Perspectives

Two friends are walking together into town. With no real destination, they just wander the streets making idle conversation as they glance into the various shop windows. They've reached a stilt in conversation though as they come across a Hastings, they head in because they have nothing better to do. They split up for a second because they want to go look at various things, but they both end up in the comic book isle.

The first one there is Sky, he's in search of an issue of the My little Pony comic series. He had quickly grown enraptured by the series, even though he didn't much care for comics. He would have to call himself a pretty big brony, he has been for a while. There's just something about colorful cartoon equines that's so fascinating,  that and their magic. Magical theory was especially one of his favorite subjects, even if he doesn't know a lot of factual information on magic. It was just theoretical thinking anyways, and that was his favorite type of thinking. Besides, he takes comfort in knowing that magic isn't a fully explored science anywhere that there is magic.

Mike was just an aisle over in the graphic novel section, a particular Doctor Who book had caught his interest. Both friends were Whovians, but Mike was much more into it. Sky hadn't watched an episode in months, but Mike is all caught up with the series.. He loved travel through both space and time, especially when they were mixed. He always loved to speculate with Sky about theoretical time travel, paradoxes, and the whole nine yards. Mike carries the book over to the next isle where he had noticed Sky to be. He saw Sky looking over some comics and noticed that they were My Little Pony comics.

He felt that he would never really get it, the whole brony philosophy. He accepted it, and he somewhat enjoyed that they could stand up for it like that. He just couldn't understand the mentality of it, how these things work. Sky had tried explaining it, and he was starting to understand. But whenever he started to understand, he lost grip of that insight shortly after. it was hard enough getting a good explanation out of Sky. Mike wouldn't say it to his face, but Sky was so hard to follow. It was hard enough understanding Sky as a person, much less the way he thinks. He tended to have a mostly followable train of thought, but some of his ideas were so out there.

Sky looks up from his search to find Mike just staring at him, obviously deep in thought. Sky puts down the comics, he hadn't found anything he didn't already have. Which was saying something, considering he only had a few. Sky got up and Mike snapped out of his thoughts.

"Well, I got nothing. What about you?" Sky asks, he's eyeing the book curiously. Mike holds the book up for him to see, Sky simply nods in understanding. "Good choice," he comments.

"So... what do you think on the multiverse?" Mike asks as they leave Hastings with the book Mike bought.

"What about it?" Sky asks nonchalantly.

"Well, any thoughts in general?" Mike presses.

"Well, I'm a fan of it. Though, I like to think more on how it works." Sky replies.

"And how would that be?" Mike inquires.

"Personally, I like to think of all the timelines of one world branching out, and then there's the dimensions defining how certain worlds work. Then there's all the different worlds that are separate, occasionally a couple will bump and have adverse affects on each other. Stuff like that, then there's the matter of fate, but that's for another conversation." Sky brushes off the topic.

"What about fate?" Mike turns quickly.

"Its nothing, just an idea." Sky is so quick to brush it off that Mike is even more curious. What could Sky not want him to know about fate?

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Sky lays in his cot thinking about the events of the day, it was fairly calm. He had spent the day with one of his distant cousins, as well as one of his best friends. Though Sky knows that he still doesn't know Mike that well, which is normal. They have only known each other for, what? One? Two weeks tops. They had met during a family reunion and had immediately delved into deep conversation, they were already great friends. They both had in interest in science fiction, and they loved many of the greatest points of it. The fiction bit was invigorating, but so was the actual science involved! How could you not be friends with someone who cares just as much about the aethers reactions with the quantum framework of the universe?

Yet there was still so much to learn about Mike, so many unknown variables. Sky knows he isn't one to talk, he himself is literally an enigma to most anybody. Its not that he hides his emotions or preferences, at least not intentionally. Sky seemed to have different personalities with different preferences though, and they were constantly rotating. And the things that can't be so easily defined were a question to even himself. Sometimes Sky didn't know how he felt about some things at all, he is just left confused. But he only seemed to have different personalities, Sky knows that it's just him picking up on others quirks because he doesn't know who he is. Really, he see's it as a sort of backup to having his own personality. When you don't know who you are, who do you act like? Not yourself, because you don't even know what that entails.

All this didn't stop him from wanting to know Mike better, Sky usually knew others better than himself. Sky turns his thoughts away from Mike and to his tablet, it tells him that its just after ten. Way past his bedtime, but he didn't care. Sky often stayed up into the wee hours of the morning before falling into a very brief but deep sleep, especially during the summer. It might not be healthy, but he couldn't really care half the time. The half that he does care, he still doesn't care enough to stop. He usually spends his time reading fanfic after fanfic of My Little Pony, the stories were truly engaging. Some recent ones had provoked some thoughts and it got him speculating about some pretty deep things.

Sky ditches these thoughts and pulls up google chrome on his tablet, around forty or fifty tabs pop open. Sky grumbles a bit as he sees this, he's been finding too many good stories to catch up to. He looks at the last tab for the story he will be reading tonight, its a short oneshot. Sky dives into his reading as quickly as possible and starts to lose track of time. It isn't long until he hears a small beeping, the beeping means its about three minutes till midnight.

The beeping drives him crazy, especially since it might be all in his mind. When he questioned his brother about it, his brother didn't even know it was happening. He couldn't hear the sound even though it was so clearly from his side of the small shed they were staying in, and he doesn't have bad hearing at all. The beeping is quiet, but it isn't so silent that it shouldn't be heard at all. Deciding to take a break from reading, Sky grabs the root beer he managed to snag from the pantry just before going to bed. He opens the door lightly and closes it just as lightly, the brisk night air cooling him off from the stuffy shed.

It isn't a bad shed, it even has air conditioning. Sky would much rather crack a window for some natural air, but then he'd wake up too cold. He pops the soda top and sits on the hammock. It should be midnight any time soon, Sky looks up at the moon idly. His thoughts are whizzing about, until he decides to just enjoy the sight. Sky's looking up at the moon with fascination when two long tendrils of energy seemingly shoot out of the moon towards him.

"No, no, no! Yes, but no!" Sky's thoughts race as he sees the tendril shooting towards him. He has many thoughts regarding the event, and he gathers another thought once he sees the second tendril shooting off into the distance. He isn't the spells only target, but he can't find a reason in his mind why a spell searching for him would also search for another person. Sky only has time for one last thought, he spends it thinking on where the spell will most likely take him. He's more or less been waiting for this spell, but he never quite felt prepared for it to happen. He never knew anything specific about what the spell does, or when it would happen, or how it would happen. He only knew it was gonna happen sometime or other, and now all he could do was hope he was right in where it was taking him. It would be midnight any time soon, Sky looks up at the moon idly. His thoughts are whizzing about, until he decides to just enjoy the sight. Sky's looking up at the moon with fascination when two long tendrils of energy seemingly shoot out of the moon towards him.

"No, no, no! Yes, but no!" Sky's thoughts race as he sees the tendril shooting towards him. He has many thoughts regarding the event, and he gathers another thought once he sees the second tendril shooting off into the distance. He isn't the spells only target, but he can't find a reason in his mind why a spell searching for him would also search for another person. Sky only has time for one last thought, he spends it thinking on where the spell will most likely take him. He's more or less been waiting for this spell, but he never quite felt prepared for it to happen. He never knew anything specific about what the spell does, or when it would happen, or how it would happen. He only knew it was gonna happen sometime or other, and now all he could do was hope he was right in where it was taking him.