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"What, that's all? We can send you back that far without even using your wish" Tset said, reaching into his suit and offering Tset another of his business cards. "Is there nothing else you want from all powerful creators of everything? Or are you one of those 'makes his own path' types?" the assistant asked cheekily.
Having finished his conversation with the Designer, Garrett headed back towards the group.
"...can't believe I've changed my wish at the last minute, to something like that...," he mumbled under his breath. "I really must be getting sentimental..."
Ben looked incredulous at Louie.
"Aww, c'mon, you stop school at 10 years old?! No fair!" he groaned. "Why can't my world be like that?" He thought for a moment. "I really don't care if other people have to go to school though," he admitted. "I just don't wanna have to go. Still though, I dunno..."
At this point, Ben turned his attention to Lt. Wells and Rachel, who were just now entering.
He had just realized that he knew next to nothing about either of their worlds. He just hadn't cared before, honestly. But he figured it was probably too late to ask right now.
"I mean, I guess it's not like we stop learning, but when we're 10 we get started on training with our pokemon. No more going to school and classes, we usually start traveling around to see pokemon outside of where we immediately live. For those of us serious about getting into pokemon battling like me, we start working on earning our gym badges" Louie explained.
"What you've told me about your world before, it seems as if everything revolves around pokemon. So is there anyone who doesn't get into pokemon battling?" Thomas asked.
"Yeah, everything pretty much is about pokemon, but not everybody battles. Most people get pokemon they like, and work on whatever their pokemon are good at. Like, guys with really strong pokemon get into building construction" Louie answered.
It was about then that Wells and Rachel reached the group. "Ben, glad to see you're still here" Wells said, then glanced at Thomas for a moment and gave the young wizard a nod of acknowledgement. "I heard you played a part in ending the crisis yesterday" the lieutenant continued as he returned his attention to Ben, "I wanted to thank you for that."
Hercules then saw two familiar figures approach the group. It was Lieutenant Wells and Rachel had arrived, Herc hadn't seen them in a while so wanting to be neighbourly, he greeted the both of them: "Lieutenant Wells, Rachel, good to see the both of you. Looks like you come out of the Evil Miss Tairee just fine."
Gon wasn't sure on how much he can push his luck when Tset replied.
"I'm not sure. Short of going back where I can be in a better position, I'd wager about pushing my luck to have a bring back weapon that I picked up during my adventures here."
"Indeed, we did" Wells responded to Hercules with a nod. "I've been trying not to, but I can't help but wonder what might've happened to us if the librarian's copy had actually won" the lieutenant added, with a grim frown.
"I am certain that our superiors would've eventually broken through and put an end to it. Then they likely would have rewound time here to before she made herself known; with all your memories altered it would be as if it never happened at all" Tester replied to Wells.
"Wait, then why haven't they done that? Why do we still know about this mistake?" Rachel asked.
"Because Writer feels an obligation to be open about his responsibility. However, had the evil doppelganger won her fight, you all could've been subjected to possibly an entire lifetime or more of suffering; Writer would definitely have undone that so as to save you all from that trauma" Tester explained in response.
"... And technically from our perspective, we don't know for certain that didn't happen" Wells thought out loud, folding his arms. "Since we wouldn't remember it, and we don't have any way of knowing that any proof you show us isn't fabricated" the lieutenant continued.
"On the contrary; I have the ability to do almost anything that could be conceived of, even if it should not be possible. So showing you proof that I am not lying without it possibly being fabricated, even though such an idea should be impossible on its face, is something I can do" Tester said, his synthetic voice almost giving off a cocky vibe.
"But couldn't you maybe just mess with my mind so that I believe what you show me?" Wells said in an intrigued tone, though it was again more thinking out loud than an actual question to Tester. "But very well, I'm willing to take that chance. Show me" the lieutenant decided with a confident nod.
"This is... Kinda making my head hurt. I think I'll just take the thing's word for it" Rachel muttered, and moved over to the couch as Tester floated over to Wells.
Meanwhile, Tset let out a laugh at Gon's response. "Buddy, that's still all things we can just do without using up your wish. Come on, isn't there anything about your life, yourself, or your universe you want changed at its core?" Tset asked, still looking at Gon with that friendly grin.
Ben sighed, slumping a little in his seat.
"Pokemon sound so awesome... too bad they don't exist in my world." He grinned, sitting up and clenching his fists. "When I come to visit your world, Louie, I'm gonna get some Pokemon of my own!"
His fervor was distracted when Lt. Wells approached him to address him. He smiled, nodding at the lieutenant.
"Yeah, I did," he told Wells, trying to sound more humble but at the same time not hiding his enthusiasm. "It's no problem! That's what a hero does. End crisis-es. Crisis'isiz. What's the word for more than one crisis? Whatever. Anytime," he finally said, with a wide smile.
He glanced over in the direction of the sleeping Miss Tairee. "Anyone know when she's gonna wake up?" he idly asked.
"Yeah, and I'll help you get some good ones!" Louie agreed in an enthusiastic tone at Ben's statement.
"The plural of crisis in your language is crises" Tester commented, one of his screens changing to show a spelling of the word, and a pronunciation guide and definition beneath that. "Sekreh Tairee is currently having a rest and a pleasant dream; that is Writer's gift to her after what happened yesterday. She will awaken in due time" the AI then explained.
"... A hero's job is to end crises, huh" lieutenant Wells thought out loud after seeing what Tester showed him. He sighed and then took a seat on one of the one person chairs. "We faced a lot of them in our time here, didn't we?... The militia was full of the bravest people I've ever met, to step up and fight in the circumstances we were put in; but we were never enough to protect everyone in the city, even I must admit" the military man continued, taking his helmet off and running a hand over his weary brow.
"I believed in the ideal that nobody here should've been treated any differently; that nobody should have received special treatment or an exemption from the consequences of their actions. It's a great irony then, that in my pride and refusal to compromise, I probably left the people here in even greater danger. I should've worked harder from the beginning to cooperate with everyone like you" lieutenant Wells continued at length, turning his head to look at Ben.
"I think he means 'sorry'" Rachel translated, before taking a bite of a piece of toast with some strawberry jam.
Ben raised an eyebrow as Lt. Wells gave his little speech.
"Uh... it's cool, Lt. Wells," he replied. "Really, it is." He sat back in his chair, looking rather surprised. Everyone who was being antagonistic to him was now being surprisingly nice. Thomas, Lt. Wells... it was weird to him, but nice. "We saved the day, all of us. And I was the one who was being a jerk. I was treating you like some kinda stick in the mud and you were just trying to protect everyone. Just like me..."
Wells looked at Ben until the boy finished, then the lieutenant smiled. It seemed both a sincere smile and a smile like Ben had just passed some kind of test. "Well Ben, I hope you remember that if you ever meet anyone like me back in your home." Wells glanced to the table for a moment, and picked up a burrito, eying it curiously. "Still, the people of your universe are lucky to have someone like you protecting them," Wells added. With that, he experimentally tried biting into the burrito, finding it to be a breakfast burrito with scrambled eggs, sausage, cheese, and bacon. He seemed pleasantly surprised with it.
"So uh, what are you guys planning on doing with your wishes?" Louie asked, to switch the topic of discussion.
"I was thinking of asking for godhood. You know, complete immortality, ability to change anything at the snap of my fingers. Simple stuff," Rachel answered with a cheeky grin, though it was clear she wasn't entirely joking. Wells turned and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "What? It's my wish, I can do what I want with it," she pointed out to defend herself. "Besides, I was going to use it to make my world better and stuff too, so, whatever."
Wells didn't really have anything to say in response to that, so he just turned his head back forward and slowly shook it a bit. "The only thing I really want is to take home indisputable proof of everything that occurred here. I want a record in at least one universe of the hardships everyone went through, and the sacrifices that were made," Wells explained.
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