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Summary: Darcy finds herself in a parallel universe
Author's Note: This is a Darcy Lewis drabble. Please read and review. Don't like? Don't read. Thank you!

What on earth is your world like?

After being found by Charles and Erik because he picked up her anomaly scent, he couldn't stop snooping. He was fascinated with her moxie, her mouth, her ideas, and the world she lived in.

It was easy knowing when Charles was snooping. Of course there was the hand gesture to the temple (clearly there was no wandless magic here), he'd also get a sort of glazed over focus. So when she saw him doing it again, she had it.

She was tired, she was achy, and she wanted a bath. Allowing Charles to snoop her brain once had not been a free-for-life deal (and Charles really ought to have known this and if he didn't he really did need to learn.)

She started thinking of the weirdest porn out there. Darcy could feel herself smirk as he was subjugated to the same porn trolls that she had been exposed to while surfing forums on the internet.

His stricken face going pale when realized that girl was using eels in a fashion that clearly was unhygienic.

His stricken, pale face that quickly turned green when he realized what the girl was "drinking."

To his shrieking out loudly, "A horse?!"

Darcy laughed out loud and laughed more loudly when she realized that Erik was giving her the Brent Rambo nod and thumbs up, clearly impressed when she told him how she had dealt with Charles's snooping. What was her life? (Though remembering a pop culture reference was making her miss her world and everyone a part of it).