I do not own American Horror Story: Freakshow.

I doubt Ryan Murphy would even recognize it now.

Wherever You Are

From Here to There

1989

It was the year George H. W. Bush became President.

"Oh. Well. This should be interesting."

His wife looks like Mrs. Irving down the street.

Ooh, let's take her a pie!

The Stockton massacre.

"Did his name have to be Patrick? Come on."

The '49ers beat the Bengals in the Super Bowl.

Don't you think we're getting too old to be having a Super Bowl party?

I do not, Sister, thank you very much. Now let's start making dip!

The execution of Ted Bundy.

"'Bye, by, psycho. Hey, Patrick, we should have a party to celebrate."

The first woman bishop.

"Alright, Morning Cuppa listeners, let's chat about that, shall we? Women. We're happening!"

The first of twenty-four global satellites launched into orbit around the world.

"What do you think they're doing up there?"

"Watchin' us,man."

"How much coffee have you had this morning, Bernie?"

The lowest U.S. unemployment rate in over fifteen years.

"Looks like everybody's gettin' out and earnin', yeah. Way to go, America. Okay, next up . . ."

A ban on grapes and apples.

"So, like, fruit is bad for us now?"

"Okay, guess it's tacos and ice cream forever."

"Oh, I can totally do that."

Another space shuttle mission.

"Mommy, I wanna be a spaceman!"

"Patrick, our son's going to be a spaceman!"

"He can do it! He can do anything!"

More gun control.

"Yeah, like I was gonna need access to an assault weapon in my lifetime anyway."

"I don't know. Have you seen you in traffic?"

Exxon Valdez.

"Oh, those poor animals!"

The march on Washington against abortion.

"Why should the government tell me what I can and I can't do with my own body?"

"Well . . . I . . . don't .. . it's a matter of-"

"It's a matter of not the government's body, man!"

The Central Park Jogger.

"Oh my god. People are monsters. I'm staying home today. It's not safe out there."

Disney-MGM Studios.

"Pack up the car, Patrick! We're going to Orlando!"

Oliver North.

"Did you hear about the Iran-Contra Affair?"

"No. Do they live on our street?"

The Los Angeles Teachers' Strike.

"Remember when Annabel's teachers went on strike?"

"Yes. And then poor Martin right after."

The Menendez brothers.

Oh my god, Sister, I can't believe it!

Why not, Bette, we killed our mother.

That was a long time ago. We're better now.

The War on Drugs.

"You don't think he means, like, weed too, do you?"

"Calm down, Bernie. I don't think President Bush is comin' directly for your smoke."

And so much more they just kind of vaguely let flow around them in pursuit of their own lives.

"What's playing?"

"Hmm, let's see. I'm not sure. For four dollars, whatever it is, it better be good."

It was also the year of Michael Keaton's Batman.

"Okay, now that guy is cool!"

"Jimmy, darling, when did you start saying, 'cool'?'

Dead Poets Society.

It's okay, Sister, don't cry.

I . . . I . . . they . . .

Another Indiana Jones movie.

"Hey, Patrick, we gotta go! Remember our first date?"

"Yeah, we walked around for hours and shared fudge."

"Awww . . ."

Honey, I Shrunk The Kids.

"Mommy, look, that dog is huge!"

When Harry Met Sally.

"Hey, Patrick want to have sandwiches for supper?"

"Sure. Why?"

Field of Dreams.

I'll never play baseball with my father. Ah hell.

"Jimmy, are you okay?"

Born on the Fourth of July.

I know those guys. I remember feeding them sandwiches.

Uncle Buck.

"I can't tell if I hate him or not, Patrick."

"He means well. He cares."

And so many others, that, well, not all of them could possibly be good.

"Is Free-Base Heroin Man in a movie with Froderick Fronkensteen?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Uh, okay.

Things were 'gnarly' and 'grody' now instead of 'far out' and or a 'drag'.

The neons and sparkly golds were fading out a little . . .

"What is that?"

"A windbreaker."

. . . even though the hair and makeup were just as fabulous and flared as ever.

"It's a what?"

"Word processor."

Powerpoint, Word, and Excel were a new technology thing.

Along with the Nintendo GameBoy.

A gallon of fuel could cost upwards of a whole, entire dollar.

While milk could be . . .

"I think we might need to buy a cow."

"Patrick, do I look like a farmer to you?"

"I don't know. I don't know any farmers."

"Think Petticoat Junction."

"Oh. That'd be okay."

"Oh shut up."

. . . two.

The government decided not to raise the minimum wage above three thirty-five per hour, much to the dismay of people . . .

"So, basically, you have to work for almost an hour to be able to afford a gallon of milk? Seriously, let's talk about this, people . . ."

. . . who had bills to pay.

"I mean, come on, I think I'm gonna get taxed for drinking water next. It's insane."

And the kid who would eventually grow up to play Harry Potter became one of the five plus billion people in the world.

Even though nobody except his family was probably very interested in him yet.

And as far as music went . . .

". . . here waiting for you . . ."

. . . Annabel was aswim in a veritable sea of Richard Marx . . .

". . . prayer . . . no one else can take me there . . ."

. . . Madonna . . .

". . . and me, in paradise . . ."

. . . Phil Collins . . .

". . . and you'd stay . . ."

. . . and Cher.

Along with the new and subjectively-opinionated sounds of . . .

". . . rain that is always fallin' . . ."

. . . Milli Vanilli . . .

". . . the jam, pump it up . . ."

. . . Technotronic . . .

". . . bust a move . . ."

. . . and Young MC.

"What was that?"

"I'm not sure yet. I'll let you know when I figure it out."

Additionally, Bobby Brown declared 'it' was his prerogative.

Chicago looked away.

Poison sang about thorny roses.

Paula Abdul wanted to be straight up told about her partner's long term or not so much long term intentions.

And someone was missed much by Janet Jackson.

People still settled down in front of their televisions at night to watch The Cosby Show.

And the Golden Girls.

Some new show about nothing.

And it was also the last year Little Jimmy Anderson would be in the sole care and comfort of his loved ones.

"Mommy, Sam wants to go to Toys 'R Us."

"Oh, does he?"

"Yeah. He says he wants a new Ninja Turtles toy."

"'Cause he's such a Donatello fan, right?"

"Raphael."

"Uh, huh."

Before starting kindergarten.

Patty had an emergency hysterectomy.

Oh, poor thing, let's take her a casserole.

And a pie.

While George's new wife had their baby.

"Oh my god, he's forty-three! That's so old!"

"I'll be forty-three one day."

"In nine years, Patrick! And I'll be thirty-eight! And I won't be having a baby at that time either."

"You never know."

". . ."

It was the year Patrick, Mr. We-Don't-Know-Annabel-We-Might-Be-Having-A-Baby-When-We're-Old, got a chance to take training courses in hotel management.

And Annabel, Radio-DJ-And-Woman-Who-Once-Saw-Bowie-At-A-Seven-Eleven-I-Swear, found them a bigger house to rent.

"But what are we going to do with all this extra space?"

Three whole bedrooms and two baths . . .

"I'm not risking getting sick again with only one bathroom, Patrick. We are moving up in the world in regard to central plumbing, baby."

"Yeah. Yeah, I guess you're right."

. . . as well as a double carport.

And a chain-link . . .

"Okay, Sam. Go crazy."

. . . fence.

It was the year Annabel bought Patrick a second-hand Yamaha XT250 motorcycle.

"Look at us, darling!"

"We're finally motorcycle mamas!"

And promptly started taking his various family members . . .

"Faster, Patrick!"

"Come on, darling, we only live once!"

. . . for easy, non hot-rodding . . .

I wonder what happened to my bike. I forgot all about that. She was a real sweet ride. Huh.

. . . rides up and down their residential streets.

So many good things.

"- Daddy, see?! Mommy, look!"

"We see you, Jimmy!"

"You're riding your bike all by yourself!"

And, as life goes . . .

"Oh, dear, Reagan's having brain surgery!"

. . . sometimes not so good things.

"No! Oh my, I wonder if not being president anymore did it to him."

But all in all, it was . . .

"Hey, Daddy!"

. . . just life . . .

"Little Jimmy's lost his first baby tooth!"

. . . as life . . .

"Hey, that's great Annabel! You gonna save 'em?"

. . . had always . . .

"What?"

. . . been.

Which would be . . .

"Jimmy? Where is Paul?"

. . . the last time . . .

"Who?"

. . . it would be . . .

"You know, the little English man with the finger-arms?"

. . . for the Walkers and the Andersons . . .

"Uh, Bette-"

. . . maybe . . .

"Sister?"

. . . forever.

Okay, so this is just a littler fun chapter to bridge the span between the previous story arc and this final story arc we will be beginning next.

Yep, you heard me, gentle readers. And it's gonna be total AHS, believe you me. (We say that here; do you?)

Additionally, the bike Patrick got is the same bike John Rambo stole in the first movie. Which by the way if you look the scene up on YouTube is where they got the Bucky steals the bike scene in Captain America: Civil War and i still haven't recovered from that little joy-gasm today. Please somebody ask Sebastian Stan if he knows. He must, he simply must.

Uh . . . where was I?

Ah yes!

Thanks to brigid1318 and midnightrebellion86 for reviewing! :D