¡Tink! (tinkhatespink) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-07-10 20:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, clarice ferguson (blink), tinkerbell |
Ever hear of that old show Sliders?
Who: Blink and Tink
When: First week in July
Where: Tink’s Shop
What: Checking in!
Rating/Warning: Low/None
Status: Complete when posted
Tink was at the shop. It was hotter than fuck out there, lately, and she’d been suffering. She was really looking forward to her break, Blink promised to bring her an iced coffee. Tink really needed it. She finished up the car she was working on, then punched out for her half hour break, and went to sit on the bench on the sidewalk, fanning herself with a magazine.
Blink teleported in with a couple of iced coffees, and sat on the bench next to Tink. “Here you go.” She seemed a little subdued lately, but she was still coming down off of a tough experience. She was enjoying some relaxing and touching base with friends!
Tink jumped when Blink just appeared. She shook her head a bit and laughed. “Man! You get me every time. Every time!” She said, then accepted the iced coffee and took a gulp. That was just what the doctor ordered on a hot day like today!
“It’s one of the things that’s fun for me,” Blink replied, taking a sip of her own. “How can you stand working in that garage in this heat?”
“Oh, God, it’s practically unbearable. But that’s what comes with the territory. If a mechanic doesn’t wear the coveralls, they could get burned by oil or hot metal, that sort of thing.” Tink gave a gentle shrug. “Still. That’s why you’re a lifesaver, bringing me the coffee.”
“Maybe I could bring you some snow? Or a giant chunk of ice.” She grinned. “Would just need something for it to melt into!”
“There’s a drain.” Tink said, motioning. If only she’d been dreaming. Oh, ice and snow... making a snow-machine... it seemed familiar, but Tink hadn’t had those dreams yet, so she wasn’t sure why. “I would love you forever. I could develop some sort of Air Conditioning that doesn’t require so much electricity.”
“Give me two minutes.” She blinked away. A minute later, snow fell from the sky and right onto Tink. Clarice popped back in. “uh..oops?”
Tink gave a little gasp as the cold snow started to fall on her hair and neck, then laughed and shuddered, shaking a bit. Ice was slipping down into her coveralls. “That’s cold that’s cold!” She said, laughing. “Didn’t take two minutes, either.”
“I lied! There’s a huge ice cube inside. It’s almost as big as a car.” Clarice grinned. “You just looked like you needed a bit of a cool down!”
“You... what?” Tink blinked at her. “You put an ice cube the size of a car in the garage?” She asked, jumping to her feet to go look. “Really?? You can blink things that large?”
“Bigger. It’s easier to do things in chunks, but I can do 7 or 8 people at a time.” It was exhausting the bigger or farther it was. Blink hadn’t fully tested her limited. Going to the moon seemed to be the farthest.
“Wow. That’s amazing.” Tink said, still in awe of her girl friend’s powers. “I wish I had awesome Dreams that gave me amazing powers like yours.”
“You don’t dream at all?” Blink looked at her, there was envy in her eyes.
Tink shook her head. “I mean, I’ve got normal dreams, but not those crazy ones that come with powers and skin colors changing or whatever.” She was both jealous of people who had great Dreams, and apologetic that some had bad Dreams.
“That’s what I mean.” She chuckled. “there’s good things in them, but I’d trade the good to get rid of the bad.”
“Sometimes people have good dreams that are just good. Like, the people who dream about being unicorns? I’d like that, I think.” Tink responded. Though, she could understand what Blink was saying.
“That would be pretty neat! I just dreamed about being pink, and saving the multiverse.” And the assaults and the killing and the death... She looked on the bright side though. Friends, the family she’d built.
“Multiverse?” Tink asked, wondering if the heat (or the ice?) was getting to her friend. “Don’t you mean universe?”
“Multiverse.” She nodded at Tink. “I mean multiverse. Ever hear of that old show Sliders? Kinda like that. We’d bounce from alternate earth to alternate earth, trying to fix timelines. I must have met a dozen different versions of Tony Stark, for example.”
“...wow. That’s... crazy.” Tink broke into a grin. “I used to love that show, actually. Jerry O’Connell? I don’t think he’s done anything else worth knowing.” She’d decided not to try and figure it all out. It was too much weird for her little brain.
“No idea! The last name sounds kinda familiar from something else.” Blink laughed. “And it was really crazy. I’m kind of glad it’s not quite as crazy here.”
“Not as crazy. But sometimes it’s really weird!” Tink said, shaking her head. “I mean, zombies? Giant mushrooms? Really.” She sighed. “I thought I’d have a nice, normal life. Make some inventions, have some friends... but no.”
“The giant mushrooms were actually kinda cool,” Blink pointed out. She agreed with the zombies, in general. She wanted them to all go away.
“Meh.” Tink gave a little shrug. “It’s ridiculous how much I’m okay with things being normal.” She added, then sat back in her chair.
Blink nodded. “No it’s not ridiculous. I agree a lot of the time.” She got comfy, pulling her legs underneath her body as she did so.
“I wonder... I mean, are people just getting used to things being insane around here? We seem to have a … maybe a delayed reaction time.” She said, thinking about those strange zombies she’d seen mentioned on the valarnet. “Like we’re getting used to things being weird, so we don’t freak out. Or, like... like we’re being trained to not react so that we won’t when the big one comes.” ...whatever the big one was.
“I can say that..eventually you do reach a point where nothing shocks you anymore. Then you burn out. I don’t want to. Burn out.” But Clarice knew it was coming, and soon.
Tink nodded. “I hope we don’t. But it’s coming. I’m sure.” Tink gave a little shrug, then finished the last of her iced coffee and tossed the empty cup into the trash can. “Maybe more for other people than for me.”
“I’m sure the weirdest things that’ll happen to you will be random chunks of icebergs appearing in your shop,” Clarice replied, a sneaky little grin on her face.
Tink laughed. “Hey, those are pretty weird. Good, but weird.” She beamed. “I dunno, I’m still reeling from all the other crap that’s happened around here lately. Maybe I need a vacation.”
“Just let me know,” she said. “I’ll send you anywhere!”
“You know, that’s the best damn idea I’ve heard all day.” Tink said, giving her friend a bright smile.