Fix the future by changing the past

Becoming again?

Jim sat on his bed, walkie talkie and phone in hand waiting for his best friend to call him on either device. It had been two days since Jim sent Toby to the canals to become the trollhunter. 

With nothing else to do, the day coming to a close, Jim sighed as he dropped the devices onto his bed and tiredly pressed his hands on his face, only now starting to regret his decision of allowing Toby to become the trollhunter. To allow him to face danger head on, and he would be the cause of it. 

Time seemed to have gone rather slowly, seemed to stop even as Jim went over his decisions the day he rewinded Time using the chronosphere. Oh, how he missed everyone. He missed his team. Missed his Claire. 

He couldn't help but allow his mind to wonder back on his adventures with his friends, the adversaries they had faced. Rubbing the bridge of his nose in an attempt to calm himself down from thinking of the worst possible outcome now that Toby is the new trollhunter and instead forced himself to think of a plan in action to prevent the worst of those outcomes. To prevent the future that had occurred.

With a start, his phone started ringing a familiar "I am GunRobot, pick up your phone" ringtone, snapping him out of his thoughts. Quickly he reached over and grabbed his phone, instantly pressing the green answer button and placing the phone next to his ear after confirming the caller ID to be Toby.

"Hey, Tobes-" Jim started only to get cut off by the frantic and panicked speech of his best friend on the other side of the line. 

"JIMBO!! you won't believe what just happened! I found this totally awesome-sauce circle metal glowy thing yesterday that gave me magical armour and when I got home today these- these monsters were in MY BASEMENT and they said I was some kind of troll fighter?!" Toby panicked, causing Jim to smile. 

Holding back a chuckle, Jim tried to get his best friend to calm down enough for him to understand what he was going on about, even though he already knew what had happened. "Tobes, Tobes, slow down. I can't understand you when you talk that fast." He said with as little amusement and as much concern as he could put into his own voice. 

A pause occurred at Toby's end of the line, seemingly thinking over what he should tell Jim. If not just to calm down. Soon enough Jim headed a sigh come from Toby before continuing at a much slower pace. 

"Okay okay, I know this may sound like I'm going crazy town banana pants but I'm one hundred percent not okay?! You've got to believe me Jim!" Toby begged. 

"Alright, alright, Tobes, I'll believe whatever you want to tell me."  Jim said with a smile he himself remembering how he acted when he first met their stony friends Blinky and AARRRGGHH!! 

The rest of the night, the two boys went over what had happened at Toby's House and both promised to meet and talk more about it at school the following day, just so they could manage to gain a few hours of sleep. Even though Toby would inevitably find it quite difficult to do so. 

Jim on the other hand, was quite happy that his best friend trusted him enough to tell him about the trolls just as he was. Remembering his friends and family from the future timeline, he couldn't help but lay in bed with a sad smile and a determination to keep everyone safe before drifting off to sleep. 

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"I'm telling you, Jimbo! One had these eyes and the other was HUGE!" Toby exclaimed as they walked down the halls to their classroom in an attempt to explain what had happened. 

"And I believe you, Tobes." Jim said with a chuckle before looking at his friend worriedly. "Are you sure you're okay Tobes? You look like you haven't slept very well…" the taller teen observed clear concern plastered onto his face.