Wow! Finally caught up, just in time to go on a one-week hiatus till the new year. You’ll thank me.
Previously: Twain had filled the stolen cup with special secret juice and set it outside to charge in the sunlight. And now…
Twain refused to explain any further, just sat by the window occasionally peeking out the curtains to make sure the cup was undisturbed. They passed the time by watching The Price Is Right. Finally, Twain looked at his phone and said, â€œTimeâ€™s up.â€
He opened the door and retrieved the cup. The amber liquid had darkened to a greenish color, and when Twain shut the door, Digger could see a faint cloudy glow playing just over the cup, like a tiny, sickly Aurora Borealis.
â€œThis,â€ said Twain, staring fixedly at the aurora swirling over the cup, â€œis the Cup of Your Regret.â€
Twain looked at Digger. â€œThatâ€™s its name.â€
â€œThatâ€™s a terrible name,â€ Digger said. â€œIâ€™m not drinking out of that.â€
Twain shook his head impatiently. â€œLook, havenâ€™t you ever done something you later wished you hadnâ€™t? Something you regretted?â€
â€œWell, this lets you go back and fix it,â€ Twain said.
â€œWhat, like time travel or something?â€ Digger asked.
â€œOh, well then, Iâ€™m absolutely not drinking it,â€ Digger said.
â€œWhy not?â€ Twain asked.
â€œBecause time travel never helps,â€ Digger said. â€œIt never helps.â€
â€œYou donâ€™t know that,â€ Twain said.
â€œI know that,â€ Digger answered. â€œYou think I havenâ€™t been around this particular block before? You either canâ€™t fix what you wanted to fix, or else you fix it, only to find out you screwed up something else worse,Â and thatâ€™s only if youâ€™re lucky and donâ€™t end up destroying the world as you knew it.â€
â€œBut this isnâ€™t…â€
â€œSeriously, no. Just no,â€ Digger said. â€œGeez, if Iâ€™d known time travel was all you were talking about, we could have gone to see Doctor Cyber and saved some time and a few criminal charges. He has a time machine thatâ€™s just as useless.â€
â€œYeah, but where and when would you have it take you?â€ Twain asked. â€œThe cup knows. Or maybe itâ€™s your own mind that knows somehow. But if I read the legends right, the cup takes you to the exact time and place that needs fixing. No blundering around changing other things.â€
â€œReally? And what happens when itâ€™s fixed. Do you just come back automatically?â€
â€œNot sure about that one,â€ Twain said. â€œThereâ€™s supposed to be some kind of sign or marker.â€
â€œWhen I say â€˜some kind of,â€™ it usually means I donâ€™t know,â€ Twain said. â€œBut youâ€™ll supposedly know it when you see it.â€
Digger shrugged. â€œWell, thatâ€™s clear as mud. Doesnâ€™t matter anyway, I guess, since Iâ€™m not drinking it.â€
â€œWhy not?â€ Twain asked. â€œAre you a coward? A scaredy cat?â€
â€œYes!â€ Digger answered. â€œWhich is why Iâ€™m still alive.â€
Twain rubbed his chin and contemplated the cup in his hand. â€œDamn, I really wanted to watch someone else try it before I did it myself. Then again, I donâ€™t know that youâ€™d actually have to drink it.â€
â€œWhat are you talking about?â€ Digger asked.
Twain smiled at him. â€œYouâ€™ll thank me.â€
â€œWait,â€ Digger said as the liquid splashed in his face.
Will Digger actually travel through time? And if so, where will he end up? Join us NEXT YEAR for the next exciting episode!
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