Heyyyyy....im back kinda maybe idk not at allllll

Ryan had decided to go against the witches plan, finding one of his own. Fuck spells, who needs them if Ryan can figure it out himself?

"Okay, so heres what we'll do."

Dallon sighed, knowing this would probably be one of Ryan's dumb ideas yet again and they'd land back at square one.

Square one.

"What would square one be?"

Ryan paused before he could even speak, seeing the curious glimmer of light reflect off of Dallon's eyes. Like...maybe, for once he was...using his brain instead of his dick? Ryan was so utterly shocked that it took him a second to come out his half sfaring contest with Dallon.

"Square one for what?"

Dallon snapped his fingers, standing up. "Exactly what I mean. If we follow your stupid ass theories, we'll be at square one. But whats square one?" Ryan slowly caught on to what he meant.

Would square one mean thw world they were originally in? Or would it be them back at thw witches house? Maybe they'd be in different universes again, constantly shifting through them to find one another again.

But either way, they reset. Meaning that they both end up back in Petes bathroom in order for it to happen. And if it does happen then square one has to be-

"Dallon, you're a genius."

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"Are you sure this is an efficient way to do this? There could be thousands of universes we'd be in, and if we dont reset in a reasonable amount of time then...we'll be theee forever."

Ryan was now doubting Dallon, something he found himself doing every day. And well, vise versa.

"Thousands of universes yet it only took us five to get to each other."

These words made Ryan rethink. Dallon was right. There couldn't be that many different universes that they had to go through.

"Okay, yeah..."

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I know this chapter is messier than my life it'll hopefully be clean and cleared up in the next one I haven't written in so long its crazy so bare with me