A/N: Here we are yet again! Howdy folks, SumOfAllZeroes back again with another chapter of A Friend Indeed! Be warned now, dear reader; this following chapter contains a lot of trippy stuff including the absolute destruction of the fourth wall. Be wary,dear readers, and review and PM generously.
I own none of the franchises referenced herein. The Flying Buddha Jutsu is the only thing I really own.
WARNING: Extreme space-time abuse and general insanity. You was warned twice.
Chapter 3: That One Giant Mindf* k of a Chapter, Part 1
The shores of the Pacific lapped at the shore of Jump City's Boardwalk. Birds happily chirped their happy little melodies as the sun crested over the distant horizon. Its vibrant red orange light cast its gaze over the land, as vast and wide as the eyes of an all-knowing god. Meanwhile, at a rather strangely consonant shaped building, Rachel looked over her ink-dabbled canvas. She had been using art as a suitable alternative for emotional expression. After a rather in-depth talk from her dear mother (who had used an arcane reanimation ritual to communicate across space-time to express her displeasure at her daughter's previous actions.
Needless to say, for once, Trigon was genuinely afraid of the mother of his child.
Azar however, had used a much more tactful approach. She conducted an in depth explanation of the possible outcomes of such a rash decision and aided Rachel in making a wiser form of expression.
Garfield had done the most listening out of all three of his predecessors and made a pact with Rachel; in the case that she felt she was nearing another "episode", Garfield would aid her in talking about her feelings and hopefully understanding what to avoid. Rachel agreed with Garfield's terms and assured him that he would be the first to know.
None of Rachel's parental guardians had asked about Garfield. However, Trigon and Arella simply stated that they would "talk later".
"A little more there...add a little definition there...aaaand done!" Rachel thought out loud.
"How does it look?" Garfield inquired.
Rachel's smile grew slightly.
"Well, it's the best that a copy can be. It just doesn't capture the natural beauty of what I used as inspiration." Rachel said, lightly nudging her changeling counterpart.
"Aww, you're too kind sometimes, Rachel. But I think you did pretty good given the media used." Garfield replied, playing along.
The teen couple headed for the kitchen as their respective teammates would be up soon.
"Hey, Rachel?"
"Yeah, Gar?"
"Do you ever get the feeling that you're being watched?" Garfield inquired.
Rachel gave a thoughtful face, then answered.
"I have a feeling we are right now..."
"Dammit! How are they getting this information?" The mystery ravenette inquired to his doppelgangers.
"Probably because you wrote it."
"I thought you were me?"
"I thought I was you?"
"I thought you were her?"
"I thought she was hi-"
"CAN WE MOVE ON FROM OUR EXISTENTIAL PARADOX AND FIGURE OUT WHAT TO DO IN THIS SITUATION!"
Rachel turned to where the sound originated from.
"Did you just hear that?"
"Yeah, let's check it out." The two opened the window nearest to the area of interest to reveal...
...Nothing. Literally a single white plane of nothingness expanding outward in all directions.
"OK...trippy." Both teens said simultaneously.
With only one place to go now, the teens moved onward. After a short walk, the two began to hear the sound of a manual typewriter tapping out a document. The closer they moved, the louder it sounded. After 20 minutes of walking, the two reached a single set of double doors.
"Hmm, what now?" The words being typed seemed to be a descriptive monologue not unlike those that existed in literature. Garfield opened the door. Inside was a homey den that had been converted into a bedroom/ office area. Guitars were scattered on the left wall. A queen sized bed was backed up against the wall on the right next to a TV belting out an episode of a spin-off of a comedy cartoon series. In the midst of it all, seated at a white office chair was a young man. His hair was an oily brown colour, which went well with his fair skin tone and cocoa brown eyes. His hands were frantically typing, the words appearing directly above his head.
"Hello?" Rachel called to him, her words appearing directly below the ravenette's manuscript.
The young man leapt over, hiding behind a couch, only his eyes showing.
"How did you find this place!" The mystery man inquired.
"We heard you typing and just walked over here."
"Damnit! You mean you breached a space-time barrier to find this place? Oh, great, now I need to fix this and fast before the entire story is compromised! KAKASHI!"
At this, a silver-haired man in military garb walked in. He lifted up a headband that covered his left eye. His pupil consisted of a curved three pointed ninja star surrounded by a red iris.
"KAMUI!" Kakashi's eye began to spin creating a space-time vortex drawing in everything in its nearby vicinity.
(Time Warp)
The vortex stopped spinning to reveal...
...The exact same room.
"What happened?" Gar asked.
"More importantly, where did that writer guy go?" Raven questioned.
As though it were on cue, the aforementioned teen crash-landed next to the bed.
"Aaaand that's why I don't fly coach." The ravenette picked himself up and sat in his chair. Everything looked the same only...
"Uh, dude?"
"Yes, Garfield?" The changeling frantically motioned towards his ears.
"What?" The Writer looked up. Everything was as it was except for the fact that the Writer now had cat ears and a tail. The Writer let out an audible sigh.
"Wonderful, now I've dragged my girlfriend's art into the story." Garfield held back a snicker. "Okay, no worries. I'll just have Kakashi perform another transportation ninjutsu. Kakashi!" With a flash of red and a cry of "KAMUI!", the portal once again opened to reveal...
(Time Warp)
...A village full of ponies.
"Uh, writer dude? Shouldn't you like, have some sort of way to aim where the Transportation thing goes?" Garfield asked.
"I DUNNO! All I know is that we were in my den, and now we're in some land full of pastel-coloured ponies!" The Writer said.
"But couldn't you, I dunno, write up a solution?" Rachel inquired.
"That would only work if I was in my own realm. My den's diameter of influence can't travel with me through multiple time-space barriers."
"Did someone say time-space barriers?!" A purple tinted horse questioned.
"Holy crap, THEY CAN TALK?!" Garfield shouted.
"I think I've seen something like this before." Rachel stated looking at the gathering ponies.
"I REALLY need to stop breaching different tangents in order to make a good story." The Writer stated as a blue winged pony and a pink one landed right beside him.
"Dashie, have you seen any pony like this?" The rather bubbly pink one asked her blue winged counterpart.
"I don't think they are ponies, Pinks." The blue Pegasus responded.
"Although this one does have a rather interesting combination of features." A purple maned pony commented, nudging the Writer's tail.
"So, who are y'all anyway?" A country sounding pony asked.
"This is Garfield, I'm Rachel and the guy over there frantically scribbling up a seal is the Writer of this universe." Rachel summarized.
"Nice to meet ya! I'm Pinkie, that's Dashie, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack and Twilight!" 'Pinkie' interjected
"Writer of this universe? Like he wrote us into being?" 'Twilight' asked.
"No, someone else did that. Someone named Lauren Faust, I think."
"Then what does he do?" 'Rarity' asked.
"Aaand...done!" The Writer placed the seal on the ground "Now for a test!"
"What are ya testing? 'Applejack' asked.
"I'm glad you asked, my hard-working friend! This is my brand new Space-Time Importation Seal! I can first transport these two back to their respective universe, then activate my Homefront Bound Seal to take me back to my universe! All while saving money on gasoline! MWAHAHAAHAHA!" The Writer laughed maniacally.
"Flying Buddha Transportation Jutsu!"The Writer slapped a hand onto the slip of paper, only to immediately begin floating upwards.
"Hmm, it appears that my seal has reduced the ratio of influence of the laws of physics on my body to the point of developing levitation. Curious." The Writer grabbed a notepad from a shirt pocket and began scribbling out a new hypothesis as he kept floating up.
"I think we should probably go see the princesses now." Twilight said.
"Lead the way." Rachel and Garfield agreed, following their new found friends to their next location.
A/N: And boom goes the dynamite! Chapter 3, or part of it anyways, is down! Next chapter gets even crazier, so stay tuned! Please review, PM, favorite, etc. Ya'll are the ones who help out the story by giving feed back. That is all for now. This is Zero signing out!
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