Now, I'm not the brightest light bulb in the pack. True I can draw and more or less repair broken items using odd tools and trinkets to do a damn good patch job, but I definitely can't make it to college. However it doesn't take a smart woman from college to realize something was terribly wrong with this situation.

I'll start at the beginning though, seeing how I cannot explain this situation any other way. Basically? I got kidnapped by a giant portal thing and was thrown into an alternate dimension where I am currently trying not to drown in some rich guy's pool. A lot to take in? Yeah well you're not me. I'm the one damn well drowning.

I remember sitting at my desk doodling, humming as I listen to music on my beat up MP3 player. My phone was currently in my pocket and a bottle of pop in one hand. Taking a chug I drew random cartoons, mostly Mihawk seeing as he was oddly the only one I could damn well draw. That and roosters. I seem to be oddly good at drawing them.

Then out of nowhere I can hear this weird whistling noise, almost as though somebody was trying to get my attention. I turned to look over my shoulder at a pair of large blue eyes that peered from a large glowing black circle. I gaped at it and it stared at me, I began wondering what the damn crappers it was and how I didn't notice it earlier when it reached out and grabbed me. I tried to scream but unfortunately it covered my mouth with some kind of black goo and so clutching my pencils, pop, sketchbook and somehow managed a chocolate bar, I was yanked out of my room and into the sky. Literally.

I must have fallen almost two-hundred stories, screaming as I clutched my belongings and stared in horror at the ground rapidly approaching me. The closer it came the more I realized it wasn't just an island but it looked like there were some rich people gaping at me, mostly woman surrounding one big ass dude sitting in some summer chair. I locked eyes with him for a moment before hitting the water in his pool (though oddly didn't hurt seeing as how I high I fell from... hm.) I gagged on the water that found itself in my mouth, struggling to hang on to whatever I had as I tried to make sense of the suddenly wet world around me. My body snapped out it before my brain oddly enough, pushing me to the surface where the shock flock of wackos and hookers gaped at me. I looked at them tiredly, pushing the wet sketchbook and the last of my belongings onto the pool's edge before simply hanging on to the edge, too tired to even try pulling out.

"Oi!" I glanced up at the man. Like waaaaay up. I frowned a little, wondering how the hell a man could grow that tall.

Steroids. Gotta be it. I thought gravely as I eyed him warily. Bet you're Twinkies felt that one.

"Yes?" I asked sweetly giving him my best 'I'm tired so piss off' smile. He blinked before grinning back widely. My smile quickly turned into a frown when I noticed with a smile like that he could easily mow on my head. What did he use steroids on his face too? I growled a little, setting my head on the pool edge as though I was perfectly well suppose to be there. He crouched beside the pool to eye me behind tinted glasses. I frowned when I noticed I had a pimple on my cheek. Dammit!

"Sweetcheeks, you're in my pool." the man said chuckling, his head tilting as he examined me curiously. I tilted my head with him, too busy trying to see eyeballs behind those glasses to even care what he was saying. He must have realized this as well because his smile fell and turned into a frown. I just stared at him. His smile returned as he cackled again with the weirdest laugh I've ever heard in my life. "Fufufufufu! Aw... I know I'm handsome but you must control yourself. The others will get... jealous."

"You're mouth is too big and you smell like coconuts. Bug off big boy, I'm not in the mood to deal with stupid people." I snapped venomously. I turned my eyes to my ruined sketchbook and grit my teeth in fury. Whomever that chick was who pulled me through there was going to get a royal ass whooping. Above me the man stared at me as though I lost my mind. I scowled.

"Now now, that's not very nice." He grinned darkly causing me to cringe a little. I turned my eyes to stare at his sandals. "It almost makes me unhappy."

"Seems almost impossible for a man with you're grins." I grumbled back. He just grinned down at me before reaching behind me and hauling me easily from the pool. Yelping I clawed at the air, trying to grab anything I could to hang onto. Finding the arrogant mans arm I clutched it upside down like a monkey, hanging onto it with both feet and arms as I stared down at the suddenly far away ground. I wasn't really sure who was more surprised though, me or him.

"Naw, now you're acting all sweet." The large man cooed as he held gave me a gentle shake. I glared at him but clutched onto him anyways. "Maybe I'll keep you around. You're kind of cute."

"You're a pervert aren't you?" I asked him dully, staring at him warily. His grin widened causing me to glare harder.

"Aw... no. Smiles are in. S.M.I.L.E.S. No more frowning or you're face will look ugly." He chuckled as he gave my side a rather hard pinch. I yelped as I let go, whining a little as I pouted up at him. He beamed down at me with those blinding white choppers of his. "So, where did you fall from little blondie?"

"The sky." I snorted pointing up.

"Ah, yes." He gave me a look over with a curious tilt of the head. "But you had to start somewhere, so where was that?"

"My room."

"Your... room?"

"Hey big guy?"

"Hmm?"

"Imma gonna pass out now. Don't molest me."

"W-wha-"

I was out cold before I even heard the rest.