( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Uh... where'd the last ten days go and how come I'm having a sleepover with Jack Winchester? He's a boy.

There's a girl in my room.

And it's October. It's supposed to be September.

Well fuck that.

Just fuck it. A lot.

And fuck you, Uncle Asaph.

( OOC: Fear not, children. Gabriel has made it so the curse words appear as something less offensive when kids read it. For purposes of children, the role of the word 'fuck' will be played by the word 'banana'. You're welcome. What? He wasn't going to be obvious and use the word 'fudge'. He likes fudge. It's delicious. )

Did I....was I voluntarily hanging out with The Master and looking at bugs? Did that actually just happen?

Owen, Peter, I hope neither of you were too overwhelmed at the Clinic while Asaph decided that I needed to relive my childhood.

So, is everyone back to themselves? Or have we just had a mini-wave of people turning back early?

Hey. Selina. I have a baby I need to return to you. You know, if you want.

I'm bored. And I want to do something. Ideas?

( Aaron )
So, your name is Ken? That's a weird nickname for Aaron.

These little spoilers into the future are always interesting. In the year I've been here I've gotten a glimpse of three different futures. In two I was married and in one, I'm pretty sure, I was dating Veronica. She never said for sure, but she pretty much implied that we were together in some way in her future. Wonder what Doc Brown would think about all of this, considering he said it's never good for one to know too much about their own future.

Well, now that I'm the proper version of myself again, I guess it's time to jump into my new role as Chief of Police and spend a couple of hours down at the station going over the current cases.

Well, now that we're all back to normal, there's something I've been meaning to say.

Jarvis, you are in big trouble, young man.

Shame on you, Clinton Barton, for taking advantage of my younger self's naivety. So how many dads do I have here now? Tony is dad #1, because of that movie and now Clint is dad #2. Canton, does that make you my third dad? I think we should have a sitcom. In your face, My Two Dads!

Also, Jason is gone, but my new roomie looks like a scruffy version of Captain Steve.

God help me, I really did not miss being in my twenties.

And I'm probably the first forty-something woman in history to utter those words.

[ Charlie ]
Thanks for the heads up while I was shrunken, Charlie. And for defending the safety of my sanity to Clint. He's harmless, but that was definitely enough to make me smile when I'd come back into myself, so it was more than worth it.

[ Clint ]
Cat's out of the bag, then, I suppose.

why the hell do i got a crayon picture of a stick horse named "big bird" taped to my fridge for?