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Morty knows he shouldn't be screwing around with multidimensional shit. It's dangerous, it's impractical, it's blah blah blah. But it's a potential key to unlimited energy, how does nobody see that? He's built a dimensional siphon (it kind of looks like a cardboard box with a funnel and a TI-84 taped to it, but it damn well works), keyed in the dimensional coordinates to a random plane, and by God he's going to use it.
He flips the switch and waits for the energy bar to fill up.
It does! It fills up very rapidly. Then it explodes, along with the box. There's rather more smoke than there should be, and once the smoke clears someone is standing there.
"Whoops?" Morty says faintly.
He flips the switch and waits for the energy bar to fill up.
It does! It fills up very rapidly. Then it explodes, along with the box. There's rather more smoke than there should be, and once the smoke clears someone is standing there.
"Whoops?" Morty says faintly.
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Date: 2016-03-01 08:49 pm (UTC)A perfectly standard physical examination follows. Bella is pronounced quite healthy for someone who received such necessarily unscientific medical care and offered a lollipop.
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Date: 2016-03-01 09:04 pm (UTC)They are indeed on the door. They are reasonable office hours, clearly devised by a person who understands how time works and does not need to talk around scheduling as though it were some arcane secret from beyond the stars.
She also repeats the hours aloud.
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Date: 2016-03-01 09:10 pm (UTC)And Bella goes out to where Morty is waiting.
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