eyes shut, losing their glow.

“..Hello.”

“Hi, Steven—”

[Anyways, he crossed his arms. UP GOES HIS WALLS AGAIN.]

“I— That wasn’t me. Not entirely. I told you I was on my way to becoming a monster and there’s your first peek at it. God, I’m so, so sorry, I didn’t want to do any of that.”

“Tch. Don’t be a fuckin dick.”

He holds out his arms like he’s preparing to be berated back at the very least. He’ll be fine..

“I’m— Steven, I’m not one of your kids. You hardly know me. Sure, I’m technically William, but I’m not— Not the one you know.”

“Right. But, I just— Don’t forgive me that quick, alright? That’s all I ask of you. If you are bound to see me as— As your son, then at least hold a tad bit of a grudge.”

[You can’t see it. But you can TELL that hurt for him to say.]

“They’re fine. Bruce requested to be decommissioned, much to Harry’s and— Everyone else’s unfortunate surprise.”

“Anyways. It’s sweet seeing them alive. I can send Jake over to say hi.”

“Mm. Saw that response coming on from a mile away. They— Okay, well— Yeah, nevermind, do whatever! See them, don’t see them, makes no real difference in my life.”

He held his hands up in surrender. HE’S SILLY AGAIN

“…Not really but- I can- I cant keep making excuses. So, yeah.”

[HE SOUNDS LIKE HES ABOUT TO CRY..]

“Well, Jake is here. I’m here. Moon and Harry are likely out there waiting for you. It’s— Never too late to start again, right?”

“..Yeah. He- he said it. But. It doesn’t feel right.”

“That’s probably why it doesn’t feel right. Again, I’m not actually William William.”

“…Plus. Jake explained it to me.”

“Oh. Another person. Hello. How are you today. It’s been a while since… whatever. What do you need.”

“I’m fine though. Good. Uh, Steven, isn’t it?”

“Mm.. alright, also, indeed. As stated before, you look… familiar.”

“Cause that’s me. Hi. I’m William. Or Will. Will is probably easier for this situation. I’m— Pretty sure you know another version of me?”

“Ah. That is what my guess was. Nonetheless, are you alright? You have… many eyes. Not saying it’s bad! Just, interesting!”

“And in that regard? No. I am not okay in the slightest. I’ve— Been through hell and back, if I’m being honest. And the eyes are— Very difficult to explain.”

“Oh. Oh dear, if you’d like you can talk to me. I wouldn’t mind. Then again, not forced of course. I simply worry.”

“You just— You’re just offering that? You’ll let me tell you whatever?”

[woaw… his mood dropped so FAST. But hes okay dont worry]

“And— And it does, trust me. They do recognize me, they do know who I am, I just— I wish they saw themselves as humans like I do. They’re still themselves they just don’t believe they are and— It’s frustrating.”

[HE FORGOR about himself. But thats okay. Dadven is BACK.)

“I— Yeah, I do. I still— It’s fine. I’m still gripping onto my own fraying humanity. Worrying about the world ending at the ripe age of 17 and whatnot. Life has been fun.”

[woah… hes soft!! Hes being dadven…/silly)

He’s wiping at his— Several eyes. Mostly just his main pair though, shoving his glasses up. He’s receding into the bomber jacket he’s wearing.

“Yeah, uh— My own partner helps with that. It’s a bit difficult for me to be alone for— Reasons. Awful, horrible reasons. Though it’s hard to really talk with him about anything like this when he’s— When he’s so set on being inhuman. When he wants me to be the same.”

“We have powers or abilities as a result. I can— I can make me people tell me the truth, compell it out of them, know things just out of the blue, and project images into people’s minds if I so please. He is— Just radioactive. Quite literally. Where he’s been dealing with his abilities all his life and it’s been hammered into his brain that he’s nothing more than them, I’m the opposite. I know I’m more than that and I just got my own powers as of late. It’s— Weird.”

“I mean— You’d know if the me from this universe had a partner, right?”

“And, unfortunately? I don’t think so. Again, trying to prevent the world ending and all. And when he’s so adamant on things changing that’s a little difficult. I am glad I still have him though. Small mercies.”

“I want to know everything, but uh— Lets start simple. What do you remember of the William from this universe?”

“It’s been a while, yes, most of what I remember isn’t the best. Most of what I remember stems from regret you could say. He was a good kid, don’t get me wrong. Though half of what I remember is the mistakes I’ve made. But, that’s not the main question, is it? Now, He was a very nice kid! He had his struggles, but, I hope he knew me and Jake were always there for him. While, yes- I will admit I may have been overbearing- but it was in hopes of keeping him safe. I know that’s not much, but that's off the top of my head, truly.”

“That’s nice. I’m sure he was glad to have you. I know I used to have someone similar. Brother figure, but close enough. Are you alright with another? I know my questions can be— Forceful, sometimes.”

“That’s— I understand that. That’s how most of us are with the archives back in my universe. Stay away for too long and you get sick, get too close and your sense of self links with it. I don’t see how that happened with you, though.”

“Pretty sure I was practically immobile by the time he brought me back.”

“Sorry. It’s just— It’s not as simple as I make it sound. Trust me.”

“It can be, It sounds interesting, to me at least. I know I shouldn’t speak much on it but- it sounds… fun..-“

YIKES. Clearly struck a nerve. He glares at Steven, several eyes boring into him at once. Ten times the eye contact..

“If you are so sure, do you wish to try and run this place? I’ll gladly bring those two back. Surely, you’d have no problem.”

“I could deal with them easily. Wouldn’t take much more than a simple reminder on Dave’s end. He’s frail. Jack is similar. Get him caught between his decisions and he’ll be paralyzed.”

“Plus, his brother and sister is a soft spot for Jack anyways. His brother died due to his own negligence so did his sister. Peter knows Jack as the man who killed their sister anyways.”

“I could show you what happened to them, if you’d like. Where exactly they went.”

“Ha. Yes yes. I do often see him. Dare he be at work? We still see each other everyday day. So that point you make doesn’t hit. As for the others? Who knows. They are their own people, why would I wish to have them not achieve their dreams, hm? Harry wasn’t a fan of the business after all while. Plus, they aren’t truly my dads, yes? Harry raised me, that was it. They are wherever, who cares?”

“Would you like to see them, Steven?”

BOOM. Hi Steven. Take images of all those aforementioned moments projected into your brain.

“Oh. I am aware. Not my fault. I didn’t want their help, yet? They never left me alone. I didn’t want Harry back. I told them I was fine, but, instead of actually worrying about themselves- they worried about me. It honestly annoyed me, let’s be real. As for the jacket, I don’t need it anymore. Take it. I have multiple suit jackets anyways. Loosing one doesn’t cause harm.”

“Oh, here, another fun angle, how about your kids, Steven? The ones after the first two. Key, Bubble, William— There were more, weren’t there? How many did you and Jake take care of? How many of them cared for you and saw you as a caretaker? And yet you fought with them all the time. You still do! You’re fighting with William right now, technically.”

[He’s muttering to himself. Numbers, each one relating to how he failed Abel. Apologizing after each one. ‘I’m sorry for feeling. It gets in the way of business.’ And ‘I’m sorry for letting my emotions take over. I shouldn’t have gotten close.’ Most importantly!! ‘You are right. Jake hated me. It was a joke.’]

“That’s better. Your will lasted longer than I expected. Ready to admit you’re done now? I’ve had my fill if you are.”

[HIII ITS A JAKKEEE]

“Convenient timing for you to be back, Jake. Do you recognize me too?”

“Before you say any shit. I know who you are. Just sayin’ that whatever the hell this is? Isn’t him. But, who am I to judge?”

Ough.. A few of his other eyes shut, losing their glow.

“..Hello.”

“Hi, Steven—”

[Anyways, he crossed his arms. UP GOES HIS WALLS AGAIN.]

“I— That wasn’t me. Not entirely. I told you I was on my way to becoming a monster and there’s your first peek at it. God, I’m so, so sorry, I didn’t want to do any of that.”

“Tch. Don’t be a fuckin dick.”

He holds out his arms like he’s preparing to be berated back at the very least. He’ll be fine..

“I’m— Steven, I’m not one of your kids. You hardly know me. Sure, I’m technically William, but I’m not— Not the one you know.”

“Right. But, I just— Don’t forgive me that quick, alright? That’s all I ask of you. If you are bound to see me as— As your son, then at least hold a tad bit of a grudge.”

[You can’t see it. But you can TELL that hurt for him to say.]

“They’re fine. Bruce requested to be decommissioned, much to Harry’s and— Everyone else’s unfortunate surprise.”

“Anyways. It’s sweet seeing them alive. I can send Jake over to say hi.”

“Mm. Saw that response coming on from a mile away. They— Okay, well— Yeah, nevermind, do whatever! See them, don’t see them, makes no real difference in my life.”

He held his hands up in surrender. HE’S SILLY AGAIN

“…Not really but- I can- I cant keep making excuses. So, yeah.”

[HE SOUNDS LIKE HES ABOUT TO CRY..]

“Well, Jake is here. I’m here. Moon and Harry are likely out there waiting for you. It’s— Never too late to start again, right?”

“..Yeah. He- he said it. But. It doesn’t feel right.”

“Oh. Another person. Hello. How are you today. It’s been a while since… whatever. What do you need.”

“I’m fine though. Good. Uh, Steven, isn’t it?”

“Mm.. alright, also, indeed. As stated before, you look… familiar.”

“Cause that’s me. Hi. I’m William. Or Will. Will is probably easier for this situation. I’m— Pretty sure you know another version of me?”

“Ah. That is what my guess was. Nonetheless, are you alright? You have… many eyes. Not saying it’s bad! Just, interesting!”

“And in that regard? No. I am not okay in the slightest. I’ve— Been through hell and back, if I’m being honest. And the eyes are— Very difficult to explain.”

“Oh. Oh dear, if you’d like you can talk to me. I wouldn’t mind. Then again, not forced of course. I simply worry.”

“You just— You’re just offering that? You’ll let me tell you whatever?”

[woaw… his mood dropped so FAST. But hes okay dont worry]

“And— And it does, trust me. They do recognize me, they do know who I am, I just— I wish they saw themselves as humans like I do. They’re still themselves they just don’t believe they are and— It’s frustrating.”

[HE FORGOR about himself. But thats okay. Dadven is BACK.)

“I— Yeah, I do. I still— It’s fine. I’m still gripping onto my own fraying humanity. Worrying about the world ending at the ripe age of 17 and whatnot. Life has been fun.”

[woah… hes soft!! Hes being dadven…/silly)

He’s wiping at his— Several eyes. Mostly just his main pair though, shoving his glasses up. He’s receding into the bomber jacket he’s wearing.

“Yeah, uh— My own partner helps with that. It’s a bit difficult for me to be alone for— Reasons. Awful, horrible reasons. Though it’s hard to really talk with him about anything like this when he’s— When he’s so set on being inhuman. When he wants me to be the same.”

“We have powers or abilities as a result. I can— I can make me people tell me the truth, compell it out of them, know things just out of the blue, and project images into people’s minds if I so please. He is— Just radioactive. Quite literally. Where he’s been dealing with his abilities all his life and it’s been hammered into his brain that he’s nothing more than them, I’m the opposite. I know I’m more than that and I just got my own powers as of late. It’s— Weird.”

“I mean— You’d know if the me from this universe had a partner, right?”

“And, unfortunately? I don’t think so. Again, trying to prevent the world ending and all. And when he’s so adamant on things changing that’s a little difficult. I am glad I still have him though. Small mercies.”

“I want to know everything, but uh— Lets start simple. What do you remember of the William from this universe?”

“It’s been a while, yes, most of what I remember isn’t the best. Most of what I remember stems from regret you could say. He was a good kid, don’t get me wrong. Though half of what I remember is the mistakes I’ve made. But, that’s not the main question, is it? Now, He was a very nice kid! He had his struggles, but, I hope he knew me and Jake were always there for him. While, yes- I will admit I may have been overbearing- but it was in hopes of keeping him safe. I know that’s not much, but that's off the top of my head, truly.”

“That’s nice. I’m sure he was glad to have you. I know I used to have someone similar. Brother figure, but close enough. Are you alright with another? I know my questions can be— Forceful, sometimes.”

“That’s— I understand that. That’s how most of us are with the archives back in my universe. Stay away for too long and you get sick, get too close and your sense of self links with it. I don’t see how that happened with you, though.”

“Pretty sure I was practically immobile by the time he brought me back.”

“Sorry. It’s just— It’s not as simple as I make it sound. Trust me.”

“It can be, It sounds interesting, to me at least. I know I shouldn’t speak much on it but- it sounds… fun..-“

YIKES. Clearly struck a nerve. He glares at Steven, several eyes boring into him at once. Ten times the eye contact..

“If you are so sure, do you wish to try and run this place? I’ll gladly bring those two back. Surely, you’d have no problem.”

“I could deal with them easily. Wouldn’t take much more than a simple reminder on Dave’s end. He’s frail. Jack is similar. Get him caught between his decisions and he’ll be paralyzed.”

“Plus, his brother and sister is a soft spot for Jack anyways. His brother died due to his own negligence so did his sister. Peter knows Jack as the man who killed their sister anyways.”

“I could show you what happened to them, if you’d like. Where exactly they went.”

“Ha. Yes yes. I do often see him. Dare he be at work? We still see each other everyday day. So that point you make doesn’t hit. As for the others? Who knows. They are their own people, why would I wish to have them not achieve their dreams, hm? Harry wasn’t a fan of the business after all while. Plus, they aren’t truly my dads, yes? Harry raised me, that was it. They are wherever, who cares?”

“Would you like to see them, Steven?”

BOOM. Hi Steven. Take images of all those aforementioned moments projected into your brain.

“Oh. I am aware. Not my fault. I didn’t want their help, yet? They never left me alone. I didn’t want Harry back. I told them I was fine, but, instead of actually worrying about themselves- they worried about me. It honestly annoyed me, let’s be real. As for the jacket, I don’t need it anymore. Take it. I have multiple suit jackets anyways. Loosing one doesn’t cause harm.”

“Oh, here, another fun angle, how about your kids, Steven? The ones after the first two. Key, Bubble, William— There were more, weren’t there? How many did you and Jake take care of? How many of them cared for you and saw you as a caretaker? And yet you fought with them all the time. You still do! You’re fighting with William right now, technically.”

[He’s muttering to himself. Numbers, each one relating to how he failed Abel. Apologizing after each one. ‘I’m sorry for feeling. It gets in the way of business.’ And ‘I’m sorry for letting my emotions take over. I shouldn’t have gotten close.’ Most importantly!! ‘You are right. Jake hated me. It was a joke.’]

“That’s better. Your will lasted longer than I expected. Ready to admit you’re done now? I’ve had my fill if you are.”

[HIII ITS A JAKKEEE]

“Convenient timing for you to be back, Jake. Do you recognize me too?”

“Before you say any shit. I know who you are. Just sayin’ that whatever the hell this is? Isn’t him. But, who am I to judge?”

Ough.. A few of his other eyes shut, losing their glow.

“..Hello.”

“Hi, Steven—”

[Anyways, he crossed his arms. UP GOES HIS WALLS AGAIN.]

“I— That wasn’t me. Not entirely. I told you I was on my way to becoming a monster and there’s your first peek at it. God, I’m so, so sorry, I didn’t want to do any of that.”

“Tch. Don’t be a fuckin dick.”

He holds out his arms like he’s preparing to be berated back at the very least. He’ll be fine..

“I’m— Steven, I’m not one of your kids. You hardly know me. Sure, I’m technically William, but I’m not— Not the one you know.”

“Right. But, I just— Don’t forgive me that quick, alright? That’s all I ask of you. If you are bound to see me as— As your son, then at least hold a tad bit of a grudge.”

[You can’t see it. But you can TELL that hurt for him to say.]

“They’re fine. Bruce requested to be decommissioned, much to Harry’s and— Everyone else’s unfortunate surprise.”

“Anyways. It’s sweet seeing them alive. I can send Jake over to say hi.”

“Mm. Saw that response coming on from a mile away. They— Okay, well— Yeah, nevermind, do whatever! See them, don’t see them, makes no real difference in my life.”

He held his hands up in surrender. HE’S SILLY AGAIN

“…Not really but- I can- I cant keep making excuses. So, yeah.”

[HE SOUNDS LIKE HES ABOUT TO CRY..]

“Oh. Another person. Hello. How are you today. It’s been a while since… whatever. What do you need.”

“I’m fine though. Good. Uh, Steven, isn’t it?”

“Mm.. alright, also, indeed. As stated before, you look… familiar.”

“Cause that’s me. Hi. I’m William. Or Will. Will is probably easier for this situation. I’m— Pretty sure you know another version of me?”

“Ah. That is what my guess was. Nonetheless, are you alright? You have… many eyes. Not saying it’s bad! Just, interesting!”

“And in that regard? No. I am not okay in the slightest. I’ve— Been through hell and back, if I’m being honest. And the eyes are— Very difficult to explain.”

“Oh. Oh dear, if you’d like you can talk to me. I wouldn’t mind. Then again, not forced of course. I simply worry.”

“You just— You’re just offering that? You’ll let me tell you whatever?”

[woaw… his mood dropped so FAST. But hes okay dont worry]

“And— And it does, trust me. They do recognize me, they do know who I am, I just— I wish they saw themselves as humans like I do. They’re still themselves they just don’t believe they are and— It’s frustrating.”

[HE FORGOR about himself. But thats okay. Dadven is BACK.)

“I— Yeah, I do. I still— It’s fine. I’m still gripping onto my own fraying humanity. Worrying about the world ending at the ripe age of 17 and whatnot. Life has been fun.”

[woah… hes soft!! Hes being dadven…/silly)

He’s wiping at his— Several eyes. Mostly just his main pair though, shoving his glasses up. He’s receding into the bomber jacket he’s wearing.

“Yeah, uh— My own partner helps with that. It’s a bit difficult for me to be alone for— Reasons. Awful, horrible reasons. Though it’s hard to really talk with him about anything like this when he’s— When he’s so set on being inhuman. When he wants me to be the same.”

“We have powers or abilities as a result. I can— I can make me people tell me the truth, compell it out of them, know things just out of the blue, and project images into people’s minds if I so please. He is— Just radioactive. Quite literally. Where he’s been dealing with his abilities all his life and it’s been hammered into his brain that he’s nothing more than them, I’m the opposite. I know I’m more than that and I just got my own powers as of late. It’s— Weird.”

“I mean— You’d know if the me from this universe had a partner, right?”

“And, unfortunately? I don’t think so. Again, trying to prevent the world ending and all. And when he’s so adamant on things changing that’s a little difficult. I am glad I still have him though. Small mercies.”

“I want to know everything, but uh— Lets start simple. What do you remember of the William from this universe?”

“It’s been a while, yes, most of what I remember isn’t the best. Most of what I remember stems from regret you could say. He was a good kid, don’t get me wrong. Though half of what I remember is the mistakes I’ve made. But, that’s not the main question, is it? Now, He was a very nice kid! He had his struggles, but, I hope he knew me and Jake were always there for him. While, yes- I will admit I may have been overbearing- but it was in hopes of keeping him safe. I know that’s not much, but that's off the top of my head, truly.”

“That’s nice. I’m sure he was glad to have you. I know I used to have someone similar. Brother figure, but close enough. Are you alright with another? I know my questions can be— Forceful, sometimes.”

“That’s— I understand that. That’s how most of us are with the archives back in my universe. Stay away for too long and you get sick, get too close and your sense of self links with it. I don’t see how that happened with you, though.”

“Pretty sure I was practically immobile by the time he brought me back.”

“Sorry. It’s just— It’s not as simple as I make it sound. Trust me.”

“It can be, It sounds interesting, to me at least. I know I shouldn’t speak much on it but- it sounds… fun..-“

YIKES. Clearly struck a nerve. He glares at Steven, several eyes boring into him at once. Ten times the eye contact..

“If you are so sure, do you wish to try and run this place? I’ll gladly bring those two back. Surely, you’d have no problem.”

“I could deal with them easily. Wouldn’t take much more than a simple reminder on Dave’s end. He’s frail. Jack is similar. Get him caught between his decisions and he’ll be paralyzed.”

“Plus, his brother and sister is a soft spot for Jack anyways. His brother died due to his own negligence so did his sister. Peter knows Jack as the man who killed their sister anyways.”

“I could show you what happened to them, if you’d like. Where exactly they went.”