This fic is rated PG due to some oh-so-slightly mature humor.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in these stories, nor do they own me, although Muffy has made some tempting offers...
Tommy: "I can write more Arthur fics than you can." Timmy: "No, you can't."
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Chapter 1
It seemed to Brain that he had drifted off immediately upon lying down, and had been asleep for only a few minutes. On the other hand, it was difficult to distinguish the passing of time while asleep, even for someone of his genius.
He groggily forced his eyes open, and suddenly felt as if something was... different.
The rays of the morning sun that usually slipped through the blinds and met his gaze were not there. It was darker than usual, but not completely dark.
"Must be a cloud cover," thought Brain. "Well, it's time to get up and seize the day."
He pushed down with his hands, hoping to force himself into a sitting position...but the surface of the bed sank under his hands. This had never happened before. Even more curiously, his movements had caused the mattress to start waving back and forth, as if he were on a boat, or...
"A water bed!" The thought took only a split second to dawn upon him.
Brain sat up and began to think. As far as he could remember, he hadn't made arrangements to sleep over at the house of any friend or relative who had a water bed. Water beds always made him nervous anyway, so why would he willingly sleep in one? Obviously this was not his bed...
...or his room. He cast his eyes around to behold a bedroom of almost palacial proportions. The furniture was Victorian in style, and consisted of several chairs, a couch, a dresser, and a full-length mirror. The bed itself was large enough to accommodate three children Brain's size, and the bedposts were draped with...pink?
A glass chrome end table stood next to the bed; on it rested a lamp and some assorted items, including a cell phone and a hair brush with several long strands of red hair hanging out of it.
Brain became worried. Somehow, during the middle of the night, he had been spirited away to a strange house and a strange room that clearly belonged to a girl.
"Where am I?" he asked aloud.
To his surprise and shock, the voice that emerged from his throat was not his own.
It was Muffy's...
(To be continued!)
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in these stories, nor do they own me, although Muffy has made some tempting offers...
Tommy: "I can write more Arthur fics than you can." Timmy: "No, you can't."
--------
Chapter 1
It seemed to Brain that he had drifted off immediately upon lying down, and had been asleep for only a few minutes. On the other hand, it was difficult to distinguish the passing of time while asleep, even for someone of his genius.
He groggily forced his eyes open, and suddenly felt as if something was... different.
The rays of the morning sun that usually slipped through the blinds and met his gaze were not there. It was darker than usual, but not completely dark.
"Must be a cloud cover," thought Brain. "Well, it's time to get up and seize the day."
He pushed down with his hands, hoping to force himself into a sitting position...but the surface of the bed sank under his hands. This had never happened before. Even more curiously, his movements had caused the mattress to start waving back and forth, as if he were on a boat, or...
"A water bed!" The thought took only a split second to dawn upon him.
Brain sat up and began to think. As far as he could remember, he hadn't made arrangements to sleep over at the house of any friend or relative who had a water bed. Water beds always made him nervous anyway, so why would he willingly sleep in one? Obviously this was not his bed...
...or his room. He cast his eyes around to behold a bedroom of almost palacial proportions. The furniture was Victorian in style, and consisted of several chairs, a couch, a dresser, and a full-length mirror. The bed itself was large enough to accommodate three children Brain's size, and the bedposts were draped with...pink?
A glass chrome end table stood next to the bed; on it rested a lamp and some assorted items, including a cell phone and a hair brush with several long strands of red hair hanging out of it.
Brain became worried. Somehow, during the middle of the night, he had been spirited away to a strange house and a strange room that clearly belonged to a girl.
"Where am I?" he asked aloud.
To his surprise and shock, the voice that emerged from his throat was not his own.
It was Muffy's...
(To be continued!)