It was eight at night and I was standing in my bedroom, looking at the only bare wall of the four-cornered room. I put my hand up to it, pressed forward, and thought of the hellish dimension Pyramid lived in. I put more and more of my weight against the wall, but nothing happened. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath before I pushed myself forward again.
This time, I felt a warm, gooey liquid flow over my arm and travel up to my shoulder. I held my breath as I took my first step into the wall, and after a few seconds, I found myself- still holding my breath -in a black fluid. I kept myself calm and remembered to think of Pyramid's world. I shot both of my arms forward and grasped onto whatever my hands got a hold of.
Whatever I had grabbed onto, it had jerked backwards, which helped to pull me out. I took in a gulp of fresh air the moment I could, pulled one leg out, and planted the sole of my foot against the wall. I pushed forward with it and I flung out of the wall. I let go of whatever I was hanging onto and fell onto the ground.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a ground made of metal and a dirty, light-brownish colored skirt. I collected myself and sat up on my knees, rubbing my eyes. Then it dawned on me that I had grabbed onto Pyramid's helmet by accident and I was pulled out.
I looked up at him and his sheer height made me rather frightened for a mere moment, but the feeling left me within a second. I stood up and smiled, remembering that he wouldn't hurt me. I said to him, "Sorry…I didn't scare you, did I?"
He shook his helmet from left to right.
"I…um…I didn't mean to grab onto you…" I said and sheepishly clasped my hands together. It was like a comfort-gesture that I did to make myself feel less awkward. "Anyway, I just wanted to be with you. Maybe we could walk around or…something."
He shook his helmet again and I was confused until he said to me, "I have something else to show you. Come with me." Without his large weapon to slow him down, he easily walked by me and I followed him.
He seemed different without his gigantic sword. There was no sound of scraping metal and his body wasn't straining itself to carry the thing around. Maybe he finally got tired of it all the time?
As we walked, I tried to keep a lookout for Spike. He wasn't anywhere to be seen, but in the shadows of all of the weird machinery and pipes, I could see movement from faint figures. I couldn't distinguish what they were.
Pyramid brought me to a wooden door- which was a bit of a strange change from all of the metal -and opened it up. He gestured for me to go inside and I did so, but I was only more confused.
The walls of the room were made with woodened paneling that had streaks of red light coming out from the cracks, almost as if there was magma behind it. The wooden floor had a purple, circular carpet in the center and there was a bed in the corner of the room with purple blankets. The posts of the bed stretched up high enough and held drapes that could be opened or closed. On the opposite end of the room, there was a bookcase filled books, a few boxes, and- out of all things -a couple dolls. There was also a wardrobe with a lamp on top of it and a couple accents.
I looked at Pyramid and he walked to the other end of the room where the wardrobe was. He opened it up and took out a stuffed animal of a dog. It was roughly about the size of my chest and looked really fuzzy.
He walked over to me and kneeled down to my height, proffering the stuffed animal. I took hold of it and just looked at the beady eyes it had. What was I suppose to do with it? In my confusion, I smiled and asked, "Is this for me?"
He nodded his head.
My smile broadened and I hugged the stuffed animal. It was soft and the artificial fur felt nice against my face. The next thing I did was wrap my arms around Pyramid and gave him a tight hug. He had just given me a gift! I've never, in my entire life, ever been given a gift. My father never gave me one, my mother was obviously never around to give me anything, teachers never said happy birthday, and the other students obviously gave me nothing that brought joy. I've never had a birthday, or a Christmas, or an Easter, or any other holidays that people give gifts to each other on. And now here I was, hugging my first, best, and only friend I've ever had (who wasn't a dog), who gave me a gift.
It was more special than anything that anyone could have ever imagined.
Then I looked around this room and I realized that this was probably for me, too. I couldn't be sure, so I asked, "Is this…whole room for me?"
Pyramid nodded his head again.
I let go of him and I felt overjoyed. I didn't know what to think; he had just given me an entire room. A full bedroom, complete with a bed, a wardrobe, and things that just make a bedroom…well, a bedroom.
I just couldn't explain my joy. Ten years of my life had gone by and I've never felt this happy before…or excited. I ran over to the bed and jumped on it. I checked out the fluffy pillow and fiddled with the drapes, opening and closing them to see if I could see through them. They were translucent enough for me to make out Pyramid's figure, but that was about it.
Pyramid walked over to me and sat down on the bed. I wrapped my arms around him again, thanking him over and over again. For the first time in my life, tears of joy and not sadness came to my eyes and spilled down my cheeks like overflowing wells. I wiped them away hastily and let go of Pyramid. I hugged my stuffed animal- I decided to name him Lucky -and I fell backwards on the bed. I stared at the ceiling made of metal and then closed my eyes, savoring this sweet and alien feeling known as joy.
It was so foreign to me, but I loved it. I had known Pyramid for only three or four days and he gave me a room, a stuffed animal, a world…but more importantly, companionship.
I think I'll be sticking around Pyramid for a while longer.
