And Undo The Damage - Part 2
Their birth names were of little consequence - neither of them had much care for the names their mother had given them. By High School they each had found names that suited them much better, adopting the names of their role playing characters for their own: The Spoony One and Doctor Insano.
They had a relatively normal if strict childhood, each of them finding something to be passionate about. Spoony loved games of any sort, and movies, while Insano found himself captivated by Science and learning about the world around him. Which was not to say that Spoony did not enjoy what Insano liked, or the other way around. In fact, Insano’s best projects happened when he and Spoony worked together, and playing games by himself was less fun for Spoony than playing them with Insano.
Sometimes it seemed to others like traits had been split between the two of them. Like Spoony had gotten the social graces where Insano had received the intellectual ones. That was wrong, of course, or at least not as true as their parents and teachers believed. Spoony was just as smart, he just didn’t care like Insano did. And Spoony was just as neurotic as Insano, he just displayed it in different ways.
“If you put them together,” one of Spoony’s friends was fond of saying, “You’d get one functional person,”
“But if you did that, you’d miss out on the hilarious fighting that makes no sense to anyone but them,” another friend said, gesturing to where Spoony and Insano were having an argument that looked on the surface like it was about Insano breaking Spoony’s RC car when they were seven years old by taking it apart to ‘see how it worked’.
“...Uh, guys? What does this have to do with Shadowrun?” The GM said, stepping in to keep the peace.
“FINE, Spoony can keep the damn bodyarmor, I don’t care anymore,” Insano said in a huff.
The rest of the gaming group all made noises of surprised understanding. “Oooooh, so that’s what the fight was really about,”
Spoony met Linkara first, shortly after the man in the hat began working at Channel Awesome with Spoony. The two of them hit it off instantly. When Insano asked about why Linkara was suddenly Spoony’s best friend, Spoony just shrugged.
“I don’t know. There’s just something about him that I like, I guess. He’s cool,” Spoony said.
Insano’s first meeting with Linkara went much differently. They’d met by accident, and instead of the instant friendship Spoony had felt, Insano just felt…uneasy in a way he couldn’t properly articulate. It wasn’t that he thought Linkara was a bad person. No, Linkara was pompous and all kinds of other things but bad wasn’t one of them. But there was just something about him that put Insano on edge. Too much unwarranted familiarity on Insano’s part and too many conflicting emotions that Insano didn’t know what to do with.
Of course, none of that was helped by the fact that within 3 minutes, Linkara and Insano had already become involved in a screaming match about Magic versus Science.
Apparently Linkara got defensive when someone said something negative about his precious magic. Insano didn’t see what the problem was, clearly science was better. Even Linkara should have to admit that, just look at all the gadgets Linkara had! But Linkara was stubborn and a bit of a jerk, so Insano made it his mission in life to take the hero down a peg or ten.
The strangest thing about Linkara, though, Insano thought, was that the hero couldn’t seem to realize what was in front of him. Linkara was determined to figure out his arch-nemesis Doctor Insano’s true identity, but he never seemed to notice the resemblance between Insano and Spoony. At one point, Linkara had even thought Insano was That Chick With Goggles or Sage, which made Insano wonder if the hero had been hit over the head a few too many times, because there were some very obvious physical differences that shouldn’t have even let those two people be an option.
It got even stranger during the whole ‘Nevada Debacle That Insano Really Preferred Not To Think About’. He’d only gone out there with the others in the first place because he was getting strange hypertime readings in the area, and had refused to take part in Critic’s ill-planned scheme. He wasn’t going to settle for sharing some stupid micronation when he was perfectly capable of taking over the entire world when he really felt like it.
But there’d been a moment, before the Critic had started spouting his harebrained ideas that even Insano thought were stupid, when Insano and Snob had been talking. Snob had flat out called Insano Spoony’s brother, and Linkara had to have overheard him, because that man’s voice was hard to ignore, especially in such a confined space as a small, cramped hotel room. But the dumb hero seemed just as oblivious as ever.
It was nearly enough to drive Insano crazy. Well, crazier anyway.
Insano did not enjoy being roped into the various schemes and shenanigans that Spoony’s friends got themselves into. He did not appreciate being alternately treated like a fool or some caged monster to be set upon whatever obstacle was in their way.
Unfortunately there always seemed to be something going wrong with hypertime near where the Critic’s latest stupid idea was taking place, meaning that at some point Insano was always dragged into it. It was enough to make Insano’s paranoid mind start to get suspicious. But he had more important matters to think about at the moment.
“I am not joining a quest to find a magic artifact!” Insano snapped. “It goes against everything I stand for!”
Spoony just rolled his eyes. Linkara, who had made himself far too comfortable on Insano’s hotel bed and was letting SOI play with his hat, looked way too amused for Insano’s peace of mind.
“Uh-huh. Sure. Blah blah blah, Science is better than magic,” Spoony said boredly, making the universal ‘talking to much’ sign with his hand. “We get it. Now go pick out your costume,”
“I hate you,” Insano hissed, and then turned on Linkara, who was trying unsuccessfully to hide his snickering. “Both of you!”
Insano could not believe that Spoony had lost the map.
“You are an idiot,” Insano said.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was too distracted by the fucking Nazgul tailing us to make sure the map didn’t fall out of my pocket. I’ll try better next time,” Spoony said, annoyed.
Insano wasn’t planning on letting it go. He hadn’t wanted to be out on this stupid quest to begin with, and this was just the icing on the cake.
That was when they noticed the man some distance away watching them. He came closer to the group, and as soon as he was within range, Insano felt his insides freeze up. He couldn’t breathe. Spoony was tense at his side, and the map was suddenly back in Jew Wario’s hands. The mystery man, who was dressed all in black, gave the group an evaluating look. His gaze fell on Insano and Spoony, and his eyebrows furrowed for a moment before he left.
Insano managed to hold himself together until the man was gone, but as soon as he was, Insano felt darkness rush in over his mind. He collapsed, grasping at Spoony’s wizard robe as he fell.
Spoony never should have forced Insano to come. He’d thought it would just be a bit of fun, get Insano to lighten up a bit, maybe actually become friends with some of their coworkers.
He really should have known better, because when do any of Critic’s plans ever turn out normally?
Everyone was gathered around Insano. Marzgurl was crouched down, leaning close to Insano’s prone body and poking and sniffing at him before making a pronouncement in Japanese that Spoony couldn’t understand. Jew Wario understood though, because he looked grave.
“He’s not injured physically,” he said, which was both reassuring and distressing at the same time.
“What do we do?” Film Brain asked.
“I don’t…I don’t know,” Spoony said, his mind already firing through any options he could think of. “If we weren’t on a fucking quest wandering around right now, if we were home, and I had access to the lab, I could…I could wake him up, I think,”
“He’s trapped in his own mind, I don’t think there’s anything you could do,” Cinema Snob said, trying to be comforting.
Spoony laughed, a little more bitterly than he’d meant to. “You have no idea what I’m capable of. But this…I can’t fix this. I’d need help. I’d need a fucking miracle. I’d need…” Spoony trailed off, unsure of himself.
“A little magic?” Jew Wario asked, eyebrow raised.
“Yeah, sure, that’d be nice right about now. Anyone know any fairy godmothers?” Spoony asked sarcastically.
“No, but I do happen to know a certain hero with a pretty hat,” Jew Wario said, holding up his cellphone.
Spoony wanted to smack himself. Of course. Apparently he turned into a dumbass when he was upset. Insano would probably make Spoony test some new, unpleasant invention in revenge for calling the hero, but Spoony really couldn’t care less.
Linkara was there almost immediately after the words “Something happened to Insano and we need your help,” left Spoony’s lips. His speed would have surprised Spoony, if it hadn’t been completely obvious to anyone with eyes that for the last year or so that Linkara had mostly stopped thinking of Insano as an ‘arch-nemesis’ and turned him into some kind of bastardized version of a ‘frenemy’ that included a lot of pining and the desire to jump Insano’s bones.
“I glad you don’t teleport that often, man, it’s creepy,” Angry Joe said.
Linkara ignored him, instead looking for Insano.
“What’s wrong with him?” Linkara asked, coming closer so that he could see for himself.
“No clue. We dropped the map a while back, and this ominous fucker in black gave it back to us and then Insano went kind of wide-eyed and then passed out,” Spoony said. Spoony had felt weird too, when that guy was there, but he hadn’t passed out.
Linkara frowned. “Hey Insano, Science is for wusses,”
Nothing happened. “Yeah, he’s really gone,” Linkara said and reached out and put a hand on Insano’s forehead.
The second he made contact, he jerked his hand back like he’d been stung.
“What?” Spoony asked, worried. Linkara’s wide eyes couldn’t be a good sign.
“There’s definitely something magical going on, I can feel it. Something is cracking, and underneath it...Insano’s mind is reacting very violently to something,” Linkara said.
“Can you fix it?” Spoony asked. Everyone else was watching anxiously. Linkara bit his lip thoughtfully.
“I could patch it up no problem if I actually knew what it was, but I’m more worried about what caused the cracks in the first place. The way things are, Insano would just break it again without meaning to anyway,”
“Can you wake him up? Make him not break it?” Luke asked.
“I’d have to go inside his mind. It’s powerful magic and something I’ve only ever read about…if I did something wrong…” Linkara said
“And he won’t wake up on his own?” Film Brain asked.
“No, I really doubt that,” Linkara said.
“Do it, then. And just don’t fuck it up,” Spoony said. Because like hell was Spoony going to let his brother suffer in some kind of magical coma, especially not with a certain pink kooshball waiting for them in the hotel and probably racking up a huge bill in On Demand movies and mini-bar chocolates.
“Right,” Linkara said, and took a deep breath to steady himself. “Okay then, everyone stand back. Spoony, could you take his goggles off for me? He’s already going to punch me for this when he wakes up, I’d rather not…”
“Give him a reason to outright murder you? Yeah, sure,” Spoony said, and carefully removed Insano’s goggles.
He looked up to see that Linkara had gone pale as a sheet, and was looking between Insano and Spoony like he couldn’t quite believe his own eyes.
“Oh,” Linkara said weakly. “So that’s…a lot of things suddenly make sense,”
“Snap out of it, man,” Angry Joe said, giving Linkara a push, and Spoony was grateful because he really didn’t feel like trying to figure out what just went through Linkara’s mind.
“Spoony you…you should get back. As in: behind everyone else,” Linkara said. He gave Spoony an evaluating look. “You’d be particularly susceptible to getting stuck, if you got caught in the spell and came with me,”
Marzgurl said something reassuring in Japanese and stood guard. Linkara closed his eyes and concentrated, pushing his consciousness through the cracks that he’d discovered.
It was dark in Insano’s mind, except for when lightning flashed. There were twists and turns and Linkara was afraid he was going to get lost, until he found an area that looked like Insano’s lab. Linkara was a little worried that he hadn’t run into any defenses, but then he found Insano there, sitting on one of his lab stools and he realized why. All the mental defenses that Insano had were either destroyed or were in that room, closed around Insano protectively.
“Insano?” Linkara called hesitantly. He didn’t want to get too close and risk the defenses stopping him.
Insano didn’t react, just kept staring at the viewscreen in front of him. It was playing disjointed scenes of Insano in old school medieval type clothes, studying and working and living. Most of them had another man in them, dressed in black, and something about him made Linkara uncomfortable, especially as the scenes played on and he saw the other man’s demeanor change subtly into something much more mean spirited, and he wasn’t sure if the other Insano could tell.
Linkara made himself stop watching. He was there for a reason. “Insano!”
Insano didn’t turn towards him, but he did blink. The defenses around him flickered and paused. Linkara tried again. “INSANO!”
Insano jerked. “Who…? What are you…?”
“You’re stuck inside your own head. Spoony asked me to get you out,” Linkara said.
“Spoony?” Insano asked, confused.
Linkara sighed. He had really been hoping he wouldn’t have to deal with the shock induced amnesia part of the process.
“Spoony. He’s your twin brother,” Linkara said, and the words tasted like ash on his tongue but they needed saying. He could beat himself up for being an oblivious idiot once Insano was safely returned to himself.
Insano blinked slowly, and Linkara could see the awareness start to creep back into his eyes.
“The other half of my soul,” Insano said.
“Yeah, more or less. The separation wasn’t exactly a clean divide down the middle,” Linkara said, because here in Insano’s mind he could see Insano’s frayed edges. But they were starting to heal around themselves and reweave into something new and whole.
Insano’s gazed flicked back to the view screen. “He found me. He keeps finding me. It took him such a long time, but he tracked me down. He’s not going to rest until he destroys me completely,”
“Who?” Linkara asked. But then Linkara made the connection. ‘An ominous fucker in black’ and then a man who gave Linkara the creeps dressed in black on the viewscreen…They were the same person, as crazy as it sounded. It was the only thing that made sense, and Linkara figured that he’d seen stranger things happen.
“Malachite,” Insano hissed, and the defenses that had been calm until then, that had apparently not considered Linkara a threat, flared powerfully at the mere mention of Malachite’s name. They nearly knocked Linkara off his feet, but he managed to hold his ground.
“Look, Insano, I think we need to have this conversation where everyone else can hear. They need to know what they’re up against,” Linkara said. “Come back with me,”
Insano shook his head. “Are you stupid? I’m not going back out there! I’m safe here!”
“I got in, didn’t I?” Linkara asked, and Insano glared at him. “And what about Spoony? Are you just going to leave your other half defenseless? Or your son?”
“….I hate you,” Insano said. His defenses lowered, and Linkara held out his hand to lead the way back, smiling.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” Linkara said as Insano took his hand.
When Linkara opened his eyes, he was once again surrounded by his friends. He looked down to see Insano opening his eyes too.
Insano blinked for a moment in confusion before making a noise that was a mix of horror and outrage and shutting his eyes tight again.
“Where in Tesla’s name are my goggles?!” He shrieked.
“I’ve got them right here, you big baby,” Spoony said, walking over and putting them on Insano. Insano relaxed instantly once they were back.
The reactions to Insano kissing Spoony right then probably would have been funny, if Linkara had been paying them any attention. Cinema Snob and Jew Wario weren’t phased at all, Angry Joe made a horrified noise, Todd sighed and covered Film Brain and Luke’s eyes, Marzgurl looked intrigued and said something that Linkara didn’t hear but he was pretty sure he caught the words ‘shonen ai’ somewhere in there, and Paw grinned. “It’s not rage, but it’s close enough! Ha-tah-tah-tah,”
Spoony pulled away, and part of Linkara was very relieved. He refused to think about what the other part was feeling. There hadn’t even been any passion or heat to the kiss, it was just a perfunctory touching of lips to lips.
“Was that really necessary?” Spoony snapped.
“Can you think of any other way to facilitate the memory sharing process in a way that wouldn’t fry your pathetic brain? No? I didn’t think so. Smartass,” Insano said, wiping the dirt and grass off of his clothes primly.
“So that creepy fucker is really...” Spoony asked, trailing off.
“Yes,” Insano said tightly. “And we are all in even more danger than we’d previously thought. Especially once he realizes who you and I are. Thank you for breaking that protection by the way, that was a really smart thing for you to do,”
“It’s not like I knew what I was doing at the time,” Spoony said, rolling his eyes. “It was a shitily done protection anyway, and we’ve got bigger things to worry about,”
The explanation Insano gave was quick, and hit only the most important of details, but it was enough to concern everyone in the group.
“We need to find the gauntlet and quick if Malachite’s hanging around,” Angry Joe said.
“It’s definitely not safe, wherever it is. We need to find it a better hiding spot than whatever that Jaffers guy came up with,” Todd said.
“We need to warn Mr. Critic!” Film Brain said suddenly, and everyone turned to look at him.
“Film Brain’s right. Critic knows about Malachite but he doesn’t know that Malachite’s still around and looking for the gauntlet. He and the others are walking in to danger,” Luke agreed.
It was pretty quickly decided that Linkara was going to go back to Group A and tell them what had happened, and that the rest of them would continue searching for the gauntlet and try to find it before Malachite could.
Before he left, though, Linkara pulled Insano aside.
“How are you feeling?” Linkara asked.
“I’m fine, there’s no adverse side-effects other than a slight headache. Having several lifetimes’ worth of memories suddenly and violently reawoken tends to do that,” Insano said, crossing his arms.
Linkara sighed with relief. “Good. And don’t worry me like that again,”
Insano rolled his eyes. “I didn’t plan on it, believe me. I’d be much happier never having encountered Malachite again. But at least now I know what I - what Spoony and I are up against,”
“About that. I’d really feel better if you two let me put some protections on you,” Linkara said.
Insano took a step back and shook his head. “Oh no. No no no no no. There will be absolutely zero magic going near either of us. We’ve already had one magical protection backfire on us, I’m not chancing another,”
Linkara must have looked as confused at that statement as he felt, because Insano sighed. “Suffice to say, Aeon was a terrible magician who should have just stuck to Alchemy, and a poorly cast protection is the reason we were ripped in two when Malachite got too close to use last time, and why you turned into a blithering idiot when it came to my identity,”
“Hey!” Linkara protested, but his heart wasn’t in it. He had been an idiot, though at least he had an excuse for it now. Magic had kept him from seeing the truth until Aeon had broken his own spell when Spoony took off Insano’s goggles, revealing the truth by Aeon’s own will.
“Go and rejoin your friends, hero, they need to know what’s happened,” Insano said. There was a pause, and Linkara waited because it felt like Insano was going to say more. “But thank you. For pulling me back. And the offer,” Insano said reluctantly, not meeting Linkara’s eyes.
Linkara grinned widely. “You’re welcome, Insano. Any time,”
“You,” Spoony hissed to the man in black standing in front of him. He couldn’t help himself, there was too much emotion swirling inside of him, and it was all coming out as rage. Spoony could hear his friends behind him shuffling nervously, unsure if they should come to his aid. Malachite stared at him.
“Do you have any fucking idea how god damn painful it is to be forced to reincarnate? Over and over and over and over again?” Spoony asked, voice becoming shrill and manic in his anger. “Well I do! No thanks to you, you twisted, megalomaniacal fuck!”
Spoony felt his friends back up slowly, suddenly wary of Spoony’s rage. All of them except Linkara, who was a steady presence at Spoony’s back, and Insano, who Spoony could feel was just as angry. Even Malachite looked a little thrown. Like he didn’t think Aeon could have so much of a backbone, even after so many years. Spoony was going to prove him wrong.
“You wanted to keep Aeon alive so that you could get your revenge, but you failed. It took you too long to find me, Mal,” Spoony said. “I’ve been reincarnated too many times and the pain of it Drove. Me. Insane.”
Spoony laughed, high-pitched and loud, an all too familiar cackle proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that he and Insano had been the same person, once upon a time in a kingdom far far away. It was an unpleasant reminder that he wasn’t actually as sane as he usually appeared. “You’ll never have your Aeon back to play with now, wizard man,”
Spoony stepped forward, getting right up into Malachite’s face, and his grin was sharp and cruel, showing off far too many teeth for anyone’s comfort. He’d wanted to get this off his chest ever since Insano had given him back the memories of their past lives. Wanted to make Malachite see the devastation he’d caused, all because of a stupid wounded ego.
“Do you know what the punishment is for traitors?” Spoony said, and he saw Malachite flinch nearly imperceptibly at having his own words thrown back in his face. “It’s all your fault. Aeon would have happily ruled alongside you, but you fucked it up and you’ll never be able to fix it because you broke your alchemist beyond repair!”
Spoony’s kiss was as harsh and unforgiving as his words had been. “Goodbye, Mal,” he said coldly as he pulled away, his gaze flickering over to the side of the field where Ma-Ti was approaching them.
Everyone tried desperately to dissuade Ma-Ti. Everyone except Spoony and Insano, who just watched silently while Ma-Ti ranted out all his anger. Because the ring on his finger was now very, very familiar. Spoony wondered if Malachite recognized it, or if he’d even noticed it yet.
If he hadn’t, he sure recognized it after Ma-Ti accidentally sent him flying back onto his ass. There was stunned silence from Spoony’s coworkers.
“The ring!” Critic said in realization.
“What are you waiting for, idiot?” Insano asked Ma-Ti.
“Go for it,” Spoony said with a sharp smile. Insano wasn’t the only one to hold grudges.
Ma-Ti was surprised by the support from people who’d never given him the time of day before that moment, as the rest of the producers joined in and began cheering his name. He grinned, bolstered by the encouragement, and started blasting Malachite with the lodestone ring’s power.
There was a large explosion of magic. When it cleared Ma-Ti was dying and Malachite was gone.
“The lodestone ring was only supposed to be used when you were S.O.L. because it costs a lot to use it,” Spoony said sadly.
“It was too powerful. But Ma-Ti lasted longer than most people would. Probably some mystic crap about him having a pure heart,” Insano said, looking over at Linkara. Linkara was devastated like the rest of the group.
Insano kept his eyes on Critic and Ma-Ti, but reached out and took Linkara’s hand. It was the least he could do. Linkara had been solid and real when Insano was trapped in Aeon’s memories, Insano could be solid and real while Linkara grieved. Linkara squeezed Insano’s hand back tightly.
Ma-Ti’s funeral had been more somber than Insano had thought them capable of. Everyone was too tired and too sad to do much more than quietly grieve.
They were back in Spoony and Insano’s hotel room, now, taking time to be by themselves. Though of course ‘by themselves’ meant ‘Insano, Spoony, SOI and Linkara’, since the hero hadn’t wanted to be alone and neither Insano or Spoony were inclined to send him away.
The TV was on, playing reruns of some cartoon that was keeping SOI entertained. SOI was sitting way too close to the TV, he was going to ruin his eyesight that way, but Insano couldn’t find it in him at the moment to tell him to move. And SOI paying such close attention to the TV meant that the adults could talk without him overhearing.
“I can’t believe that Malachite is really gone,” Spoony said.
“I don’t believe it,” Linkara said, arms crossed. “Not for a second,”
“You know, you’re a very skeptical person for someone who uses magic,” Insano said.
“Call it experience, but the bad guy never just disappears like that. Where’s his body? If there’s no body, he’s not dead,” Linkara said firmly.
“Well, he’s gone for now, at least, and that’s a good thing,” Spoony said.
Linkara smiled slightly. “Yeah, that’s true,”
“And besides, we’ll just kick his ass if he does show up again. We’ll be ready for him this time,” Spoony said.
Insano grinned. “Oh yes. I’ve already got ideas. We’ll show him just what Science and the 21st century can do,”
Linkara laughed. “You are adorable,”
Insano was going to protest very vehemently that he was most certainly not adorable and that he was a villain worthy of awe and terror when Linkara kissed him. It was a soft, lingering touch of his lips but it made Insano’s heart skip a beat anyway.
Insano shuddered violently, and Linkara pulled away.
“The curse,” He said by way of explanation, voice shocked. “it broke,”
Spoony frowned in confusion, noticing that he couldn’t feel the sickly presence of the curse under his skin either. It was a strange sensation. What the hell could have done that?
Spoony laughed as he realized.
“True Love’s Kiss,” he said, gasping for air in between his hysterics and motioning between Insano and Linkara. “That bastard, of course he’d do that,”
Insano frowned. “Even when he was that angry at us, he still…He must have thought he’d be the only one able to break it,” His voice was a little more wistful than he wanted it to be.
“Well he was wrong,” Linkara said forcefully, reminding the two of them that he was there.
“Are all magic users so jealous? I’m curious. Like, is that a thing with you guys, or what?” Spoony asked, and Linkara rolled his eyes.
“Wait, if Malachite set the curse to break with a kiss, why didn’t it happen when Spoony kissed him at the fight?” Linkara asked.
“His obsession wasn’t love anymore, dumbass,” Spoony said. “and any love I - we -Aeon felt for him went away after the…oh, 7th forced reincarnation?”
“That sounds about right,” Insano said.
Linkara shrugged, willing to accept that as an answer after years of ‘It’s magic, you don’t have to explain it’.
“I don’t know about you guys,” Spoony said, stretching his arms behind his back. “But I am ready to go home. I’m going to sleep for days,”
Insano nodded, smiling slightly. “That does sound nice,”
“What about you, Linkara? You going home or do you want to hitch a ride with us to our place?” Spoony asked, giving a significant look to the lack of personal space currently between Linkara and Insano. Neither of them had really moved after the kiss.
Linkara shook his head. “Neither, as nice as both of those options sound. I think I’m gonna hang back here for a while. Make sure Critic doesn’t…you know,”
“Pull a ‘Critic’?” Insano asked wryly.
“Yeah, that,” Linkara said, giving a weary laugh. “I just figure someone should stay, at least for a little bit, so that he’s not alone. But I’ll probably be out your way in a few days,”
“Don’t think for one second that I’m going to let you put wards around our house while you’re there,” Insano said, giving Linkara a suspicious look.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Linkara said innocently, “Scout’s Honor,”
Spoony knew for a fact that Linkara hadn’t been a Boy Scout for a day in his life. Spoony let it go, though, because at least the resulting fight would mean things were back to normal, even if it seemed like everything had changed.
Part 1. Bonus Content. Master Post.