How could this day have possibly gotten weirder? Sky stared at the boy as he began looking at the room, her hand still outstretched. [i]He can't really be... can he? They [/i] do [i] look a lot a like... But I just assumed this boy was from the past. I suppose he still could be, if Doctor Burnoise had a mad scientist grandfather. Wait, is it better or worse that this boy is from the future?[/i] It wasn't until Nathan called her name that the young woman reanimated. She dropped her arm and turned to the man incredulously, “Set you on fire? Don’t you think that’s a bit extreme? And what’s so bad about having a k- you know what, that isn't important right now. We need to get this boy back to his own time before something goes wrong.” Redirecting her attention to the grandchild, Skylar smiled, “Hey, sweetie, don’t you want to go see your mom and dad?” She paused for a moment and added, “How did you get here anyway? Do you have a time machine too?”

The young woman was determined to get things back to normal, but it was hard not to be curious as to the circumstances that had gotten them into their current predicament. Was Nathan’s machine solely to blame? Had it malfunctioned and randomly pulled this boy from his own time? Or was this boy somehow the instigator? Did Nathan’s grandson have the same wild intelligence? Had he activated the time machine himself? Sky couldn't help but hope, for the parent’s sake, that the boy had nothing to do with this. Given his excitement, however, she rather doubted it.