Once again, I don't own anything in here except me, myself, and Sledgehammer. (glomps)
Sledgehammer laughed at my fear. I wouldn't be laughing! My knees are shakin' here!
"Oh relax. I won't kill you... yet," he chuckled.I felt a wave of relief. Wait... YET! What the crap does "yet" mean! Am I gonna die anyways!
"Uh... What d'you mean by 'yet'?" I asked. Here we go! Stupid question of the day America!
"I mean: I WILL eventually kill you, just not right now." He smiled and laughed. WHAT! I was his only ticket outta here, and he was gonna kill me! Oh wait, I'm NOT his ticket outta here 'cause I can't interpret the crackhead's prophecy!
"But, you need me t'gat outta here! If you decide to kill me, I'll just glomp you 'til I find out how to get rid of you!" I yelled. I'm dead now... he had this look on his face. Y'know? The kind of look that makes the most hideous monsters cower in fear? He growled and was squeezing his hammer. I mean my dad's hammer. Does it really matter?
"FINE! But if you even THINK about glomping me, I'll kill you." I smiled. Oh sure, I couldn't glomp 'im, but he didn't say nothin' about tackling. Mwahahahahaha!
"Okie dokie! Now let's think! You came out of the PS2, right?" I asked. He shook his head.
"I came from London." I smacked my forehead. Duh! This is a game character! He thinks what he does is real!
"Okay, but you got here from meh PS2," I said. He shrugged and walked over to the remains of it.
"I came out of this?" I nodded and hatched a briliant idea.
"I got it! You came out of it, so we'll just put you back in!" I yelled. Sledgehammer sighed.
"In case you didn't notice, it kind of desinigrated," he muttered. Big word of the day that I don't know how to spell: desinigrated!
"I know, but I know some people who have one!" I raced to the phone. If you see "P:" I''m talking. if you see "K:", Katie's talkin'.
P: Hey Katie!
K: Hey Psycho!
P: What's up?Can I borrow your PS2?
K: Why?
P: Would you believe me ifI told youthe one I stole from the black market behind Publix exploded and I now have a seven foot tall serial killer in my house?
K: Ugh! Psycho! This is the twelth time this week! And it's only Tuesday!
P: I know! But I only have one week and six days before my parents come home! How am I supposed to explain this to them!
K: Tell 'em he's your long lost brother?
P: You're not helping!
K: (pouts) Fine! But next time, put in Kingdom Hearts! Sora might come out!
P: Can do! See ya' in a few!
K: Bye! (click)
I hung up and smiled. Sledgehammer glared at me. He's so cute when he's angry!
"Well?" he asked.
"I'm gonna try and get you back home. Hopefully, we'll think of something."
"'We?'"
"Yep! My friend's comin' over! She might be able to help!" His face turned into an expression of horror.
"I-i-is she like you?" I smiled an evil smile.
"Maybe!" There was a knock on the door. I ran as fast as I could to answer it. I opened it.
"Heeeeeerrrrreeeee's Katie!" she yelled.
