Continued from: A New Hope... FROM THE FUTURE

When we last left our heroes, they were negotiating with Elon Musk, to invent a time machine so that YKW could travel back in time and stop Razor, Landerson and the Hixxes from killing all his old tag-team partners…

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In Elon’s Office

”So… you come to me, ELON MUSK… asking me to open you a path to the future…”

YKW and Captain Future peer with awe and wonder at their potential partner in unlocking the secrets to traveling back to the past…

As SIr Lionel begrudgingly crosses his arms and fumes…

”That’s not what the character would say at all!”

YKW squints over at Pennyfarthing. ”Sir Lionel, that’s *literally* what you just said when you were trying to play Elon…”

”But the cadence is WRONG! The savoir faire ABSENT! This man is HALF the Elon Musk I could be!”

YKW shakes his head, before turning back to Elon…

”...How rude of me… As my guests and… potential… business partners, allow me to offer you some libations…”

Elon claps twice.

From a back wall, populated by 20 mini-Groks in butler’s outfits… A mini-Grok steps forward with a tray.

”May I offer you… wine?

The mini-Grok butler lifts the tray…



Revealing two bottles, one of red wine, one of white…

CF looks intrigued. ”...Space wine?”

”...Regular.”

”Ugh, hard pass.” CF sneers with contempt, like he saw these wines steal his parking spot… IN THE FUTURE!

”Don’t be rude, Captain Future…”

Elon’s eyes raise with interest, as he makes a note in his phone to buy space wine… ”Hmm, a more discerning palate than I anticipated from you two... You passed the first test by refusing my wine.”

Elon claps once.

A different mini-Grok steps forward, raising the lid off a tray.



”Ketamine, then?”

…Yep, just… straight-up a bottle of Ketamine.

…With… a Costco logo? Does Costco sell Ketamine? Is Elon buying ketamine in bulk?

CF’s eyes nearly pop out of his skull.

”...Space ketamine?”

”Is there any other kind?”

CF’s hands surge forward to grab the bot-

Nope, YKW blocks his colleague’s path with his arm.

”It’s another test, Future!” YKW turns to face Elon. ”We’ll pass.”

…Elon nods, impressed by the will on display.

”Then, perhaps…”

Elon claps a half time.

Another mini-Grok steps forward.



”Ketamine?”

…Same setup as the last Grok.

”I… Wait, what?”

CF is already reaching for the bottle.

Whap! YKW smacks Future’s hand away.

”...No thank you.” YKW sticks to his guns.

Elon nods with a sage wisdom.

He claps negative one times.

Another mini-Grok steps up.

Opening another tray.



That also has ketamine.

”Ketamine.”

…This time, Elon’s tone is less of an offer and more of a command, like ‘we are doing ketamine now’.

Future taps YKW on the shoulder.

”Mister Y’all…” Future presses his fingers against his temples… ”My future vision tells me that Elon will agree to work with us… in the FUTURE! But only IF we do ketamine with him.

YKW sighs. ”There must be another way...”

[purple]”Mmm-mmm.” Future shakes his head. ”Trust me, Mister Who, you can’t change the futuuuuuuuure! Only the paaaaaaast!”

…YKW’s lips purse thoughtfully.

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SEVERAL HOURS LATER

”So! We have reached an agreement!”

…

”We’re going to START A BAND!”

All three men raise their ketamine bottles, cheers-ing them in the air over Elon’s table!

”But, first! More ketamine!”

Another cheers!

Elon hits his intercom!

”Send in my Ketamine twi’lek girl!”

A door opens…

And carrying a fresh tray of ketamine is…

…Sir Lionel in green body paint and plaster noodles hanging off his head.

”Oohsoo Elon ketamine daysa?”

Elon exhales.

”Lionel, you can’t play the role of my twi’lek ketamine girl.”

”GIVE ME A CHANCE TO AUDITION AT LEAST!”

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SEVERAL MORE HOURS LATER

…Elon pulls himself off the floor, clinging on the desk like it’s the only thing keeping him upright and the floor under him is space lava…

”SO! We’ve reached an arrangement.”

YKW stares off into the middle distance… Before SMASHING his skull into the desk and bringing it up, bleeding from the skull as he rapidly nods.

”Indeed! Captain Future will use his Future Sight to peer into the future to determine exactly how time travel will one day be invented… then he’ll bring that secret back to you and you’ll use it in the present to invent a time machine.”

”That I will allow you to borrow to save your pitiful tag-team partners… and then I’ll have a device that will allow me to manipulate past events to my whim until I eventually create a timeline where my Groky-poo is Universal champion!”

YKW nods. ”We have a deal, then… But…”

YKW looks over at Captain Future, who is in his space pajamas, pouring a helping of ketamine into his sleepy-time tea. ”Wait, Cap… Are you sure this is okay? I thought you said you can’t change the future.”

Future waves that off. ”I don’t even remember saying that… because it happened in the paaaaaaast! I can only see the futuuuuuuure! Where I totally do it!”

”But aren’t there dangerous implications to changing the future?”

”Not at all! I only implied there were so you’d stop getting in the way of my sweet SPACE ketamine!”

”...Oh. Okay, then! Let’s do it!”

”One small thing… I don’t know if I have the power to remember that far into the future.”

Elon grins cockily. ”Oh… don’t worry about power… I’ve got that in SPADES.”

A mini-Grok crabwalks onto Elon’s desk and opens up his chest… Wires and electricity spurs out.

”Just grab hold tight and Grok here will amplify your future sight!”

YKW scratches his head. ”...Grabbing a hot electrical wire will enhance your future sight? Cap, are you sure you wanna do this?”

”Hmmm, hold on…”

Future chugs another bottle of ketamine… and then smashes the bottle over his head.

”Yes. Yes, I do.”

To Be Continued…