Per Blinker's request, here is my brief foray into the realm of bad
fan fiction.
Maximilian Arturo was thoroughly toweled and this was probably good
because he was getting ready for the big fight. Remmy was there, too.
"It's a good thing we slid into this time period," Rembrandt
noted. "Otherwise you'd have to face Mohammad Ali." He laughed
hysterically.
"Yes," Arturo said, his mouthpiece in his mouth making his
words sound less good. Realizing this, he, took them, from his mouth.
"Having landed in the 1950s I'd say it was a stroke of good fortune
that I only have to battle it out with Rocky Marciano." He hit
a punching bag. "And since we're here for six months and time actually
moves backwards here, I've been able to get in good fighting shape and
I'm under forty years old now. I can't wait for this."
They had discovered that the parallel history of this world resulted
in the 1970s, up to which time had been moving normally. But then in
1975 it stopped. In 1976, it started going the other way.
A now 23-year-old Rembrandt Brown shared his fiend's enthusiasm. "I
know Quinn and Wade wish they could be here, but they have Kindergarten
and since it's illegal on this world they couldn't get out of it."
"Why do they have Kindergarten?" the Professor asked.
"Remember Prof, they are six and eight now. This world's time
moves backwards."
"Oh yeah," Arturo answered. "Well, I guess it's time
for the fight."
The English man stepped out into the lights and got ready to fight
the Brown Bomber. Rembrandt decided to step out for a Strawberry Coke,
which they had on this world but did not have on his homeworld. It didn't
tast good.
It was then that he ran into Quinn and Wade. "Hey, I thought you
kids are supposed to be in school?"
"School?" Wade quizzed. "What are you talking?"
"We were younger, but that was yesterday. Since time moves backward,
we're back to normal again."
"yeah, I remember now
"Hey!!" said Wade.
"You don't want to forget about your job on this world, do you?"
Remmy blushed. "Of course not. 70s detectives never go out of
style." Rembrandt put on his leather, and having put on a helmet
to make sure, he went off to Washington. Cents it was the 50s, there
was a Brown v. Bored case going on.
The Warren Commission was there, too and they were just about to rule.
Suddenly Remmy bursts in. "Take that."
Warren falls to the floor. "Arrest that man!" some old guy
cries. But Remmy is too slick. He is already out and on.
Back to Quinn and Wade. "I don't know."
"It's a toaster."
"Oh."
"Don't we slide in two seconds?" Wade azed.
"Yeah, but I want to see how this fight turns out." Lennox
Lewis and Evandser Holyfield were fighting in this world. Quinn opened
the vortex quickly and jumped through. Soon they were all thru.
"Wow, dinos again!" Arturo exclaimed. "Yipee!"
"I want to ride one," Wade declared.
"Not so fast," siad Mr. Slayed. "What are you doing
on my construction site?"
"Uh oh," Wade groned. This was going to be a tougher slide
than the last 1.
The End.
ThomasMalthus