Okay, this is definately a lead up to the Christmas special. Guess what you readers are getting for your present?
Kurt: You really make it hard to tell don't you?
Karla: Sh! I like it. Besides, if they know, then they can be concerned with when it's going to happen.
Kurt: Christmas. I don't see why your doing it anyway. You don't celebrate Christmas. You call it Yule.
Karla: I celebrate commercialism with everyone else thank you. Besides, I'm not alone.
Brian: *mutters incoherently and loudly*
I landed somewhere cold. I don't mean chilly like the ice box on a hot day, I mean freeze your blood cold. The only thing I was wearing was the suit I had been given in the other universe by Kurt. It would apparently function as a survival suit, trouble is I didn't know how.
After pressing a few buttons, I managed to find the one that heated the thing. By this point my hands had numbed and my face felt like it was going to fall off. I continued and gloves and a hood shot out. My hands were shocked and burned for a few minutes, then returned to normal.
I looked around to see where I was. I didn't recognize it, but it didn't look like home. There was a sort of marked path in front of me that looked like it was old, but it still looked like a lot of people had used it at some point. Naturally I followed it since my brain was still fogged by the cold although it was starting to warm up.
After walking for what seemed like hours, I thought I smelt food. I looked up and sure enough there was what I guessed was a research station ahead of me. I stumbled towards it and fell against the door, exhausted.
The door opened and I heard a man's voice speaking in a language I was too tired to translate. He carried me inside and lay me down on a bed of some sort. I lost consciousness for a while after that. I think. I don't remeber it.
When I did regain my senses, I found my suit had become what it was when I got there. I heard the man talking to another. I only caught a couple of words, but I did hear 'miracle' and 'Christ'.
"Hello?" I asked. They turned to see me awake. Now that I got a better look at them I saw that the one who had brought me in was tall and blond with piercing black eyes. The other was shorter than me and had bright reddish brown eyes with red hair.
"Vous etes reveille?" the blond exclaimed.
"Um... Je parle... un petit par de francais." I said. I was trying to say that I only spoke a little French, but I never payed attention when I was learning it so I had no idea what I had said.
"C'est le vive." he srugged. "Nourriture?"
"Oui." I replied thinking -Oh please let that be food.-
He handed me a bowl of stew and I ate not really caring what was in it. His partner went about his work and occasionally looked over his shoulder to see if I was still there.
Finally his partner asked him something in another language I didn't recognize. I looked up confused.
"He want's to know if you are... how do you say, an alien?" he had a strong accent, but it wasn't too bad.
"Not exactly. I'm from another world... I think. Where am I?" I asked.
"Earth." he replied.
"What number?" It was worth a shot okay?
"I... don't understand." he replied slowly.
"Never mind. Dumb question." I said. I spent the night there and in the morning I asked if I could be on my way. They looked bemused, but let me go with a couple of the supply bags. They said they'd manage on rations for a while and I needed them more.
So Brittany's somewhere new. Guess where! I'm not telling!
Kurt: You really make it hard to tell don't you?
Karla: Sh! I like it. Besides, if they know, then they can be concerned with when it's going to happen.
Kurt: Christmas. I don't see why your doing it anyway. You don't celebrate Christmas. You call it Yule.
Karla: I celebrate commercialism with everyone else thank you. Besides, I'm not alone.
Brian: *mutters incoherently and loudly*
I landed somewhere cold. I don't mean chilly like the ice box on a hot day, I mean freeze your blood cold. The only thing I was wearing was the suit I had been given in the other universe by Kurt. It would apparently function as a survival suit, trouble is I didn't know how.
After pressing a few buttons, I managed to find the one that heated the thing. By this point my hands had numbed and my face felt like it was going to fall off. I continued and gloves and a hood shot out. My hands were shocked and burned for a few minutes, then returned to normal.
I looked around to see where I was. I didn't recognize it, but it didn't look like home. There was a sort of marked path in front of me that looked like it was old, but it still looked like a lot of people had used it at some point. Naturally I followed it since my brain was still fogged by the cold although it was starting to warm up.
After walking for what seemed like hours, I thought I smelt food. I looked up and sure enough there was what I guessed was a research station ahead of me. I stumbled towards it and fell against the door, exhausted.
The door opened and I heard a man's voice speaking in a language I was too tired to translate. He carried me inside and lay me down on a bed of some sort. I lost consciousness for a while after that. I think. I don't remeber it.
When I did regain my senses, I found my suit had become what it was when I got there. I heard the man talking to another. I only caught a couple of words, but I did hear 'miracle' and 'Christ'.
"Hello?" I asked. They turned to see me awake. Now that I got a better look at them I saw that the one who had brought me in was tall and blond with piercing black eyes. The other was shorter than me and had bright reddish brown eyes with red hair.
"Vous etes reveille?" the blond exclaimed.
"Um... Je parle... un petit par de francais." I said. I was trying to say that I only spoke a little French, but I never payed attention when I was learning it so I had no idea what I had said.
"C'est le vive." he srugged. "Nourriture?"
"Oui." I replied thinking -Oh please let that be food.-
He handed me a bowl of stew and I ate not really caring what was in it. His partner went about his work and occasionally looked over his shoulder to see if I was still there.
Finally his partner asked him something in another language I didn't recognize. I looked up confused.
"He want's to know if you are... how do you say, an alien?" he had a strong accent, but it wasn't too bad.
"Not exactly. I'm from another world... I think. Where am I?" I asked.
"Earth." he replied.
"What number?" It was worth a shot okay?
"I... don't understand." he replied slowly.
"Never mind. Dumb question." I said. I spent the night there and in the morning I asked if I could be on my way. They looked bemused, but let me go with a couple of the supply bags. They said they'd manage on rations for a while and I needed them more.
So Brittany's somewhere new. Guess where! I'm not telling!