The Roof, Saturday Evening

[heromaniac]

As soon as it was dark, Blossom was on the roof.

Yes, she knew now that it wasn't her Fandom, and there weren't any vampires out there to save people from, but habits were hard to break. Plus she wanted to be... just... somewhere she was supposed to be. So, here she was, on roof patrol, staring out at a Fandom she never knew.

She didn't really feel a need to help the town or the island. It was always the people she'd worried about. And they were all back somewhere she could get to, even if they maybe did somehow need her for something. A part of her hoped that the Momoko from here was at that other Fandom, but she felt bad wishing that on someone else.

She stared out at the twinkling lights of the buildings that she knew only as places to find supplies, bodies, or vampires, but that here were apparently full of happy, unafraid people even though the sun had already set.

She didn't miss her Fandom one bit, but she did wish she'd been asked where she wanted to go if the island was going to kick her off.


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[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley wandered up to the roof, still having no idea there was anything odd going on. Hey, no one odd had shown at work.

He had a bottle of cola in one hand, and looked out across the horizon.

"This place is pretty beautiful, sometimes," he remarked.

[heromaniac]

Blossom was still staring and comparing landmarks with her own world, but that didn't mean she couldn't be friendly. "It is. It's different from what I'm used to, though. Even if it is the same."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Not like home, huh?" Hurley said, not quite catching on. "Yeah, Santa Monica's not like this, either. But this... this is nice."

[heromaniac]

Blossom looked up to smile and maybe correct him, and instead found herself staring at her first 'person who should be dead'.

It had been on the radio and his name had been on the lists, and really was it any surprise that she fell off the roof?


Luckily she could fly, but really.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Holy crap!" Hurley said, dropping his soda and rushing to the edge. He was in a mild panic. He didn't know she could fly. His heart was beating super fast.

[heromaniac]

She was floating on her back, just below the edge of the roof, clutching her head and staring wild eyed up at him. "Why aren't you dead? They said you were dead and your name was on the list; they said it and laughed! They didn't say you'd been turned... Are you a ghost?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley was caught off guard by the comments, so he didn't even have the chance to go 'Holy crap, you're floating!'

"...who said I'm dead?" he stammered instead, confused.

[heromaniac]

"On the radio and the wall lists in the lobby! You were listed as one of the ones missing or dead!" She righted herself and flew up to eye level with him. "You are Hurley, right?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm..." Hurley trailed off, his memory jogging. And then it caught up. "Wait, where are you from?"

He was honestly a little surprised with himself for seeming to have caught on.

[heromaniac]

"Here!" Blossom was still clutching her head with one hand, but she flailed with the other, because okay, it was one thing to be in a new Fandom where she had a cat, but to have friends suddenly be alive again? "Ah! I mean, not here. Here, but totally not here. With vampires."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley's stomach sank and he backed away from the edge.

"...sorry about that," was all he could say. No matter how much he'd tried to move on, he still blamed himself for that death. The death of the other Hurley.

[heromaniac]

"Eh? Why are you sorry? You're alive!"

Uhm, hopefully this Hurley didn't mind hugs or was really good at avoiding them, because Blossom was totally going for one.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I am," Hurley said, hugging her. It did make it hard to be a little too down, too. "But... I'm the reason the one you know isn't."

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine had spent most of the day trying to find someplace that didn't contain dead people. Or crazy people who didn't remember her. Also, wondering where she was going to sleep tonight and how to contact the Arthur who wasn't crazy (by certain definitions) and... yeah.

The roof seemed like a safe bet; it never used to be crowded, and it was the one place you could get fresh air at night that wasn't like putting an Eat Me sign around your neck. She wasn't shocked to find someone there, though -- just on guard.

"Blossom?" she said carefully,

[heromaniac]

This time Blossom took a deep breath before slowly turning around, in case it was someone else who was supposed to be dead. "Ah! Francine! That's you, right?" She fingered her hair. "Wait, you're from here, aren't you? I keep forgetting I'm not trapped back there."

[thatsamilkshake]

That got Francine's attention. "Back there where?"

[heromaniac]

And that question got Blossom's. "... Fandom? With vampires?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Oh, thank God, somebody sane." Francine let the door to the stairs fall shut behind her and walked over. "Did you just wake up back here too?"

She hadn't quite reached 'this isn't even the Fandom I was in before,' no.

[heromaniac]

"I did! You too? Are there others here too?" Now Blossom was totally confused. Undead dead people, people who knew her and she didn't know... "What's going on? Does Arthur have any idea, maybe?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine rolled her eyes only because it was that or lose it entirely. "Arthur's too busy making scones. He's not m-- he's not the Arthur we know."

[heromaniac]

"Ah! So only some of us are here? I wonder where the others went." Scones? Arthur? "...no, really, scones?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"I know, right? Since when does Arthur cook anything he didn't shoot?" Francine touched her face, under her left eye. "He doesn't have the tattoo."

[heromaniac]

"..." that gave her pause. If Arthur didn't have Reno's tattoo...

"I think maybe it's the Arthur who lives here, then?" Which just felt wrong.

[thatsamilkshake]

"What do you mean, lives here?" Now she was hearing 'back there' in a different key as well, though. "This isn't our Fandom?" Little as she wanted to claim the place.

[heromaniac]

"No one's told you yet? And it's already night! Oh, Francine!" She reached over to hug her friend.

"It's a totally different place! I mean, I thought it was really Fandom, too, but there was a cat in my room, and then people came by who knew a different me and I didn't know them and there was food and the water isn't rationed here and the squirrels aren't scared and it's DARK and people aren't dead and there aren't vampires here. Look at the town!"