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 Apples—

Well that's un-apple-eal-ing”

I was

Wait, hold that thought

It was a joke my was a joke that practically wrote itself, cause it's not a fucking joke, it's true.

I could see it, but not hear it

The words, music,

The art, animated

My fasting eyes were wise with time

And love forever

As if I am,

As if I was —

At once all things,

But not at all.

Could have been better.

What happened yesterday?

My spirit broke.

Just fasted to acid

I yawned when it dawned on me,

I eat when I'm awful,

I'd rot in my body

For time and for all words,

For forwards.c for four words

I haven't been loved since

The door closed

On more curses.

I haven't taken a time to be honest

In heartthrobs—

Four of them, really

But after all,

I've got my all stars.

Come to find out,

The first husband in five—

We're just all four.

I fell out of love with a punch—

But I left all my stuff there.

Wondering here and there

Whether or not it was

Okay, this is officially the weirdest thing that's ever happened in the

nevermind, that was weirder

I told you bro, you were in the Illuminati.

IT WASNT ME.

i didn't do it.

WHAT IN THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO

[HER] [HIM]

—NOTHING.

Great. !9/ I have to wash all my socks.

No, your dick still sucks.

what.

sorry dude.

Second yawn, now know I'm on one

The glass door passed out the fast words

With honors and ornaments

Sing to get off of the wire

We fly to get on to it

—how it all works out in the end,

(It was always a puzzle.)

That's enough of the sermon,

The sponge,

—it's all masters and mistresses

The sodom, the stop watch

The pocket

—I saw Eddie Murphy

The wonderous web that I spun after all

Was a fortune, a fountain, a father

A figure

A falcon

Enough was enough

—but it all just kept going

(Like over and over)

I just want a lover,

Without all the falling

(Not actually alice)

I lost all my change

And my passion

Just using the bathroom

—were we past that.

I use helicopters for time travel

Over the mountain

I probably never came down

And I never went back there.

It was roped off.

I'm a crossroads,

But they're closed off,

I d got obstacles

Marvelous crocs

I told you it was God!

(But forgot that I was one)

Fuck,

I'm so fucked up.

This, from the ark of the story m

Is every thought

I've yet to have

But still we're the will of the words,

Since it all I it automatic.

I should have paused hours ago

(He had cerebral palate ir autism)

I should be back at the ranch,

But I've still got this taste in my mouth

I should really

—remarkable crush—

For an infinite love,

I thought.

There was Severus,

But you mustn't react

If not wearing a mask,

Or else you'll be cast on a show,

Not your own,

But do you get your

The mushrooms were made of squishy foam and I appreciated that.

Factor in this rampant rapture

For m the capsule l upon us

The wildebeest walked over

Arches

Before he as pardoned

I wonder what acid reacted to

Carson, on honors

I polished the ghost

On the worst of the wrongs I'd not done yet

Therefore, you are.

On Halifax,

Or ahalycon,

For artifacts

Or dinner dates

I once mated with a bird

And flew the coop,

Not shortly after,

But

What in the fuck am I watching

What the fuck

YO.

Nobody told me about this.

You greedy bitch.

I—yeah whatever.

Which road shall you go

Which road shall you take

You have to move on

Though you tremble. X quake

Whatever, I'll keep that typo,

I gotta finish this joke.

I was reading this banana bread recipe1-

Not because I don't know how to make banana bread.

Banana bread is easy.

I was just trying to figure out how to make it

Without eggs

And without baking soda

—you know, for texture.

So I google this recipe,

And I don't know what made me actually click on the recipe.

—

The rabbit has human hands.

—I don't .

Yeah, sometimes it's best to leave them in the mystery,

Leave “them”

Who is “them”?

I am alone!

…you were always alone.

Okay,

Or is it a donkey?

What in the fuck?

—-Oh, nevermind, that's me.

I'm gonna want that “air trumpet. “

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