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adds a quick scene, and a couple of characters.

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Subj: The Silver Age Dimension, Part Four: Catastrophe Falls
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"That's some table you've got there," commented Visionary as he was led into the Lair Mansion conference room. The table in the middle of the room was shaped like a giant "L", surrounded by egg shaped chairs.

"Not everyone has their team meetings at the kitchen table," Hallie reminded the possibly fake man as she followed behind with Maggie and Griffin. She was finding things a little hard to take in; everything appeared to be state of the art, but it didn't feel like the state of the art she was used to.

"The Lair Legion is due back from their battle with Peter Von Doom any minute now," Flapjack, the polished gentleman butler, told them. "May I get you a beverage while you wait?"

The group declined, and with a courteous nod the major domo left the room. "I'm not sure which is creepier; this bizarro-Flapjack or the real one," Hallie said.

The kids looked at each other briefly before responding in unison. "The real one."

A new, yet somewhat familiar voice broke in. "Oh, we're all real in our own way."

Standing in the doorway was Hallie, or rather, this reality's version of Hallie. She appeared to be housed in a robot shell, complete with metal skirt and 1960's style big hair.

"Hallie?" asked Visionary.

"That's me! HALLIE! It stands for H-," she began to explain before the digital Hallie cut her off.

"Heuristic Artificial Life Learning Intelligence Entity," she summed up for her doppleganger. It had been a long time since Hallie had thought of the origins of her name.

"Why yes! How did you know?"

"Because she is your alternate reality counterpart from...Earth X," summed up the next person to enter the room.

"That name is taken," pointed out Griffin helpfully. CrazySugarFreakBoy! had insisted he be in charge of the boy's comic book education.

"Twice, actually," chimed in Maggie.

"Oh, well then," Harper sputtered, unused to being corrected. "Earth 2!"

"Taken," said Griffin.

"Earth Prime?"

"Try again."

"Counter-Earth?"

"Fraid not."

"She is a doppleganger from a parallel universe," Harper said. He would come up with a cool name for their universe when the little killjoys weren't around.

"The question is," said the square-jawed hero behind Dr. Harper, "are they friends or foes?"

"Hatty?" checked Visionary.

"Merciful Maple Leaf! He knows my name!" exclaimed Hatman in surprise.

"We know who all of you are!" exclaimed Maggie.

She then named the rest of the Lair Legion membership who had just walked into the room.

To be continued...by you?






Magweed broke off her exposition identifying exactly who was on the line-up as the door to the kitchen burst open, revealing a small, pinkish figure in a state of distress. "Eet ees ah cahtastrophe!" he squealed in a bad French accent. "Zee soufflé haz collapsed!"

"Zounds!" said Hatman.

"Egad!" exclaimed Al.

"Brap?!" asked Visionary, blinking in surprise at he sight of the three-foot-tall, talking bipedal pig.

"Er... Oui..." the pig replied, his chef's hat flopping precariously over one eye. "I deed not know we had company. Unfortunately, zhere will be a slight delay in brunch."

"Brap! It's me, Visionary!" the Regular said excitedly. "I've been looking everywhere for you! Where have you been?"

"Er... zhe kitchen?" the pig answered hesitantly, looking over the odd man. "'Ave we met before, monsieur?"

"Yes! In the Moderatorverse! And possibly some other times before... things get kind of hazy when I fall out of reality, you know" Visionary explained. "We were close friends, and you helped save the world and all, and then reality snapped back to normal, only I didn't know you in the normal reality, so I had no idea where to begin looking for you, and I called Dr. Moo and asked if she had created any biogenetically engineered pigs, but she wasn't really cooperative because she's a big evil cow and all, as Asil would say, so I pulled some favors with Quoth and she said she'd alert me if you surfaced, but what with the thing with the Carnifex and all I was overly distracted and lord knows how busy she must have been keeping reality twirling... All of which just goes to say I hope you can understand why it's taken so long to find you!"

"Er... oui" the pig agreed, backing slowly towards the kitchen. "Ah can see how zhat would 'appen." He smiled gamely and nodded in an encouraging, non-threatening manner. "Well, eet haz been wonderful meeting such fine guests, but I really must be getting back to zhe kitchen and my knives. My very, very large kitchen knives." With a gulp, the pig was gone through the doorway.

"That was Brap?" Griffin asked. "He seemed nice."

"Good cook too" Trickshot agreed. "But I do miss getting bacon for breakfast."


to be continued...