Abed's blank expression was probably not what they were expecting. It didn't look evil, like he'd been doing everything maliciously. But since it was blank, it was difficult to tell whether he was surprised or scared himself.
"I saw you both before," he said slowly, as if only just coming to that realization himself, in much the same way they slowly had come back to themselves. He made a strange gesture with his finger, a flick and curl that seemed thoughtful in its nature.
"Back when I was Inspector Spacetime. And when I was Han Solo. And when I was jaeger pilot. And when I was ninja turtle. At first you looked like Blorgons, Jabba the Hutt's flunkies, the kaiju, and the Foot, but then I saw you both there for a second instead, in their place. You're both from the wrong canon - even in the Mirage comic world you were out of place." He pointed to Raph. "You're from the 2012 cartoon."
He seemed to be having trouble looking either of them in the eyes, as if it made him uncomfortable, and so his gaze was turned downward, his head cocked slightly to the side in a birdlike gesture of confusion and alarm.
"Why would this be a crossover? It's inconsistent. So far it's been genre-hopping, not a crossover. Not cool. Not cool not cool."
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"I saw you both before," he said slowly, as if only just coming to that realization himself, in much the same way they slowly had come back to themselves. He made a strange gesture with his finger, a flick and curl that seemed thoughtful in its nature.
"Back when I was Inspector Spacetime. And when I was Han Solo. And when I was jaeger pilot. And when I was ninja turtle. At first you looked like Blorgons, Jabba the Hutt's flunkies, the kaiju, and the Foot, but then I saw you both there for a second instead, in their place. You're both from the wrong canon - even in the Mirage comic world you were out of place." He pointed to Raph. "You're from the 2012 cartoon."
He seemed to be having trouble looking either of them in the eyes, as if it made him uncomfortable, and so his gaze was turned downward, his head cocked slightly to the side in a birdlike gesture of confusion and alarm.
"Why would this be a crossover? It's inconsistent. So far it's been genre-hopping, not a crossover. Not cool. Not cool not cool."