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It seemed to be a normal day at the Magnus institute.
And then suddenly everyone in the Archives found themselves in a unfamiliar place surrounded by fog, and another Martin in front of them. He seemed mostly the same as their Martin except he looked less likely to apologize if you dumped soup on his lap and more like he knew you were going to do it and had already started planning on breaking into your home to drop all the eggs behind the fridge so they would rot.
“Okay so- stop screaming guys it’s just me it’s fine- I don’t have a lot of time so the sparks note version is that I’m Martin but like, from the future, and I’m here to fix everything because it’s not great, but I can’t tell you how yet because Jon’s a terrible liar and I can’t have you ruining it so just act natural okay?”
All of them responded with absolutely no order, fumbling for words over each other.
“I- what? Who are you? Where are we? Also ok have you know I’m a great liar thank very much.”
“THATS what you decided to focus on?” Sasha asks as Martin gives Jon a deadpan look.
“One time to get the Archives to yourself you told us you were sick so we should go home not to catch anything. I’m not trusting you with my plans.”
“But how are you both- the supernaturals not real there can’t be two Martins-“
“Oh so we’re pretending you didn’t see a kid get eaten by a giant spider from a children’s book, sure. Look, just pretend like you guys didn’t see me yeah?”
And then were back at the Archives like nothing had changed.
Tim was the first one to speak up.
“Hey, what the fuck?”