Tidus arrived at Thrae an hour earlier than he had left. His journey had probably been one of the weirdest journeys he had ever taken. The Bussle had been a large glass globe like a bubble with hammocks strung around the inside. Once everyone had got themselves strapped into a hammock a count-up had begun "1, 2, 4, 5 and blast on" the collection of creatures on the bussle had chorused. With that the sphere was blasted through a tube of fire at a speed of mach 33. Tidus, was amazed as a handsomely attractive man, or so he thought, appeared in front of. Then another, and another, and another. "Man, that's freaky, they all look the same!" thought Tidus abnormally small brain. It took him 14 minutes until he realised he was really flirting with himself, and had just asked for his own phone number. And then he was floating "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh pretty stars!" He said, his eyes glazing over as he watched the silver lights shoot across the blackness of space. And that was how he stayed for the next hour or 30, until the bussle finally arrived at its destination. The Planet Thrae.
If Tidus had thought the journey weird then words could not explain what Thrae was like. The view that welcomed him was so weird that his brain didn't even bother to try and process it. Millions of people walked around on there hands, the women wearing boxers over there trousers, and even more disturbing the men wearing bras over there shirts. "Wow, Wakka would love this place! Men in bras!" Tidus said suddenly wishing the others could be with him. Out of the blue another though budged its way to the front of the (very short) queue (Tidus doesn't think that much you see). "I'm hungry!" And with that he set off in search of food, obviously not seeing the café he was stood right next to! An hour later and he had still not noticed the café but then again neither had he noticed the very shocked people waving their legs in the air and shouting "unholy" as he passed them. On his 1425743830578656753236746756645452232486879807665433232374565676586th trip round the station Tidus finally saw the cafeteria. "Ooooohhhhhhhh! Fooooooooooooooood!" He yelled in excitement and sort of sprinted sort of jogged over to a table with two other people on it, they both departed swiftly as he sat down "Oh I'm offended; surely I don't smell that bad!" Tidus muttered dejectedly as he looked around. He froze solid as an iguana the Antarctic as he saw the way the people on the table next to him were eating. Instead of eating the food they were spitting back out, Tidus watched the man proceeded to recreate a perfect chocolate éclair by taking the pieces out of his mouth and placing them on the plate. He was distracted as a waitress came round and placed a dirty cup and two plates on his table and then continued to sprinkle dirt and a decaying piece of lettuce around them. "What are you doing?" Tidus asked confused.
"Like look it does what Cleaning!" Tidus suddenly turned very pale and ran ff to the toilets to be sick…
And that is where I am going to leave it I don't think there is a rating high enough for me to describe what happens when you are sick in reverse but I am sure your minds can imagine it for you! Sorry it has taken so long to update and isn't as good as the first one. I need Jess to help me, I'm just not mad enough by myself. Please review anyway!