Reality
Disclaimer: I own nothing more than the computer this was typed on.
Chapter 1:
Sam was riding his motorcycle down the road as Quorra stared at the sun. Sam knew he should have anticipated this, but it still surprised him just how interested she was. He finally pulled in to his garage – like home. Quorra jumped off, smiling, and asked "What do we do now?"
"Right now, we sleep," Sam replied.
"But I'm not tired!" she replied. Sam grinned. Her childlike behavior was very entertaining.
"You may not be, but I am. You can keep Marvin company, he doesn't like to sleep when I sleep," Sam replied.
"Who's Marvin?" Quorra asked. Sam smiled to himself.
"He's my dog."
"What's a dog?" Sam burst out laughing at this. Quorra smiled nervously, unsure what was so funny.
"Oh, sorry about that. Not knowing what a dog is is something almost no one can take seriously. A dog is a four-legged animal that humans, or Users, often keep as pets. There are quite a few animals humans like to keep as pets, so you should pay attention to what Marvin looks like," Sam said.
Sam opened the door and walked in. Quorra followed him, staring at everything. Marvin began barking, causing Quorra to jump about a foot. Startled, she looked around, ready to fight. Sam laughed and told her to relax. She did, and Sam bent down and picked up Marvin. Quorra stared at Marvin. "Pet him, like this." Sam pet Marvin and Quorra mimicked the motion. Marvin licked her hand as she pet him. Quorra quickly pulled her hand back.
"That means he likes you. Well, like I said, I'm tired and I should go to bed. If you get tired you can lay on the couch and sleep there. Well, goodnight!" Sam said and with that, he went to bed.
Quorra looked around, curious as to what Sam's home was like. It was much messier than Kevin's was. Quorra heard a rumbling noise from her stomach. She ran into the room Sam went into. "Sam, Sam where are you?" She soon found him laying asleep on the bed. "Wake up!" She was amazed at his ability to fall asleep so quickly. Eventually she shook Sam awake.
"What is it, Quorra?" Sam said, sleepily.
"I heard a rumbling sound from my stomach, what was it?" she said, slightly panicked.
Sam sighed and said "It means your hungry. Just get some food out of the fridge."
"The what?"
Again Sam sighed, got out of bed and told Quorra to follow him. Quorra followed without question. Sam showed her the fridge, told her it was used to store cold food and keep it cold, and opened it. Sam and Quorra both gagged as he opened the door. The smell that came from inside was so horrible that Quorra had to cover her nose with both her hands to keep herself from gagging again. She assumed the gagging was from the smell, because Sam had also gagged. Sam covered his nose and mouth with his shirt and looked inside. When he closed the door he and Quorra were both gasping for breathe. "Remind me to clean that tomorrow, would you?" Quorra nodded and Sam continued "Well, the only thing in there even remotely edible is a strand of leftover spaghetti, and that won't fill you up. So now I guess you'll have to eat toast."
"What's toast?" Quorra asked.
"Toast is bread, bread is made of tiny creatures, that has been cooked. Toast is usually eaten with butter, butter is made of oil and cream." Sam went into the bread drawer and tried to pick out a piece of bread that wasn't moldy. He found one and, after thinking for a bit, pulled out a moldy piece, too.
"This is bread." He held up the none moldy piece. "And this is bread after it becomes inedible." He then held up the moldy piece. "If you see this green stuff on a piece of bread, don't eat it or make it into toast. Just toss it to Marvin, he can eat it no problem. We, however, cannot." Sam showed Quorra the toaster and how to put the bread inside the toaster.
"Just holler for me when it's done."
"How will I know when it's done?" Quorra asked.
"When it comes out of the toaster." Sam replied.
Sam decided trying to sleep was a bad idea; he didn't want Quorra eating toast plain, and he really didn't want her trying to butter it herself. A few minutes passed and Sam heard a loud BANG! Sam ran into the kitchen and found Quorra on the floor. "What happened?" he asked.
"I was watching the toaster, waiting for the toast to come out, when the toast leapt out at me. It scared me so much that I fell over," Quorra said. Sam had to try really hard not to laugh at this, but he couldn't help smiling. Quorra saw his smile and turned red. Sam saw her blush and decided not to say anything about it. He did, however, stop smiling and offer her his hand. She took it and he helped her up.
"Since it popped, the toast must be done. Come on, I'll show you how to butter it." Sam showed Quorra how to butter the toast. After he buttered it, she took a bit. The expression on her face was priceless. She quickly devoured the rest of the toast. She asked for more, but Sam was out of bread.
"Tomorrow we'll go shopping for food. And we should probably get you new clothes, those ones look old and dirty. I guess there's no point in me trying to sleep if you're going to stay up, and besides, it's only morning. Here, I'll show you how to play some board games," Sam said. Sam and Quorra played all the board games Sam had. Quorra especially like chess, checkers, and Candy Land. They played Sam's board games for hours. Eventually, Sam got hungry. Quorra was still hungry, too, so Sam decided they were going to go to Denny's.
"What's Denny's?" Quorra asked when Sam, told her of his plan.
"Denny's is a restaurant. A restaurant is a place where Users go to eat." Sam said. He and Quorra got on his motorcycle and he drove them to Denny's. Sam and Quorra went inside and got a seat. The waitress gave them their menus and asked them if they wanted any coffee. Sam thought about it for a minute and then decided the last thing Quorra needed was caffeine. He himself wasn't very fond of coffee, so he told the waitress neither of them wanted any.
"Sam, what's coffee?" Quorra asked.
"Coffee is a dark liquid that people drink. Most people like it, but I don't. Coffee has something in it to give you energy, but you have plenty of energy and don't need any coffee."
Sam was looking over his menu when Quorra asked him "What are all these on this large piece of paper?"
"What? Oh, those are different types of food you can order and eat. You just have to pick one."
"These foods all have very weird names. What do you think I should try?"
"Here, try the omelet. Try it with bacon instead of ham." Sam said. Then, sensing the questions coming he said "An omelet is a bunch of eggs cooked together with cheese, a form of cream, sort of, and either ham or bacon. Ham and bacon are both meat coming from the same animal but they're each prepared differently. Bacon tastes better with eggs, so that's why I suggested you get bacon."
Quorra decided she'd try that. The waitress came and took their orders. Sam ordered pancakes. The waitress asked them what they wanted to drink. Sam decided they would be fine with water. The waitress left and they waited. Quorra didn't seem to mind the wait, but Sam sat the whole time thinking 'Could the be any slower?' After what seemed like an hour the waitress brought them their food. Quorra took a bite out of her omelet and spat it out. "What's the matter, don't like it?" Sam asked.
"It burnt my mouth." Sam had forgotten that they served their omelets hot. Maybe that was why it took so long for them to get their food.
"Just drink some water and wait for it to cool down." After a while Sam told her it was okay to eat the omelet. Quorra quickly devoured it. She said she liked it.
After they ate they went back to Sam's place and played more games. Sam taught her how to play BS, Egyptian Ratscrew, Texas Hold 'Em, Five Card Draw, and Go Fish. After a few more hours Quorra began to get sleepy. Sam set up a make shift bed and she quickly fell asleep on it. Sam left the room and went to bed himself, thinking 'Today was one of the best days I've had since my dad disappeared.'
Author's Note: Yeah, my first attempt at a movie Fanfic, where the characters already have distinct personalities.
Yeah, please review! I doubt I will put any effort into this story (I'll probably quit) if no one asks me to keep going. I wrote this to entertain others, and if no one wants to read it I won't write it.