chapter 2: meeting dusty

AN: ok so..been a while since updating this. My dad is having hip replacement surgery tomorrow, so I can't sleep. I pray it goes well. Good news for me it that I don't have to go to school tomorrow. So...enjoy...

Christine's POV

I couldn't believe it...I was actually looking at dusty chrophopper. 'I'm dreaming!' I thought, quickly let go of the corn stalked, one hitting me in the face.

"Ow.." I said quietly," well...hea...I guess I'm not dreaming.."

I stayed silent, and I daringly pulled back the stalked again. Dusty was still there, but now chug was too. He was talking about...something about the...Internet? I made an odd face, and dusty just happened to look over my way.

I gasped, letting go of the stalks, falling backwards on my butt.

"H...hello?" A voice asked, unsure! It was dusty, and I could see his shadow approaching me.

"Who ya talkin to?" Chug asked dusty.

"I...I thought I saw something over here.." He said.

"Oh...what'd it look like?" Chug asked.

"I...'it' had...long strands of straw coming off its head, was wearing black, and...looked...afraid..." Dusty let the sentence hang, as my barely audible snicker was heard.

I couldn't help but try not to laugh at dusty description of my hair.

"See...I herd something!" He said in a near whisper.

"Yeah...I heard it to!" Chug whispered it back.

"D...don't be afraid! I...we...won't hurt you!" Dusty said.

'No dua.' I though, but slowly stood up, and bravely pulled back the stalks again.

"H...Hi..." I said, they both gasped.

"W..What...Are you?" Dusty asked.

"A human" I said simply.

"What's your name?" Chug asked.

"Christine Collin. But I'm also called Chris, or CC." I said, trying not to be shy. 'I had to wish this on a star, didn't I!?' I said mentally.

"Well...I'm..."'dusty started but I cut him off.

"I...know who you are!..your dusty chrophopper." I said to him, then looked at chug, " and your names chug."

They both looked horrified, "How'd you know that?" Dusty asked.

"Errr...long story. Umm...is it just me or...,is it really hot out?" I asked seriously.

"It's about.." Dusty looked down at something, then back at me, " 110" he said calmly.

"110! ARE YOU INSANE! in my world" I panted, " you..*pant*...die of..*pant*...dehydration and heat stroke..*pant*...at 98 degrease! *pant*...excuse me" I said feeling the effect of the heat on me, and i passed out.

AN: sorry this is short, and I'll continue it if I get a few reviews. So...review? :3