Tale two; Harry The Headphone Dude
Afew days(nights) after some more pleasant visitors, I had complete confidence again. I had took a day off waiting at the gate to have some fun with Reala.
So I was waiting at the gate with Owl again, playing my invisible flute, bored but happy, when the gate opened.
A dark skinned boy had entered through the gate. He had curly brown hair, blue eyes,a black sweatshirt and jeans, (what is it with humans and jeans?) and these round things on his ears. He was bouncing his head to a beat as Owl flapped over to him.
"Hoo hoo! Welcome, Visitor!" Owl said warmly,smiling. (as much as birds can)
The boy didn't didn't seem to hear.
"Errm... Hello?"
No answer.
"Hello?" Owl repeated.
Still no answer.
Finally, I'd had enough. I lifted one of the black things off his ear.
"HELLO." I said rather loudly.
"Hmm? Oh. My name is Harry." He told me.
"Well, Visitor, Welcome to the Night Dimension." Owl said alittle haughtily.
"My name is NiGHTS!" I said.
"What?" Harry asked. "What did you say?"
"Err... MY NAME IS NIGHTS." I repeated in a loud voice.
"Oh, cool name." he said in his unchanged "cool" voice.
"Want to fly?" I asked, holding out my hand.
Harry simply looked at my hand, still bouncing to a beat.
"Errm...DO YOU WANT TO FLY?" I said again, this time louder.
"Oh." Harry said, "How do I do that?"
"Just take my hand." I told him. I was getting alittle frustrated, I admit.
When he did absolutely nothing, (cause he didn't hear me) I grabbed his hand, and we dualized.
As soon as he was inside me, this awful screeching sound filled my head.
"OWW!" I yelled, "MAKE IT STOP!"
"Make what stop?" Owl asked alittle worriedly, edging away from me.
"It's rock n' roll, dude." Harry said to me.
"WELL I DON"T LIKE IT! TURN IT DOWN!" I exclaimed.
"Dude, it's heavy metal music." he said.
"SOUNDS MORE LIKE HEAVY METAL SCREAM-O!"
"Dude, that is uncool."
So we flew round the dream gate for abit, bumping into things from the disorienting "music" from what Harry called, "headphones".
We landed, and undualized, my head pounding from crashing into things and loud scream-o music.
"Is he leaving?" I asked Owl hopefully. "Tell me he's leaving."
While I wasn't looking, Harry had tromped through a dream door.
"Oh dear, we'd better go with him..." Sighed Owl, flapping through the door.
I hesitated, then followed reluctantly.
Through the door, I saw Harry, his eyes closed, walking towards a cliff.
"Harry! Cliff!" I yelled, pointing at the abyss.
He didn't hear. He walked right off anyway.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
I dived into the gourge, catching him right before he hit some sharp rocks.
"You've got to be more careful, my dear boy!" Owl lectured."Be aware of your-..." Owl didn't finish. Harry wasn't listening.
He was now walking straight for a tar pit. He tripped before hitting it, but his earphones flew off, sinking into the brown, bubbling tar.
Harry completely spazzed out."NOOO! MEH EARPHONES!" he screamed at the top of his voice, running in circles.
"Harry, it's not the-" I began, but Harry rammed into me, which sent me flying into a rock, sliding to the ground.
A sharp pain was coursing through my leg.
"Crap! Owl! I think he broke my leg!" I called,wincing.
"Ok, that's enough!" Owl snapped."You need to calm down!"
"MY EARPHONES! MY EARPHONES! MY EARPHONES!" Harry continued.
If there are more Visitors like that, I will flat out die.
