.~*~.
Emelie blinked. The sunlight was too bright. She
automatically raised a hand over her eyes to block the glare. Squinting,
all she saw was green. "What the...." She trailed off as her eyes adjusted
to the light and she lifted her head up. She was face down in the grass.
Grass?! She sat up, and realized that she was still wearing her
bathrobe.
A couple of things came back to her. She had been
in the bathroom, drying her hair...Emelie reached up; her hair was still
damp.
"Michael?! Steph?!" She shouted. Then she looked
at the ground. Grass?! She thought again, but this time more frantically.
Where's the snow?! In a burst of panic, she cried, "Mikey? Steph?
This isn't funny! Come out, I'm sorry I yelled at you!" Then she looked
at the ground again. "If there's no snow, then I can't be anywhere in New
England. Its the middle of January and we just had that huge snowstorm."
She muttered to herself. She looked around, more dazed than scared. She
hadn't fully recovered from being knocked out. A random thought popped
into her head, and she whispered in all seriousness, "I don't think we're
in Connecticut anymore, Toto."
There was a rustle of leaves and a gasp from behind
her. Emelie's head whirled around, sending her wavy red hair flying. She
gasped and jumped slightly backwards, which was very hard to do as she
was sprawled out on the ground.
There was a face peering out of the bushes. He looked
about 25 or so, with curly blondish hair, and he looked more afraid of
this person lying in his yard than a mouse does who is about to be trampled
by an elephant.
This man seemed to gather up his courage, and he
stepped out of the bush and towards the patch of grass where Emelie lay.
When he came out into full view, Emelie gasped again. The man was only
about four feet tall! Oh great, she thought. I'm in the land
of the midgets. She looked the man up and down and added, Midgets
who have no fashion sense. But there was something about this little
guy that seemed strangely familiar.
.~*~.
Sorry it was so short. I'll be writing another one shortly, probably later on today.