A Perfect World: Sunday
Jubilee rolls on the bed, trying to find a cold spot on her pillow so that inclination to wake up will disappear.
She rolls to her left, only to plop herself on Tim's pillows.
She weakly opens her eyes to see that her husband is out of bed. Although Jubilee would like to get up and kiss her husband for last night, it's Sunday and the kids aren't home so she figures she can get a few extra winks…
Out in the living room, Tim has the TV set on TNT, where he realizes something about this world…
"Well, I guess this proves that this world can't make everything good. Even in a perfect world, 'Mortal Kombat: Annihilation' still reeks." Tim says as he watches the final battle between Lui Kang and Shao Khan.
"Why the writer's didn't realize that Animalities were a stupid concept I'll never know…" Tim thinks to himself as the phone begins to ring.
Without consciously realizing it, Tim vaults over the couch and runs to the phone.
"Hello, Drake residence."
"Hey Tim, no need to be so formal! It's just me, Bart." Bart said, and it was freaky to Tim to hear Bart so old and mature.
"Oh… hey, Bart. What can I do for you?"
"Actually, it should be what can I do for you? I've got your car all fixed up. Tim, you dog, I still can't believe you got a convertible, and you didn't even buy it from my dealership!"
"Well, that's because I know you too well!" Tim laughs as Bart reluctantly laughs also.
"Well, it's all ready, so you can come by anytime to pick it up."
"Alright, I'll see you at the car dealership then!" Tim said as he hung up the phone.
Tim walks back to the couch to see Liu Kang doing a back flip to defeat Shao Khan.
"Y'know, if they just would've toned down some of the special effects, went easy on the improbable fighting maneuvers and not done such a horrible job on certain plot points, this could've been a great movie…" Tim thinks as he starts flipping through the channels once again.
As he's doing this, Jubes hands come up from behind and cover his eyes. Tim almost grabbed her hand and flipped her over the couch, when she said,
"Guess who?" and Tim recognized her voice, stopping his attack.
"*Whew* Barely stopped myself. For once in my life, I wish I never learned all of Bruce's moves…" Tim thinks to himself, as he grabs her hand and kisses it.
"Growl, you're more affectionate than you have been in a while! I like you this way." Jubilee said as she winked down at him.
"Well… I happen to think you put something in that beef and broccoli that's making me act this way." Tim said.
In reality, he wasn't sure why he was acting like this. It's just that when he looks at her, it makes his heart flutter, and he wants to show his affection.
Maybe it's because finally he doesn't have the big bad bat lording all over his life, intruding on every facet of it, like it did with Ariana, or Stephanie…
But, even then, it wasn't quite that at all. He didn't feel this way about Ari, Steph, Lynx… okay, definitely not Lynx; she's a psychopath, or any of the others.
And well, there was last night too…
"So, have you had anything for breakfast?" Jubilee said as she ran her fingers through his hair.
"Nah. I was waiting for you to get up and then I'd make breakfast."
"Well, if you'll do that, I'm going to take a quick bath." Jubilee said as she ran her hand across his back and then headed back down the hall into the bedroom.
"Well," Tim thinks, "I'd better get breakfast started."
So Tim stands up, heads towards the kitchen, and opens the refrigerator door.
Tim plainly looks around and grabs about five eggs, brings out a green onion, a regular onion, and some cheese.
"I think it's time for the Drake Omelet to be made!" Tim thinks as he smiles to himself.
He kneels down into the drawer and looks to find a frying pan. Once he finds it and brings it up, he then brings out a slicing table.
One by one, Tim cracks the eggs and pours out the content into the frying pan. Tim turns the burner on and then starts pouring some shredded cheese on the Eggs. His hand darts into the drawer beneath him and he brings out a spatula.
As the pan begins to heat up, Tim starts slicing the Green and regular onion into tiny bits.
As the eggs and cheese begin to melt, pop and sizzle, Tim pours the rest of the ingredients into the pan and begins to stir.
Every once in a while he adds more cheese and starts breaking the omelet up and checking to make sure everything looks done.
Tim gets absorbed in his duties, until he finally looks down and it looks like his Mother used to make it.
"Ah, now this should be good…" Tim thinks to himself as he looks up to see Jubilee's shadow coming down the hall.
"Voila! The Drake Omelet is done!" He said jokingly as Jubilee (who was wearing a t-shirt and jean shorts) walked up to the countertop.
"Smells wonderful!" Jubilee said as she took a deep whiff of the omelet.
"If you'll get the plates Hon, I'll start dividing it into equal parts." Tim says as he takes the spatula and starts dividing the Omelet into two sections. Tim isn't sure how much she would want, so his side got the bigger portion of the Omelet.
When Jubilee came back with the plates, she noticed this.
"Tim, you dog, trying to give yourself the bigger portion, huh?"
"Well…" Tim says as his eyes rolled to the right. Jubilee caressed the hand holding the spatula and then gently moved some of the omelet to her side making the amount equal.
"I didn't fall in love with your omelet's to just let you have bigger half." Jubilee said with a wink as Tim scooped her portion of the Omelet onto her plate.
Jubilee walked into the dining room and he couldn't take his eyes off of her back.
Tim almost wanted to slap himself for staring at her.
"Get those thoughts outta your head, Tim, this isn't a pleasure trip." He thinks as he scoops his half onto his plate and makes his way to the table.
As Tim starts to dig into the omelet, Jubes asks,
"Tim, I meant to ask, but I thought I heard the phone ring. Was it anything important or a solicitor?"
"Nah, it was Bart, he told me that the Capri was done. I was thinking after we eat, we could head up and pick it up."
"Okay. Oh, and Father DePaolo is back from his pilgrimage to Sri Lanka, so today's Mass should be better now that he's returned."
"Father DePaolo? Where have I heard that name before…" Tim thinks to himself as he inhales more of the omelet.
Before he knows it, he's finished. And worse yet, he's still hungry.
"Dang, I should've thrown more eggs in…" Tim thinks to himself as he gets up from the table.
"Jubes, I'm going to go change. Once I get back, we can head over to Bart's, okay?"
Jubilee nods her head as she scarfs down her portion of the omelet.
Tim makes his way down to the hall to the bedroom. Tim took out a gray short-sleeved shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He took off his white T-shirt and bed shorts and got dressed. He also grabbed his Cell-Phone, which was sitting on the dresser.
Tim quickly went into the bathroom and combed his hair to make sure he looked nice.
Tim strolled out of the bedroom back to Jubes, who was waiting for him on the couch.
"You look nice."
"Glad to hear that, as I feel nice too." Tim said with a smile. Jubes just winked at him and she got up from the couch.
"Do you want to drive the Focus or should I?"
"Ah, why don't you drive. That way we don't have to switch seats once we get there." But of course, Tim lied when he said that. He really wanted her to drive so he could look out of the window, try to remember and memorize where his house was.
"I'll drive, but don't expect me to just wait in the car, I need to pay Bart my respects." Jubilee said as she cracked her knuckles.
"Uh-oh Bart, looks like Jubilee is on the warpath…" Tim thinks to himself as he opens the door for his 'wife'.
They walk to the car, and after Jubilee unlocks the doors with her keypad, they both enter.
Jubilee starts up the engine and begins to back out. As she does, the radio-station kicks in with…
"Welcome back listener's to SRX 103; Gotham Radio. This is Kool Kent O'Connel here, bring you another 50 minutes of the best music from yesteryear and today."
Tim begins to laugh as Jubilee gives him a funny look.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh… nothing." Tim says with a smile. He can recognize the voice immediately, if not by his name. The radio personality was Kon-El. Tim thinks about how funny it is that Kon would be a Radio DJ, but it actually makes sense…
"Remind me to pay Kent respect too next time we see him…" Jube says and Tim let's out another laugh.
"And now, we'll start the music. For those of you who love older music, you probably know this song, or at least know the band… here's Three Dog Night." And as the music began playing, Tim knew the song instantly.
"Old Fashioned Love Song." And couldn't help but sing a little bit.
"Just an old fashioned love song, playing on the radio…
And wrapped around the music,
Is a sound of someone promising they'll never go…"
Jubilee smiled to herself and thought that Tim was finally acting more like his old self.
The song continued on, and as Jubilee reached for the AC switch to turn down the air conditioner a notch, Tim gently grabbed her hand.
"Come on, sing with me." Tim said with a smile.
"If it'll make you happy." Jubes said as she joined in on the middle of the song, before it becomes nearly all chorus.
"Just an old song, coming down…
Just an old song… one I'm sure they wrote for you and me…"
And this continued on, till the song ended, and Tim smiled at Jubilee.
"I love that slightly corny love song. Y'know, you almost have to wonder if they didn't just write that for just you and me."
"In this world, you never know." And that threw Tim for a loop, as she didn't know she was kidding or if Benny would make it so that they DID write it for them.
"Nah, that's a ludicrous thought…" Tim thought to himself to get the idea out of his head…
Jubilee on the other hand thought,
"If only today wasn't Sunday… and we didn't have to go to Mass…" as she other thoughts entered her mind.
Other songs played, like Steppenwolf's "Magic Carpet Ride", Tom Jones with James Dean Bradfield "I'm left, you're right, she's gone" and Golden Earring's " Radar Love".
Then, they pulled into Bart's Ford Center and parked.
"Well, I'm going to find Bart…" Tim said as he got out of the car.
"HEY! Wait for me!" Jubilee said as she zipped out of the car to his side.
"Hoo-boy, I can only hope she goes easy on Bart…" but Tim's thoughts are alleved as a Hispanic man wearing a greased t-shirt and pants notice them and starts running up to them.
"Hey Tim, hey Jubes!"
"Hey Angelo! How are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine. Hey Tim, you're car should be working fine now. Just had some problems in the engine, nothing really bad."
"Uh, thanks… Angelo. Can you tell me where to find Bart?"
"Oh yeah, he's inside in his office." Angelo said as Tim nods in agreement. Tim starts heading inside and as much as Jubes wants to follow, she stands outside to talk with her old friend.
"So, how's Monet doing?"
"Oh fine, and the baby's doing alright…"
And Tim meanwhile has made it inside and sees Bart's office.
"You here, Bart?" and as Tim peeks his head into the office, he sees Bart looking over some paper's.
"Hey Tim! All I need for you to do is sign a few of these papers, and then you can be on your way!"
"Okay, but how much will it cost?"
"For you, my man, 50 bucks even. Wasn't that big of a problem, just needed to clean out some fluids in the engine…"
"Alrighty. And Bart, you might want to take an early lunch-break, as Jubilee is on the warpath for what happened on Friday." Tim said hoping that Bart was one of the 'friends' he was out with that night.
"Aww, come on man! It wasn't my idea; it was Kent's! Besides, you agreed to it!"
"Oh, is that so? Then how come I can't remember it?" And Bart's face flushes and his eyes dart from the left to the right.
"Um… ah, you had one too many Cokes with Henessy?"
"Uh-huh. Right." Tim says as he reaches into this back pocket to grab his wallet. Tim's kinda weirded out by that, as he doesn't remember grabbing his wallet and putting it into his pants.
"Did this world put the wallet into my back pocket because I forgot about it? I don't even wanna think about it…" and Tim looks inside to see he has exactly 50 dollars.
"Here you go."
"Thanks. I'll have one of my drivers bring up the Capri for you…" Bart says as he dials a number as Tim walks out of Bart's office.
Tim walks out to see Jubilee wave good by to Angelo and walks up to her.
"So, how much did it cost?"
"Only 50 bucks."
"Thank goodness, I was afraid Bart would bleed this for all it's worth."
"Ah, Bart wouldn't do that…" Tim started to protest as he saw a green convertible, with the top down, drive up to him and the driver got out.
"You Tim Drake?"
"Yep, that's me. Thanks." Tim said as he circled the car and got into the front seat.
Tim now could at least survey the city to look around. It would be interesting to see how this version of 'Gotham City' looked like.
"Say Jubes, I'm just gonna take a test drive, see how the car runs and also get gas, okay?"
"Fine by me, but remember that there's a chance of rain today and we've got to go to Church at 5:00."
"Okay, I'll see you later!" Tim says as he revs the car, gearshifts, and then is on his way.
Tim is still in the little suburb of Gotham and it surprises him by how clean and nice it is. No suburb he's ever seen in Gotham has looked this nice.
But then Tim gets on the turnpike and he can see the outskirts of Gotham. If Tim didn't have to have one hand on the wheel and the other on the shift, he would've rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
It was still Gotham City… but it was almost like it had an aura of light around it. The old Gotham City looked like it's reputation… dark, moody, and dangerous.
And that was during the daytime.
But now, it looked like San Francisco, Metropolis or even New York… where it honestly looked safe during the day.
Tim was half-inclined to pinch himself, but he saw the exit he was looking for, 'Franklin Boulevard' and pulled off.
Tim took a right and headed for the business district.
There he looked at the streets and it's people.
Clean. Squeaky clean, in fact.
No bums of any kind that he could see. And then he pulled up to what should be the Wayne Enterprises building to see Drake/Wayne Enterprises instead.
"This… this is where I work?!?" Tim said to himself in an astonished voice. He was half-tempted to go in there now, but he'd be coming in tomorrow anyway, so might as well just wait.
Tim drove forward, checking out every corner of Gotham City, and then stopped for Gas.
As he was gassing up, Tim wondered what time it was, and got a sudden inclination to look at his watch.
"Waitaminute, I KNOW I didn't bring a watch with me…" but when Tim looks at his right wrist, there it is. The time was 3:45.
"Hoo-boy, better hustle…" Tim said as he put his gas card into the teller beside the gas tank and paid for the gas outside.
Tim hopped into his Capri and drove off for home. As he drove home, he saw the clouds gathering for a storm.
Tim arrived home around 4:10 and before he got inside, put the top on his car, so that if it did start raining, it wouldn't ruin the leather seats.
Tim waltzed in and Jubes had an annoyed look on her face.
"Where have you been? I've been wondering where you were! I tried calling you…" Jubilee said as Tim looks down to his Cell-Phone and notices that he never turned it on.
"Sorry Jubes, I guess I forgot to turn it on. I was just enjoying having my own car again…" Tim said, slightly relieved at the fact that if she did call, this world didn't automatically cause his phone to turn on and start ringing, he's had enough freaky stuff happen today…
"Oh well, is that what you're wearing to Church?"
"Yep."
"Okay, I'm going to take a quick shower and then get into my clothes and we can go…" and Tim almost said that he'd be glad to help her wash, but once again, he stopped himself.
"Come on Tim, don't become like all the other men out there, keep those hormones in check…" he thought. Funny, although he was supposedly 34, he still had those 16-year-old urges.
Then, it would've been wrong to indulge in them, whether legally or morally, but he had no such compunctions now. And he was still trying to get used to that fact.
Tim plopped himself down on the couch.
This was so strange, to be in this type of situation. It was like every time Tim would start to get comfortable, something would happen to put him on his guard again.
Tim sighed. He just decided to think about nothing, let his mind go blank for a few minutes. But as he did that, he saw a few images pop into his head, like one of Jubilee wearing a yellow trench coat trying to find Robin, as they were battling. He didn't remember them, but he knew these had to be real. They played out like a movie reel…
I was up on a higher level and Jubilee was scouring the lower portion.
"Come on, where'd you go? I know I can win this thing… if I can just find him."
I smirked. If she only knew I was trained by someone, who if he doesn't want to be found, well… you don't find him. That was one of the few lessons I took to heart.
I hooked my cape on a prop and Jubilee bought the diversion.
"There you are!"
And much to her surprise, I swooped down from behind on a hook and tied her with a batarang, which won me the fight.
"HEY! That was your cape! You tricked me!"
"I had a heck of a teacher." I said with a smirk on my face.
"But… but I didn't even… oh, I can't believe this!"
"You okay? Not too tight, is it?" I asked. It's hard to judge how hard to throw these things at times, if you don't get enough force, you they don't wrap or they're easy to worm out of… and as much as I didn't want to hurt her, I couldn't loose.
"No, it's just… I lost. You didn't even have to land a punch. That's so lame." I remember thinking about how I didn't even want to punch you. Heck, I wanted to avoid it, as… I liked you.
"God, no! I was never planning to hit you."
"You weren't? That's… sweet. Um, you are planning on untying me though, right, handsome?"
Like you had to ask.
"Since you put it that way…" I said as I began to untie you…
And Tim begins why he hasn't ever remembered these things before. This is what Benny was talking about, wasn't it, when he mentioned repressed memories?
But before Tim could think on it anymore, Jubilee interrupted his thoughts.
"I'm ready. I think we should bring our raincoats, just in case it does rain. Oh, your parents are gonna drop off the kids here sometime after we get back from church."
Tim nods in agreement. They walk over to the closet and take out to rain coats and head out the door.
Since the kids aren't with them and he still has the keys, Tim heads over to the convertible, unlocks Jubes door and then enters through his own.
"Well, at least this week's mass at St. Anscom's Church is going to be interesting…"
"Where have I heard that name before…" Tim thinks to himself as he remembers the location of the church. It's in the East section of Manchester.
Tim stayed quiet most of the trip, as the name just kept nagging at him.
"I think it involved the Huntress…" Tim thinks as they pull up to the Church.
"Hustle, Tim, Hustle, we don't want to loose our normal seats!" Jubilee said as she frantically got out of the car.
Tim was right beside her, and the Church was very familiar.
The Drakes worked their way into the Church, dipped their hands into Holy Water and sat down in the East Section of the Church.
Just as their sitting down, the music starts and everyone stands.
It's here that Tim sees the Father.
Even though he's some 30 years older, his brown hair graying, and a beard, Tim recognizes him.
Father Daniel DePaolo alias Deathangel.
Now it all made sense. He had visited this church during that whole Deathangel fiasco with the Huntress. Mandy Paul, who was Daniel's sister, was making a play for power in the Gotham Underworld.
She had been using him for alibi's, against his will. Finally cracking, he used an old comic he and Huntress worked on as kids to become the character, trying to bump off Mandy for all the crimes she had committed.
"Tim, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Tim said.
Tim didn't know what to think, but as Father DePaolo began the mass, it looked like he was happy. Benny did say all the people in his life would be happy, and since neither Robin nor Batman ever existed here, Daniel's family must've been spared the sordid lifestyle of the 'real world' and the Deathangel affair never happened.
Mass continued on, and Tim couldn't help but notice how calm and spiritual Daniel seemed to be. Once again, this world had shocked him and he started to wonder about other criminals he once faced off against.
"If this guy was given a normal life, then what about Cluemaster? The General? Or even the Joker?" and with that thought, a chill ran through Tim. A normal sane Joker freaked Tim out even more than the thought of a normal Bruce Wayne. All Tim knew was that he'd be avoiding any comedy clubs for the time being…
At one point, someone said 'Give praise to God' and Tim couldn't help but think,
"Sorry Benny, but if by God you mean 'you', that ain't happening. I appreciate what you've done, but still…"
Then Communion began. Tim and Jubilee got up and received the Sacraments.
After that, a prayer was said and they were released.
As Tim walked out of the door, Father DePaolo was outside, shaking the hands of leaving parishioners.
"Tim! How are you doing?" DePaolo said as he grabbed Tim's hand.
"Oh… fine. How are you?"
"I'm doing fine. I'm glad to be home though, to see familiar faces."
Jubilee then came up and shook his hand.
"Father, how was the trip?"
"It was really good. I helped enlighten a few people about God and his teachings, help them truly believe in their faith, and tried to help build up their villages, it's so heartwarming to see these villages finally getting decent treatment and money from their governments. It seems like the rest of the world is catching up to us, now."
"I'm glad it went well Father, catch you at next weeks mass!" Jubilee said as we walked hand in hand back to the car.
"Babe, you know, I'm just thinking we should stop and pick something up at McDonald's. I'm not really in the mood to cook, and the kids have been begging to get those Transforming Food toys that are being packaged this week…"
"That sounds fine with me, but I think you'll have to pay for it, I only had the fifty dollar bill."
"Are you sure? I thought you had more than that?" Jubilee said as Tim looked at her with certainty.
Tim knew he only had that fifty, there was nothing else.
"Okay, I'll check, but I'm pretty sure that…" he said as he became shocked when he opened it up.
Inside Tim's wallet was 3 twenty-dollar bills. He couldn't believe it.
"Well?"
"Um, I guess I do. I have 60 bucks."
"Great, let's shove off for McDonald's infested water!" Jubes jokingly said as she got into the Capri.
Tim did so too, although he couldn't find anything to say.
The drive was slow, because when they left the Church it started raining, and Tim didn't feel like talking, so he turned on the radio.
It was playing 'China Groove' by the Doobie Brother's and Tim was just trying to forget how creeped out he was.
It was then that he and Jubes spotted a McDonald's and pulled into the drive-thru.
Tim ordered two #5's and then two Happy Meals, which would be enough to satiate him and his family, and then gave the female cashier a 20 to pay for it.
They were waiting for the car in front to pull up, when Jubilee asks,
"Tim, something's bothering you, I know it. What's wrong?"
"What's wrong," Tim thinks, "What's wrong is the world seems to make everything perfect or correct things if I don't have them and that creeps me out. And I wonder if it's just with inanimate stuff like watches and wallets…"
Tim looks at Jubilee and is almost tempted to say what he just thought out loud, to see her reaction.
Note the word, almost.
Instead, Tim says,
"I've just a bit of a headache. I just don't like driving in the rain, especially at this time of day."
"Tell you what, howabout when we get home and after the kids go to sleep, you let me give you a massage and see if that can't help relax you."
"It's a deal." Tim said, as the car in front pulled out and Tim pulled forward.
After all the food and drinks were given to them, Tim and Jubilee were on their way home.
About 10 minutes later, they pull into their driveway right besides Tim's Parents van.
"Hey, hey, we're back!" Tim says as he opens the door, holding the bag containing his and Jubes food, as well as two Happy Meals.
"Daddy!" Suzie said as she rushed towards Tim.
"Darling! Look what we got for you and your big sister." Tim said as he handed her both of the meals. Jubilee walked by holding all of the drinks and went into the Kitchen.
Suzie rushed back to the kitchen where Jack and Janet walked out to greet their son and daughter-in-law.
"Hey, where's our meals?" Jack said as Tim's face turns white. Tim had completely forgotten about his parents.
"Uh, ah…" Tim said as he struggled to come up with a reason…
"Don't worry Tim, I'm joking. Your mother and I are going to leave to grab dinner ourselves."
"Oh really? How were the kids, did they behave?"
"Oh yes, they were darlings. Wish they could've stayed one more day, but tomorrow's a school day… and they need their rest."
"Couldn't agree more. Call us sometime this week, okay?" Tim said as he hugged his Mom.
"We sure will. Bye Suzie, bye Steph! And keep up the good work Jubilee, Tim's in better shape than he was when he lived with us!"
"Hey, I have to have some type of goal in life, don't I? Have a good week!" Jubes said as Janet and Jack Drake walk out of the door.
Tim breathed a sigh of relief. He was home now, and it seems that at least here, things are normal…
Tim, Jubilee and the girls all eat their dinner, and Suzie is happy that she has the toy 'Fry-Borg' and Steph just loves her 'Shake-Bot'. Tim notices that the burger tastes pretty good, but he isn't sure whether or not the world causes it to the that way, till he has a burger he cooks himself or one in a restaurant.
The next few hours pass, as the girls subject their parents to Power Ranger's Time Force: The Movie.
"Whose idea was it to buy this movie, anyway?" Tim whispered to Jubilee.
"I believe it was yours. Besides, you have no willpower when the girls start begging for stuff like this." And effortlessly, Tim was shot down.
And after the hour and a half of torture, Tim leads the girls to their room, for bedtime.
"Daddy, would you read us a story?" Steph asked in a soft innocent tone.
How could Tim resist? He couldn't, but it wasn't like he was even trying…
Then, he found the perfect book to induce the desired affect of sleepy-time…
"Howabout issue 48 of Alan Moore's Supreme?" and the girls shook their heads.
And while reading page 8…
"So Supreme said, 'Of course. If we can project our awareness this far, so could other beings. Not only humans, but beings from other worlds or times. Anywhere consciousness reaches, basically. There are those creatures native to this space, made wholly of ideas.'" Tim said as he quickly looked up to see both girl's out like a light.
Alan Moore's psychobabble strikes again.
"God Bless you, Alan Moore." Tim thinks as he closes the comic and puts it away.
Tim quietly backs out of their room and closes the door. Tim then walks into his bedroom where Jubilee is lying in bed in her pajamas.
"They asleep?"
"Out like a light." Tim said as he began to get undressed. He had put on his bedroom shorts when Jubilee patted the bed.
"It's best to remain topless when I give you the massage."
"Y-yeah." Tim said in agreement as he lay down face-first on the bed. Jubilee grabbed his shoulders and started to rub.
"How does that feel?"
"It feels good… real good." Tim said as his muscles started to loosen up.
It was in this light that he loved this place. Finally free of tension, to have someone he'll know will never leave, to know that he'll be able to come home to a beautiful wife and kids.
But then he starts thinking about how if he forgets anything, the world seems to 'correct it' for him. He wonders, in what other respects could that work?
Then he remembers Mortal Kombat Annihilation. If this world could fix Father DePaolo's life, why did that movie still blow?
And then there's tomorrow and his first day at Drake/Wayne…
"Jeez, you're tensing up again!"
"Sorry babe, I guess I'm more troubled than I thought."
"Well, I'll take care of that." Jubilee said as she kissed his neck, rubbing his arms and then working down the spine.
Through it all, Tim thinks, what will Monday bring?
To Be Continued…