4. Toaster

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With another giant quake, all the excitement in the room begins to settle. The pillar of light that shot towards the ceiling extinguishes. The lights on the walls calm and the sounds decay.

The sensation of time returns. Cause and effect are back to normal. It is weird that I'm actually noticing this phenomenon. It's like riding an intense roller coaster, stepping out, and noticing that gravity actually exists while trying to walk. In this case, I can feel time.

Zoe stares at me with the a fist covering her mouth. She chuckles.

Then she bursts out laughing.

I am sitting on the floor, holding onto the same stone protrusion. I look at it and it appears to be nothing more than a light fixture.

Then I see it. I've pissed my pants. Literally. My jeans are soaked and the point of origin makes it unmistakeable.

And of course, this would happen in front of a girl.

Zoe tries to collect herself, but her cheeks betray her as she tries to break the smile. "Jax!" She chuckles again. My heart sinks an inch as I do my best to cover up. She continues, "Jax, I'm so sorry! But..." And another laugh bursts out of her as she braces herself on the console.

I sit there, embarrassed, unsure of what to do.

She tries again. "Jax. Would you like to change out of that?"

I respond without eye contact. "Yeah."

"Follow me."

As I get up, I realize something–we are still in the same room. We haven't moved an inch like she said we would. "Why are we still here?"

She gives me a puzzled look. "Beeeecause you haven't started walking yet? Come on, move those feet."

"No, I mean... we're still here. In the same room. I thought we were going to teleport or something."

"Jaxxie, of course we're in the same room. You don't end up in the trunk after you drive somewhere, do you?"

"Wait... you moved your house?!"

"We're not in a house, Jax." She throws her arms up. "We're in my paradimensional cruiser!"

"Wait, this is a..."

"Spaceship, if you need a word that'll fit into your brain. His name is Toaster!"

"You named your ship Toaster?"

"Yup! Now let's get you changed."

She skips into the hallway to the right. I pace after her as my pants cling awkwardly to my legs.



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