[ Alfons is practically sobbing when he arrives in Fake Central and seems to be in a great deal of distress. ]
Do you have ANY IDEA how much that cost, Ed--?! [ He's got milk all over him. Mostly in his hair, though. Someone threw it at him. Three guesses as to who. ]
--...
[ where did the kitchen go ]
[ what just happened ]
...Ed?
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Are you all right?
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I... yes? Where am I? [ Confused, he's so confused - and you look like him. Why do you look so similar. ]
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Fake Central. It's like the Central back home... only not.
[Glances around and then points at a sign]
I've already met one version of my brother who wasn't my brother.
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[ ...He doesn't even really know about your Central besides what Ed told him in stories. And he never honestly believed those in the first place. ]
Two versions? How does that work? How does all of this work? [ Cue in curiosity. ]
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[Never really thought about it, since the last place he was in was just as crazy.]
There's doubles and triples and I don't even. I've seen lots of versions of my brother around, but I don't think any of them are the Ed I actually know.
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He really needs to get back. Soon. He hasn't got much time... ]
That sounds--
[ --Wait a second, that name, your face, you can't be-- ]
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[A moment as he stares at Alfons, trying to place him. He kind of looks familiar, but...]
Did Brother and I meet you on our journey? I don't have a lot of memories of that time, so I'm really really sorry...
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