What if. . .?

NOTE: I just like to say I do NOT own metal gear solid or any of the original characters from the game nor do I own Sliders. Neither am I making any money from writing fic, so please don't sue. And if there is something called a Time space configuration machine out there in the world I didn't know it existed in the first place. So don't sue me for that either, just tell me and I'll change it. In any case please enjoy reading this fic.

Chapter 1: Otacon's new invention

(It's early morning and our hero is a sleep in his room, only to be woken up by. . .)

Otacon: (bursting through the bed room door) I did it!

Snake: ( jumping up dazed) Huh? What?

Otacon: Snake! I finished it, it took all night but I finished it! wake up! look!

Snake: (rubbing his eyes while grunting) What. . .down loading another Amy-ne film?

Otacon: ( crosses his arms) It's called Anime, and no it's not that. Come take a look.

(A while passes, and Snake finally gets out of bed and walks into the living room, only to find some sort of metal contraption almost taking up the whole room.)

Snake: What the. . .?

Otacon: (standing proudly next to it) Well. . .?

Snake: Well. . .what is it?

Otacon: (pushing his glasses back up his nose bridge) Well I call it a Time space configuration machine or T.S.C.M for short.

Snake: . . .and that means?

Otacon: Well I was watching this program call "Tenchi Universe" and I had an idea. . . I thought that if I made something similar to the machine, except change it so that we could go through time instead of alternate universes then maybe we could . . .well. . .

Snake?

Otacon: (looking sadly to the ground) …go back and save Emma. . .

Snake: Otacon. . .?

(Snake didn't like the idea of going back in time and changing history, nor did he believe that his partner's new invention would work. However, it had been a while since the Big shell incident, and he relay couldn't blame the guy.)

Otacon: (looking hopeful) I know it sounds strange but. . . look these wrist bands will help us travel through time and. . . and if it works we could. . .

Snake: Otacon. . . do you even know if this thing will relay work? How do you know it won't kill you instead.

Otacon: (taking a while to acknowledge what was said to him, then pushing his glasses back up again) You're right. . . I'm sorry

Snake: Now get some rest, if you've been up all night you'll need it.

(Mean while, else where, in another apartment. . .)

Rose: (holding a platinum haired baby)Jack?!

Raiden: Rose?

Rose: What's this? (holding out a small jar with her free hand)

Raiden: What's what?

Rose: in this jar?

Raiden: Baby food for Jake.

Rose: He can't even eat it yet! (starting one of her usual rants) And by the time he can it'll be out of date, what where you thinking?!

Raiden: What. . .?

Rose: How could you be careless? You're so forgetful sometimes, just like when you forgot it was our anniversary.

Raiden: I remembered it in the end, didn't I?

Rose: You still forgot. . .

Raiden: (under his breath) I wish I could for get you.

Rose: What was that?

Raiden: I said I wish I could eat a stew.

Rose: Well if you want me to cook some tonight, then you'll have to go and get some vegetables for it and while your out, take the baby food back.

(A seconded later our young hero is pushed out the door, with a list in his hand and a couple of jars in his pocket.)

(Back at Snakes apartment, Otacon's time travelling device is fills most of the living room making movement difficult.)

Snake: Gerr….

(Just then there's a knock on the door, and Snake manoeuvres to get it.)

Snake: (opening the door and recognise the platinum hair) Raiden? What are you doing here?

Raiden: I just needed time away from Rose. Would you mind if I stayed a while?

Snake: Sure, come in. . . if you can.

Raiden: Thanks.

(Meanwhile Otacons appears out of his room, looking a little hart broken but refreshed at the same time.)

Otacon: (trying to sound happy) Hay Raiden, I didn't hear you come in.

Snake: Kid's just taking a little time off from his family.

Raiden: Some times I wish I didn't have one.

Otacon: You shouldn't say that.

Raiden: If you lived with them you'd say the same thing.

Otacon: I doubt it. . .you don't realise how much you would miss them until they're gone.

Raiden: Yeah right. (just noticing the funny contraption filling the whole room) What the heck is that?

Snake: Otacons Time space do-hickey thing.

Otacon: He means "Time space configuration machine" or T.S.C.M for short. It basically a time travailing device

(Raiden takes a closer look, while Snake pulls out a back of cigarettes from his back pocket and lights one up)

Otacon: These wrist bands help you to travel through time.(pulling out four long metal cylinders that seem to have a small key pad on it)

Snake: (looking at Raiden cautiously) yeah but it doesn't work. (he added taking guess what the younger man was thinking)

Raiden: No?(looks sadly at the T.S.C.M) That's a shame. So. . .What dose this button do? (acting dumbly whilst reaches out to a green button)

Otacon: (Jumping up quickly) NO DON'T TOUCH IT! THAT ONE ACTIVES IT!

(But it was too late, suddenly a bright light fills the whole room swallowing up the three, then disappearing into nothingness)

All: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

TO BE CONTINUED. . .

Notes: If you where thinking this was gonna be a comedy, sorry to say it's not I'm not very good at writing humour. It's just that I find it hard explain things in words, and that's why some of my other stories are taking so long. Please Review me!