in between moments

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell has not found Milliways by herself since the occasion on which she first met Sherlock.

Today, after eight months, she does.

She makes sure that Sherlock and Tony are both awake, finds that they are but do not want to join her in the bar today unless she finds something interesting, checks her coin supply and finds it sufficient, and steps through.

Comments

[pythbox]

"...That just sounds mean," he says.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Oh, trust me, if I knew who ran the place that wouldn't even be the first thing I complained to the management about. Although it'd be the second," says Shell Bell.

[pythbox]

"Dare I ask...?"

[she_sells_seashells]

"If you ever open a door and it leads to a bar instead of where you thought you were going? And it's decorated for - you have Valentine's Day here? Lace and pink and red and white and -" She makes the heart shape with her hands. "If you find Milliways and it's decorated with that crap you bolt."

[pythbox]

"Uhh," he says. "Okay."

[she_sells_seashells]

"Milliways thinks it's cute to celebrate the holiday with little darts of mind-affecting love drugs," Shell Bell explains.

[pythbox]

"Creeeeepy," Tony opines.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Ayep. Me and Sherlock managed to sleep through most of it, and I found it useful - I was straight, they gave me the material to go straight-with-an-exception - but it was awful. I cried."

[pythbox]

"Hey, I'm sorry," he says awkwardly.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Not your fault, I'm just warning you, run if Milliways is decorated for Valentine's. I'm fine, now."

[pythbox]

"Consider me warned."

[she_sells_seashells]

"Good good." Pause. "Hey, I should probably apologize - I didn't know where you were, so earlier, I just teleported to the-place-you-were, invisibly - I have to specify a unique location or I can't go anywhere. I wound up in your bedroom, but I left to outside the house right away and talked to Jarvis. I don't know if he told you or not, but he noticed me, invisibility notwithstanding."

[pythbox]

"Yeah, he mentioned," says Tony. "We're cool as long as you didn't take pictures."

[she_sells_seashells]

"I didn't take any photos, but I have perfect recall," says Bell.

[pythbox]

"Then we're cool as long as you don't draw any pictures," he amends.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Or conjure them?" laughs Shell Bell.

[pythbox]

"As long as pictures do not come into existence in whatever form," he says, snorting.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Sure. If my Tony or my Sherlock ask, though, can I show them you? Not upstairs, but just -" She waves her hand at him. "Like so. Maybe Tony wants to know what he'll look like in twenty years if he doesn't quit aging before then."

[pythbox]

He laughs. "Sure, that's fine. Show him the goatee."

[she_sells_seashells]

"Will do," Shell Bell grins. "-D'you want to see pictures of them? Or lifesize three-dimensional illusions. Same size coin to do either, squares'll do conjuring or illusions either one."

[pythbox]

"Why not," he shrugs. "Might as well go for the better special effects."

[she_sells_seashells]

Square! Illusions! She includes all the ones she's met, just for fun, standing grouped, and points around. "These are mine, and this is Juliet's Sherlock, who's a vampire, and this is another pair from a world without a Bell in it, that's the Tony that copied their Jarvis for Juliet's Sherlock to bring home, and this is another vampire Sherlock from another world, who does have a Tony at home but he wasn't there when I met him, and this one unlike the other vampire one has his soul attached still."

[pythbox]

"...That is more of my nineteen-year-old face than I have ever seen in one place at one time," he says, blinking.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell laughs. "Well, I think most of the Sherlocks are technically younger. Since they're clones except for mine. The Tonies who cloned them did at age twelve and the Sherlocks caught up to look the same age and then slow down in two years."

[pythbox]

"...Kiiiind of jealous now," Tony admits.