I was lying in bed and watching a report on the news about a new virus that had been going around. The news reporter said it was nothing life threatening, however, and there was research still being done about it. They warned us all to be careful. After watching the news I fell asleep, and that's all I could remember.
When I woke up I found myself slumped over a rock on what looked like a beach. I immediately panicked because I had no idea what was going on. "Where am I?" I shouted in surprise as I bolted up. I looked around frantically, seeing nothing but water and palm trees. "Oh my gosh!" I slapped my hands against my face before screaming. I suddenly heard a voice and that made me jump back and fall over.
"GOOD MORNING!" I heard the voice shout cheerfully. I let out a high-pitched noise as I scooted myself back as fast as I could, not processing whoever the figure was standing in front of me. "Did I surprise you, Mary?" the person asked. How did they know my name? I blinked a few times and shook my head to help me process what exactly was going on. My eyes widened when I saw them. The handlebar mustache, the big pink nose, the blue propeller hat, I could recognize that anywhere! "Uncle Grandpa!" I called out excitedly with a big grin on my face. I remember when he helped me obtain my Driver's License. What a crazy experience that was, but I will always be thankful for his kindness and patience with me. "Good Morning, Mary!" he greeted me with a friendly wave. "Now, what I want to know is, what are you doing all the way over here?" he asked me as he tilted his head to the side. "Uhh, well I-" I began to speak as I propped myself with my elbows. "I-I'm not really sure where I am myself" I admitted. Uncle Grandpa smiled and let out a hearty chuckle. "Don't you worry," he offered his hand to me. "when we get back to where the others are, this will all be explained in no time!" I grabbed his hand and let him help me up. I brushed the sand off of myself before following him down a rainbow colored path in the forest of palm trees. What a strange set up I thought to myself as I observed my surroundings. Shortly down the trail, there was a large building with a statue of Uncle Grandpa in front of it. The building looked a bit like a hotel. What is a hotel doing here? my thoughts were racing with questions and the more I looked around the more confused I became. When we walked through the rotating door that marked the entrance of the building, I saw before me a relatively large group of people. They were all standing around waiting. "Finally!" one of them said in frustration. "Calm down, Dennis" Uncle Grandpa waved his finger. Whoever spoke must have been named Dennis. Uncle Grandpa turned to me. "Go ahead and join the others" he told me, and I nodded and did as he said. "Uncle G, are you gonna tell us why we're here now?" one of the people in the group said. I quickly glanced to see where the voice was coming from, and noticed a boy with sandy brown hair and sunglasses leaning up against the hotel's counter. Actually, from that quick glance I noticed a lot of strange people. One of the people next to him had blue hair and the person in front of her had an oddly shaped large nose. The person with the large nose stood next to a boy with pink hair and a zipper for a mouth. What is going on? I turned my gaze back to Uncle Grandpa who cleared his throat. "Okay, I know you are all wondering why you are here" he started. "But first, I would like to say... GOOD MORNING!"
I heard frustrated sighs all around me. "GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!" one of the people shouted angrily. I believe that was Dennis again, it sounded like the first person I heard speak. "Alright, alright" Uncle Grandpa sighed as he did a little tap dance spin. When he stopped this little dance, he began to speak again. "I brought each and every one of you here because I care deeply about all of you and I want all of you to get along!" he had a hopeful smile and what looked like tears in his eyes. Everyone let out a bunch of frustrated sighs again. "This is preposterous! I was taken from my beautiful internet for this?" a nasally voice piped up from the crowd. "That doesn't make any sense" a deep, raspy voice pointed out. "We already get along just fine, I don't understand what you are getting at."
"I agree" a light voice with a slight Asian accent spoke. "Well, you humans do hate us for some reason, perhaps this is for Disgustoid tolerance reasons" a light, proper sounding voice suggested. Disgustoid? What's that? "I am NOT getting along with any DISGUSTOIDS" the nasally voice screeched. "WE DON'T WANT TO GET ALONG WITH YOU EITHER YOU FAT ACNE FILLED HUMAN WORM!" a crazed female voice hissed. "HEY DON'T YOU TALK TO MY SON LIKE THAT!" a loud and deep voice shouted. "I'M NOT YOUR SON!" the nasally voice corrected the previous statement. Everyone began to argue and Uncle Grandpa began to tug on his handlebar mustache. He then took in a deep breath. "ENOUGH!" he shouted over all the arguing. Everyone fell silent. "THAT is what I'm talking about!" Uncle Grandpa pointed out sternly as he waved his finger at us. "Alright, how about to start things off we sit in a circle around this carpet over here and play a little break the ice game?" he suggested. "THIS ISN'T KUMBAYA TIME!" an angry boy shouted as he stepped out from the crowd. He had messy dark brown hair and a blue sweater. "That is IT! I am so done with this I am leaving!" he marched toward the door. "NO!" Uncle Grandpa shouted and blocked the door. "You can't go! Please sit down, Dennis!" the old man begged him. "No! I am tired of your shenanigans!" Dennis clenched his fists. "Dennis, let's just go with it" a strange sounding voice said. I turned to look and saw the boy with pink hair and a zipper for a mouth. "Let's all listen to Uncle Grandpa and form a circle. I'm sure this is for everyone's good! He wouldn't be doing all of this if it weren't." Dennis had an irritated pout on his face as he glared at the strange boy. He continued to glare for a few moments before finally speaking. "FINE! But I just want you to know that I do not like this one bit!" He grumpily sat down on the carpet. Everyone else followed and formed a circle. I sat next to a girl with dark brown hair and a black beret and a girl with red hair in braids. "Alright, here is the deal, there's a lot of you so we need to go through this pretty quickly" he told us. "You can talk more to each other later, but as long as you know everyone's names now it'll be easier to chat with everyone later! That's going to be important because the more you get along with everyone, the more stickers you will earn! If you get enough stickers, you will be able to leave this place and go about your normal lives again!" he explained to us before pointing at Dennis who was grumpily sitting next to him.
"Go ahead" he told him. "Dennis! My name is Dennis, now wh-" before he could finish his sentence Uncle Grandpa pointed to the blue person sitting next to them. "Blegh blugh blegh" the blue person babbled. The purple person sitting next to them began to speak. "His name is Dingle, and my name is Festro!" next to the purple person was a man with a butt-shaped chin. "They call me The Fart" his voice was rather proper for such a silly name. "I'm Tiger!" a petite Asian girl with a trendy outfit said as she waved to all of us. "Mr. Gus is my name" a dark-skinned man with green hair sitting next to her said. "Billy Baggins!" the zipper-mouthed boy told us. "The all-famous Pizza Steve! I'm sure you have all heard of me!" The sandy haired boy with sunglasses told us. He sure was full of himself, because I haven't heard of him at all. "Ramonaaaa Desdemonaaa~" the blue haired monster-looking girl next to him chirped in a sing songy voice. "Slog!" the guy with the large nose said. "Gweelok is the name!" a fat, lime-skinned boy with a severe case of acne told us. "Ham Sandwich!" a fat nasally-voiced boy with severe acne pushed up his glasses as he spoke. "Ugh, Remo" a boy with blonde hair and sunglasses huffed. "Melvin!" a tall boy with blonde hair spoke triumphantly. "Guillermo!" a dark haired boy with a Spanish accent chirped happily. "Eric, but you can call me Cupcake!" a dark-skinned boy with a hat told us as he nodded his head. "F-" a guy with deep red-orange hair began to speak, but a short, chubby guy spoke for him. "That's Hot Dog Person!" he told us. "Well, my real name is Frank Herbert" the guy with deep red-orange hair told us in a deep, gloomy voice as he looked away timidly. "I'm Beary Nice! THAT'S ME!" the chubby guy told us in an annoyingly happy voice. "My name is Susie" the girl with braids sitting next to me spoke up. Uncle Grandpa then pointed to me. "Oh uh..." I blushed and looked away from everyone. "I'm Mary!". He then pointed to the dark haired girl next to me. "My name is Isabella, but you all better call me Izzie if you know what's good for you!" she shook her fist angrily. "I like this girl" Dennis pointed to her and chuckled.
"Alright! Now that you all know about each other, how about you go outside and explore the place around you!" he instructed us. We all got up and started outside. When we all got outside, we saw the bright sunny sky turn cloudy and dark. Suddenly, a bolt of lighting crashed down onto the statue of Uncle Grandpa. We all gasped as it's head was knocked clean off. "Oh no!" Uncle Grandpa gasped. We heard a villainous cackle before another strike of lightning came down.
