Tulio, Miguel, Chel and Altivo are property of Dreamworks. Coralee is
property of... Herself... And I'm property of... Myself.... Hmm...
Bristol, Long Island, 2003
As Coralee waited for Jenna to reply, she turned to check on Miguel and Altivo. Altivo seemed fine, and was licking Miguel's face, which had a little blood on it.
valentinedeer214: WHAT?!?!?!
Coralee jumped when she heard her computer announce Jenna's response. But she felt like she needed to help Miguel more than she needed to talk with her somewhat eccentric friend.
khakiandoracle: Listen, I have to go. Miguel's hurt and he needs me.
valentinedeer214: Well what an I supposed to do, then?!?! I have two cartoons in my room!!!
khakiandoracle: Well, I have a HORSE IN MY ROOM!!!!! GOODBYE!!!!!
Coralee logged off and ran to the bathroom. She just started to wet a towel with hot water when she heard a thump in her room. She peered out of the bathroom door and nearly laughed at what she saw. Miguel was trying to shove big old Altivo through her small, human size door.
"Come on Altivo, get through the door!" Miguel strained. He must have pushed a little too hard because Altivo let out a enormous whinny of alarm and huffily kicked Miguel square in the chest. With a loud "OOF!!", Miguel went flew out of Coralee's sight and she heard a huge crash. Coralee raced back to room and saw Miguel crumpled on the floor, coughing and wheezing and holding his chest in pain.
Coralee slowly walked over to Miguel and barely touched him when he whipped his head up to meet her gaze and then shrink back to the floor, trying to protect himself.
"Miguel, calm down. I won't hurt you!" Coralee said, gently patting him on the back, which, to her surprise, felt just like dried paint on a piece of paper. "C'mon Miguel. I'll help you onto the bed." She heaved him up and sat him on the bed and gently dabbed the hot rag onto his head. Big mistake.
"AAAAH!!!!" Miguel screamed, clasping his head and falling backwards and clubbing his head on the wall. He grunted in pain and clutched the back of his head and growled angrily at her.
"Hmm, I guess it was a little too hot." Coralee said to Altivo. Altivo just snickered before trying to eat one of her Star Trek models. "HEY!!! Don't eat that! I worked hours on it!" She dashed to Altivo and tried to pry the spaceship out of his teeth. After a quick struggle, she gave up. Half of it had already gone done his throat. She then heard a small gasp and turned her head.
Miguel had gotten off the bed and walked over to her door, looking at the big Road to El Dorado poster taped to it. He traced the outline of him and Tulio riding on Altivo, with a bag of hold in his hand and a sword in Tulio's.
"That's me.." he whispered, staring at the poster as if he was in a trance.
"That's right, Miguel." Coralee smiled. She watched as Miguel dashed across her room, looking at all of the El dorado merchandise and memorabilia excitedly and happily.
"There's me again! And Tulio, and Chel, and the Chief, and Altivo. Look, it's the docks and the city and. Ugh! Who is that?!"
"Oh, That's Mr. Spock. You don't know him." Coralee pushed him away from the picture and showed him the rest of her extensive collection. After showing him all of her artwork she had done, he stopped smiling and looked around the room.
"Where are my friends?" he said, beginning to get fidgety again and looking all around the room.
"Well, uh. They are in Texas with Jenna."
"What is Texas. And what is a Jenna?... And where am I?"
Coralee sat down with Miguel and said very calmly. "Miguel. You are in the New World, except now we call it Mexico, South America, North America and Canada. Right now, you are in Bristol, Long Island in the United States, which is in the North American Region. You've have just been sucked through some sort of time portal and you are now in the year 2003, nearly 500 years after your adventure in El Dorado.. Now, is there anything you'd like to say?"
Miguel stared at her, confused. "So.. Tulio, Chel, Altivo, and I are in.. the future?"
"That's right." Coralee said.
Miguel smiled. "Okay. Do you have anything to eat?"
********Boy, Miguel handled that better than Tulio! More chapters up soon.********
Bristol, Long Island, 2003
As Coralee waited for Jenna to reply, she turned to check on Miguel and Altivo. Altivo seemed fine, and was licking Miguel's face, which had a little blood on it.
valentinedeer214: WHAT?!?!?!
Coralee jumped when she heard her computer announce Jenna's response. But she felt like she needed to help Miguel more than she needed to talk with her somewhat eccentric friend.
khakiandoracle: Listen, I have to go. Miguel's hurt and he needs me.
valentinedeer214: Well what an I supposed to do, then?!?! I have two cartoons in my room!!!
khakiandoracle: Well, I have a HORSE IN MY ROOM!!!!! GOODBYE!!!!!
Coralee logged off and ran to the bathroom. She just started to wet a towel with hot water when she heard a thump in her room. She peered out of the bathroom door and nearly laughed at what she saw. Miguel was trying to shove big old Altivo through her small, human size door.
"Come on Altivo, get through the door!" Miguel strained. He must have pushed a little too hard because Altivo let out a enormous whinny of alarm and huffily kicked Miguel square in the chest. With a loud "OOF!!", Miguel went flew out of Coralee's sight and she heard a huge crash. Coralee raced back to room and saw Miguel crumpled on the floor, coughing and wheezing and holding his chest in pain.
Coralee slowly walked over to Miguel and barely touched him when he whipped his head up to meet her gaze and then shrink back to the floor, trying to protect himself.
"Miguel, calm down. I won't hurt you!" Coralee said, gently patting him on the back, which, to her surprise, felt just like dried paint on a piece of paper. "C'mon Miguel. I'll help you onto the bed." She heaved him up and sat him on the bed and gently dabbed the hot rag onto his head. Big mistake.
"AAAAH!!!!" Miguel screamed, clasping his head and falling backwards and clubbing his head on the wall. He grunted in pain and clutched the back of his head and growled angrily at her.
"Hmm, I guess it was a little too hot." Coralee said to Altivo. Altivo just snickered before trying to eat one of her Star Trek models. "HEY!!! Don't eat that! I worked hours on it!" She dashed to Altivo and tried to pry the spaceship out of his teeth. After a quick struggle, she gave up. Half of it had already gone done his throat. She then heard a small gasp and turned her head.
Miguel had gotten off the bed and walked over to her door, looking at the big Road to El Dorado poster taped to it. He traced the outline of him and Tulio riding on Altivo, with a bag of hold in his hand and a sword in Tulio's.
"That's me.." he whispered, staring at the poster as if he was in a trance.
"That's right, Miguel." Coralee smiled. She watched as Miguel dashed across her room, looking at all of the El dorado merchandise and memorabilia excitedly and happily.
"There's me again! And Tulio, and Chel, and the Chief, and Altivo. Look, it's the docks and the city and. Ugh! Who is that?!"
"Oh, That's Mr. Spock. You don't know him." Coralee pushed him away from the picture and showed him the rest of her extensive collection. After showing him all of her artwork she had done, he stopped smiling and looked around the room.
"Where are my friends?" he said, beginning to get fidgety again and looking all around the room.
"Well, uh. They are in Texas with Jenna."
"What is Texas. And what is a Jenna?... And where am I?"
Coralee sat down with Miguel and said very calmly. "Miguel. You are in the New World, except now we call it Mexico, South America, North America and Canada. Right now, you are in Bristol, Long Island in the United States, which is in the North American Region. You've have just been sucked through some sort of time portal and you are now in the year 2003, nearly 500 years after your adventure in El Dorado.. Now, is there anything you'd like to say?"
Miguel stared at her, confused. "So.. Tulio, Chel, Altivo, and I are in.. the future?"
"That's right." Coralee said.
Miguel smiled. "Okay. Do you have anything to eat?"
********Boy, Miguel handled that better than Tulio! More chapters up soon.********