Date: June 8, Year 108
Location: Inside the Cryptid Cafe, in the Saenghu District
Time: 1:30 pm
Tag: @Sabrina Spellman
It was finally over. The Juggernaut had been defeated, Russell had been saved and as an added bonus, the taxi driver ran over the stupid, bigoted headmaster. Now all that was left was for Wade to go back in time and save the one true love of his life. Well, he was planning on changing a few minor things in the timeline as well. He thought of it more in terms of house cleaning, as opposed to potentially screwing around and unknowingly shredding apart the very fabric of time.
With Cable's time travel device fixed, Wade activated it to the exact time and place when he lost his beloved Vanessa to the gangster's bullets. Something didn't feel right though. Just as Wade was prepared to jump through time, he felt a tightening sensation around his arms, legs and waist. At first, he attributed it to the side effects of time travel but after a moment of darkness and uncertainty, light flooded through his mask and he found himself...not in his old apartment. Where the f...
"Excuse me sir, you can't be cutting the line even if you're new here."
Wade had been in countless awkward situations before, but for once, he genuinely had no idea where he ended up. Craning his head, he found himself in the center of what looked to be a eclectic, little cafe. The familiar scent of fresh baked goods crept into his nostrils and Wade craned his head in the direction of the pleasant odors, which also happened to be where the voice of the surprised barista came from.
"The hell am I doing in a knock-off Starbucks?! This isn't my apartment. Ugh I knew this fucking thing was broken!" As much as Wade desperately wanted to throw Cable's device against the wall, he knew such a rash decision would mean he would be stuck in this time. He had to get some answers immediately and then reconfigure the device to send him back on the right course. Completely disregarding what the barista told him, Wade marched up to the register much to the annoyance of the parents and children that were in the short line behind him.
"I'm so sorry...I was in the middle of time traveling, ya know? So if you really want me out of your hair, will you tell me what today's date is?"
"June 8, Year 108."
"I'm sorry what?! Year 108? 108 what? BC...AD...ACDC?! Help me out here, man!"
"Year 108. Also, welcome to Pandora. Would you like a milkshake or cookie?"
"A milk-what NO I don't want a fucking milkshake! I want answers so I can go back to the right time and rescue my girlfriend from getting shot! Now if you're going to deny me that, then buddy we are going to have some problems."
As if on cue, Wade pulled out one of his semi-automatic Desert Eagles and aimed it directly at the young man's forehead. Immediately, the parents and their children behind him yelled a loud before fleeing the cafe. The barista himself, who looked to be no more than a young teenager working a summer job, was nervously sweating bullets as he pleaded with Wade to spare him. "I'm sorrryyy sirrr - I swear that's all I know! Please don't kill me!"