“Well, only a few people notice when he actually changes reality. I can, Tropes can, Tales can, I’m pretty sure Chey can. I think they’ve been categorized as Tropers in the past, but whatever. Either way, I don’t know why a Troper would bring the Quo back, considering the Quo is specifically effecting Tropers’ lives.”
Huzzah"Uhhh, young lady?"
"Who are you calling 'young lady'?"
"You. To be honest, I, uhhh... I actually don't know who you are at all."
"Wait, what?!"
"Huh, strange, me neither."
"What's your name?"
"Ford, you know exactly who the smeg I am. My name is Chey! C-H-E-Y! You know, your girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend? I've never had one. And how do you know my name?"
"Ford, don't you remember anything at all? The night I met you in that discotheque? How we chatted until they were closing up? All those times we traveled together? That time in the cave in which you thought I died? When you arrived back at Tropesburg?"
"No, I can't recall any of those events."
"How about all that bullcrap we went through during the Great Troper Race? How I saved you from a robot jaguar? The golf tournement? How you got thrown against the wall pretty hard by Sunshine in Peru and I thought you were gonna die?"
"Uhhhh, no."
"What about the Songbird? The trip to Brighton? The Sweat Lodge? how Fussenpepper was defeated once and for all? Do you even remember the night we first kissed in that beachside resort?"
"I'm so sorry, uh, Chey, but I don't remember any of those."
"Wha-but... Robin, surely you remember something?"
"Uhhh, no. All I know is I need to go back to Los Angeles. My brothers and I are working on a new album. If I recall correctly, It's going to be called Life in a Tin Can. I had to leave the sessions because my wife Molly had our first baby a month early. It's a boy, by the way."
"Oh, congratulations."
"Thanks."
"WHAT?! Robin, you're not married and you don't have any kids! You're a clone of Robin Gibb, n-not the real one!"
"Clone?"
(Clone!Robin then laughs.)
"I'm not a clone. What makes you think that, uhhh... Shay? Chey?"
"Oh, my giddy aunt! I-It's worse than I thought..."
"I'm so sorry, Chey, but I don't really know who you are at all or even remember all of those events you mentioned, as crazy as they sound. I don't even think they ever happened... I have to go. Where are my clothes at?"
"Ford, they all happened! I swear to God, they have! Please... Don't leave, I love you with every single inch of my two hearts! I can't really imagine my life without you!"
"I'm sorry..."
(Ford then goes back into the complex.)
"FORD PREFECT, COME BACK HERE! FORD! FORD!!"
(Chey breaks down bawling hysterically.)
"OH, GOD, PLAYING! NOT YOU TOO!"
(Chey then cries as hard as humanly possible. Clone!Robin then goes over to Chey and hugs her.)
"...W-why are you doing that for?"
"Even if I don't know a lot about you, I couldn't really bear seeing you cry... Are you okay?"
"No. I don't think I'll ever be okay...."
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Oct 28th 2018 at 5:55:57 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you....""Oh, no... Now Playing's memory is being smegged with. ALRIGHT, STATUS QUO, YOU SMEGHEAD! GET YOUR SMEGGING BEHIND DOWN HERE RIGHT SMEGGING NOW, YOU GIMBOID!"
(Meanwhile back in the apartment, Ford is in Chey's room and has changed out of the Fourth Doctor costume and back into his regular clothes.)
"Ah. That scarf was a bit too long anyway... Hello, what's this?"
(Ford then finds a framed picture of Chey on the dresser.)
"Huh. She does look very nice. Now to put this ridiculous outfit in the drawer..."
(Ford then opens the drawer only to find a box saying "Ford".)
"Eh?"
(Ford takes the box out and opens it. It was filled with pictures of him and Chey together. He looks through them.)
"That's odd... Ah, well."
(Ford puts the box back in the drawer and puts the costume in there as well. He then goes over to the bed.)
"Belgium, this has been a rough day... What's this?"
(Ford then spots a 45 RPM record on the nightstand. It was a record of "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me" by Dusty Springfield. He takes the record out of it's sleeve and a picture falls out of it. He picks the picture up and looks at it. It was a Polaroid picture of Chey and Ford in the seaside resort in Trope Island the night that Fussenpepper was defeated. On the bottom said "Yes, we're now dating!". He sighs, then carefully puts the record and photo back in the sleeve. He then finds a small, battery-powered radio.)
"Huh."
(Ford then turns it on.)
JINGLE SINGERS ON RADIO: "K-M-O-OOOOOOO! F-M!"
(Cue the sound of a cow mooing.)
DJ ON RADIO: "You're listening to KMOO-FM, Tropesburg's favorite oldies station. Now, here's Dusty Springfield with "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me"."
(The song then starts playing.)
"Wait a minute... Didn't I just fiddle with a record of that song?"
(Ford turns the radio up. He then finds a plushie of Chey.)
"Haha."
(Ford then starts slow-dancing with the Chey plushie. When the song ends, Ford sits down on the bed and starts thinking hard. Meanwhile...)
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Oct 28th 2018 at 6:45:03 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."”You know why I came back as a ghost? Well, losing half your body weight due to intense speeds, crashing into obstacles, getting stoned in the face, nearly drowning, being sliced up by buzzsaws, impaled by a lance, being crushed so thoroughly that even CSI couldn’t identify my corpse and being peed on postmortem does something to a man.”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”

Junon: (listens to Badger's profanity-laden rant) ...Fine, I believe you. Why is the Status Quo doing this?