Alright, here's the last chapter of the gaming part. I know not a lot of people voted back when I posted the poll question, but after a couple of opinions from a few reviewers (thanks to AntoRodriguez27, T.O. Cole, and DisneyChannelLover!), I have decided to actually continue the story throughout the whole movie as well (including events from "Disaster!") with some exceptions (I have written a couple one-shots in Wilbur's POV from the movie that involves my OC Karena and will not rewrite those, unless I should delete those and write them in this story). So the story should end when we see Wilbur drops Lewis off in the present-that is, when Lewis returns to the science fair. Thanks for reading up to this point, and enjoy! *I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons"*
I panicked! I had trouble contacting Carl just before the huge moving bowler hat decided to attack me in this alternate future that I had NOT made. Although, I had wondered why I was still here if the Bowler Hat Guy stole Lewis's invention and probably made it his own...and quite possibly changed the course of my dad's future. I mean, wouldn't I cease to exist right now?
A few bowler hats went my way, and I had to get back in the time machine to fix the timestream. That plan failed when I approached the machine, but the same hats blocked my path. Just as one of them was about to land on my head, probably to end my life, I punched it, and it fell to the ground. I gave a smirk as I performed some karate moves on the other hats. It was a little harder to do karate with my favorite pair jeans on, but it was so worth it.
I grabbed my backpack and my katana blade from the time machine and ran back to the huge hat. While it attacked me, I continued to run while examining the hat with my scanner. The six bombs that were on the rim were my targets. The only problem with that was the hat wouldn't stop moving. I started to randomly fire charge balls from my glove toward the hat, but they all missed the target. It was then that I remembered the havoc gloves. But the question is, would the sonic sounds from something so small be loud enough for something so huge?
I opened up my backpack again to take off my charge ball glove and put on the havoc gloves, and I ran back toward the hat. I clapped my hands as loud as I possibly could, but it did little good; the hat continued to move. I had no choice but to move away from the hat toward a few towers with my backpack.
While walking on the tower, I had accidentally stepped on a blue triangular tile, which made a buzz noise that someone would hear at a sports game. The noise did freak the huge hat out a little bit, and a much better idea entered my head. I flipped away from the hat several times until I had hit all of the blue triangular tiles when the hat really started to freak out and finally stop moving. I slowly walked from left to right as I fired a charge ball three times toward the front three bombs.
It was after I released the third charge ball that I had stepped on a green triangular tile rather than blue. Thinking the same thing could happen with the green ones as it did with the blue ones, I flipped on to every green triangular tile and freaked the hat out. I fired three more charge balls at the last three bombs when I moved from right to left. But my job wasn't done yet.
I scanned the hat to see what my next target was while dodging its attacks. From what the scanner tells me, there is some sort of bomb in the heart of the core. However, there was a shield on the hat surrounding that bomb. So I took out my disassembler in order to disable the shield. I had to do the trick of stepping on blue or green-colored tiles over and over again in order to concentrate my shots on the shield. After the 10th time of stepping on a triplet of colored tiles, the shield was finally down. I set the disassembler down and unsheathed my katana blade that was on my back. I had to step on the green or blue-colored tiles first before doing a bird flip onto the top of one of the towers. With my katana blade on the hand with the charge ball glove, it was ignited with electricity all around it, and I threw it at the bomb. When it struck, the hat blew up and collapsed on the ground.
I got off the tower and ran to where the collapsed bowler hat was. As it was lifeless, I had a big grin on my face.
"Oh yeah!" I shouted out loud with joy. "Wilbur Robinson never fails!" I started to laugh with joy, but seeing more ruins made my laugh die out. I looked at my katana blade on the ground, which to my surprise was still shiny and intact, and all of a sudden, I had guilt all over my heart. I took out the picture of me and my dad when we took that vacation to Mexico and started to think about what my dad would say if he found out about the whole time machine fiasco.
"I'm sorry, Dad," I said to the picture. "I'm sorry I messed all this up. Carl's sorry too."
"What?!" I heard Carl exclaim in the background. He was alive! "And Carl didn't do anything."
I ran toward my robot with relief after what had happend in the past hour.
"I only said that because I thought you were dead," I explained as I helped Carl get up. "I was kidding! It was hardly even your fault."
"Nah-uh!" Carl shot back, pointing a finger at me. "Don't you shift the blame on me!"
"Okay fine! I...uh-"
"Come on, you can do it."
"I should've listened to you and Dad," I spilled out with a hand behind my neck.
"There! Now doesn't that feel better?" Carl asked with a smile.
"No, it hurt," I answered with guilt. I went back to staring at the picture of me and my dad, and with a smile, I placed that picture on top of the historic figures I had taken pictures with during my time travels. I had learned that being with family was a whole lot better than spending time with strange historic people, who are like my family in a way. But the past is in the past, and I now vowed to not change it.
My head shot up when I realized that the sky was still green and I remembered that we had only one time machine when there was supposed to be two. Also, Lewis had ran away from the science fair, but I went in pursuit of the Bowler Hat Guy instead of finding the young inventor in the past. That was my fault, and I felt that it was my duty to change things back to the way they were.
"Dad...the science fair! I gotta go back!"
"Oh wait!" Carl exclaimed. "I thought you were through messing with the time machine."
"I have to make one last trip Carl," I replied. Grabbing my katana blade, my havoc gloves, my disassembler, and my backpack all in that order. I approached the time machine and placed the backpack and my blade in the back seat. "I have to make sure that somebody important keeps moving forward." I turned to look at Carl before going back into the past. "Carl, theme song please!"
I smile turned into a confused look as he 'played' the theme that is heard at a coronation ceremony or a baseball game.
"The other one," I said flatly. I got into the time machine and roared it to life as I heard my friend hum my favorite theme from a certain television show. The time bubble formed as I went to see my dad again and hopefully lift his spirits up. Before I went in the bubble, I saw Todayland coming back to life with the blue skies and Utopian feel that I knew and love.
6th Street Orphanage, 2007
I parked the time machine in mid-air and turned the invisible cloak on since the time machine would give my being from the future away; the scenery looked a lot better without the time machine anyway. I jumped from the top of the car to the edge of the roof and just barely managed to get on to the roof. I hid behind a wall as I witnessed Lewis, who continued to wear his red shorts and blue vest on top of his white shirt, tearing his journal apart! I had never seen my dad so frustrated back home, but this was heartbreaking to watch. Lewis paused as he looked a one page, and then he crumbled it into a ball and angrily tossed it my way. He sat down on a crate with a bunch of tally marks on it...150, I believe it read.
But I had to do my job. I stepped out of my hiding spot and tossed the paper ball back to the orphan. I quickly hid back behind the wall, and after a short time, Lewis tossed the paper ball back at me. This time, however, it was way too far for me to just stick my hand out. So I flipped over to that spot, tossed the ball back to Lewis, and flipped back over to my spot.
"Hey, what are you doing up here?" I heard Lewis ask, knowing he was asking me. He must've remembered who I am.
I started to coo like a pigeon to get Lewis to come closer. It was a trick I would play on my friends when I was little, but now it's very rare that I used it. I heard the ball drop to the ground, and I stopped cooing for a short moment. Lewis was right there in front of me when I got out of my hiding spot again. I grabbed the paper ball, placed it Lewis's hand, cooed again, and ran back to my hiding spot.
"Would you quit that please?" the blonde kid asked annoyingly. "I know you're not a pigeon!" Great, now I gotta act like a cop again.
I emerged from my hiding spot, ran behind Lewis, and placed my hand on his mouth.
"You're blowing my cover!" I exclaimed, looking all around me to see if anyone could hear us.
"But we're the only ones up here," Lewis said.
"That's just what they want you to think," I said, acting like a cop and grabbing the paper ball, this time uncrumbling it to look like a piece of paper again. "Now, enough moping. Take this back to the science fair and fix that memory scanner!" I started to push Lewis toward the door, but he only pushed me away.
"Get away from me!" Lewis said angrily, and I took my 'badge' out again.
"Maybe you've forgotten, I'm a time cop from the future. It should be taken very seriously." Ooooh shoot! Smart words, Will...smart words. Lewis took the 'badge' away from me and gave me a weird look.
"That's no badge. This is a coupon from a tanning salon!" He waved the coupon in my face. "You're a fake." Okay, Wilbur, it's truth time now. No more of this cop business.
"Okay, you got me," I admitted to the blonde inventor. "I'm not a cop. But I really am from the future, and there really is this Bowler Hat Guy."
"Ooh, not again!" Lewis exclaimed with dread, grabbing his backpack from the crate. I got in front of him again with a lot more enthusiasm.
"He stole the time machine, came to the science fair, and ruined your project!"
"My project didn't work because I'm not good," Lewis explained. Aww man, has the Bowler Hat Guy really given him this? "There is no Bowler Hat Guy, there is no time machine, and you're not from the future! You're CRAZY!" My mouth hung open at his last two words, and I admit, I did feel a little offended. When I didn't lie, I was very truthful, and this was one of those times.
"I am not crazy," I replied, making a slash motion with my hand.
"Oh yeah, Captain Time Travel?" Oh, how ironic; he called me my favorite televison show character. "Prove it!" I raised my hand up, but placed it on my neck when I realized I really didn't have a solution that would fit this time period. "Yeah, that's what I thought."
I continued to think of another solution, and I concluded that I had no choice but to show him the future, which, I will admit, brighten his mood up; the time period I live was a lot brighter than this period. So then I thought of a deal and smiled.
"I'll just go back into my room and hide under the covers for a couple years," I heard Lewis say as he opened the door back down to the orphanage. I ran over and shut the door really hard in order to get his attention. I really hope no one heard that.
"If I prove to you that I'm from the future, will you go back to the science fair?"
"Yeah, sure," Lewis answered, maybe a little sarcastically. "Whatever you say." I smiled as I started to excitedly push Lewis toward the side of the building.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go of me!"
"Okay," I said nonchalantly as I 'threw' Lewis over the side of the building toward the time machine. I thought I was a little physically harsh on him and decided to make up for it later. He continued to scream as I joined him and turned off the invisible cloak. Lewis calmed down a little bit after I started the time machine, and we took off toward the sky.
"What is this?" Lewis asked, freaking out. "Where are we going?"
"To...the future!" I answered excitedly as the time bubble formed. Before we knew it, we went in the bubble, and my home city was in sight.
