Disclaimer: I do not own The Mr. Men Show or any of its characters, but I do own Elizabeth and the idea for this story.

For the rest of the evening, Elizabeth worked on her story and listened to music, convinced that all the strange things that happened while she was away were just her brothers trying to scare her. She lost track of time, and before she knew it, her mother poked her head in her room and told her that it was time for bed. Elizabeth finished the sentence she was writing before she went to brush her teeth, also taking her pajamas with her so she could change in the bathroom.

As she walked back to her room when she was done, she noticed that her dad was getting ready to leave for work, and her mother already had her nightgown on.

For a moment Elizabeth stood in the hallway, watching as Peanut chewed on one of his toys in the living room. She was about to call out to the Dachshund when suddenly she heard voices on the other side of her door. At first she thought it must be Jacob since Mason should have already left for work. But then she realized that it didn't sound like her brother and there were two voices.

She froze, not wanting to risk looking into her room in case the unknown people were dangerous. She waited for her mother to walk by, and when she did, she asked her to peek in there for her. She gave her daughter a weird look but agreed anyways, probably not liking the idea of strangers in their house either.

"I don't see anything," she told Elizabeth as she turned back to her.

I know I heard voices! Elizabeth thought, but she didn't say this to her mother. The girl watched as she went back into her own room for the night, while Elizabeth stayed in the hallway, trying to work up the courage to enter her bedroom. After what felt like ages, she was finally able to push open the door all the way. She poked her head in and glanced around, letting out a sigh of relief when she didn't see anybody.

She walked farther into her room, repeating over and over again in her head that she was just imagining things. Even though she still felt like she was being watched, she decided not to worry about it anymore. Her mind was clearly playing tricks on her.

"Peanut!" she called to her dog, who came running into the room and jumped onto the bed. But before the girl could join him, her closet door suddenly flung open and something rolled out, hitting the desk that was pushed up against the wall under the window.

The strange creature got into a sitting position and lifted a hand to rub its head, making a noise that sounded like a groan. All Elizabeth could do was stare at it, too shocked to move and she just barely noticed when Peanut started growling at the light green thing.

A flash of orange caught her attention, and she widened her eyes when she saw another strange looking creature dart out of her closet, going straight to its friend that was still sitting on the floor. This one was small and round, and there was a tall black hat on top of its head. As soon as the second creature appeared, Peanut jumped off the bed and ran out of the room as if he was frightened.

"Are you okay, Nose?" the orange one asked in what sounded like a male voice as he looked over his friend like he was making sure they weren't hurt.

Before the light green creature could reply, panic suddenly struck Elizabeth. She screamed and ran back into the hallway, skidding to a halt once she was out of her room. She could feel her heart pounding painfully against her chest. What were those things? she questioned in her head. And why were they hiding in her closet? Had they been waiting for her?

A sense of dread came over her when she realized that she could have just been in danger. And she just stood there like an idiot, watching them! She silently scolded herself for reacting so late. There was no telling what they would have done to her if she had stayed in there any longer.

The doors at the end of the hallway opened, and her mother and Jacob came rushing out, staring down at the girl with huge eyes.

"What happened?" her mother gasped.

Elizabeth ducked behind her. "People! In my room!"

Before she even finished talking, she noticed the look her mother shared with her brother, and she thought something unsaid must have passed between them because Jacob started moving toward her room, going slow as if he wanted to sneak up on the strange things.

Elizabeth's mother wrapped her arm around her, and they waited in tense silence for what felt like hours but in reality was probably only a moment or two until at last Jacob returned. "There's nobody in there," he announced, sounding annoyed.

"But there was!" the girl insisted, and she started to describe the creatures that she had seen, but she regretted this when Jacob looked at her like she was crazy.

Even her mother didn't believe her. "It was only your imagination," she told her in a gentle tone as she used her fingers to push Elizabeth's long hair out of her face. "Nobody's in your room. Now go to bed," she added in a sterner voice. "You have school in the morning."

Elizabeth wanted to object, but she knew there was nothing she could say that would get them to believe her. She sighed softly, watching as her mother and brother returned to their rooms. Then she turned to her door that was still open from when Jacob went in there. She didn't care what they said; there was no way she was going to sleep in her room tonight knowing those things could be in her closet.

She glanced over her shoulder at the couch, deciding that she would rather sleep in the living room. She saw Peanut laying in one of the chairs like he had already come to that conclusion before she did, but Elizabeth needed a pillow and a blanket which meant she had to go into her bedroom to get them.

Jacob said there's nobody in there, she told herself, hoping he was right.

Still she remained in the hallway for a long while, trying to build up the courage to enter her room to grab what she needed and get out as fast as she could in case those creatures were still in there. Finally she took a few steps toward her room, going slow at first, but then she picked up speed, running to her bed and collecting her blanket and pillow in a hurry. Everything seemed to be going fine at first, but before she could retreat back to the living room, a voice spoke behind her.

"We didn't mean to startle you."

The girl gasped and dropped her stuff. She spun around to find herself staring at the strange creatures standing by her closet. She opened her mouth to scream again, but when the orange one begged," Please, don't do that!" she shut her jaws without making a sound.

For the first time she got a good look at them. She saw that the light green creature, whose belly stuck out, had a black tie hanging from its neck and there was a single curl of hair on the top of its head. Turning to the smaller one, she noticed that he was wearing a pair of sneakers and his eyes sparkled with kindness.

Her fear melted away to be replaced with curiosity.

"What are you?" she asked them as she took a step closer to them. They weren't human, that was for sure. Are they some kind of aliens? she wondered, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness about meeting other beings from another planet.

Before they had the chance to give her an answer, she suddenly thought of the only show she knew that was about outer space. Even though she's never seen an episode of it a day in her life, she had picked up on the hand gesture from people talking about it. She tried to copy it now, spreading her fingers into two sets and keeping her thump apart as well. She's always had difficulty doing this and she couldn't remember the words that went with it, but still she hoped it meant something to these creatures.

However they exchanged a confused look before turning back to her. "Um… what are you doing?" the light green one questioned.

Elizabeth lowered her hand, realizing that they didn't understand the gesture, so instead she decided to go with something simpler that everyone should know. "Do you come in peace?" she asked them.

They still looked completely lost for a few more moments, but then they glanced at each other before bursting into laughter. "You think we come from outer space, don't you?" the small creature chuckled as he turned back to Elizabeth.

"If you're not from—" She cut herself off when she heard a door at the end of the hallway opening. For a brief moment she was frozen where she stood, not sure what to do. Then she ran to her door and closed it, suddenly not wanting her family to see these creatures. They might call someone to get rid of them before she got the chance to get to know them.

When she was sure the coast was clear, she returned to the creatures who still stood by her closet. They exchanged a confused look, but said nothing about her closing the door and she decided to finish the question she had been trying to ask.

"If you're not from space, then where are you from?" She thought for a moment before adding," You can't be from here because of the way you look." She didn't realize how harsh that sounded until she said it out loud, but she was referring to their appearances; they didn't look like anything from this planet— none that she knew of anyways. Thankfully they didn't say anything about the way she phrased that and they didn't seem upset either.

"We are from Earth, but we live in a place called Dillydale," the small creature told her, and while he talked, his light green friend walked over to the bed, picking up the paper and looking them over before turning back to the girl.

"This is an interesting story," he remarked. "What happens to the girl after those hooded people find her in the woods?" he asked curiously.

"I don't know yet." Briefly Elizabeth wondered what should happen to her character, but suddenly something dawned on her, and anger toward the light green thing rose in her. "You're the one that's been messing with my stuff!" She snatched the papers from him and placed them on her dresser, guilt washing over her when she realized that she had falsely accused her brothers of going through her things.

"I'm sorry," the light green creature murmured, lowering his gaze to his feet and shifting them. "I was curious to know what you were writing, that's all. You're a talented writer," he added as he looked back up at her.

The small man appeared in between them. "My associate is right," he declared. "Please don't be upset with him for only wanting to read such a great story."

Elizabeth stared down at him, looking into his soft, black eyes. Suddenly she wanted to know more about him. "Who are you?" she asked slowly.

"My name is Mr. Small," he introduced himself. Then he gestured to his friend. "And this here is Mr. Nosy."

The girl thought about their names. "You're small," she finally confirmed as she pointed to the little orange creature before turning to the light green one. "And you— let me guess— you're nosy?" Suddenly very wary of him, she eyed him. She wasn't a fan of people in general, but the worst kind in her opinion were those who stuck their nose where it didn't belong.

But it wasn't Mr. Nosy who answered.

Mr. Small hopped onto the bed. "He was born to snoop! Isn't that right, Nose?" he asked his friend.

"I sure was!" the light green creature replied in what sounded like a proud tone.

Elizabeth just stared at them, not understanding why they seemed so happy about his nosiness, but she didn't want to offend them by questioning them about that. So instead she asked," What are you doing here? Why aren't you…" She tried to remember the place they mentioned earlier. "Where did you say you were from again?"

"Dillydale," Mr. Small responded.

"Right," Elizabeth said slowly, glancing all around her room before turning back to them. "Why are you here and not there?"

That question seemed to surprise the creatures. "We're not exactly sure how we got here," Mr. Small admitted, blinking up at Elizabeth. "We had been in our bedroom when we saw a flash of light in our closet, so we went to investigate, and then we found ourselves in your room." As he finished talking, he shrugged, confusion shining in his tiny, black eyes.

Mr. Nosy leaned closer to her. "Do you know where Dillydale is?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "I've never heard of that before now," she confessed.

Once more they shared a glance. "Where are we?" Mr. Nosy asked.

"Florida."

"Hmm…" Mr. Small tapped his foot on the bed, seeming to be deep in thought. After several moments he finally spoke up again. "Okay, we're not in Dillydale anymore. We got here through our closet. But where is here? Another world, maybe?"

Mr. Nosy looked at his friend curiously. "Another world?"

Mr. Small nodded and jumped to the floor, walking over to Elizabeth. He pointed to her while still staring up at Mr. Nosy. "She's obviously not a Little Miss," he told him. "She has to be a human, but there are none of those in Dillydale. My guess is a portal opened up and brought us here."

Elizabeth tried to keep track of everything he was saying, but she didn't understand any of it. What was a "Little Miss"? And if there weren't humans in this Dillydale place then what kind of things lived there? She looked over the two in front of her again. Are there more creatures like these?

Excitement rose in her. "You're from another world?"

"It appears so," Mr. Small answered, and he turned to her.

"But how do we get back home?" Mr. Nosy questioned, frowning a little as worry flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Small didn't reply right away, only walked over to the open closet and looked into it. "We came here this way, so maybe it's also how we get back?" His eyes moved over the junk on the floor before he lifted his gaze to the clothes hanging up; Elizabeth was glad he made no comment about how messy her closet was.

His light green friend went over to join him, while Elizabeth climbed onto her bed. She watched them discuss how they were going to get back to their world for awhile, then her jaws parted in a huge yawn, exhaustion suddenly washing over her. But she couldn't go to sleep just yet, not until they figured this out.

When she turned back to the creatures, she noticed that they now had the closet door closed and Mr. Nosy was holding onto his smaller friend. Mr. Small stretched out his arm and as soon as he touched the knob, a bright light shone through the cracks of the door. Startled, the friends jumped back.

Forgetting about how tired she was, Elizabeth jumped off her bed and ran to them, stopping beside them right as the light faded out. "What did you do?" she exclaimed.

"I'm not sure," Mr. Small admitted. He signaled for Mr. Nosy to pick him up again, and he did. The light green creature slowly walked back to the closet, and Mr. Small reached out to open the door.

Elizabeth looked into her closet, gasping at what she saw. No way!

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