Harro! I'm finally getting to chapter 2! Sorry it took so long, but I've been busy. Well, here ya go! Not much else to say on this topic.
Dark opened his eyes. He ran his hand over the floor. It was carpet. He took a second to think about the past events. He fell. That's all he could remember. "Well I'm screwed." He said out loud. He looked over. Daisuke was right next to him. And looked…different. He had a short freak out. He looked around. He was in a bedroom. "Daisuke! Daisuke wake up!" He Yelled, shaking his shoulder quite violently.
Daisuke shot up "Huh? Wha-what is it, Dark?" He blinked and rubbed his eyes (quite childishly) He then screamed. "What? Dark, you look different. Did you do something different with your….face?" Daisuke was utterly confused. He looked around. "Where are we? And why are we separated into different bodies?"
"Because that's normal! AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM YOU ODDLY-COLORED-HAIRED FREAKS?" They heard a girl squeal. They looked over at the corner of the room, where a bed was placed. A brunette girl was huddled in the corner with her blanket wrapped around her. "Tell me what you want with me, Mr. Perverts."
"Pervert?" Daisuke was seriously confused now.
"Oddly colored hair?" Dark looked up. He didn't think purple hair was all that weird. Neither did Daisuke.
"And what's with your eyes? Are you wearing color contacts or something? It's really creepy and I don't like it. TAKE 'EM OUT!"
Dark and Daisuke looked at each other. They were not wearing contacts, neither did they think red and purple eyes were creepy. Where were they? And why did they look so…detailed? They wanted to get to the bottom of this. They were seriously confused at this strange girl's outbursts about purple hair being weird and red eyes being creepy.
"Although, Mr. Purple-Haired-Pervert, you are kind of cute." Okay, not the girl was seriously creeping them out. They were now literally climbing over each other to get to the door. They wanted to get out of there. And fast. But it occurred to them as quickly as it took them to get to the door. They had no idea where they were, let alone how to get back home. Dark considered flying, but Wiz was not with them, so he had no wings. They were seriously doomed.
"Uh, do you happen to know where we are?" Daisuke asked.
"Of course I do. You're in California," said the strange girl, as she crawled over her bed and sat on the corner, her feet barely touching the ground. (it was a very tall bed) Dark and Daisuke groaned. They had no idea where California was on the world map, let alone if there even was such thing as California. (they were not very smart)
So they walked out of the room, into the study, and pulled out a world map. They looked at it. Over and over. They couldn't find a "California" anywhere. "It's right here," the strange girl said, pointing to a small portion of a small country. On the right side. "I can tell you're not from around here. And that you're utterly lost."
"Why are you helping perverts?" asked Dark in a sarcastic voice.
"Because I know who you are." Okay, this girl was seriously freaking the two boys out. Who in the heck was this chick?
"What? You're insane."
"No, I'm not. YOU'RE FROM MY FAVORITE ANIME!" She squealed. The boys stepped back. "It took me a while to figure it out, but then I recognized you. You guys are some serious cosplayers. But how did you get in my house?"
"COSPLAYERS? We're not cosplayers. We're just lost," Dark practically growled.
"Ooh, now the cosplay masters get in character. Seriously, keep going on like that and people will think you're crazy."
"I'm not a cosplayer (whatever that is) I'm just a guy who seriously wants to get back home."
"Then I can help you, Mr. Cosplayer."