Fifth Floor Common Room, Sunday evening

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It had been a long day, at the end of a long weekend, at the end of a long week, and so on. So Bruce was pleased enough to take it easy for a night and head to the common room. But that was just a cover for something he really wanted to test.

When Bruce made his contributions to remembering everything back into existence, he cheated in one area and changed one small detail in the dorms. Bruce turned the television on and flipped channels freely.

He won.

That - and the overall return of Fandom, his home reality, his cave, and apparently all other realities - meant that he was even willing to compromise from his habit of watching true crime documentaries by watching a stupid-looking Christmas movie about a con. Why not? Twas the season, after all.

[OOC: TAKE THAT, TV! Ahem. The common room is open, naturally.]

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Wesley had gotten more enjoyment than he'd like to admit out of finally being able to return to the library and deposit all the books he'd taken out over the past few weeks. Then from there, he came straight to the common room to collapse on a couch. Because he could do that now.

Then he noticed what was wrong with this picture.

"Is the television... actually cooperating?" Wes asked, surprised. HE KNEW YOUR HISTORY, BRUCE.

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara's afternoon had started out great, there had been large amounts of fighting and (re)killing the undead. Then had come the swamps, and having to remember, and the emotional gut-punch had left her feeling stretched and scraped raw, with an intense need for company.

Not that that last one was readily apparent from the way she barely grunted something a greeting at Bruce before falling back onto the couch.

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"For now I assume it's playing nice in the name of celebration," Bruce said. "But I'm hoping it stays this way from here on out."

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"Hello to you, too, Cara," Bruce said. "I see you're enjoying tonight's return to relative normalcy."

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"With any luck, it might," Wes agreed. "Perhaps if enough people remembered it as being cooperative?"

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Bruce hadn't made a point to do that at all. Why would he do that?

"I should be so lucky," Bruce joked. "But aside from maybe that and a couple changes in the town, it seems like things were put back together correctly."

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Of course. Bruce would never. And he certainly wouldn't've remembered himself altered in any way so that he could beat out Team Tony.

Because he never could. So he shouldn't try.

"Apart from the odd cove here and there, yes," Wesley confirmed. "Have you, ah, been around all this time?"

Someone had missed radio yesterday.

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"So did the universe bring the diet coke with it when it started existing again?" Quinn wondered, as she came up to poke through the fridge. "Hey, Bruce."

Casual. Like she wasn't glowing with happiness.

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Quinn blinked at Wes, surprised. "Seriously?" she asked. "It's never done that. Did we get a new TV?"

.... the important questions.

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"We must've," Wesley decided. "Although... the picture quality's just as unimpressive."

SO MAYBE NOT.

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Bruce didn't realize that Wesley's narrative was such a fan of Tony Stark. Anyway, Bruce had never received any complaints about his unaltered self.

"I lasted all the way into Special Collections and then to the tower before everything went black," Bruce said. "I saw that you made it that far, too."

Yeah, he pretty much watched for everyone who made it that far.

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"Hello, Quinn. Glad you could make it out tonight," Bruce said. Okay, he was more glad that she existed at all. Whatever. "I think there was some toward the back. If not, I'm sorry I didn't think of it at the time."

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That was some lying, lying narrative right there. LYING.

"Right," Wes agreed. "Well, ah. Good on you, I suppose."

IT WAS A COMPETITION. THEY'D SUCCEEDED.

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Cara managed a shrug.

"Beats the alternative." Like that swamp, which she still smelt vaguely of.

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If Wes's narrative wasn't careful, Bruce's narrative was going to start making eyes at Katniss's narrative just to make a point.

"You too," Bruce said. "So what did you think of the brief end of everything?"

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Quinn squinted at it for a minute. "Yeah, well, we can't have everything," she sighed. "Maybe we're supposed to be grateful just to be watching TV."

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"Is everything okay?" Bruce asked. This didn't seem to be Cara's normal displeasure with the world.

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"Yeah, I'm glad to be here." Quinn gave him a dubious look. "Wait, you're going to have to explain that last sentence."

She knew she was back; she just wasn't clear on the mechanics yet.

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"Rather impressive, as these things go," Wesley decided. Because come on, the Nothing deserved some props for sheer creepiness. "I must say, the island seems to have outdone itself."

But not in a weird way.

"And you?"

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"Likely," Wes agreed. "And that it's showing something other than that terrible jingle."

Yeah, Kohl's lady, he was looking at you.

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"Those of us who made it to the end had to use our memories to recreate everything, and it went off from there," Bruce said. "So if something's missing from the fridge, that's on us."

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"It's an experience I'd like to avoid going through again," Bruce said. "But I'm glad I was able to help out."

Little did he know that in about 15 years he'd end up getting a glimpse of the beginning of everything, too."

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"I'm fine." This would be what they called a blatant lie.

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"You can be honest with me, Cara," Bruce said. Because he didn't buy that for a second.

[wasthecuteone]

"Okay," Petra announced from the doorway, "apparently the principal was serious when she said the only safe place was with the books?" This place was so confusing. But on the bright side, she existed again.