Stark Industries; Sunday [ 04/01 ].

[geewhizfellas]

Butters was feeling pretty gosh darn relieved that he didn't have any crazy kids from possible futures showing up, knowing perfectly well that he dodged a lot of bullets with that one (and, admittedly, there was at least one disappointment that there wasn't a little Kardasian running around calling him Dad or anything like that). He was pretty

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[nookielantern]

Maaaaybe Derek inherited more from his mom than fae/human genetics were really supposed to have let him, and he could sniff out people who were A Little Bicurious from a mile away.

Maybe he just had his own mutant --- whoops, wrong universe -- metahuman ability to sense when somebody in his vicinity was wearing a bitchin' cowboy hat.

Maybe he read the word 'Stark' and made entirely incorrect assumptions about what sort of industries those might be.

The point is, there was a door, and he was on the outside of it, and then he wasn't, and then "Heeeeeeeey. How YOU doin'? Nice ...hat."

[geewhizfellas]

Butters looked up from where the Futuristic Cowboy Cattle Train was about to go off the bridge, aka the counter, in a fiery blaze after just being thrown off the tracks by the Brave Hero, aka him, to prevent it from running over the Tragic Sexbot with the Heart of Gold Literally, aka a screwdriver, when the door open and someone came in and complimented his hat.

And Butters's day was made, just like that. And the fact that there might be a customer, and he never got customers!

"Aww, well, shucks, this old thing?" He gave the hat a little tip. "Much obliged, there, pardner, that's awful kind of you to say so. What brings you 'round to these here parts, and how can I help you?"

[nookielantern]

"A portal brought me, but I think the real question here is--" One good tip of the hat deserves another. "--how can I help you?"

You can take the guy campaigning for Student Body President out of Fandom, but you can't take.... okay, no, you really couldn't take him out of Fandom, apparently. All you could do was throw him a few decades back in time. He'd still campaign, even if it wasn't for political office.

It wasn't like his platform -- that being How YOU doin'? -- changed remotely, after all.

[geewhizfellas]

"Well, gee," said Butters, with a laugh tinging on nervousness because this other cowboy sure had a real nice hat tip down pretty good. "That's a funny question! No one ever asks the person workin' what they can do to help them, because it's always the other way around. I guess I don't really know; I haven't thought about it before...."