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[OOC: After this...]
"Fletcher?" Russell calls as he steps through the door from Milliways. "Fletcher, are you home?"
He wouldn't be surprised if Fletcher was off fixing things for the neighbors again, so he goes over to the kitchen and puts his notebook on the table, wandering around to see if there was anything to eat.
"Brother?" Fletcher says, from his bedroom doorway. "I've been looking for you all day, I was getting worried."
Russell sighs and turns to face him.
"I'm sorry Fletcher, I should have left a note--"
"I thought you were working on the experiment and when I went to get you for lunch but you weren't there! I asked around and nobody else had seen you," Fletcher's eyes get really wide and he goes on quietly, "I thought something had happened to you..."
"Fletcher..." Russell lowers his head, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away but..." this seems like the perfect time to do so. "I'm fine. I was in a bar called Milliways, it's...really hard to explain..." he trailed off.
"You never go into bars."
"Well, this one's different," Russell says, trying to figure out how to say this without sounding crazy. "It's a restaurant, too. Some people who go there are from very far away."
"I don't understand..."
"It's a bar at the end of the universe," he begins, "you might not believe me until you see it for yourself, though." Russell takes a seat at the kitchen table and motions for Fletcher to do the same. Fletcher looks hesitant at first before taking the seat opposite him.
Russell looks Fletcher in the eye, "do you trust me?" he asks simply.
"Of course I do brother, you know that."
Russell explains how he found Milliways the first time and how he's gone back a couple more times. He shows Fletcher the pictures and tries to explain the part about other worlds as best as he can. Fletcher is quiet during most of this and Russell assumes that he's taking it all in because he's not asking questions.
It may take a little convincing for Fletcher to believe that Milliways actually exists because Russell isn't sure the door would let Fletcher through at all. Russell goes over to his door, thinks Milliways, and opens it. Only his room is on the otherside. Apparently the door doesn't work when trying to show the bar to someone who hasn't been there before.
He really hopes Fletcher trusts him enough for this one.
Fletcher perks up a lot more when Russell suggests that they visit Al. Even though he still wouldn't remember them, Russell has a favor to do and photos to deliver. They plan to go as soon as possible, whenever there is a decent break in their research, which has been moving along very well lately, to Russell's surprise.
By the time Russell is finished talking, it's dark out, and the two of them get something to eat and discuss the experiment for the next day. Russell is glad that Fletcher hadn't dismissed his story as crazy ramblings, but he's also disappointed that Fletcher didn't say that he believes him outright, yet. It will take time, he is sure, but atleast he doesn't feel guilty about hiding it anymore.
"Fletcher?" Russell calls as he steps through the door from Milliways. "Fletcher, are you home?"
He wouldn't be surprised if Fletcher was off fixing things for the neighbors again, so he goes over to the kitchen and puts his notebook on the table, wandering around to see if there was anything to eat.
"Brother?" Fletcher says, from his bedroom doorway. "I've been looking for you all day, I was getting worried."
Russell sighs and turns to face him.
"I'm sorry Fletcher, I should have left a note--"
"I thought you were working on the experiment and when I went to get you for lunch but you weren't there! I asked around and nobody else had seen you," Fletcher's eyes get really wide and he goes on quietly, "I thought something had happened to you..."
"Fletcher..." Russell lowers his head, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away but..." this seems like the perfect time to do so. "I'm fine. I was in a bar called Milliways, it's...really hard to explain..." he trailed off.
"You never go into bars."
"Well, this one's different," Russell says, trying to figure out how to say this without sounding crazy. "It's a restaurant, too. Some people who go there are from very far away."
"I don't understand..."
"It's a bar at the end of the universe," he begins, "you might not believe me until you see it for yourself, though." Russell takes a seat at the kitchen table and motions for Fletcher to do the same. Fletcher looks hesitant at first before taking the seat opposite him.
Russell looks Fletcher in the eye, "do you trust me?" he asks simply.
"Of course I do brother, you know that."
Russell explains how he found Milliways the first time and how he's gone back a couple more times. He shows Fletcher the pictures and tries to explain the part about other worlds as best as he can. Fletcher is quiet during most of this and Russell assumes that he's taking it all in because he's not asking questions.
It may take a little convincing for Fletcher to believe that Milliways actually exists because Russell isn't sure the door would let Fletcher through at all. Russell goes over to his door, thinks Milliways, and opens it. Only his room is on the otherside. Apparently the door doesn't work when trying to show the bar to someone who hasn't been there before.
He really hopes Fletcher trusts him enough for this one.
Fletcher perks up a lot more when Russell suggests that they visit Al. Even though he still wouldn't remember them, Russell has a favor to do and photos to deliver. They plan to go as soon as possible, whenever there is a decent break in their research, which has been moving along very well lately, to Russell's surprise.
By the time Russell is finished talking, it's dark out, and the two of them get something to eat and discuss the experiment for the next day. Russell is glad that Fletcher hadn't dismissed his story as crazy ramblings, but he's also disappointed that Fletcher didn't say that he believes him outright, yet. It will take time, he is sure, but atleast he doesn't feel guilty about hiding it anymore.