OldFashionedGirl95? This is your present. And it is All. Your. Fault.
Also, I totally claim first fic for this character. I will be most disappointed if I find another one.
There used to be a lot less room in here.
Oh! Something's got me!
Oh. They let go. Hey, I'm in a new place. The hard stuff isn't everywhere anymore. It's in pieces that go up and down and around.
Oh! I'm moving!
Oh. This isn't so bad, I guess. It's fun moving without moving myself. There's all sorts of things going on. I can't make any of them out, but they sure look interesting.
Oh! I'm moving really fast! And up and down! I'm bouncing! I don't like it!
Oh. I'm not bouncing anymore. Now it's darker. It's not very bright anymore. It's never been this dark.
Oh. It just got a little brighter. But it's not like any other kind of brighter I've seen. It's all...it's like the bright spots that come when it's dark.
I wonder if they'll still come in this place?
Oh! Something's got me again!
"Hush up, you!"
Something's making noise!
Oh. What am I standing on? It feels soft. Can I walk on it?
"Oi! You! Come back here!"
Ah! Something's got me again! What's it doing? It's putting something on me! I don't like it! I don't like it!
I don't likeAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!
what's going on why is everything dark can't breathe can't breathe
wait can breathe
it's warm why is it warm and it's green why
No wait, it's not bright.
No, it's not dark.
It's...green? Bright green?
Oh! What is that?
Oh. I don't suppose anything much.
Oh! What is that?
Oh. There's noise somewhere. I wonder what it is.
Oh! What's coming toward me? Is it going to take this thing off me? I don't like the thing.
Wait. I can't feel the thing anymore. I like that.
Oh. The noise is gone. That's okay. I won't miss it.
It's green here.
It's warm here.
It's soft here.
I like it here.
OFG: I told you this was all your fault. I wanted this to be mildly amusing and slightly sweet, but not totally hilarious. I hope I succeeded somewhat.
For those of you who aren't OFG95, this was inspired by something she said: "Pigory Pogery Pock. The guinea pig ran up the chair. Uncle Andrew struck, the mouse ran down . . . aaaaaahhhhh! I'm in the Wood Between the Worlds! Ooh-nice grass!"
For now I'm marking it complete, but I might come back someday and add another chapter.
Yes, I know it doesn't make a lot of sense.