Tea time is not the time for fighting
Collin and Andrew live in a two stories, 4 bedrooms, 2 and 1/2 baths, Victorian styled home. This house used to belong to Alice's Parents when she was little. She always said there was a certain wonderfulness about the estate. But now, all the land and gardens have been claimed by the city to make more houses in the area. It's not what it used to be.
"It's almost 6 o'clock." Andrew implied, "I better get the tea ready."
"Why do we always have tea-time?" Eli pondered, "It's not like we're civilized royalty."
"Don't question tea-time Eli," Collin said seriously, "Andrew always has to have his daily rituals."
"He's right," Andrew answered. "Now do you want black or green tea?"
"Not like I care," Eli whispered to herself.
Andrew poured the hot water into their cups, along with black tea tea-bags. He gave Eli a gaze as her stirred his tea with his spoon. Eli took her sip very slowly, almost as if she was scared of Andrew. This is probably true.
"Hey I'm going upstairs to get my…uh…book?" Collin silently left without any word from Andrew and Eli. They both seemed to be in their own world, including an intensive stare-down.
Collin went up the stairs to his bedroom, not to get a book, but to get away from the other two (which by now you might have guessed was his real reason). Both of the brother's rooms had the same sort of layout, but with different themes. There is a bed in the top-right corner, a window to the back of the room, a desk to the left, and a dresser in the bottom-right corner.
Collin had a red color scheme, and most of his posters were of music bands he liked (his mother wouldn't let him have posters of woman because she said it disgraced females). Andrew on the other hand, had a blue color scheme, with pictures of famous writers and acknowledged musicians.
Upon entering, Collin discovered a strange looking book on his desk. On it were the words, "To death and life do we grant our madness to serve and protect those, who live and die in the course of gratitude and ingratitude under the code of solemn rights to the citizens of Qunderland, and those of other lands. –T.R. Figlewitz". Collin read it over many times for it did not make any sense at all. He then took the book back downstairs to show everyone else.
"Tea time is a time of peace and honor!" Andrew shouted.
"I don't give a damn about your idiotic 'Tea-Time'!" Eli bawled out. "All you are is blazing mad!"
"I'll murder you Elizabeth Mezler if you don't take that back right now!" Andrew yelled. "And I will also tell Collin…"
"Tell me what?" Collin asked unaffected by all the screaming going on.
"Collin!" Eli said shockingly. "I can see you brought your book."
"I can see that you two have been fighting," Collin replied, "over tea."
"It is a very serious matter." Andrew answered proudly. Collin pointed at the clock and Eli and Andrew both felt stupid. It was an half an hour past the end of tea time.
Feeling of falling upwards
The train is actually starting to bug me. Not just because there's annoying, ravenous bugs outside of it, mostly because it just won't come to a stop. I've been holding onto this rail for almost an hour now and there has been no place that seems suitable enough to jump off. Even when I passed the waterfall it still seemed to be dangerous.
I look up and to my surprise there's a bottle on the roof of the train. I take it down and stare at it for a while. Now I'm thinking it has some sort of property like the bottles in Wonderland. I take a small sip and instantly feel a dreadful taste in my mouth.
"Poison," I said. "It would just be another thing trying to kill me."
Suddenly I feel a surge of shock throughout my body. I begin falling down towards the ground as I train passed by overhead. My eyes are still staring up at the sky, and the gravity pulls me down to the earth. Although for some reason I'm feeling as though I'm not falling, but instead going up. Well as I said many, many years ago, "Curiouser and Curiouser."