This should technically be called 'I was studying for exams and got distracted...and this popped out'

Warning! It is only meant to be fun and games from me. I was reading 'The Meaning of Tingo' and 'Tojour Tingo' by Adam Jacot de Boinod, and got inspired by the amazing words.

Now before anyone says 'They had a week for that level, so how come they were "tipped out" early?' - I know its illogical, I just couldn't get over the idea of the air hostess having to upend them all onto the floor to serve as a kick, so I wrote this. Bear with me, please?

This will be the only disclaimer that will serve for the rest of the story:
I Do Not Own Inception. That genius belongs to Christopher Nolan, not I.

Puangi – (Cook Islands Maori) the sensation of the stomach dropping away (as in the sudden surge of a lift, plane, swing or a tossed boat)

Arthur, Ariadne and Yusuf looked out towards the large ripples spreading across the river, mixing with the patterns created by the steadily beating rain. Arthur felt an accompanying sinking feeling.

"Cobb's not going to make it."

"No, he'll be right." Ariadne said, with a certainty that was frightening.

Further across the shore, Robert Fischer obliviously continued to tell Browning/Eames his plans. Till suddenly, Eames lurched backwards of his own accord and, without a word, mid fall, disappeared into thin air.

"What's happening now?" Ariadne asked.

Arthur glanced around. "The kick back. I'll be going next. Robert and Yusuf will be aft-" He didn't get the chance to finish his words as he too was knocked back without warning, and vanished.

Yusuf looked at Ariadne with a reassuring gaze. "Just relax, Ariadne. It makes it easier to wake up. And be ready for a queasy feeling, its exactly like – "

Ariadne was knocked back and disappeared, leaving Yusuf to finish his sentence to the rainy city.

Ariadne could only describe the feeling as the sensation of missing a step or miscalculating the stairs. Your body lurches forward, uncertain. It wasn't like other falling dreams where you woke on impact. It was like a ghost pushing you swiftly, and cartoon-like.

She awoke on the floor, Arthur already by her side and gently removing the IV for her. Eames was helping the air hostess hoist Cobb's form and tip him into the aisle. Saito was already there on the floor nearby, still asleep. The sight was frightening even to the untrained dreamer.

"He didn't wake?" She asked.

Arthur understood the further questions behind that. "No. Limbo is a state of mind akin to a coma. A kick is far too weak to be felt at such a level."

"So will they wake up?"

"We'll find out when their time is up."

Cobb lay where he was sprawled on the floor. Arthur and Eames liften him up and back to his seat while Ariadne moved with the air hostess to Fischer. He was carefully tipped onto the floor, relieved of his IV and any evidence, and placed back in his seat. After Yusuf was woken, confirmed that Robert had been kicked from the dream. His sedative hadn't worn off yet.

All of the team, either conscious or otherwise, they returned to their seats and waited the flight out. Ariadne nervously chewed her lip, still aware of that sinking feeling stuck in her abdomen.

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