Your name is Maite Hirsch and you've just been kidnapped in the middle of dinner.
You've also been separated from Loki and rather unceremoniously shoved into a very unflattering outfit that proclaims you as "ANOMALY".
You have no idea what the fuck is going on, in short.
"I don't understand it - she's not a Variant, in fact, she's completely unique in the timeline, yet she creates Branches wherever she goes - and they stabilize so quickly we might actually have another war on our hands at some point. How is this anomaly even getting around?!"
This comes from someone wearing a very unflattering shade of beige and a 'TVA' stenciled on the breast of the suit jacket.
You get the feeling they're talking about you.
"Pardon," you knock on the glass wall of the holding cell (or at least, you assume that's what this is). "But what the fuck is this place?"
"Time Variance Agency," the … agent (?) answers absentmindedly. This does not answer any of your more pressing questions, but it does give you a spectacularly bad feeling and a hunch as to why Amy kept teleporting you all over the place instead of letting you settle down anywhere for longer than a few months.
"... And what do you do, exactly?"
"We preserve the Sacred Timeline."
... You're going to make a broad assumption that they mean Canon, with that.
"And you do that… how, exactly?"
"We prune Variants before they get… out of hand."
That sounds like a euphemism for very unpleasant things.
Your name is Maite Hirsch and you do not like the sound of that at all.
as an apology and 2 year anniversary present, a double update!
(y'all have no idea how badly the TVA messed up my planned plot I need to rewrite literally everything after this)
(marvel why)
