Hello fellow fans of Time Warp Trio! Glad you found this story!
The following fanfiction was requested by Writer25. With her permission, I incorporated her OC Fina. Check out her page and tumblr account (turchinorain) for more deets. :)
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-Samantha's POV-
One day while casually flipping through The Book-Jodie had let me borrow it for another time-trip to Rome-I stumbled upon the sports, namely the baseball section of it. Fred immediately came to mind; anyone who even remotely knew Fred knew he was gaga for baseball. Well, anyone excluding one particular person.
I jumped off my bed and got Sam's pocket watch from my desk drawer, then dialed myself to a random destination in 2015. I ended up in New York City, somewhere along Madison Avenue which was ideal; the public library was just a few blocks down. I made my way over to it through the crowds of people, and once inside, seated myself at a computer. It was a shame the library still had boxy IBM computers; it felt so foreign using one, but I managed to search the game I had in mind and buy three tickets; I knew Fred would want to see the Red Sox and the Yankees face off. I bouguht one ticket for him and I, and the third for whoever wanted to tag along.
I printed out the tickets, then went into the nearest bathroom and warped again, this time specifically to Fred's bedroom, 2009. I always double checked the year I warped to; the one time it was incorrect, I warped into an 8-year-old Joe's bedroom at the age of 14. One word: awkward.
Anyhow, I landed on the top bunk of Fred's bunkbed and scanned the room for him, but he was no where in sight. Since I had visited his room before after being force-warped to it by Mad Jack-don't ask, it's a different story-I knew his cell phone was in his desk drawer. Fred had upgraded from the prehistoric flip-phone of a thing to a 3rd Generation iPhone, but the device was still fairly ancient to me. Regardless, I searched for Sam's contact and called him.
"Hello?" he answered, quite confused.
"It's me, Sam. You happen to know where Fred is?" I asked.
"Oh, Samantha! I was like, how the heck could Fred's phone-" he began, realizing who was on the other end of the line. I rolled my eyes playfully. "Uh, yeah he's over at my house. We're having a study session for our Monday test." Sam then told me.
"Alright, cool. I'll be over in a sec."
"Okay, but can I know what for?"
"Just a quick question. I'll be in and out." I told him, then hung up the phone before he could reply.
I put the phone back in Fred's desk and pulled out the time-watch again. "Sam's bedroom; Sam cubiculum!" I chanted in Latin as the purple warp-bubble enveloped me. As expected, I landed on Sam's bed. "Hey guys!" I greeted Sam and Fred as I straightened up. Then I noticed another person in the room. "And Fina. Sorry, I didn't notice you right away." I admitted with a chuckle. Her hair covered most of her face and she sat near the corner of Sam's room, by his bookshelf.
"It's okay." she told me, her voice an airy whisper.
"Fina, it's alright. Samantha's kind, you know her." Sam told her gently. What he said was was true, Fred, Fina and I had hung out at various places in time, none of them too action packed however-Fina would easily suffer from a heart attack-so her and I were fairy accustomed to each other.
"Sorry. I just got startled when you warped in." She crawled out from the corner back over to the boys as she told me.
"Nah, don't stress." I limp-wristed. "So what are you guys studying?" I then asked, scanning the papers spread about the floor.
Fred groaned before he said, "The history of the Middle East, about Mesopotamia and junk. Global class is seriously the worst."
"If it's such a bad class, how are you getting 90's on everything?" Sam asked.
My eyes went wide. "Wowh, taking school more seriously now, are we?"
"Eh, not really." he laughed in response. "And Sam, I never said that class was hard, it's just mad boring. Our teacher sucks!"
"Yeah that's true." he agreed.
"We have one of those mono-tone lecturers." Fina then told me.
"Oh boy, what a riot." I said sarcastically as I twirled my finger in the air. I shifted my position then and laid on my stomach, a hand supporting my head.
"Yeah...but boring teachers aside, what did ya come to ask about, Sammy?" Fred then asked me.
I gave him a look. "I've told you numerous times not to call me that." He snickered. I continued, answering his question in an aloof manner. "And oh, nothing important. I was just looking through The Book in my room, and I stumbled upon a section about baseball, and then warped to 2015 and..." I pulled the form I printed out from the library and held it up as I ended, "bought a set of three tickets for a Red Sox vs Yankees game."
Fred grabbed the paper from my hand. "No way!" he gasped. Fina leaned and looked over his shoulder as well. I raised a brow.
"Wait...you're into baseball?" she then asked him.
"Into it? Pff, I basically live it! I'm only on the school's football team to keep in shape and what not. Sure it makes me a popular jock-"
"We all know you're attractive, Fred." Sam grumbled as he looked to the side.
"Good." Fred winked in response and raised his head high. "So like I was saying," he turned back to Fina. "Football is really just like a side-sport for me. I've loved baseball since I was a kid!"
"No way!" Fina exclaimed with a blush.
"Yes way!" He then turned back to me and said as he handed me the tickets, "And Samantha, I can't believe you actually got box-seats for this game." His eyes gleamed at me in thanks and awe.
"Ah, I figured 'why not?'" I simply stated, folding the paper back into my pocket.
Fred then went over to his backpack and pulled out a rustic baseball.
"Uh, why do you carry a baseball around in your backpack?" I asked.
"In case I need to pop someone in the head." he replied plainly, then laughed. "Nah it's for practice; a few buds and I play after school here and there. I wanted to prove to Fina my love for baseball." He threw her a wink, and Sam snorted. "I'm shooting for varsity this coming spring season, and for team captain." he informed us confidently, tossing the baseball in the air and back into his hand.
Sam and I glanced at each other and burst out laughing. "Don't flatter yourself, Fred." Sam advised through breaths. I wiped a falling tear from my eye.
Once we settled down, Fina told him, "Well, I think you'll make it and get the position, Fred."
Fred turned to her and brought her under his arm and thanked her. "At least someone has faith in me."
I rolled my eyes over to Sam and we shared the same unimpressed look. Fina shielded her face with her hair and smiled appreciatively, looking at Fred from the corner of her eye. I frowned at her.
She then seemed to remember something as she sprung up from under Fred's arm, her face bright with expression. "Oh! I have to show you something at my house, come on!" She got up from the floor and grabbed his arm, dragging him out of the room. Sam and I glanced at one another in confusion before he asked, "Uh, what about the study session?"
"We'll get back to it soon, Sam!" Fred replied from down the hall. The slam of the door echoed briefly throughout the house. Sam's mom yelled for them to hush up, as she was working in her office. "Sorry mom! Fred just left the house!" he told her.
I snorted, shaking my head.
"So what do you think of Fina?" he then asked.
I shrugged. "Eh, she's cool. I mean I've only hung out with her a few times, and she doesn't really talk much, but she doesn't seem like bad news or anything."
"Yeah, she's pretty hush up, but that may be because of her home life. She doesn't want to admit anything private, given it come up in conversation."
"Oh, I see. Well, everyone has their secrets and what not." I knew had my own.
"True. Hey, since god knows when Fred will be back, you think you could help me study?" Sam asked.
"Sure thing. It's not like you need to, though." I laughed, and he admitted I was right, "but better to be safe than sorry." he added.
Throughout the study session, Fred and Fina kept drifting into mind. The more those two hung out, the more Fred seemed drawn to Fina, and vice versa. It shouldn't have bothered me that they went off together, but it did. Fred and I knew each other for 4 years since 2105, since the day Jodie brought him and the others to her apartment. Fina only knew him since freshman year this year, and he was already drawn to her. I know I shouldn't think this way about Fred; we would, unfortunately, never be able to be more than friends...but a piece of me felt at home with him.
I tried to shake them from my mind as I continued quizzing Sam for the test.
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