"MAMA! CHICA! I'M HOME!"
"Thank god, Hijo, I need you!" said Mama as she walked in from the kitchen. "The oven isn't working and I have no idea what to do." She was a small woman, only about 5'4", But as Colin liked to say, When she was mad she had the heart of the devil himself. She worked at her small Corner Store, selling food and lottery tickets to anyone who came in. She was only in her late 20s, but her hair had already started to grey due to the hard work she had every day to provide for her children.
"Mama, who's there? Oh, it's you, Hijo," Said Chica. Her real name was Louisa, but no one called her that except her teachers. She was 9, and she always had been Colins closest friend. They always had that special brother sister bond, and they would stand up for each other no matter what. "Whats ya got there?" She asked as she looked at the TV.
"Oh, this? Just an old TV. I'm going to see if I can fix it up. Mama, we might actually be able to watch the news now!"
"Doubtful," Mama laughed, "but possible. Why don't you kids go up and get ready for dinner?"
Colin lugged the TV upstairs, into his room. It payed to be the boy of the family, for then he had his own room to himself, unlike Chica, who had to share with Mama. He had a small bed that he didn't fit in anymore, with a small table in the corner and a poster of Ladanian Tomlinson on the wall. "Not much, but its all that Mama can afford," Colin thought outloud. "God knows she tries though."
He put the TV on the table, plugged it into the small outlet in the wall, and turned it on. Instantly there was static. He tried to turn the dials and buttons, but to no avail. "Damn it! I gotta think before I go out and get this sort of junk! What a con!"
All of a sudden, the screen changed. The white noise was replaced with an image, a white house with a blue roof. There was obviously signs that more than enough people lived there than it was meant for.
Colin was awestruck. He had hardly ever seen a cartoon before, the one time being when his elementary class had watched "Hey Arnold!" In class. All of a sudden, however, the screen froze in place. Colin tried to get it to go again, turning dials, pressing the power button, and even unplugging the system. But nothing worked.
"God damn it!" He swore under his breath as he grabbed the old TV, ready to take it outside to the garbage. But when he did that, his finger slid off the side onto the glass. Except that it didn't stay on the screen, it went through it.
Colin was amazed. Slowly, he put the TV down on the floor. "What the hell..." he said as he put his hand on it...
WHOOSH!
The TV began to suck him into it!
"HOLY SHIT!" he screamed as he tried to pull his hand out of the screen. But the power of the TVs suction was too much, and soon he found both his hands AND his left foot in the screen.
"MAMA! CHICA! HELP MEEEEE!" Was the last thing Colin remembered saying before his whole body was sucked into the TV. He had his eyes closed, but as he opened them, he saw an amazing sight. It was like a nebula of stars he was floating in. In each star, a different setting was present, such as a midwestern tavern, a bear's cave, a snowy tundra, and Colin even thought he saw a pineapple in one of them. But his body began to float to the picture on his screen when he was sucked in, the white house with the blue roof. The last thing he remembered was a person, a boy in an orange shirt with white hair, come out of the house before blacking out.