It doesn't take Other Jack long to reach the kitchen, Native Jack hot on his heels. "What the hell's with all the ice cream sandwiches? Where's the frozen yogurt? Man, some universes..." He starts pitching items over his shoulder, in search of something deemed palatable.
"Hey, stop that right now!" Native Jack starts grabbing things before they splatter or break. "I don't care if you're from an evil universe, you're just a jerk!"
"'Evil'?" His double stops, and turns around, taking in the native version. "Hmm..." He gives him a calculating stare. "Brighter primary color on top, highlighting the face and arms... rounder features..." He looks around. "A distinct lack of proper defensive measures...
Hey Marty! I think this is one of those worlds where the good guys don't kill!" Alternate Jack just about bursts out laughing.
"Y...you shut up!" Native Jack sputters for a response, trying to muscle past him to put away the frozen things before they start melting.
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