Italics = thoughts/flashback
[10 August 2011, 23:55:00|
SM Headquarters
]
“Are you sure about this, buddy?” Taeyeon asked concernedly, worried that something might happen to her best friend.
“That’s of course! Besides, this seems like a lot of fun” Yuri gave Taeyeon a reassuring smile before adjusting the wires that were attached to her forehead.
“But I’m worried-“
“-Aye, stop worrying over nothing, I’ll just go take a look and be back in no time!”
“But-“
“-Shush, I should be the one getting nervous instead” Yuri cut off Taeyeon’s words before she continued “Now go and make sure this is functioning” With that, Yuri shut the glass cover, separating herself from her tense friend.
With no choice left, Taeyeon gave an uneasy frown before making her way to the machine “You ready?” Yuri returned a thumb up and shot the shorter girl a wink. Taeyeon shook her head at the dare devil before exhaling a deep breath to encourage herself “Okay Yuri, we’ll be setting of in 3...2...1!” And with that, Taeyeon plunged her palm onto the button.
Pink rays that looked like electricity waves could be seen through the glass window and it wasn’t long before the rays turned yellow.
Taeyeon heaved a sigh of relief and spoke to no one in particular “I hope that wherever Yuri gets transported to, she wouldn’t get beaten into a pulp”
---
[5 February 1858, 13:14:01|
Egypt
]
Yuri shut her eyes tightly, uncomfortable at the sudden brightness. It wasn’t long later that she brought her hand up to shelter from the sunlight before slowly opening her eyes.
Yellow, was the first thing that came to her mind. Realising that she was successfully transported back in time, Yuri grabbed hold of the particles on the floor and slowly released them.
Sand...
“I must be in Egypt! Dang, stupid Taeyeon...Doesn’t the midget know that I’m already very tanned...” Yuri grumbled as she stood up, not forgetting to brush away the dirt particles that were stuck on her pants “Aish look at the sun! She should have given me some sun block!”
Yuri took a minute to scan her surroundings before she finally decided to enter a shop.
“One glass of Martini please”
“Martini?” The shop keeper scrunched his eyebrow at Yuri’s order.
Noticing the confused look on the shop keeper’s face, Yuri thought the guy wasn’t aware of her language thus she made a drinking action in an attempt to help him understand.
“Sorry, but if you haven’t realised yet, we are a MIILK shop not an alcohol shop therefore we only sell MILK” The slightly annoyed guy said.
Aish, what kind of MILK shop is called WILK...!
“So if you don’t mind...would you like some cow milk or sheep milk?”
“Cow milk please”
“For your cow milk, would you like to have the strawberry, chocolate, coffee, or normal flavour?”
“Chocolate”
“For your chocolate cow milk, would you like it to be served hot or cold?”
“Cold, thank you”
