Chapter 2: Something's Amiss
"Mom, what's for dinner?", I yelled across from the front door to the kitchen. I entered and plopped down on our black leather couch. Mom came out from the kitchen.
"Xaiver, how many times have I told you not to yell in the house?", she responded with a look of annoyance.
"About 1,740 times." I replied. "By the way, I wasn't actually in the house when I yelled. Therefore, I didn't break any rules."
"Oh, you know what I mean" Mom said. "and we're going to be having cheese and chicken, mashed potatoes, and blueberry pie tonight."
"Cool." I inquired. "Sounds good."
"Yes, well," Mom stated. "I've got to get back to my cooking."
After she had left, I tossed my backpack against the wall, got the remote, sat down on the couch, and turned on the television.
"Tonight on the news..." went the TV.
'Nope' I said to myself. *Click* went the remote as I changed the channel.
"I love you, you love me...." 'Barney?! No way!' *Click*
"As we watch the majestic lion feast on its kill....." 'Nada.' *Click*
"On January 1, 1863, the Emancipation Proclamation was issued by President Lincoln...."
'Borrrring.' *Click*
"And now, back to Super Guy and the Incompetent Villain!" 'Bingo.'
After vegging out with Super Guy for a while, I heard a sound from the window. Looking across from the room, I saw my tabby jump on to the windowsill. From there, it acrobatically jumped from the sill to the chair, on top of the TV, and onto the couch.
"Hey there, Tiger-" I started. "AHHHH!" Tiger proudly displayed a bloody, dead mouse.
I jumped out of my seat and ran into a nearby lamp stand, which, of
course, had a lamp. It flew into the kitchen from my impact.
"CRASH!"
"AHHHHH! MY DINNER!"
A pause. "AHHHHH! MY LAMP! XAIVER HORMAGEN BINNING!!!!"
'Ooops.....' I thought to myself. Mom came out, covered in goopy cheddar cheese with bits of chicken here and there. "GO UPSTAIRS TO YOUR ROOM!!!!" she screamed.
After my punishment, I went out and had dinner. Dad and Angela, my sister, were home, and they were as happy at me as Mom was. Basically, they weren't happy. We had leftovers, since I ruined dinner.
That night at 9:00, I was told to do my homework. After brushing my teeth I went into my room to attack my assignments.
After laying on my plaid bedspread for an hour or so, I had trouble studying. 'Time for bed...' I thought. I threw my books on the floor and turned off my purple bedside lamp. I closed my eyes.
'!?'
I woke up on a road in the middle of a ruined city. It was daytime, but not one human being was in sight. I shivered. I was quite chilly, but was right next to a fire. 'This has got to be a dream.' I thought. I wandered around for a while, confused at best. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise. I turned and.....
'Huh?' I blinked. I was sitting up, in my room, in bed. "Heh, must've been just a dream...thought so...." I reassured myself. 'But it seemed so real....' I kept thinking. I was too sleepy to think about it.....
"Mom, what's for dinner?", I yelled across from the front door to the kitchen. I entered and plopped down on our black leather couch. Mom came out from the kitchen.
"Xaiver, how many times have I told you not to yell in the house?", she responded with a look of annoyance.
"About 1,740 times." I replied. "By the way, I wasn't actually in the house when I yelled. Therefore, I didn't break any rules."
"Oh, you know what I mean" Mom said. "and we're going to be having cheese and chicken, mashed potatoes, and blueberry pie tonight."
"Cool." I inquired. "Sounds good."
"Yes, well," Mom stated. "I've got to get back to my cooking."
After she had left, I tossed my backpack against the wall, got the remote, sat down on the couch, and turned on the television.
"Tonight on the news..." went the TV.
'Nope' I said to myself. *Click* went the remote as I changed the channel.
"I love you, you love me...." 'Barney?! No way!' *Click*
"As we watch the majestic lion feast on its kill....." 'Nada.' *Click*
"On January 1, 1863, the Emancipation Proclamation was issued by President Lincoln...."
'Borrrring.' *Click*
"And now, back to Super Guy and the Incompetent Villain!" 'Bingo.'
After vegging out with Super Guy for a while, I heard a sound from the window. Looking across from the room, I saw my tabby jump on to the windowsill. From there, it acrobatically jumped from the sill to the chair, on top of the TV, and onto the couch.
"Hey there, Tiger-" I started. "AHHHH!" Tiger proudly displayed a bloody, dead mouse.
I jumped out of my seat and ran into a nearby lamp stand, which, of
course, had a lamp. It flew into the kitchen from my impact.
"CRASH!"
"AHHHHH! MY DINNER!"
A pause. "AHHHHH! MY LAMP! XAIVER HORMAGEN BINNING!!!!"
'Ooops.....' I thought to myself. Mom came out, covered in goopy cheddar cheese with bits of chicken here and there. "GO UPSTAIRS TO YOUR ROOM!!!!" she screamed.
After my punishment, I went out and had dinner. Dad and Angela, my sister, were home, and they were as happy at me as Mom was. Basically, they weren't happy. We had leftovers, since I ruined dinner.
That night at 9:00, I was told to do my homework. After brushing my teeth I went into my room to attack my assignments.
After laying on my plaid bedspread for an hour or so, I had trouble studying. 'Time for bed...' I thought. I threw my books on the floor and turned off my purple bedside lamp. I closed my eyes.
'!?'
I woke up on a road in the middle of a ruined city. It was daytime, but not one human being was in sight. I shivered. I was quite chilly, but was right next to a fire. 'This has got to be a dream.' I thought. I wandered around for a while, confused at best. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise. I turned and.....
'Huh?' I blinked. I was sitting up, in my room, in bed. "Heh, must've been just a dream...thought so...." I reassured myself. 'But it seemed so real....' I kept thinking. I was too sleepy to think about it.....