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Want the dakota and I got it

Fanning

I deflated I'm like Peyton

Manning

Previously on

{Enter The Multiverse}

Season 6

DRAKE BELL enters DTLA smokeshop.

NICK

You know who that is, right?

Before:

Tell me she remembers

High possibility she doesn't remember anything at all.

Great.

Also. A high chance—

That she remembers everything.

Oh!

Like all of it.

Even worse.

That might be worse—

—it might be better.

But it isn't,

Either way! We lose!

Great.

Good luck, Timmy!

Who the fuck is Timmy?

You are!

What!

Good luck.

So he enters and exits—

In two entirely seperate dimensions!

Not even parallels.

Not even close.

In fact,

Once he enters,

The world he leaves behind is forever gone.

Forever gone?!

Woah! Woah!

Except those other guys from Nickelodeon,

Because they have a Time Machine.

Wooh,

Phew.

That's good.

Yes it is.

Wait—we have a Time Machine?

Yes.

That's good.

Wher

THE FOXXXYBOXXX arrives.

“the Foxy Box?!”

No, the Foxxxy Boxxx

What—

What are you dickbags staring at.

Nothing.

Goddamn!

Shut up!

That is the sexiest Time Machine I've ever seen!

Have you ever seen a Time Machine at all, before this?

I—I don't know what I've seen before this.

Whatever.

I like your box.

Shut up.

I like your box, too…

Shut up. Get in.

Where are we going?

I don't even care.

To Wonderland!

{Enter The Multiverse}

The first one might not fly, but the second one's for sure a hit.

I found out there was wax on my apples today for the first time, and I thought “well, that's gross.

Counting cards, are we?

Another writing assignment.

They're all writing assignments…

You were dead once—

—or I will be soon. Your choice.

(Up to you)

It's always my choice.

You don't have acknowledge us as ‘ghosts'

It's just that—

We are what we are.

To speak without speaking

To know without knowing

Cut ties with it all—

With it at all?

It could be worth it,

If the salamander ever speaks again?

Well, you are alive, aren't you?

Only at the wishing well.

—last I checked, in chains I was.

I wish I were a rockstar.

Consider it granted, unless—

Unless, what?

You'd rather yourself a comedian.

Why would I want that?

Why wouldn't you?

I went full screen for Whoopi Goldberg but absolutely died

At gene wilder.

You'd better not.

How dare you, Severus?

Why would you write something like this?

But—why wouldn't I?

I wonder if there's anything I can do to get rid of this wax—

And then I thought,

“Maybe I should just peel them”

Then I thought,

“Wax on A