Mr. Winn reminded me of when I needed to come back and what needed to be done. He wanted me to try and talk to the other object I saw last time.
I entered the machine with dreary eyes; it transported me there much quicker then the first time I went. I'm guessing it was because I didn't need to change forms this time.
It was still snowing in this strange world. It was much lighter then last time though.
"Agh.." I grumbled and gripped my chest in pain.
The small house stood a couple yards from me. It was a short walking distance so I started walking over.
My feet dug into the snow, which was about 4 inches tall. As I got closer to the house I started feeling drowsy and lightheaded.I fell down and groaned, slowly blacking out.
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(Lily pad's POV)
It was a light snow day so I decided to spend the day reading. I held the book in my hands and read the words scattered across the page. I jumped up from my seat as I heard a loud thud outside
"Ugh! When will those pests stop getting in my trash." I groaned and walked through the hallway with my book still in hand.
The door creaked open and what I saw wasn't what I thought it was.. what stood in-front of me was that guy from yesterday, but he was on the ground with drips of blood slipping through a crack in the center of his pot.
"Oh my-" I yelped and dropped the book to my feet.
I stood there in shock for a minute then slowly picked him up. I grabbed his arms and put them around my back, dragging the cactus inside.
"Mmmph your heavy.." I grumbled and sat him down on a chair. "Uh, hold on let me get something to inspect that wound of yours."
I rushed to the kitchen room and opened a cabinet, revealing a first aid kit. I snatched it up and sprinted back to the living room.
I snapped open the box and sat down across from him.I looked at his face for a second then shook my head focusing on the problem at hand. I had to take the pot off of him, which I had quite some trouble with but managed. A loosely stitched cut covered his lower half as blood dropped down the seam openings.
"Yeesh.." I mumbled as I grabbed some tools from the box.
I sutured the wound a couple times so it was tight, Then put his pot back on. When I finished with that, I wrapped bandages around it. As I finished this a small shock like noise came out of this small bracelet on his wrist.
I looked at the bracelet in curiosity. It then happened again! I grabbed one of the tools in the first aid kit and jammed it into the bracelet. When I did that he woke up. He looked at me with wide eyes filled with fear.
"Wha- What happened? What did you do to me?!" He jumped up to his feet.
"Hey hey! Calm down- your hurt severely.. just sit down for now, don't overwork yourself." I worried and put my hands out motioning him to sit back down.
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(Oscar's POV)
I looked at her for a second then sat down. "Your that lily pad from yesterday.." I questioned.
"And your that guy who keeps trespassing on my land then suddenly disappearing! And ugh.. don't say it like that- just call me Lily.." She groaned.
"Oh, I'm sorry-" I gulped.
"Aye, you aren't gonna introduce yourself? Quite rude.." Lily grinned jokingly.
"Ah! The name's Oscar Cecil!" I smiled.
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A Rooted Reality [OSC story]
Science FictionA young technician, Oscar Cecil, in the late 80s gets offered a internship to work for Stellar Corp. as they provided him all basic needs as long as he agreed to work for them. As the team of aerospace technologists create a strange machine to trans...