[The Nuwa has been fixed with approximately a million new security systems since Clover got her hands on it, absolutely none of which, it turns out, are prepared for worldhopping teleportation, and so since everything seems about as normal as can be and the two other people she knows for a fact are on this ship weren't raised in a goddamn barn, Clover's thought when she kicks a stray peach pit down the hall en route to the kitchen, instead of being "who is eating our peaches and leaving the garbage on the floor" is "where the hell would we have picked up space rats."
Despite apparently never having assumed the simplest solution in her entire life, no world exists where Clover, who has pulled her life together enough by now that her sweater matches her skirt and her socks but not the nifty belt she keeps the meat cleaver and two whole guns attached to all the time like dangerous things are just her fuckin security blankets now, is expecting to find Judar in her kitchen on her garbage-throwing-out rat-hunting quest.
[Let's be real here, Judar's pretty much the equivalent of a space rat anyway. He'd spent about five minutes looking for Clover before he realized that he'd totally forgotten the layout of the ship (or more like deliberately blocked it out of his memory out of sheer spite) and gave up. Eh, she'll probably find him eventually anyway, she has to get hungry at some point right? Surely his sudden ability to worldhop will not come as a shock to her at all.
Luckily he's remembered at least where the lounge is, which is why when Clover draws closer to the kitchen, she'll hear the dulcet tones of Superbass starting up. God he's missed modern technology and music. He's so invested reacquainting himself with the wonders of Nicki Minaj that he's not even keeping an eye on the kitchen door anymore.]
[That's definitely the sound of Superbass, and Clover pauses in the hall, because Alice was driving last she checked and where else would Superbass be coming from? Constant paranoia makes for a...decent?? a sometimes-correct sense of actual danger??? And something is definitely off here, so Clover's reaching for the handle of her cleaver when she ever-so-quietly tiptoes to peer around the edge of the doorway into the kitchen and it's even worse than space rats it's Judar.
But for a few seconds she's stuck just sort of gaping at him from the doorway. She glances over her shoulder, finds nothing in or off about the hall, and looks back to Judar—that's definitely at least something Judar-shaped. Part of her stays unconvinced that she's not dreaming or worse; silly her, thinking she was over the illusion bullshit part of her adventures. Even that part, though, wants to hold out hope with the rest of her that this is for real.
Except it makes absolutely no sense for Judar to be here just like chillin on her spaceship with Superbass like it isn't even a thing and neither are any of the alarm systems and she isn't really sure how to start processing this so it does make sense? Is he even paying attention???]
What—
[okay, nope, steadying her voice and speaking up and trying again, still wide-eyed and baffled]
[He sure hadn't been paying attention, but at the sound of Clover's voice Judar finally looks up and...gives her a cheerful wave and grin like nothing about this scenario is weird or shocking at all. Aside from a change in outfits and the giant sword he's sitting on, it's almost like he never left at all.]
Heeeey, I got bored and came to hang out! You're all outta peaches by the way, you should stock more. [He waves a hand flippantly at her question.] Ehh, I just had to adjust my teleportation spell to account for interdimensional distances. It was easy enough tracking you down after that since I infused the ship with some of my magic before I left.
[Actually no, it was super hard and he definitely accidentally teleported himself into the middle of fucking nowhere more than once, but he's not about to admit to how much effort he went through just so he could possibly go space exploring with Clover again emotions are disgusting.]
and she just sort of. looks at him. looks at the peach pit in her hand. back to Judar. over her shoulder and down the hall. back to Judar.]
Ohhhhhhhhmygod you're in my kitchen, why are you in my kitchen. [Nope, still trying to make sense of this, give her a second. Teleportation spells sound logical for given values of the word based on all of the Everything she has ever dealt with; who is she to think anything is weird at all about magic being infused in things?? She hasn't even started on the weirdness of the giant sword also chillin there, honestly that's like the least weird thing happening right now.
That something good would ever actually happen to her seems unlikely enough that caution stays in her expression, and she isn't quiiite letting go of the cleaver, but she sounds hopeful.] ...It's really you?
[okay wait why IS that giant sword there, she looks like she's going to say something and then just kind of ends up gesturing helplessly at it with the peach pit still in her hand, it has not occurred to her to just put it down literally anywhere else, but like it's not aimed specifically enough to just not be a vague confused arm-wave at all of this]
Uh, 'cause I got hungry? Plus I couldn't remember where all the other rooms were. [aggressively continues to not help at all
He'll go ahead and prove his identity by scoffing at her next question and clearly sulking over her lack of reaction no illusion could possibly match this level of immaturity.] Obviously it's me, who else would be skilled enough to teleport onto a ship in the middle of space in another fucking universe? [he's just gonna conveniently forget about all the other people who could worldhop way before he could...] Ugh, it took a ton of work figuring out how to get here and I was even nice enough to get you something, you could act more excited to see me!
[didn't he just fucking say thirty seconds ago that tracking the ship down was super easy]
[how does one person manage to be this completely fucking useless without even trying to be
and she's absolutely filing all the effort he put into getting here away to bully him over later but right now she's still working past the inherent ?!?!?!?! of the situation, but—no, no illusion could be this much of an infant about this, this is the Judarest way this situation could have been dealt with, Judar is actually in her kitchen right now.]
No, I just... [oh no. oh no it's worse than just freezing up with surprise she's getting all teary-eyed it's emotions] I'm just—omigod you're really here, it's really you, I didn't think I'd get to see you again!
[Being excited is as 0 to 100 as everything else Clover has ever done in her entire life, and she's throwing the peach pit on the ground and running over to try tugging him into a hug. has the regret started yet.]
first order of business was definitely bullying Judar into wearing one of those dumb hats with the Mickey ears with her so they matched, and now she's holding his hand and dragging him around like a kid with a balloon, only she's got the objectively shittiest balloon in the park.]
When a little kid comes over here and tries to get an autograph from Princess Jasmine, don't crush their dreams.
[not even "if" but "when." she's only kind of joking]
[he'd be more insulted if he wasn't so preoccupied with asking himself why everyone is so into mouse worship and how the hell did he let Clover bully him into wearing this stupid hat where did his life go wrong]
What, don't ruin my fun! That's the only reason I agreed to come here at all!
[listen he might have begrudgingly accepted that walt disney somehow stole his look for one of their princesses (and why wouldn't they he looks fabulous), but goddamn if he won't take advantage of it to hand out as many ALADDIN SUCKS posters as possible]
Why can't you just ride roller coasters like a normal person? [There are things to do at Disney that aren't ruin small children's favorite movies why is he like this???] Okay, change of plans. We figure out where the Aladdin cast is and we don't go anywhere near there at all for as long as we're here.
[She's almost definitely been dragged into too many hatewatches of Aladdin to be ready to do this in person???]
Uh, I can fly, the hell do I need to ride a roller coaster for? Are you saying my flying's less exciting than some mouse car going over a couple of hills?! [he is so AFFRONTED right now this is literally the worst he has ever been insulted ever]
I guess. I make no promises if we actually run into one. [he's gonna EGG THEM but no lbr he's really here for the let it go singalong]
[this is the part where she'd make a fuss like, okay well why are we even here!!! if this wasn't at least mostly her idea and like she isn't going to deeply regret that decision come singalong time]
I'd respect that point way more if I wasn't gonna be walking everywhere all day. [yanks him forward!! this is way more effective when she drags him along by his shitty hair instead but she's bullying him best she can with what she's got.] I swear I'm gonna find us a roller coaster that you're not gonna whine about. We could go on the one with the yeti, or the th— [GASP] We could go on Space Mountain. [and she snorts and starts snickering, she thinks she is just so fucking funny]
Hey, I offered to fly us around the park! It's not my fault we're gonna be stuck walking. [honestly it is a testament to how much he likes Clover that he actually agreed to wear shoes and walk on the ground like some fucking plebeian
and okay he starts sniggering too because they are both five] Please! If they really wanted a life-or-death thrill ride in space, they should just ask you for piloting tips.
[eventually, she will give up on the idea of not making a scene and make Judar fly her the rest of the way because living and dying for the aesthetic means making the mistake of wearing heels here, too, but for now, she's still giggling about space jokes.]
I'm a great pilot, no one has ever died in a vehicle I was behind the wheel or steering lever or whatever of.
[she hasn't piloted the ship once since she laid claim to it, Alice has almost definitely established that in the event that she is incapacitated then their backup pilot is Light, what is she talking about]
That settles it, I'm making you go on Space Mountain with me, come on. [tug tug tugs him along, like she has that certain of an idea where she's going, which she doesn't.] We'll find a roller coaster you won't whine about later, but first we're going on this one
Hell, by those rules, I'm a great pilot too. [because nobody in the history of the universe is stupid enough to let him drive anything
also he has even less of an idea of where they're going than she does so he'll just follow while eyeing those lines dubiously] Only if you pretend to be a disabled kid so we can skip to the front. It's waaaaay too hot to be standing around outside all day doing nothing. [plus with his attention span, he'll probably fly off in the middle of waiting when he sees something shiny and they'll have to start all over again]
Zero out of zero doesn't count! [at least!! she's driven at least one thing that isn't a spaceship!!!! and almost killed all her passengers then, too, um.
in the meantime!! she huffs and rolls her eyes.] If you wanted to do that, we could have invited my brother along, and he woulda made fun of you for suggesting it. [she has some standards? buuut it's also occurring to her just how liable he is to get distracted and wander off so she holds his hand tighter while she drags him along. this absolutely will not stop him but at least he won't run off without her and get lost.] You'll be fiiiine. It's not that b—Oh, hey, did you hold onto the map?
[admitting that she doesn't know where she's going hasn't slowed her down at all]
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Despite apparently never having assumed the simplest solution in her entire life, no world exists where Clover, who has pulled her life together enough by now that her sweater matches her skirt and her socks but not the nifty belt she keeps the meat cleaver and two whole guns attached to all the time like dangerous things are just her fuckin security blankets now, is expecting to find Judar in her kitchen on her garbage-throwing-out rat-hunting quest.
So that's about to be great.]
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Luckily he's remembered at least where the lounge is, which is why when Clover draws closer to the kitchen, she'll hear the dulcet tones of Superbass starting up. God he's missed modern technology and music. He's so invested reacquainting himself with the wonders of Nicki Minaj that he's not even keeping an eye on the kitchen door anymore.]
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But for a few seconds she's stuck just sort of gaping at him from the doorway. She glances over her shoulder, finds nothing in or off about the hall, and looks back to Judar—that's definitely at least something Judar-shaped. Part of her stays unconvinced that she's not dreaming or worse; silly her, thinking she was over the illusion bullshit part of her adventures. Even that part, though, wants to hold out hope with the rest of her that this is for real.
Except it makes absolutely no sense for Judar to be here just like chillin on her spaceship with Superbass like it isn't even a thing and neither are any of the alarm systems and she isn't really sure how to start processing this so it does make sense? Is he even paying attention???]
What—
[okay, nope, steadying her voice and speaking up and trying again, still wide-eyed and baffled]
How the hell did you get in here.
[fucking
nailed it]
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Heeeey, I got bored and came to hang out! You're all outta peaches by the way, you should stock more. [He waves a hand flippantly at her question.] Ehh, I just had to adjust my teleportation spell to account for interdimensional distances. It was easy enough tracking you down after that since I infused the ship with some of my magic before I left.
[Actually no, it was super hard and he definitely accidentally teleported himself into the middle of fucking nowhere more than once, but he's not about to admit to how much effort he went through just so he could possibly go space exploring with Clover again emotions are disgusting.]
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and she just sort of. looks at him. looks at the peach pit in her hand. back to Judar. over her shoulder and down the hall. back to Judar.]
Ohhhhhhhhmygod you're in my kitchen, why are you in my kitchen. [Nope, still trying to make sense of this, give her a second. Teleportation spells sound logical for given values of the word based on all of the Everything she has ever dealt with; who is she to think anything is weird at all about magic being infused in things?? She hasn't even started on the weirdness of the giant sword also chillin there, honestly that's like the least weird thing happening right now.
That something good would ever actually happen to her seems unlikely enough that caution stays in her expression, and she isn't quiiite letting go of the cleaver, but she sounds hopeful.] ...It's really you?
[okay wait why IS that giant sword there, she looks like she's going to say something and then just kind of ends up gesturing helplessly at it with the peach pit still in her hand, it has not occurred to her to just put it down literally anywhere else, but like it's not aimed specifically enough to just not be a vague confused arm-wave at all of this]
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He'll go ahead and prove his identity by scoffing at her next question and clearly sulking over her lack of reaction no illusion could possibly match this level of immaturity.] Obviously it's me, who else would be skilled enough to teleport onto a ship in the middle of space in another fucking universe? [he's just gonna conveniently forget about all the other people who could worldhop way before he could...] Ugh, it took a ton of work figuring out how to get here and I was even nice enough to get you something, you could act more excited to see me!
[didn't he just fucking say thirty seconds ago that tracking the ship down was super easy]
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and she's absolutely filing all the effort he put into getting here away to bully him over later but right now she's still working past the inherent ?!?!?!?! of the situation, but—no, no illusion could be this much of an infant about this, this is the Judarest way this situation could have been dealt with, Judar is actually in her kitchen right now.]
No, I just... [oh no. oh no it's worse than just freezing up with surprise she's getting all teary-eyed it's emotions] I'm just—omigod you're really here, it's really you, I didn't think I'd get to see you again!
[Being excited is as 0 to 100 as everything else Clover has ever done in her entire life, and she's throwing the peach pit on the ground and running over to try tugging him into a hug. has the regret started yet.]
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i can't believe this
first order of business was definitely bullying Judar into wearing one of those dumb hats with the Mickey ears with her so they matched, and now she's holding his hand and dragging him around like a kid with a balloon, only she's got the objectively shittiest balloon in the park.]
When a little kid comes over here and tries to get an autograph from Princess Jasmine, don't crush their dreams.
[not even "if" but "when." she's only kind of joking]
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What, don't ruin my fun! That's the only reason I agreed to come here at all!
[listen he might have begrudgingly accepted that walt disney somehow stole his look for one of their princesses (and why wouldn't they he looks fabulous), but goddamn if he won't take advantage of it to hand out as many ALADDIN SUCKS posters as possible]
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[She's almost definitely been dragged into too many hatewatches of Aladdin to be ready to do this in person???]
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I guess. I make no promises if we actually run into one. [he's gonna EGG THEM but no lbr he's really here for the let it go singalong]
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I'd respect that point way more if I wasn't gonna be walking everywhere all day. [yanks him forward!! this is way more effective when she drags him along by his shitty hair instead but she's bullying him best she can with what she's got.] I swear I'm gonna find us a roller coaster that you're not gonna whine about. We could go on the one with the yeti, or the th— [GASP] We could go on Space Mountain. [and she snorts and starts snickering, she thinks she is just so fucking funny]
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and okay he starts sniggering too because they are both five] Please! If they really wanted a life-or-death thrill ride in space, they should just ask you for piloting tips.
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I'm a great pilot, no one has ever died in a vehicle I was behind the wheel or steering lever or whatever of.
[she hasn't piloted the ship once since she laid claim to it, Alice has almost definitely established that in the event that she is incapacitated then their backup pilot is Light, what is she talking about]
That settles it, I'm making you go on Space Mountain with me, come on. [tug tug tugs him along, like she has that certain of an idea where she's going, which she doesn't.] We'll find a roller coaster you won't whine about later, but first we're going on this one
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also he has even less of an idea of where they're going than she does so he'll just follow while eyeing those lines dubiously] Only if you pretend to be a disabled kid so we can skip to the front. It's waaaaay too hot to be standing around outside all day doing nothing. [plus with his attention span, he'll probably fly off in the middle of waiting when he sees something shiny and they'll have to start all over again]
crawls out of cardboard box hell
in the meantime!! she huffs and rolls her eyes.] If you wanted to do that, we could have invited my brother along, and he woulda made fun of you for suggesting it. [she has some standards? buuut it's also occurring to her just how liable he is to get distracted and wander off so she holds his hand tighter while she drags him along. this absolutely will not stop him but at least he won't run off without her and get lost.] You'll be fiiiine. It's not that b—Oh, hey, did you hold onto the map?
[admitting that she doesn't know where she's going hasn't slowed her down at all]