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Me vs. the Multiverse Series

S. G. Wilson
Me vs. the Multiverse: Pleased to Meet Me by S. G. Wilson
Me vs. the Multiverse: Enough About Me by S. G. Wilson

Me vs. the Multiverse Series : Titles in Order

Book 2
Can plain old Average Me fix the rip in the multiverse? The Mes are back in this hilarious second book in the sci-fi comedy series for fans of Stuart Gibb’s Moon Base Alpha and quirky animated shows like Rick and Morty and Regular Show.

Saving the multiverse starts with another origami note: Make it here, pronto.

This time Meade Macon, aka Average Me, knows that parallel dimensions are real. He’s met dozens of his counterparts from other Earths. What he doesn’t know is that they’re all about to get zapped out of existence.

On Earth Zero, a rip in the multiverse is spreading to other realities and causing chaos wherever it appears. And the different versions of Meade–the Mes–are caught in the middle! Motor Me, Resist Me, and Hollywood Me just want to go back home to their own Earths. The only way to do that is to repair the rip. Once again, it’s up to Average Me! But if Average is going to fix the multiverse, he just might have to team up with his archnemesis . . . Meticulous Me.
Book 1
What if you suddenly met someone who’s you–only better? That’s what happens in this hilarious new series for fans of Stuart Gibb’s Moon Base Alpha and quirky sci-fi animated shows like Rick and Morty and Regular Show.

It all starts with a note folded into the shape of an origami octopus: “Hi, Me. Yes, you. You’re me, and I’m you.” If you believe this and the other origami notes that follow–which middle schooler Meade Macon absolutely, positively does NOT–the concept of parallel dimensions is true, and there is a convention full of alternate versions of Meade waiting for his RSVP. It’s got to be a joke.

Except . . . the octopus is an origami fold Meade thought he invented. And the note writer has a lot of intel on him that nobody else should know. I mean, he’s told his best friend Twig a lot about himself, but he’s definitely kept mum about that time he sleepwalk-peed into his Lego container when he was six. Could Me Con be a real thing? And should he go?