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acradelius · 1 year

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Hi, um I would like to make a request for love death and robots more specifically bad traveling from season 3 Torrin x mermaid reader were he and his crew capture her, Torrin fall's in love with her and now he's trying to protect and release her. I was thinking that maybe mermaid's are a weird creature so that makes her a special one, ( a little like "the shape of water" from Guillermo del Toro) maybe at the end she help or dave Torrin from the thanapod, i'm sorry if it's too much, I just got a little excited.

"Shape Of Us"

Fandom: Love, Death + Robots

Reference: (Season 3) Episode - "Bad Traveling"

Pairing: Torrin x F!Mermaid!Reader

Rating: Lime [🟢] (Equivalent to PG-13)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Alientic Environment/World Building, Alientic/Human Relations, Slight Fluff, Secretive Relationship, Murder, Death of Others, Alientic Threats, Kissing, Detailing of Violence, Open Ending

Word Count: 1,646 Words

Author's Note: DEFINITELY recommend Love, Death, + Robots for those who haven't checked it out already. Amazing pieces of work.

It had been quite difficult to determine exactly how many days and nights had already passed by. Instead of being cooperative, instead of allowing her to give some sort of treasury or information that would lead them to great treasure in exchange for her freedom, the crew had decided that (Y/N) was much more valuable to them than any sort of treasure that she could offer them. Therefore here she currently was, and had been, being held captive within a rickety, shabby bathtub that was located in the corner of the crew’s quarters. From the faint light that seeped through some cracks within the ship’s body and into the quarters (Y/N) was somewhat able to tell how many days had passed, but even then she was struggling to keep count. It had been that way for an uncertain amount of time before she had managed to form communication with one of the crew’s first mates, the first member of the crew who didn’t look at her with disgust or just the obvious thought of becoming a quick cash grab to split between them all.

“Torrin, that’s what you may address me as,” he had spoken, all while being hesitant, whether it was from caution of someone coming in and getting the wrong idea or possibly the curiosity of the species (Y/N) just so happened to be, seeing that they happened to be a more uncommon alien creature residing in the ocean. One of the many species that kept to themselves in the depths of the deep ocean. “You’ve been here for quite some time, and it’s difficult to tell how longer they will keep you here, but don’t worry. I’ll make sure that you get home.” Torrin reassures her, making small conversation within the darkness of the nights when the rest of the crew are sleeping. Small talk eventually turns into gentle touches, gentle kisses followed with whispered “I love yous”, taking strolls along the deck which turns into slow dancing underneath the moonlight. Yet, tonight wasn’t looking to be one of those nights. Not with the way that Torrin was pacing throughout the crew’s quarters as his eyebrows are furrowed in deep thought, hand resting upon his chin. There are some moments of silence all while (Y/N) attempts to figure out exactly what had happened earlier throughout that look upon Torrin’ face, considering the amount of commotion that had been going on upon the deck, but (Y/N) hadn’t been able to see what had exactly happened.

“There’s something that we need to discuss, darling,” Torrin begins, finally coming out of his thoughts as he makes way to the tub, kneeling down to be at level with (Y/N), hand moving to caress her face. “What exactly do you mean, Torrin? Is there something wrong? Amongst the crew? With the ship?” (Y/N) questions, unsure of exactly what the situation was, but figured it must’ve been serious seeing that Torrin needed to discuss it with her. Torrin begins to explain the situation, describing the turmoil and chaos of the Thanapod that had made its way aboard upon the ship and had demanded transportation to a nearby, civilized island known as Phaiden Island. He describes how the creature makes its hunger known and that Torrin had to sacrifice some of the crew already to momentarily satisfy the beast, which not only frightened but had also angered the crew as well. “They were angered that you weren’t used to satisfying the creature’s hunger, seeing that you had stated you had been trying to escape it within the first place. They want to try and use you next, but I promise, I won’t let that happen.” It was quite lovely, seeing the way that he had vowed (Y/N)’s life and safety over his own, one that was responded to with a deepened kiss. “Don’t worry, my love. I had the capabilities of keeping us within safety measures as well.”

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“They’re advancing,” Informing Torrin about the rebelling crew’s advancements towards the captain’s quarters, Torrin hiding stealthily within the darkness of the room, (Y/N) herself hiding within the darkness behind the doors leading out to the deck, hunched over in preparations to attack. There were a handful of the remaining crew members that were armed with some sort of weapon, having reached the doors now, assuming that Torrin was sound asleep in the bed across the room. There was not time to inform Torrin that they were at the door, but she initially didn’t have to as they made way into the quarters and over towards the bed, proceeding to attack it so viciously, (Y/N) quietly snickering at how those sneers of victory had quickly taken over their face but had been so quickly to fall at the realization that Torrin wasn’t in the bed at all. That they had no clue as to where he was currently at. This was her chance to create a distraction before they were able to discover his hiding location, emitting a low growl and barring her serrated, ragged teeth to them. Lunging towards the closest individual, making sure to cause much damage by tearing away at the skin with her teeth and claws, groaning slightly at the sudden, intense metallic taste within her mouth. It doesn’t take much for both Torrin and (Y/N) to eliminate the remaining individuals in the moments of shock, both being covered in their blood within the ending of it.

There’s some moments of silence that bestow upon the remaining two as they stand there to catch their breath, catching and maintaining eye contact with one another. Unintentionally the two individuals take steps to enclose the space between them before entangling limbs around each other all wrapped around each other as they engage in a passionate kiss, softly whispering each other’s names as if the reality of possibly losing each other has finally settled within their minds. Torrin didn’t mind the difference of physical aspect between himself and (Y/N), how despite that her physique was slightly human, but the features and detailing of her were more of an exotic, marine life creature. Being romantic with each other, being in a committed relationship with each other was something that they both knew would be something difficult due to the opinions of others, the differences in their anatomy, but that wouldn’t stop them. Not especially if they were to survive and be able to thrive after not only dealing with the Thanapod that was still moaning about being hungry underneath them. “You remember the plan, yes?” Whispering, Torrin proceeds to rub his thumb across (Y/N)’s cheeks, watching as she nodded. “You’ll deal with the Thanapod, I’ll work out the escape plan.” (Y/N) repeated the process that had been discussed many times, nodding before stepping away from him. “Torrin, you better make it out alive.” She merely stated, sincerely smiling before moving out of the room to her position.

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It would be something admirable to be able to simply watch the scene unfold from afar, watching as the bright, scorching flames engulfed and slowly ate away at the wood of the ship, pieces breaking off and floating away with the waves of the ocean. Yet, unfortunately, that was not the way that it currently was. Listening to the bellow screeching of anger of betrayal and pain of being engulfed by the flames that came from the Thanapod echoed throughout the air, a little tip that (Y/N) was able to give Torrin based on a past experience of watching some ship crew take down a Thanapod with fire. Anxiously waiting there with the escape boat, eyes frantically searching for him amongst the flames and the flying debris, (Y/N) yelling out Torrin’s name in the midst of the explosion that took place on the boat. For a moment, there had been nothing. No sign of Torrin, no sign of the Thanapod, no sign of life whatsoever. Here (Y/N) had believed that she was once again all alone in this strange, alientic life. That was till she had caught sight of Torrin rising up to the water surface, coughing and spitting up water.

It doesn’t take long to get him within the boat, making sure that he’s okay from having come face to face with the Thanapod himself, which she would admit that she had felt something similar to guilt. “Are you going to be heading to Phaiden Island now?” (Y/N) questions after some minutes of rowing away from the ship, taking in the sight of how the light from the flickering flames made Torrin’s skin seemingly glow. “That is the plan, yes.” A moment of silence, a mere moment of a slight aching feeling within her chest. “I’m not able to go with you that far, you know that Torrin. The people.. Won’t accept someone such as I, especially being with someone such like you.” There’s the painstaking moment of silence as (Y/N) tries to read whatever thoughts were on Torrin’s mind but becomes confused by the smile that appears upon his face. “Don’t worry, darling. There was no chance that I had planned on staying there permanently, not when I have you now.” A soft laugh, standing up before glancing down into the water below them. “So, then your plan is for us to set sail upon the sea after gaining another boat? Hopefully without another Thanapod trying to put us in shambles once more?” It’s that moment that the smile on his face grows, acknowledging her words with a nod. “I’ll be waiting for you then, Torrin.” As she proceeds to jump off the boat and into the water, swimming down into the depths to find a temporary home, at least until he comes to retrieve her, Torrin responds, “And I, you, (Y/N).”

#love death and robots #bad traveling #torrin x reader #x female reader #x mermaid reader #lime rating #requests?! thank you<3

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shinobi-illuminator · 2 years

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Anyone else feel like the protagonist in Love, Death and Robots “Bad Traveling” could be Silco’s dad?

Like father and son perhaps, full of backstabbing and killer fish.

#love death and robots #bad traveling #Silco #arcane #what if #crossover #arcane silco #silco arcane #who is Silco’s dad?

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wack-ashimself · 2 years

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'Bad Traveling', S3, E2 of 'Love, Death & Robots' is some new age moby dick* meets the mist kinda shit...

Spoilers.

I am telling this WHOLE fucking thing, cuz it was one of the best written pieces ever.

One of my favorite shorts of all time.

IT IS WORTH THE WATCH. Go watch it!

The ONLY way you should read this is if you already watched it or can not watch it, in which case, hit me up-I got streaming links.

****SERIOUSLY, ONE LAST TIME: PLEASE GO WATCH THIS BEFORE READING THIS. 10/10! I NEVER GIVE THAT! And this? It gives away the best OMG moments of a rough but real...who is gonna screw over who story.****

Old tyme pirate sailors. Get attacked by a giant crab at sea. It kills the captain. It falls into the base of their ship, trapped. 2nd mate decides they should pull straws, since it's fair, to see who has to go down and try to deal with it (tho it had easily killed some of the crew without trying). Big bully type draws the short straw...then claims to be the leader in charge of who goes down there! (clearly, no one will challenge him cuz he'd most likely kill them. In Dennis's voice from 'Always Sunny': (They) would never say no because of the implication.)

He picks the 2nd mate to go down. Guy goes down and crab tries to attack, but he goes down a narrow path. Crab uses a dead body to communicate (1142534643% like the movie 'Independence Day'). Crab says take me to a very populated island to eat, and I'll spare you. But you must feed me. Guy says deal, but the crab has to give him a key the crab ate...

Guy comes upstairs, everyone wondering wtf just happened. Guy slowly walks, looking shocked, then works up to a SPRINT toward the captain's quarters, opens a case with the key, and pulls a gun on the bully. Says HE is in charge. But they, like before, have to send someone down to the crab. But this time as a meal...

Bully gets thrown down alive. Unanimously.

Guy in charge tells everyone the deal-take the monster to a nearby island to feast on everyone, including babies, and their lives are spared. OR, they take it to a more deserted island, further away, hinting even more would of them have to die in order to feed the crab (to keep tricking the crab), but saving an entire island's people (also hinting the crab, out of anger, would kill them all anyways when it found out it was tricked). So they put it to an anonymous vote. Guy counts the ballots...

And he lied. He secretly marked each paper, so he knew who said they wanted to feed an island of innocents to the monster!

He kills the 2 instantly. Feeds them to the monster.

Guy almost gets assassinated soon after, but, right as he's going to kill the betrayer, the crab demands an audience.

Monster says they need to be at the island NOW. And reveals she had 10s maybe 100s of BABIES! And they need their meals!

Guy goes up, forgives everyone, and goes to take a nap. They all try to come and kill him in his bed.

He was waiting in the corner.

He kills them all. His whole crew, but one who didn't want to join and was hiding. Again-Because they were gonna kill him, go to that island and let everyone get eaten in the TINY chance they could survive, the crab wasn't lying and wouldn't just kill them anyway. He had to do a horrific, soul crushing, darkly decisive thing...to do the RIGHT thing in the end.

So as he and the last crew mate are throwing the bodies down to be eaten, they start talking the ballots. And how he LIED about marking them. WHAT?!

...

Then he goes 'I didn't have to. Because every-single-last-one-of-you marked X (go to the island and let the monster kill everyone there)'

and shoves the last guy down, to be eaten alive.

So he's sailing, alone, dark night, basically murdered his whole crew, 2 eaten alive by his hand**, ship full of monsters growing by the second, near impossible to kill...

walks down to the crab one more time. Slowly giving a distracting speech as he cuts open oil barrels. Crab laughs says she's protected. And he goes 'it's not for you.' Lights it on fire, runs, crab destroying everything since he's burning alive her children, and that is when you notice:

She was never EVER trapped on this ship. She's slicing it apart without trying. She was using it as a NEST. So when they got to the island, all her babies could feed on humans!

Ships burning, crab is trying to get out, almost does, but mast kinda gets her stuck. Guy jumps off the ship to the back up boat, as you see his old ship burn off into the night. Lights maybe in the background; hope for the guy yet (or maybe reflection of the fire)? Fade to black.

This 20 minute video had more twists, turns, hooks, moral dilemmas, etc than the last like average 10 movies I watched combined. You had HOURS; they did it in 20!

*I never read moby dick. I just thought the tension of the crew at sea, mixed with the tone of the mist of betrayal and making sacrifices...was a good header.

**I thought he was the good guy the whole time, but rereading this for errors and I was like ....he came out more neutral.

#love death and robots #love death & robots #bad traveling #moby dick #the mist #spoiler #spoilers

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cinemaquiles · 1 year

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TOP 5: FILMES COM MONSTROS RIDÍCULOS PARA QUEM TIVER CORAGEM DE VER NO STREAMING!

#the giant claw #monsters #trash movies #attack of the crab monsters #king kong the game #love death and robots #bad traveling #crabs #roger corman #the food of the gods #rats #chickens #blood beach #earth vs spider #spiders #kaiju universe #kaiju #kaiju movies

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dcxdpdabbles · 2 months

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DCXDP Fic Idea: Mr. Flavor's Soda

Danny gets thrown into an alternate dimension.

Which, sucks especially when he was just flying through the ghost zone on an exploration and had been attacked by a tribe of ghosts he had never seen before.

They looked surprisingly human, were it not for their horns and wings. Danny hadn't seen them coming, one moment he was looking at the Infinite Map trying to find his way back to the main section of the zone and the next he was being hurled to the ground from a flying net.

He hit the ground hard, with a startled yelp, as the ghosts surrounded him, each welding a sharp looking spears.

Danny wasn't sure what the net was made of, but it had forced him back into Fenton and deactivated his powers.

The tribe had been chanting in a language he could not understand, dragging him through their village as various creatures with similar features peaked out at him.

He been a helpless human staring up at the crowd as they sang and danced around a stone statue. Then a woman wearing a lovely golden leaf head piece stood up, and all went silent.

She gave what Danny thinks is a speech, waving her arms up and above her head. The crowd ate it up, cheering whenever she took a pause. The woman pointed to the stone as it began to glow, bowing it while flapping her wings.

Danny watched the crowd copy her actions intrigued by the strange festival until two large men flew over to him and lifted up his net. Their wings flapped in tune with the drums that picked up, carefully flying Danny over the crowd who all chanted and gently grazed their hands along his net covered body.

Danny felt unease, especially when the little tour ended with him dangling before the flowing stone that ripped open to a portal. It was ink black instead of the ussual green and horror creeps into his mind as the woman waves a staff over his head, the jingle of the bells attached to gently shaking.

Then the men through him through the portal. Danny's screams are drown out by the drums, stomping and joyful songs of the tribe that attacked him.

He has been sacrificed. He thought it would be the end, but instead, he wound up falling into a dumpster in a dirty alley back on Earth.

It took ages to wiggle his way the net, but by that point, Danny was too grateful to be alive to really care. When he stumbled out of the alley he came to find it was not his Earth.

His Earth did not have a place called Gotham. He been sent to a wrong universe, which wasn't the first time, but this time his powers were out of reach, locked within due to whatever net they had shoved him into.

The net disintegrated before his eyes, not even allowing him to study.

Danny was pissed. He wandered the streets, hoping to find help. All he had on his person was his student ID (which meant nothing if his school didn't exist) his broken phone and the credit card he had stolen from Vlad.

Testing the card at a gas station for a bottle of water, he held his breath as the clerk ran it and almost collapsed in relief as it went through.

Too bad the card had a limit of three thousand. He knew since he checked when he took it. It would be enough for a little while, but who knew with the economy in this world for how long. Everything was much more expensive, even the bottle of water was two dollars and fifty-five cents when back home it would have been Ninty five cents.

Danny needed a plan. He stumbled to a run-down motel and got a room wincing at the nightly rented it. Thank goodness the front receptionist didn't ask for an ID, as he checked him in.

Danny spent three whole days like this, trying to get Phantom to come forth from whatever lock he was stuck behind and wandering Gotham looking for anything familiar.

Eventually, Danny got a craving for a Coca-cola, and when he tried to find one, he came to the horrifying realization that his favorite drink did not exist. Not in this world.

Thank goodness Danny knew how to make some homemade version of it. He bought the supplies, telling himself it was worth the slight dent in his funds.

The receptionists at the motel startled when Danny breezed by carrying a lab kit (he only knew how to make it in a chemistry set since Tucker and he did it for a school assignment) and various groceries. She gave Danny an alarmed expression when he stumbled out a few hours later drinking his black liquid heaven.

Danny hadn't noticed she had gone for her phone with a pale face and shaking hands as he wandered around the city. He only realized something was wrong when he came back later that evening, carrying more supplies, determined to regain his various soda flavors he missed since his displacement.

As he was working, his rented room looked like a miniature lab as various sodas were carefully crafted. The following morning as Danny was attempting to scare his powers back into action by leaping off low fire escape he noticed a group of kids watching him.

They were just a filthy as Danny, so likely as homeless as him. Danny choose to ignore them as he raced up and down the stairs, doing flips to try to get his ghost side back. Eventually, a younger one creeper closer, staring at the re-purposed water bottled filled with his precious soda.

"Whats that stuff?" The kid asked eyeing the homemade cola with far too much interest.

"Cola" He responds, curious why the kid would get near someone who looked, honestly, insane. He would never have gone near someone taking two story jumps but that's just Danny.

"Is it strong?" The kid asks

Danny blinks. " I don't think so? I've been drinking it for a while, so it's pretty tamed for me"

"Where you get it?"

"I made it."

The kid nods, hand stuffed into his pocket before pulling out a crumbled twenty bill. "How much?"

"What?"

"How much for a bottle?" The kid asks, voice taking a sudden desperate tune.

Danny eyes the bill "I don't have any change. Just take the bottle. I can make more."

The boy's eyes bug out of his skull but he grabs a bottle and scrambles back to his group as if though he was worried Danny would change his mind. Odd.

The group of kids share the bottle between. They drink it quickly, some making faces as the carbonated bubbles go up their noses but happy.

The bottle is empty too quickly, and the kid comes stumbling back. "I know you said you didn't have change, but how many bottles could this buy me?"

Danny stares, and then he looks down at his haul. He has seven bottles left - one for each kid if he counted them right. "Look bring me smaller bills next time but for now just take the drinks"

"What kind of drug is it, if you dint mind me asking?" The boy says politely and Danny startles so hard he bangs his head on the metal latter.

A swears escapes his lips as the tiny boy- he could be no older then ten!- stiffens as if frighten. The group of kids behind him all become weary.

"It's not drugs! It's soda!"

"Soda?" The boy repeats confused then shrugs. "Sure man. Thanks!"

Taking all the bottles, the boy scrambles away, leaving the alley with his group as they all cheer. Danny shakes his head at them. This place is wild. He goes back to his jumps and ends up with more bruises than glowing powers.

But the following week the boy and his group retrun each carrying ones. Danny sells them more Cola for a dollar a piece encouraging them to save their bottles since he was running low. Then the week after that and the week after that, each time the group getting bigger.

Soon Danny starts to add different flavors, he hasn't found Sprite, Fonta or Dr.Pepper and he tries his best to bring the flavors back into this world. The kids loss their minds over it.

They nickname him Mr.Flavor since Danny forgets to introduce himself and now the little demons refuse to use his name even when he tells them. Danny realizes something weird is going on when adults start popping up in his alley also looking for a bottle.

He ends up making a steady income, walking home with a wab of cash. This is great since he is pretty sure he's near his card limit. The receptionist still eyes him with weary eyes but hasn't said anything as Danny builds a steady fulling for his drinks.

That's why when he wobbles back to his rented room now covered in even more reckless bruises, he is shocked to find his soda lab smashed to bits and a man in a red hood waiting for him.

"What the hell!" He yells as the man pointed a gun at his head.

"You think you can set up shop in my territory?" The man's growl is able to hear even with the voice changer.

Danny bristles "I can sell my soda wherever I want-"

"Soda?" The guy pauses, looking down at the various liquids sinking into the carpet. Before Danny can yell at him, the man reaches down and grabs two water bottles of every flavor. He walks backward to the smashed window - likely how he got in - with the gun still trained on Danny. "If this is anything other than Soda, say goodbye to your knee caps"

Danny lifts his chin "Shoot me. I'll turn ghost!"

The man says nothing as he flips backward through the window and vanishes into the night. Danny huffs, taking stock of the damage.

All his very small earthly possessions except for his three pairs of pants and shirts ( bought from a second-hand store with his soda money) were all ruined. He stumbles down to the front to report the damage, and the lady at the front actually shakes while telling him that they don't mind the damage.

Danny gives her a fifty as a thanks.

He tells the people the next day what happened. They all make faces and groan when he says it'll take time to replace his supplies. It's three days later that he finds the same helmet man in his room again. He was hit by a car earlier that night in a very desperate attempt to active his powers so he limps in, half sure he broken a bone or two.

The driver had speed away. A hit and run that hopefully won't be reported so no one will know Danny had noticed the driver was drunk and chose to get hit.

Danny spreads his arms "shoot me! Do it!"

Surely being shot would get Phantom back

The man shifts uncomfortable on his feet. "I'm not here to shoot you. I'm here to apologize. I tested your drinks and realized they were soda after all."

"So you smashed my stuff without verifying what it was? Lord of the flies you're evil!"

The man pauses. "Lord of the flies?"

"It's a classic. Read a book, pill head"

The man laughs. "I read plenty brat. Anyway, I brought you some gifts as a apology"

He pulls a tarp of a pile that Danny hadn't noticed in the dark. He gasps in delight when he sees state of the art chemistry sets all set up on a nice big table. He scrambled to the layout, eyes gleaming on the different syrups.

"This is awesome!" He chirps, picking up test tubes and checking thier quality. His mom would approve. His eyes catch a box underneath the table, which he quickly pulls out.

Inside are empty, new plastic disposals bottles. The lable has a shadowed leaping boy over the words "Mr. flavor Soda"

Danny gasps.

"I thought you needed a brand name." The man says, handing him a paper. "When you run out, go to this recycling place. They know to give you new bottles with your lable. Also, carry that sellers permit, or the cops will give you trouble. You know Anthony's Pasta?"

Danny gapes at the paper, blinking slowly. "No?"

"It's in Crime Alley. The Italian restaurant at the corner. They'll agreed to let you sell your drinks in thier lobby every Friday and Monday from opening to closing. There should be a light board in one of the boxes. Set up a menu for that day."

"What? Why would they agree to that?"

Danny can't see his face, but he thinks the man is smirking. "They owe me a favor or two. Do you best, kid, and stay off the streets"

"I'm not a kid. I'm fourteen, " Danny says, lifting his chin.

"Sure." The man steps back towards the window. Which seems to have been fixed in the nine hours Danny was out. Odd. "And kid? Please go to the free clinic."

He throws a business card with the clinics information before he vanishes into the shadows again.

Danny is left standing there with endorsement for a bubbling soda business with a shock expression.

Well, at least he has something to make some cash while getting his powers back.

#dcxdpdabbles #dcxdp crossover #Mr. Flavor's soda #Part 1 #Danny is stuck as Fenton #dimension travel #Jason feels bad for threatening a kid trying to make it #Soda taste so bland before Danny #He is seen as slightly crazy. like willy wonka

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