Authors Note: Whelp, this is it folks. The last chapter. Of course, as promised, I have my messages to all my reviewers below, as well as some talk about both the prequel and sequel I'm planning for this story, but likely most of you are here for the epilogue. So, just head on down till you see the big bold words EPILOGUE, and that'll be it. The end of the story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it ^_^
Otherwise, let's start with our messages for the reviewers.
A Thank You Too
Dramagirl007: Oh, my dearest drama girl, don't be so dramatic. As promised, I have finished this story for you. I hope it was worth the wait, my love. Thank you for all your kind reviews.
Draumur i dos: Oh, reviewer whose name was so difficult to spell, thank you so much! You left me lovely, long reviews, and to a writer that means the world. In one review you said you hoped the ending would be powerful: I really hope I didn't disappoint. Thank you for your faithful viewing.
Mtrfan1029: You were mentioned in the last Authors note, and you're mentioned in this one: you know what that makes you, to me? Someone I absolutely adore. Thank you for reviewing, and reviewing often. It's readers like you who make the hard parts of writing worthwhile. Thank you so much!
Fake: I was your first MTR fanfic. I hope it still remains one of the best ones you read XP Thank you so much for reviewing!
Reidluver: What can I say to you? You've reviewed faithfully, I believe, every single chapter of this bloody long mess. A reader like you is a one-in-a-million. Thank you so much for your support. During some of the bad times, when I felt like I couldn't possibly write another word of this thing, you, and reviewers like you, kept me motivated and going. I hope, now that it's done, your faithfulness wasn't in vain. Thank you.
Spirit414: Dude, I know Goob is a total beast. He is the beastliess 9 year old out there. He is the shiz, which is why he was so much fun to write. Oh, and congratulations on guessing correctly what was going on with the Bowler Hat Guy. I was amazed so many people weren't picking it up right away 0.o Thank you for your reviews! They were long and wonderful and made my day!
SilverMe: Ah, the mysterious, multi-named Silver. It was always fun, guessing which reviewer was you. Thank you for your reviews!
SilverMoonDemon16: No. Thank you. I never got the chance to make it cannon, but your comment about the Michaels being a sort of alternate reality version of the twin plant guys has always rung true to me, and as far as I'm concerned, that's exactly what they are. So, thank you.
KuroWolf: As you can see, I finally finished, and I hope it was too your liking. Thank you for, according to your review, spending literally days reading my fic; I hope it did what I intended it to: entertain.
Igbogal: Where do people come up these really hard to spell names XD! Anyway, if my story is like chocolate, then your review was like gum; sweet, satisfying, and kept me chewing (er, 'writing') for hours. Thank you!
Pig: Thank you very much, Miss Piggy ^_^
MGCGurl: I'm really glad you enjoyed it, especially Wilbur. I often worried if I was making the boy (really, all of the characters) too out of character, buts reviews like this made me, well, worry a little less. At least you enjoyed it. Thank you very much.
Teenytinyturtles5: Oh. My. Gawd! Thank you for the very nice reviews! They were all very sweet and very…entertainingly spaced out XD
Tsai: I'm glad you enjoyed my story, and thank you for spending the time it took to write me your reviews. Thank you!
DarkMightnightStars: You ever read a phrase in a book and think to yourself 'the author has been waiting for an excuse to say this for a really, really long time'? My 'idiot vs. stupid' quote was one of those phrases. Thus, you commenting on it really made my day. Plus, thank you for all the kind reviews after that one. Thank you!
InLoveWithWilburRobinson: *Looks around nervously* Okay, look, I'm not supposed to do this, because he doesn't technically belong to me, but….*throws Wilbur at you* Go! Run away with him, while you still have the chance! You both have my blessings! Go!
Tjix: Thank you for staying tune, my dear Tjix ^_^ I hope it didn't disappoint.
Horsey Girl: I'm not sure if you turned thirteen by the time you'll have read this, but if so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you go ahead and make that account, and if you ever happen to put up a story, feel free to email me, and I will come running to read it. Thank you for your reviews!
Missingthepoint: I don't feel you missed the point at all, my dear. Thank you for your insightful reviews; I was very insecure about the Alice in Wonderland chapter, but yours was one of the reviews that made me not rip myself too much for it. Thank you!
Autumnight: I'm glad some of my chapters creeped you out; some of them were supposed too! I always love it when a reviewer says how a chapter made them feel, and because of this, I especially appreciate your review. Also, during that akward phase when no one could review, thank you for sending me a personal message! That was a lonely period for me, and it was nice to hear from a reviewer! Thank you!
Cheekylildevil: Dude, your name is so easy to parody, that I'm not even going to bother. Thank you for your review…and for your name. Both are entertaining as...(okay, excuse the intended pun) Hell.
InvaderChubbs: Thank you for your reviews, and for your honest critiques. A good critique is as essential as a kind review, and you gave me both. Thank you.
Princess: My love, with reviewers like you around, how could I ever possibly quit? Thank you so much!
WolfWhispers: My knowledgeable reviewer on the 1800's, thank you for your review! It was appreciated!
FantomoDrako: You people's names are killing my Spellchecker. Killing it! Thank you so much for your review XD!
ButterflyAura: Thank you so much for your review! And your enthusiasm! And exclamation points!
Orca: How could I ever forget about this 0.o? No worries there. Thank you for your review!
Ruem: Eep! Sorry my story kept you up till 2am! Hope you got a good nights sleep after that! Thank you for your review!
AngellBaby: Whelp, you can stop reading now, it's over. Now get a good nights sleep!
Lilyflower-314: I'm still not entirely sure how my summary sounded like something from The Terminator, but it made me laugh when I read that, so thank you! Thank you for your review!
Champagnessupernova72: Did you really need a '72' at the end of that long name? Is there really another Champagnessupernova out there? Anyway, thank you for your review!
ChocolateSyrup: Dang, I don't have any icecream in the house, and reading your name made me crave some. Thank you for your review!
LupinandHarry: I'm glad you didn't lie to me Lupin. Because, see, if you had…I would have known o.o I'm keeping my eye on you…nah, just kidding! Thanks for the review!
TenshiNanashi: I'm glad you liked this, my dear! Thank you for the review!
Yay for Yaoi: Yay! For Yaoi! Or, in my case, a slight, fluffy, very subtle subtext of yaoi that you can only really see if your looking for it and squint really, really hard! Oh, and thank you for your review!
Kai-Chan94: Thank you Kai!
Zaelhlas: I still totally intend to fix that spelling mistake you pointed out! I just haven't gotten around to it yet! Forgive meeeeee!...Oh, and thank you for reviewing!
A Fan: Wow! Thank you for such a kind, enthusiastic review! I could really feel the passion behind it, and it's reviews like that that just fill me with a joy that knows no bounds! Thank you so much!
RavenFeatherDragon: Whelp, I wrote more. Hope it was to your liking! Thanks for the review!
RF: Aw, that's so sweet of you. Well, maybe I'll be a famous author one day, and maybe one day you'll happen to pick up one of my books. Hell, I can always dream. Thanks for the review!
Ryo: No, YOU fucking rock! Thank you for the great review! It's not as angsty as you hoped, but I hope you like the ending regardless. Thank you!
Zephyr hb: Yours is the oddest name yet, my dear. Which is probably a good sign, since you appreciate the odd things in my story. Thank you!
Robotz4life: Okay! The story is finished! Now, please, please, call off your mob! They've been annoying my neighbors! Thanks for the review!
Me the Person: I love your name. Love it to death. That's really all I have to say.
Castell-Penn: Thank you for your review! And yes, it's nice to meet a fellow Goob/Franny shipper…mind you, I wasn't a fan of that couple when I first started writing this story. The couple had never even crossed my mind before. It just kind of…happened 0.0 Oh, and yes, the baseball…we don't talk about the baseball. Understand? No? Good.
Crepes: Thank you for telling me to take my time with the story, along with the lovely, long review. I always try to update as fast as I can, and my biggest worry is always how long before reviewers get impatient. Your review was a weight off my shoulders. Thank you!
Nicend: Thanks for reviewing me from your PSP! I didn't even know PSP's could do that 0.0!
Kira-Kira-Katsu: I'm so glad you enjoyed the fic. Other then Reidluver, who've I've already thanked, you were, so far, my last reviewer. So, thank you for the review, and I hope my story made at least some of your days a little better then they would have been otherwise. That's the whole point, ya know? Thank you!
And, finally, A HUGE THANKYOU to my beta writer PICHIKEEN! She's supported me faithfully ever since, mmm, Chapter 6 I believe, editing my stories, giving me helpful comments and helping me brainstorm for the future. Thank you, Pichi, for volunteering to help me when I needed help the most. Thank you for your patients and your enthusiasm. I genuinely mean it when I say I don't think I could have finished without you. THANK YOU!
Phew! A lot more then last time! On that note, this personal message will be very short, because after all those review replied I am very tired: here it goes.
First of all, I have every intention of writing both a Prequel to this story, called The Future Child: Yesterday, and a sequel called The Future Child: Tomorrow. The prequel will be solely about Wilbur, exploring his life growing up under the thumb of Bowler Hat Guy until the day he goes to find Lewis, and the sequel will be about both Lewis and Wilbur at 15 and 16 years old, when during the currently highest point of Lewis's fame, who comes out of the woodwork but, dun dun dun, Lewis's mother! Both will prove to be, I hope, interesting reads: HOWEVER! I'm trying to only post stories once they have been fully completed, so that I can faithfully keep my updated weekly policy. So, it might be awhile before you see either!
With that said…what can I say? Thank you. This is my first ever fully completed multi-chapter story, and I gotta say, it was a lot of fun to write. Thank you for supporting me with your reviews, your pass-alongs, or just supporting me by reading it. A writer is nothing without readers. Thank you.
Alright, enough of that. Enjoy the epilogue! See ya next time!
Here's the story. Everybody lived.
Some of them shouldn't have. Abraham, the tall mechanic of the group, has been allergic to the gas that had been used to knock everyone out, and was in a coma for a full 36 hours before waking up, stable. Duboff as well had been a close call, with three ribs broken and a major concussion. His recovery would take months, but he, more or less, was okay as well.
The real surprise was Cherry who, by all accounts and purposes, had been dead by the time the police got there. However, Wilbur and Lewis had managed to get to her after she had only been truly dead for about twenty seconds, and had gotten her failing heart working again through a very violent, desperate CPR. Through their work and her will power, she clung to life long enough for medical help to arrive, and she lived. Her face was scarred badly from the incident, but she confessed to a random concerned nurse that she had no intentions of getting plastic surgery, because she felt the scar made her look 'wicked awesome'.
And thus, everybody lived.
No…of course, that wasn't true. Perhaps legally, the Bowler Hat Guy, otherwise known as Frederick J Maxwell, had been dead for a good year by the time the event at InventCo had occurred; in truth though, the death had only finally caught up with him on that full moon night, pinned to a hood of a car, standing in a light no human being can bare to bask in. It was a bad, painful death, and it can be argued heavily on whether or not he, or anyone, deserved to go in such a way…but it had happened regardless, and there was nothing anyone can do to change that.
Lewis kept telling himself that over and over again; there was nothing he could have done.
When the police had arrived fifteen minutes after receiving an emergency call from a young boy from the hospital claiming he had heard a woman dying over his telephone, there had been a great deal of confusion over what had happened. Everyone inside was injured in some manner; there was dead dinosaur in the lobby, a man literally melted into the parking lot, and a sentient nuclear weapon missing. This last bit, of course, had officials worried. Worried officials, of course, meant long hours of Lewis and Wilbur in small rooms talking to men in uniform who looked like they weren't sure if the boys in front of them were international terrorists or just a really unlucky intern and his friend. Then, an amazing thing happened: the boys told them the truth. About The Bowler Hat Guy, about Wilbur's past, the hospital, and about what happened that day…
And the officials believed them.
Sometimes (rarely, but sometimes) good things happen to good people. Like being believed when everything coming out of your mouth sounds like the ravings of a lunatic. And Mrs. Robinson. Mrs. Robinson was definitely a good thing.
When Mrs. Robinson woke up in the hospital the next morning and was told the full story of what had happened, she had gotten up to the protest of her doctors, walked straight into Lewis's room where Mildred was worryingly sitting by Lewis's bed, and told the orphan owner right there, "I'm going to adopt him."
Mildred had given her a long, tired smile. "Yes," she said, "The first time I saw you, last night at the hospital, I thought you were going to say that. Thank you." And then burst into small, both happy and sad, tears.
Mildred had, after a long hugging session that she would never, ever speak to one of her charges about, warned Mrs. Robinson about Wilbur. "They're close now, you see," Mildred had explained, "They went through all this for each other. I don't think they'll allow themselves to be separated. When I tried, a hospital blew up."
A nervous giggle, more tears, more hugging. Then Mrs. Robinson called up her husband and asked him how he felt about the idea of having two sons.
He, in turn, was ecstatic.
And that was the story. But here is how the story ends.
Lewis was sitting in the sunning room, staring up at the large, glass ceiling that was the shelter of his new laboratory. There wasn't anything in this room yet. He had only just moved in a day or two before. It had happened so quickly, Lewis still couldn't quite wrap his mind around the concept. A month ago, he had been an orphan, being chased by a mad man, every day more painful then the next. And now…
The sun shone brightly on his face.
He heard the room door open, and Wilbur's light footsteps walked over to him. Without awaiting invitation, Wilbur laid down beside Lewis, staring up at the glass ceiling with him.
"With the glass magnifying everything, I'm surprised it's not a lot hotter in here." Wilbur said idly.
It wasn't even supposed to be funny, but Lewis found himself laughing regardless, and after a moment Wilbur giggled with him. Lewis was just…happy. In that moment, sitting in his new home, in his own laboratory, laying beside Wilbur on a sunny, warm day, everything was perfect. He could forget about the deaths, the mayhem, the fact that the creation of a psychopath was still out there somewhere, her intentions towards them unknown. He could forget that Wilbur had just come home from his therapy session, the second of what would probably prove to be years of work ahead, untangling Wilbur's poor psyche that still had difficulty to this day remembering what had really happened and what hadn't.
They laid there for awhile longer before Wilbur let out a long, impatient sigh. "Look, this is great and all, but Goob called, like, the second I walked into the door. Apparently he and Franny have been waiting for us over at the diner for, um, fifteen minutes?
"Shoot!" Lewis shouted, jumping to his feet, "I forgot all about that! Come on Wilbur, we're going to be late for the movie!"
And grabbing his son, brother, and friend's hand, Lewis pulled Wilbur behind him as the two ran out the room, out of the house, and into something neither of them had ever really had:
It was a full moon that night. But night was a long way off.