1.
Easy peasy, Lemon squeezy everything is fine.
Easy breezy 123 It's all because you're mine
Jim reached out blindly and turned his alarm clock off. He took a moment to indulge in a slow stretch before crawling out of bed. As much as he would like to keep sleeping, he needed to meet up with Claire and Toby to keep looking for Porgon. He couldn't even dredge up the energy to care about missing the science fair. It was always just a bunch of baking soda and vinegar volcanos anyway.
Jim dragged slowly through his morning routine, acutely aware that he had nowhere near enough sleep. As much as he would have liked to take a night off, Arcadia wasn't going to protect itself.
He met up with Claire and Toby at a corner café.
"Hey guys!" He waved as he slid into "their" booth.
"Morning, Jimbo!" Toby said, returning the wave.
Claire gave him a tired smile and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Jim was pleased to note that the red circles around her eyes were lessoning.
"What can I get you?" The waiter drawled, looking about as enthusiastic as Jim felt.
Jim glanced across the table and noted that Clair and Toby already had ordered.
"Just fill a 16 ounce cup with expresso and as much caffeine as you can legally add."
And now the waiter was giving him a weird look.
"Please don't," Claire said.
"Sorry Jimbo, I'm gunna have to back Claire on this one," Toby said patting his hand, before turning to the waiter. "Please get him an 8 ounce French Roast with cream and sugar and a breakfast croissant."
Jim opened his mouth to protest and Toby leveled a glare at him. Jim closed his mouth. In his peripheral vision he saw the waiter edging away from the table.
"Look," Toby said with a sigh. "I've known you for ten years and I can say with one hundred percent certainty that all you've had for breakfast at this point is a single slice of toast. That does not cut it."
Jim sighed.
"I know."
"Good. So what's the plan?"
The three took some time to lay out a search grid and speculate on some likely places they might find Porgon.
"Okay! Let's go."
Jim started to get up and was pinned by two glares. He wilted back into his seat.
"We are going nowhere until you eat your croissant," Claire said firmly.
Toby nodded. The traitor.
Jim shot them a sulky look and settled down to wait for his order.
Jim sighed as he pushed a branch out of his way.
His walkie talkie crackled to life.
"Any luck? -Over."
"None here," Jim said. "Just a lot of bushes. -Over."
"Nope. Just a few teenagers defacing a barn. -Over." Claire sounded bored.
"Nothing here either," Toby said. "You should totally prank them, Claire! -Over."
Jim smiled at his teammate's antics. He shook his head as they started to argue and started up his search again.
There was a flash of blue light.
2.
Easy peasy, Lemon squeezy everything is fine.
Jim turned off his alarm clock and then spent a minute staring at it. He shook his head and climbed out of bed. As he went through his morning routing the feeling of Deja vu continued to assail him.
The dream from last night had felt so real. It was like he had lived this day before.
He arrived at the café and attempted to order his 16 ounce super caffeinated espresso only to be shot down by Toby again, who ordered him the exact same thing he had ordered him in the "dream". He was starting to wonder if it really was a dream.
Jim didn't try to escape before his croissant arrived this time. Instead he chewed slowly while watching his friends talk. He couldn't recall the exact details, but he was pretty sure they had talked about the same thing before while he was eating.
Was this an amulet thing?
After they split up, Jim went rather half-heartedly to the woods where he was supposed to search. He pulled out his amulet and stared at it.
"Merlin? Is this you again?"
There was no answer, but then with the whole thing before the trial Merlin had not really showed his face until everything was as bad as it could get. He was still not sure whether that whole thing was real or just a very vivid hallucination
He sighed and put the amulet away. Might as well get some searching done.
There was a flash of blue light.
3.
Easy peasy…
Jim slammed his hand down on the alarm clock. He took a moment to look around. He was in bed, in his pajamas. Again. The same song was on the radio. Again. Yeah, something was not right here.
Upon arriving at the café Jim attempted to order the 16 ounce espresso one more time just to see if Toby would say the same thing. He did. Again.
"Okay, change of topic," Jim said. "Toby, if you were, hypothetically speaking, in a time loop. What would you do to prove it to yourself and us?"
Toby was definitely the kind of person to think about these things.
Toby and Claire stared at him for a second.
"Well," Toby said, tapping his chin. "I would have you think up a password on one loop and then on each subsequent loop I would ask you to make it up again, but this time I would guess it before you thought of it."
Toby perked up, eyes widening and an excited smile appearing on his face.
"Are we in a time loop?!"
"Maybe," Jim said. "I think so."
"Awesome Sauce," Toby breathed.
"But how would that even work?" Claire protested. "Time travel shouldn't be possible."
Toby turned and raised an eyebrow at her.
"We fight trolls. You have a staff that makes portals through another dimension, I have a hammer that alters gravity and Jim has magic armor made out of light yet you draw the line at time travel?"
"Good point," Claire said. "So what's happening?"
Jim stared at his friends for a long moment before breaking into a huge smile.
"Have I ever told you guys how much I love you?"
"It's implicit, but we still appreciate you saying so," Toby said with a grin, reaching over to give Jim a hug. "So… Details."
Author Note:
I thought I might as well do this while I'm on a roll. Someone had to write it, so I figured it may as well be me.
The nice thing is it really has a set length (more or less) so it should be about 4 chapters or so.
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