Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-38232361-20190511172838/@comment-28027028-20190822201036

Noodle stared at the door as the TARDIS traveled away. The screen showed it landing outside Nina and Bryce's house. He looked over at them and frowned. He shouldn't have brought them along. "You two should probably get back home now....danger tends to follow me when I use this thing..."

Harley raised an eyebrow, "But it's not too dangerous for a 6 year old---"

Noodle interrupted her, "Ashie is 9....and she's a cyborg trained by super soldiers in the future. She also isn't pregnant .."

Harley frowned as she looked at her boy, knowing he felt responsible for the danger they'd just been through. "So you think I should go home too? While you go back off into time and space?"

Dawn tried to stop the argument from starting. "Guys--"

"No but you need to be somewhere safe and you know the TARDIS isn't as safe as I try to make it seem." He snapped back not really knowing what to do now.

"Little brother....we chose to come along." Dawn again tried to but in but was ignored as Harley spoke up again.

"I'm supposed to keep YOU safe!"

"Not right now...you're the vulnerable one right now Harley and if the time really has come to use this thing again then I don't think it's safe for you to be on this ship."

Dawn got fed up and grabbed noodle from behind into a bear hug. "You know how she felt when you left last time....don't do that to her again."

"Fine no constant adventures in this thing but when it rings the bell and I have to go...she has to stay with you Nikki or Mom."

"You mean Nikki or Mom somebody's gotta make sure you're safe out there...and since I'm not cooking anything in my oven, you're my responsibility. Mom's got her magic so she can definitely keep Harley safe if we have to go somewhere. But why Nikki wouldn't she be here with us?"

Noodle chuckled, "They were alone back there for a while...."

Meanwhile in Muffy's universe:

" What the hell?! Muff- sent by WHAT?! WIFE?!" Super Soldier noodle was far too perplexed to understand what was going on.

"What is this sound in my head? What did you do to me?!"

A mental trigger activated in his head at query of his age from his brainwashing. "Name: Rob Sorren. Age: 19 Rank: Special Agent" he rattled off almost as if hypnotised into it.