fandomtownies | The Perk, Tuesday Late Afternoon

Hot apple cider? Check. Peppermint brownie? Check. A seat at the window? Also check.

Ino's PHS went off, signaling a text from her boss.

Iris. I won't text you again. I'm no longer asking you to contact me, I'm actually begging. You've reduced me to begging, Iris. The Renos have joined forces. They've toilet papered the common area on the Turk floor.

Ino nearly choked laughing on her drink. Which would be a real waste of a drink. Tseng probably would be offended (definitely would be offended) at her laughter but he was dealing with that, while she wasn't.

She was way smarter than he was.

Her PHS went off again.

I'm texting again. Do you know how to escape Pyramid from the inside? They didn't take well to me attempting to put an end to the party. Rod took their side. I think the Rudes are laughing. I can't tell.

Ino cracked up all over again.

Rather than text her boss, like a nice person, she texted the Renos. (They had the same PHS number, after all, one of them would get it.)

I demand pictures!

Ino was a terrible person.

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puppy_fair wrote Tseng's texts 'cause she's a superstar!]

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Way ahead of you. Check ur email!

Yes, it would be Fandom-flavor Reno returning that text, because the younger Reno, the one who actually belonged in this reality, was otherwise occupied.

He was toilet-papering the Pyramid. Tseng was standing inside with his arms crossed over his chest, scowling out at the both of them. This was Reno's Christmas present to you, Ino. A photo of exactly that.

She was going to start crying at this rate, from laughing so hard.

She was possibly going to frame a shot of this and stick it in her shop somewhere.

I love you! Well, she did, especially right now! He's gonna kill you later.

He's gonna try. But now he's got double the Rudes to stop him. Rude ain't never let me down before, yo.

It was true enough. Rudes liked Renos. This was the way of things. The state of the universe. He was gonna be fine.

Anyway, this is what he gets for tryin' to keep me locked up until he could be sure the DNA tests checked out and I was who I said I was. Cute of him to try, tho.

I ain't arguing 'bout him deservin' it!

Especially not when it got her such fantastic presents.

Have the DNA tests come back? Are you a bona fide real Reno? Also did Rude have to get the tests done too? Say hi to the Rudes for me. And Rod!

Rude got the tests done too, but any idiot can tell Rude's Rude just by the way he doesn't ever shut up.

Reno sometimes lived in his own little world. It was a special place.

Tests came back. I'm Reno enough to give mini-me the creeps and everyone's comin' around to believing you met me on the island. Consensus is that place is fucked up enough of course it'll have an older, shittier me.

Another moment later, he added, Rudes and Rod say Hi. Tseng is bitching some more.

It really was.

Hey now, you might be older and shittier but you're still alive and that's impressive!

A beat, where Ino took a bite of her brownie and hummed happily over it.

I can tell. He's blowing up my phone with demands. I don't know what he thinks I can do about it from here.

He probably wants you to talk me out of it. Which is cute all on its own, really. He ain't gettin' outta that pyramid until Rosa comes back in and breaks it before chewin' us all out for our behavior.

He was still getting used to having everyone around again, but he remembered what they were like well enough all the same.

Don't be too hard on her! She's my partner!

Ino was kind of protective about that fact. She always had been rather territorial.

Which reminded her...

She quickly sent Rosa an email, with the pictures Reno had sent her, that went: You might want to stop this!

This way she got the best of both worlds. Tseng couldn't be too mad at her, Rosa would be happy, and she'd still gotten the best pictures from Reno. Genius.

Traitor!

I ain't gonna be any harder on her than I ever was. She's just gonna get it in stereo now, is all. She'll live.

She was playing both sides! A time honoured tradition!

Good.

Ino could cope with that.

Are you too busy partying to hear 'bout some work?

Well, it was a very Turk thing to do!

Never too busy partyin' to do the job. What's up?

Looked like littler Reno was going to have to deal with Rosa on his own. This particular Reno was ducking out of the room while everyone's focus was on Tseng.

I figured out who to give Zirconiade to. It ain't taken care of yet, but it will be.

Maybe as a Christmas gift? No, that was waiting too long.

It ain't hard to put two and two together though and guess AVALANCHE might try and send pursuit. I want to minimize that before they ever dream of leaving Gaia.

Hey, you know me. Big fan of damage control, these days. What do you need me to do?

All it took was a mention of that damn group of eco-terrorists to snap Reno right to attention, yes.

While it's temptin' to vote for murderizing their top brass to keep 'em too disorganized we both know that ain't as easy to do as it is to say.

Not even a little. Or else it would have already been done.

I were thinkin' more false leads.

My speciality, yo. I got enough dirt on this world to send 'em on a wild Mog chase here, and if they figure out that there's somethin' beyond Gaia, there's a whole damn multiverse to have 'em runnin' around.

He kind of loved that about reality.

Long as they don't pull what we're doing and just steal from another Gaia I'm down with whatever way you want to send them.

Ino leaned back in her chair, shifting to get a better view outside.

I mean, we're way better than them. Can't go givin' them ideas.

Yeah, nah, I gotta lay low as it is, yo. Rude's under strict orders to do the same. Second they become aware of another Gaia, that's when we're all royally fucked. I get that.

Reno really, really didn't want to invite AVALANCHE to go on a mad romp to some other Gaia just to cause the same chaos there. Everywhere. He was only really invested in certain realities, but that didn't mean he wanted it to bite him in the ass, either.

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