Disclaimer: I do not own any of the things mentioned in this chapter but
D'Artagnan. Well maybe Alex, no, I don't own him, he's my cute and pesky
dog.
Chapter 7
Only a few minutes later did I hear the door close. I heard that two more times. I knew I was now free to roam the house.
I left the room. I could read the first chapter of that book Joan pulled out later. I'd rather check out my new surroundings. All I have seen so far was the hall, stairs, and front door. I haven't even seen how many of the things in this place work.
Ah, my first discovery. There was a giant gray box and two rectangular prisms with screens on her dresser. There was a little red light on the gray box. Beside it was a button. Above it was the word POWER. "Puh...ow... pow... er... power, power!" This must button must turn the box on.
I pressed the button; I only heard a whirling sound. I looked over the box again. Another button had a triangle symbol. I hit it. There was another whirling sound. That was it.
A cord hung from the box. I pulled it out. Immediately the sound shook me. I quickly put the back cord in. There was also a big knob. VOLUME. I sounded the word out. Ah. So this is what controls the sound level. I turned it to my left. 8. I stopped there. Numbers?! Not good. Well it was about 20.
I pulled out the cord. Now that was the right level of volume. I think 8 is smaller then 20.
I left the box the way it was and went downstairs. Alex was waiting. He barked and licked my hand. I knelt down and pat his head. Then got up and walked around. The walls were the same color as upstairs, a dirty white.
Walking into one of the rooms, there was a big back box that had a black reflective square was in the middle of it. I found a black rectangle near it. There were many buttons, but only one red one. I pressed it. I heard something, but a picture didn't come for seconds.
"Jerry, Jerry," they box chanted. Two human males started to throw punches at each other.
I looked at the rectangle. There was a VOL above a button; I figured that was short for volume. The other was CH. I pressed the button with the +. I sat down in front of a couch.
"Now we add a pinch of salt," said a woman with blond hair. She smiled and moved the tray full of food. "Now we will take a quick break. When we come back we the results of these yummy Oatmeal Cookies."
A male voice then came on, "For recipes shown today on Martha Stewart Home Living. Please call..." I changed the channel. I wanted to see food, not hear how to get recipes to make them. Anyways, the woman gave me a bad feeling.
"So Big Bird, what are we going to do today?" A little red, something or other said to a big yellow bird.
"Well I don't know Elmo." The yellow bird looked around. "I know, let's go to the Fix it Shop and see what they are doing."
"Sounds like fun Big Bird," the little red thing replied. They trotted off and something else appeared. A big, orange O was on a white background. They put the letter in words and sounded them out.
It was a lot like Joan did that morning. Only this was more exciting. Here there was a plot like in many of the plays we have on Diecotra.
Alex sat down next to me. He licked me in the face and I put an arm around him.
"What are you doing now," the big yellow bird, that I reckoned had the name Big Bird said.
"Well Big Bird," a woman answered. "I am fixing a toaster. But I'm not sure why it's not working. I put the bread in like this and..." she pulled down a lever. Nothing. "Well that is what happens."
I looked around the room and spotted something similar to the toaster on the TV in the kitchen. Looking closely at it I pulled down a lever. There wasn't any bread in it, but I could see something glow orange.
I quickly looked for bread. Only to find it in a cupboard that was nice and cold inside. A noise from the toaster made me yelp. The lever was all the way up. I pulled out a piece of bread and stuck it into a slot. I then pushed the lever down.
A noise from upstairs caught my attention. It sounded like some one was singing a sad song. "So in the end I will be - what I will be..." It was such a beautiful but forlorn song. I wandered upstairs to find the music coming from Joan's room. Oops, I left the gray box on. "And you will weep as you fa..." I hit the power button.
I heard a popping sound from downstairs. My bread must be ready. I rushed down to get my bread. Alex still sat waiting for me by the couch.
I pulled a piece of bread out of the toaster and took a bite. It tasted the same, but harder. Still good, I have to admit.
I sat back down next to Alex. He sniffed at my food. I gave him a small piece. He chewed it contently. I smiled and turned back to the TV.
We sat like that for a while. Watching this play. Actually it was repeated many times, but the story and side notes seemed different. I think the name of the play was called Sesame Street.
Then I heard the sound of a door being opened. Oh no! I have been discovered. I bet its Joan's dad. I rushed to clean up my mess around the toaster. Opening the door to a cold cupboard and stuffing toast inside.
I heard voices, some one stepped inside. I'm dead.
Chapter 7
Only a few minutes later did I hear the door close. I heard that two more times. I knew I was now free to roam the house.
I left the room. I could read the first chapter of that book Joan pulled out later. I'd rather check out my new surroundings. All I have seen so far was the hall, stairs, and front door. I haven't even seen how many of the things in this place work.
Ah, my first discovery. There was a giant gray box and two rectangular prisms with screens on her dresser. There was a little red light on the gray box. Beside it was a button. Above it was the word POWER. "Puh...ow... pow... er... power, power!" This must button must turn the box on.
I pressed the button; I only heard a whirling sound. I looked over the box again. Another button had a triangle symbol. I hit it. There was another whirling sound. That was it.
A cord hung from the box. I pulled it out. Immediately the sound shook me. I quickly put the back cord in. There was also a big knob. VOLUME. I sounded the word out. Ah. So this is what controls the sound level. I turned it to my left. 8. I stopped there. Numbers?! Not good. Well it was about 20.
I pulled out the cord. Now that was the right level of volume. I think 8 is smaller then 20.
I left the box the way it was and went downstairs. Alex was waiting. He barked and licked my hand. I knelt down and pat his head. Then got up and walked around. The walls were the same color as upstairs, a dirty white.
Walking into one of the rooms, there was a big back box that had a black reflective square was in the middle of it. I found a black rectangle near it. There were many buttons, but only one red one. I pressed it. I heard something, but a picture didn't come for seconds.
"Jerry, Jerry," they box chanted. Two human males started to throw punches at each other.
I looked at the rectangle. There was a VOL above a button; I figured that was short for volume. The other was CH. I pressed the button with the +. I sat down in front of a couch.
"Now we add a pinch of salt," said a woman with blond hair. She smiled and moved the tray full of food. "Now we will take a quick break. When we come back we the results of these yummy Oatmeal Cookies."
A male voice then came on, "For recipes shown today on Martha Stewart Home Living. Please call..." I changed the channel. I wanted to see food, not hear how to get recipes to make them. Anyways, the woman gave me a bad feeling.
"So Big Bird, what are we going to do today?" A little red, something or other said to a big yellow bird.
"Well I don't know Elmo." The yellow bird looked around. "I know, let's go to the Fix it Shop and see what they are doing."
"Sounds like fun Big Bird," the little red thing replied. They trotted off and something else appeared. A big, orange O was on a white background. They put the letter in words and sounded them out.
It was a lot like Joan did that morning. Only this was more exciting. Here there was a plot like in many of the plays we have on Diecotra.
Alex sat down next to me. He licked me in the face and I put an arm around him.
"What are you doing now," the big yellow bird, that I reckoned had the name Big Bird said.
"Well Big Bird," a woman answered. "I am fixing a toaster. But I'm not sure why it's not working. I put the bread in like this and..." she pulled down a lever. Nothing. "Well that is what happens."
I looked around the room and spotted something similar to the toaster on the TV in the kitchen. Looking closely at it I pulled down a lever. There wasn't any bread in it, but I could see something glow orange.
I quickly looked for bread. Only to find it in a cupboard that was nice and cold inside. A noise from the toaster made me yelp. The lever was all the way up. I pulled out a piece of bread and stuck it into a slot. I then pushed the lever down.
A noise from upstairs caught my attention. It sounded like some one was singing a sad song. "So in the end I will be - what I will be..." It was such a beautiful but forlorn song. I wandered upstairs to find the music coming from Joan's room. Oops, I left the gray box on. "And you will weep as you fa..." I hit the power button.
I heard a popping sound from downstairs. My bread must be ready. I rushed down to get my bread. Alex still sat waiting for me by the couch.
I pulled a piece of bread out of the toaster and took a bite. It tasted the same, but harder. Still good, I have to admit.
I sat back down next to Alex. He sniffed at my food. I gave him a small piece. He chewed it contently. I smiled and turned back to the TV.
We sat like that for a while. Watching this play. Actually it was repeated many times, but the story and side notes seemed different. I think the name of the play was called Sesame Street.
Then I heard the sound of a door being opened. Oh no! I have been discovered. I bet its Joan's dad. I rushed to clean up my mess around the toaster. Opening the door to a cold cupboard and stuffing toast inside.
I heard voices, some one stepped inside. I'm dead.