World Refugees Final Mix

Stitch is officially Eli's godfather - I think it's appropriate

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I keep saying, you're still here because the universe hates you and loves me. It's the most logical answer.

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but you must also know that anything pertaining to logic disappears when it comes within five feet of me

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Strange, I haven't noticed any loss of logic when I'm within five feet of you, which has been rather frequently these days.
Perhaps it's such a subtle effect that the the one experiencing it is oblivious.

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of course, as is the case of Murphy's Law, the world will now attempt to throw all logic out the window whenever you're within five feet of me. If it doesn't, then something is seriously wrong with the universe

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But something is seriously wrong with the universe...

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I want the universe to fix itself for at least a day. Maybe two. Or hell, why not a week or a lifetime?

guess I'll have to settle for Hawaii and Lilo's shenanigans

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Last time we made a wish like that, we got our Heartless-free Christmas. Then the universe made up for its downtime with a world shift and a very inconvenient barrier.
Judging by that pattern, you'll get your week of peace, and then something even worse will happen.

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this better be the best week ever then before things go to hell in the hypothetical, much-burned handbasket

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Right.

So what can I do to make it the best week ever~?

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um... surf? Attempt to housetrain Stitch?

[locked to Song] I'm sure we'll figure something out... where your big sister, my best friend, and the new mom can't offer their two cents

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Do you know how to surf? Because I don't, though I'm not against trying.

Or you could surf while I build sand castles and keep an eye out for sharks and aliens.

Maybe your luck will lure in a sea monster. That would be awesome.

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well, if it's anything like snowboarding... I just won't mention that one time in high school.

Besides, an alternate version of Hawaii allows us to be a bit more creative, don't you think?

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Let me guess; you got into some kind of insane Josi-esque accident?

And I'm why we couldn't be just as creative on our Hawaii. Is it the aliens?

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There may have been a broken limb and a small pile up of fellow students involved... but I'm not saying it.

The aliens, of course. Plus that adorably neurotic little girl and the fact that it's going to be time for me to leave soon.

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The mental image of that is like something right out of a movie or cartoon, I have to say. Further evidence that you exist solely for the sadistic entertainment of the universe.

Oh yes. That.
Why are you leaving again?

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I wish the universe would take up knitting or something.

Something is still moving, something dangerous. And it's not just affecting this part of the universe. I can't stay, not with that going on. Even if I want to.

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That wouldn't do any good. The universe already weaves tapestries, you see. Some of the stories they tell are quite bloody.

And that's a better answer than I expected. I can't argue.
It sounds like a job for a Refugee.

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Well, in that case, at least you don't have to worry about Orpheus coming back and trying to fight you for her.

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Was that really necessary, Mab?

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My point was that if logic vanishes around Josiah, Orpheus would probably vanish from his presence. I thought it was kind of funny. But don't mind me. sleep deprivation makes me say things that make sense on my head, but no where else.

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Oh, I got the joke. It was what I was trying to say about my own logic.

But that part of my heart's still tender. Only I am allowed to poke it.

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Sorry, kiddo. Like I said, not as sensitive as normal. I'm working on two two hours shifts of sleep a day. Sorry for jokes not in good taste.

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Hmm. Now I know how other people feel when I make light of their Darkness. ;p
You're forgiven.

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Accept the fact that you're staying. No one wants you to leave. You don't really want to leave. There will never be a good time to leave.

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