🔶 POV: Scrooge McDuck (First-Person)
I corner the multiverse traveler at a table in the dining hall, my translator still clipped to my collar.
I slam my hands down.
"Alright, lad—yer ship blasted me with lasers, tried tae vaporize me, and ye still owe me answers! Start explainin' how yer… flux-harmonic multi-dimensional travelin' contraption works!"
The traveler calmly lifts a spoonful of Toriko soup.
"It's quite simple. You just adjust the twelve-fold hyperstitched resonance matrix to stabilize the trans-Omniversal—"
I blink.
"…I dinnae understand a single word ye just said."
He continues.
"Then, you invert the hexachronal circuitry so the fourth-degree parallel vectors align parallel to the non-parallel—"
"STOP! STOP! STOP!"
I grab my head.
"This blasted translator converts LANGUAGE, not SCIENCE!"
The traveler shrugs."That sounds like a you problem."
🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
Alex materializes behind Scrooge, placing a hand on the duck's shoulder before his brain melts.
"Scrooge, attempting to understand Omniversal physics at your current technological level would liquefy your mind."
Scrooge frowns.
"That seems dramatic."
"It is not."
Alex kneels slightly to eye-level.
"And even if your world DID reach the technological level of multiversal travel, it would cost more money than currently exists in your entire universe."
Scrooge pauses.
"…More… than exists… anywhere?"
"Yes."
"…Blast."
Alex gestures at the traveler.
"Instead, focus on something achievable. For instance—your world contains at least two versions of the Fountain of Youth."
I jerk upright.
"THE FOUNTAIN O' WHAT NOW!?"
Alex nods.
By this point, the multiverse traveler is casually eating dessert while ignoring us.
Scrooge grabs Alex's suit desperately.
"Where is it!?"
Alex responds calmly:
"That is for you to discover through adventure. But if you want to live long enough to afford multiversal travel someday, finding the Fountain of Youth is your most practical option."
I gasp.
A way to live longer.
Adventure longer.
Treasure-hunt forever.
I drop Alex's suit and wipe a tear.
"…Ye're a beautiful cosmic building, lad."
Alex does not react.
🔶 POV: Scrooge McDuck (First-Person) — Continued
Before I can ask more—the air ripples.
Another guest appears.
A tall, armored figure in a sleek coat, carrying a glowing staff and a badge on his chest.
He steps into the lobby with authority.
"Universal Enforcement Division," he announces. "Tracking fugitive H-33. Where is he?"
I turn toward the traveler.
He is gone.
Left behind is a smoke bomb.
It explodes.
FWOOOOSH!
Colored vapor fills the dining hall.
"CHEESE AND FEATHERS—!!"
The traveler's voice echoes:
"THANKS FOR THE FOOD, BYE!!"
A metallic clank follows.
He's running.
🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
Alex sighs.
He raises a hand.
Outside, through the transparent walls of the Infinite Hotel, the multiverse traveler's ship fires up and rockets away at impossible speed.
The inter-universe police officer shouts:
"He's escaping!"
Scrooge yells:
"SHOOT HIM DOWN!"
Alex simply manifests his avatar—
11,000 times bigger.
The hotel rumbles.
A colossal silhouette forms outside—towering over the Omniverse's edge like a cosmic titan.
The giant Alex reaches out—
—extends one enormous finger—
—flicks the spaceship.
Pting.
The ship instantly rebounds:
bulleting backward
spiraling through reality
slamming into the Infinite Hotel's parking platform
upside down
crushed like a soda can
The traveler crawls out coughing.
"OW."
The inter-universe cop walks over and cuffs him with glowing restraints.
"Navigator H-33, you are under arrest for trans-Omniversal smuggling, illegal dimensional bypassing, and stealing THREE time engines."
The traveler mutters:
"In my defense, two of them were on sale."
🔶 POV: Scrooge McDuck (First-Person)
I stare in awe.
"That… was the greatest flick I've ever seen."
Alex calmly returns to normal size.
The officer bows slightly.
"Thank you, Infinite Hotel."
He reaches into a dimensional pouch and pulls out a crystalline cube filled with swirling energy.
"Here is the bounty. Consider it a token of gratitude."
The cube floats into Alex's hand.
It ripples—
Changes—
Then stabilizes.
Alex holds it up.
"This is multi-universal currency. It automatically adapts to whatever universe requires payment."
Scrooge's eyes widen.
"I WANT ONE."
"You cannot."
"Blast."
🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
Alex nods at the officer.
"Before you go."
He hands the officer:
A bag of Toriko cuisine, neatly packed
A copy of the Infinite Hotel Rule Pamphlet
"Souvenirs."
The officer bows deeply.
"This will make the entire department jealous. Thank you."
In a flash of light, both he and the prisoner vanish through a dimensional portal.
The hotel settles.
The lights dim.
Peace resumes.
🔶 POV: Scrooge McDuck (First-Person)
I put my hands on my hips.
"…Alex?"
"Yes?"
"If this hotel keeps bringin' in cosmic criminals, Omniversal police, and adventurers from places beyond imagination—"
I grin.
"—I may never leave."
Alex responds with absolute, cosmic certainty:
"You will leave eventually."
I cross my arms.
"We'll see."