"Next Steps" - Part Two
Part Two Zeeva’s words still lingered in the air: “Yes, sweetie… that Aznavorian.” Finn stared at her. “…That’s not real,” he said, quieter now. Not disbelief— hope . Zeeva tilted her head slightly, studying him the way someone studies a puzzle they already know the answer to. “Reality,” she said softly, “is a lot more flexible than you’ve been told.” Behind her, Dr. Bunsen Honeydew adjusted a glowing device strapped to his wrist. It hummed with a rising, uneven pitch. “Fascinating!” Bunsen exclaimed. “The dimensional readings are spiking again!” Beaker flailed beside him. “Mee-mee-mee!” Finn jumped slightly as the rooftop lights flickered. The air…bent. Not visibly—but wrong . Like heat rising off pavement, except colder. Sharper. Zeeva’s expression changed instantly. The warmth didn’t disappear , b ut something else stepped forward : f ocus. “Bunsen,” she said, calm but firm. “Tell me you didn’t activate anything.” “Oh! Certainly not on purpose!” Bunsen replied cheerfully. Zeev...