Feb. 3rd, 2008 @ 01:58 am
There's a thump against the back of the couch, and the sound of something hitting the floor.
They both turn, stand up on the cushions, and peek over the back of the couch.
There's a little tiny green thing down there, getting herself all untangled from a little yellow thing and then wobbling around a bit gleefully before she looks up and lifts both hands. A holographic screen pops up behind her head and says HI!
They exchange a glance again and then the one in green speaks up. "Hello?"
She pauses to look at the back of the couch, then looks up again. HELP ME UP?
"Sure," Middy chirps cheerily, scrambling over the back of the couch to pick up the fallen Strawbaby.
THANK YOU! She rests her hands on his as he lifts her. I'M STRAWBABY. WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
"I'm Middy," he says, walking around the couch and climbing back to a seat.
"Techno," says the grouchier of the pair.
"Is that a trick question?"
She tilts her head at him, one tiny blue eyebrow lifting. WHY?
"Because they taste really really good."
OH. She tilts her head the other way, but then is suddenly flattened and flailing by a large bag of spicy Doritos.
Doritos! Techno snatches up the bag.
Middy is a little more altristic and tries to help Strawbaby up. "Are you all right?"
WHO DROPPED THOSE??? She scowls upward.
"I don't know," Middy admits, looking up and around.
Techno, meanwhile, is getting that bag open. "Doritos!" ^__^
YOU! She points to the small yellow creature, who is flying around overhead. YOU JERK!
The little wingless horse only snorts and flies faster.
Middy watches the horse for half a second, wondering how it picked a bag up. But... there's an open bag of Dorotos. His attention span is gone
Techno and Middy lean against each other like a pair of mismatched bookends, holding the bag. They each reach for and remove one chip and take a bite.
AWWW, JUST LIKE A COMMERCIAL!
"What do you mean by that?" Techno asks.
THE LITTLE THINGMAJINGERS ON TV.
"That part I understood," Techno says. They don't have TV, but they do have internet access. "Did we really look that stupid?"
YOU LOOKED FUNNY. She grins.
Techno raspberries her.
"Techno, please try to be nice," Middy says.
"Hmph," is the only response from Techno as he rubs at the stripe on one of his cheeks.
DID I SAYS SOMETHING WRONG? She cocks her head puzzledly.