I awoke a bit later to an unfamiliar scent hanging in the air. What could that be?
I stood up carefully and clutched my forehead. The fall from seeing that bright white light had done my eyesight in pretty good. But nonetheless, I stammered through the hallway once again and moved to where my computer was sitting.
CA: Okay meu, this is wvhere I start building up your hivwe and then we stop talking for a wvhile.
CA: So I'm gonna get your hivwe up all the gates and then, wvell I don't know after that.
CA: But this wvas nice.
AC: (^・ω・^) IT WAS PURNUS! WE SHOULD DEFINITELY HANG OUT SOME TIME.
AC: (^・X・^) BUT ONLY IF MEW WANT. I WOULDN'T WANT TO FURCE ANYTHING ON YOU.
CA: nawv, it's cool. But maybe. Anyways, I gotta run. Got some of my own game entering to do.
AC: (^・ω・^) OKAY! WELL GOOD LUCK.
CA: you too. And do me and you both a favwor, steer clear of Kurloz for a bit okay?
CA: he's kind of a wvreck right now. And I don't think hearing from his ex he mutilated would be good.
AC: (^・X・^) OKAY. THANKS FUR THE ADVICE.
CA: no problem. See you around.
captanicalArtist[CA] ceased trolling adorableCatscratch[AC].
Well, that was that. I guess it was time to play around with the alchemizing and such.
I spent nearly four hours going back and forth, figuring out how to make dowels and punch cards and alchemize. By the time I was finished, I had racked up a massive pile of flops, sick gear, and clothes cuter than the face of a meowbeast! My lusus sprite had dozed off while I was doing this, so I took into account that I would have to make dinner that night. I sighed and tried on my favorite clothing creation, a black dress with the leo sign spread from one end to the next on the top, and green fringe around the bottom aswell as a bit of a poof to boot. I slipped on the matching old style black thigh high converse, and smiled to myself.
As I trailed down the stairs, I also snatched a fingerless computer glove I had alchemized. I checked my messages, but for now, there were none. I stopped in the kitchen and started to get out the ingredients for tonight's dinner when I, weirdly enough, got a message from myself.
Future adorableCatscratch[FAC] began trolling present adorableCatscratch[AC].
FAC: (^・x・^) MEULIN YOU'VE GOT TO LISTEN TO ME!
AC: (^・?・^) UM, OKAY FUTURE ME. WHAT IS IT?
FAC: (^・x・^) WHATEFUR YOU DO, AND I MEAN WHATEFUR YOU FUCKING DO, DON'T TRY TO GO BACK IN TIME.
AC: (^・x・^) WHY THE FURK WOULD I DO THAT? THAT'S PURRPOSTEROUS.
FAC: (^-x-^) JUST TAKE MY WORD FUR IT. DON'T DO IT.
AC: (^・x・^) WHY? WHAT DID WE DO?
FAC: (^-x-^) SINCE I'M AN ALT UNIVERSE YOU, I GUESS I CAN TELL YOU. BUT DON'T DO IT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES.
FAC: (^.X.^=) NOT THAT YOU COULD, SINCE DAMARA'S FUTURE SELF IS ALSO WARNING HER NOW.
FAC: (^・x・^) BUT ANYWAYS! SEE YOU'RE GOING TO GET THIS IDEA AFTER MARMAR GOES GOD TIER TO GO BACK IN TIME AND, WELL, BLUH I DON'T WANNA EXPLAIN.
FAC: (^・x・^) JUST, WHEN DAMARA GETS GOD TIER, DON'T HATCH UP THAT PLAN. YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO DO IT ANYWAYS BUT JUST PUSH IT OUT OF YOUR SKULL.
AC: (^.x.^) BUT I WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPURNED!
FAC: (^・x・^) NOPE. WE'RE NOT GOING THERE. YOU'LL GET THE MEMORIES IN YOUR DREAMS, I'M GOING NOW I'M FADING AWAY INTO PARADOX SPACE.
FAC: (^-x-^) IMA SAY THIS ONE MORE TIME MEULIN. DON'T FUCKING DO IT.
Future adorableCatscratch[AC]'s computer was obliterated by paradox space.
"Oh, what did I do?" I asked myself. I knew I wouldn't hear it, but it was still a modern comfort to speak as if I could hear. I tried going back to making dinner to take my mind off of it, but I couldn't shake the thought. What did I do, or try to do, in an alternate universe?