Haha more! Insanity…. This is my worst writing ever! Go to lenipez sideshow's stories…they are much better, wait I'm her evil twin! I'm supposed to give her a bad wrapp…….. crap.

---no skills---2 or was it 3 (counts on fingers and gives up )

"You get on it"

"No you get"

"No you!"

We were getting nowhere fast. I sure as hell was not getting on a piece of a precursor crap over a bottomless abyss.

"You go." I said

I suddenly found myself on the piece of precursor crap. Maybe she does hate me. Maybe she wasn't kidding about killing me in my sleep. The thing jerked and started to move. I was staring down into an endless abyss. You ever stared into one of those? No I don't think. Howling abyss are bad scary and make little boys with bed wetting problems want to pee.

I pulled my self up into a cross-legged position and watched Erika disappear. I was scared shitless. And I stayed scared….till well the little piece of precursor crap didn't move very fast so I was very annoyed. It was five freaking minutes of howling abyss! You ever stared into one of those before? I didn't think so. And then it stopped in front a ledge…well about two feet from it. I looked up at the sky. Some one out there really wanted me dead.

So, I did the moist intelligent thing ever. I shut my eyes and jumped. I landed on solid ground and fell, that's right on my ass. I watched the rinky-dink piece of precursor crap float away.

"Piece of crap…" I muttered evilly.

"OOOOOOh" I nearly purred approaching the little rinky-dink piece of precursor crap called a warp gate, "Warp gaty…"

So, I figured why the hell not. I'm impatient my best friend just tried to kill me and it looked like a wooshy stargate. Curiosity will kill. And some one will giggle. I'm not naming names.

So first things first. Where was the on switch? I fumbled around, poked it, and prodded it in all the unsafest of manners. But nothing.

"AAAARG!" Erika jumped onto the ledge; "You lived!" she glared at me and clubbed me in the shoulder.

I glared at her. "You push me onto piece of crap precursor stuff that may or may not work and you expect every thing to be fine?"

"yep"

"Alright then as long as we have an understanding." I grinned and pushed her toward the gate. It suddenly whooshed open. I wish I could've made it whoosh but it whooshed blue and she disappeared.

Two murder attempts in one day. Nothing unusual I swear.

I followed stepping threw none to gracefully.

Now you would think that going through some super fancy dancy technology thingy would be well, fancy dancy. But no, it felt exactly like what the machine did. Take you apart atom by atom and put you back to gather with an uncomfortable tingly feeling.

I stepped out in front of Erika, she glared. I grinned. There was a big door near by and it was already open.

"So are we going to go through the big mechanical doors?"

"suuuure."

We walk in. I adjusted my trench coat. I felt cool at that moment but that feeling never lasted long so I took the moment to enjoy it.

The door shut with a crash. Erika eiped like a small woodland creature and jumped. If she weren't so evil, she would have sounded half way cute. I hate being cute.

So, I smacked her. She punched me. I tackled her. The other door opened and we tumbled out in a flurry of biting eiping and trench coat wooshyness.

We tumbled down this long ramp. And onto grass, I rolled away and grabbed my nose. "OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!" I screamed melodramatically. I like being melodramatic.

Erika got up like nothing had happened. "OoooH! They're strange, they're big I want to poke them!" she rushed over to the giant rutabaga and began to poke it.

I think by now the shock of the whole situation had driven us crazy. Don't think it mattered much any more.

"HEY" some one big and masculine yelled, "stop poking those vegetables!"

Erika eiped as a large pointy-eared man in red armor strolled up.

"Eip" she eiped again and stepped away from the vegetables. "But…but…I want to poke them…" she mumbled miserably.

I got up and looked around at all the pointy-eared people….

Man were there ears big and pointy.

"Hey," Erika said coming over and punching me. Again… In the same place.

"What?"

"Lets go and try to mess this place up as much as possible…"

"Huh" I've always been a bit slow so I took me a moment.

"Like blowing up the oracle and seeing what happens." She said with a grin and an explody little hand gesture.

"That's not smart," I said for it didn't sound like a very good idea. "Were would we get explosives."

She shrugged. "I...want a jet board." She said suddenly. "We HAVE to get one!"

"…. Okay." I said slowly I was always aware that Erika was insane but I think this place has a knack for driving people over the edge. She had the twinkle in her eye that spoke of madness. Finally, we were on the same page.

"And" she said firmly. " I want a cool trench coat like yours."

I laughed.

"So how are we gona do all this?" I asked as we walked along the veggies of monstrous size.

She shrugged.

"We got no skills…" I trailed off. Erika was quiet.

"So we're gona die right off the get go?"

"Probably!" I shouted. I don't like dieing it look like it hurts.

Erika was quiet for a moment…"SHHHH! We'll find skills." She looked around warily. "Some where…" I wondered briefly if you could find them under rocks. I voiced this opinion then dismissed the idea with a discrete slap.

We both burst out laughing. It was just all too ridiculous. I thought that miss piggy and a marching band of resurrected zombies could appear at any moment and demand all of my potatoes. In which case I would have to explain to them that I had no potatoes. Which would have been a lovely mess. That's how ridiculous it was.

Her we were with no skills, in a video game, or something, going to find skills and explosives to blow up the oracle. Why? Erika's teeth were probably itchy and we did pressed the big red button earlier. Bad stuff happens I tell you when you press buttons.

I realized then that I would probably never get that slushy.

"We're walking corpses aren't we?" I said forlornly.

"Yep!" Erika said with glee and started to skip. I had written Erika into a fan fiction before. She had been a crazy gang leader. Suddenly I knew this couldn't end well. I hunched my shoulders and followed her despondently into a metallic part of the city.