Short story: Spoiler alert

(Fun fact! I WAS REALLY TIRED.)

The cat opens it third eye, "Seems we have a seedling, Chodda."

A million-legged spider twitters, "We should choke the weed before it grows, Nyadda."

"Let us be kind," Says the winged dog, "We can spare them, Chodda."

"Kindness won't change a weed, Krodda."

"It can change whatever the heck it wants, Chodda."

"And you can change the kindness. Let me go. I will deal with this, Krodda and Nyadda."

And onward they sat, listening to the tics of a many legged beast.

The machine filled the room with more importance then any other other sterilized white room in town. Many attendants fretted over it's many controls. The only two slackers not working we not slackers at all. Rather, they were a blonde rich girl by the name of Myrtle and the dark haired leading scientist.

"Anything you touch in the past could have a negative effect on the future," warned Logan, "You might change the whole world into some crazed place where dinosaurs are still alive or mankind never existed."

"Look," Said an annoyed Myrtle, "I don't need your advice. I know that stuff. Besides, this is a AE planet. No one really cares about them, they won't reach the space age for thousands of years."

"And thousands of years later, we might be in trouble."

"Who cares? The Cannons will take care of anything that comes near us."

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

"Who would ever say that?"

And they were off.

"Exactly where are we going, anyways?" Logan asked.

"To settle a bit of a feud between friends and family." Myrtle snapped quickly.

"And why exactly are we in... is this nazi germany? Because if it is, I want to quit- Oh god, do you plan to kill Hitler? You can't just do that you-"

"I said this was a family feud. Hitler isn't related to me at all. I'm from a Jewish family, remember?" Interrupted Myrtle.

"Well, technically he was about-"

"Shut up, would you?"

And they trekked the way into the silence in silence.

"Can you remind me how this works again?" Logan asked.

"Simple, we head into the building." Myrtle said in a cool voice.

"And why do you have to go into the building Hitler's in? You sure this isn't about Hitler?"

"Positive."

"...I don't trust you."

"Deal with it, I'm paying you for this."

And into the building they went.

"How did you get past the guards?" Logan spoke up again.

"Magic."

"Be serious."

"Okay, ticking magic."

"That doesn't help."

And into the office they went.

And in the office was the ever so famous figure of Adolf Hitler.

He looked just as he did in pictures; angry.

Myrtle didn't care and had no fear in punching him in the face.

Logan sniffled with fear, "Did you just punch out Hitler?"

The deed was done.

And onward they ran.

Capture was inevadible. 

After making a few guesses, the guard decided who knew the most information.

It was Myrtle, and Logan was left to presumably be thrown in a camp.

Oh well.

And onward they both marched, onward to whatever.

"How did you get past the guards?" One of officials asked her.

"Magic." Was all Myrtle had to answer.

"Truth! Tell the truth!" They had hit her in the mouth with something, so it took her a second to respond.

"Time travel magic."

"Still wrong!" Another hit.

"No really, I come from the futur-"

"We will be the ones asking the questions!" Yet another hit. There had to be another way they could correct her, that wasn't hitting.

"I am honest. Let me just tell you." The official didn't try to stop her, but looking quite pissed. "I am from not quite the future, but actually another planet. This is just one of the many earths in the universe, all the earths exist at different times. Sometimes they are the same, sometimes not. None of them have reached space. I can hear on a machine that lets me appear here. If it weren't for the machine, I would never be able to visit here. It's some natural boundary to prevent paradoxes. Let me out and I will help you win this war. Because usually, you guys lose. In 1941 you enter the soviet union and conquest quite a bit of it. In 1943 you are forced out of the soviet union. In 1945 Hitler kills himself. It all ends in the summer of 1945 when two atomic bombs are dropped on Japan."

"Dummkopf! We are not that gullible."

And they silenced her this time with something that was not quite a hit. It was more like a gunshot. 

In fact it probably was. 

It took her a moment to realize she was now dead. 

Her last thought was along the lines of, This really is a problem, isn't it?

Down in the labs, an error occurred. 

Data was lost. 

Everyone agreed it was a terrible tragedy.

"See that ship, Yadda?" A three eyed cat watched the space carefully.

"Who doesn't, Nyadda?" His companion, a bilingual colorful weasel replied.

"Is it just me, Yadda, or does it have a swastika on it?"

"For a three-eyed cat, you sure are blind, Nyadda. Who can't see it?"

"You just have hawk eyes, Yadda."

"That's a stereotype, Nyadda."

"Excuse me, Nyadda and Yadda, but don't you think we should do something about it?" A flaming hare said as he entered the room.

"You mean kill some time-meddling scum, Ludda?" 

"It is our job after all, Nyadda."

And onward they went, wether it be to the voids of space or to the kitchen sink. They keeping moving onward.