Falling Into the Movies.

(2) Game Central Station.

Layella turned around and saw Vanellope sitting on a bench behind her. "Uuhh. I'm L-Layella... and this is Terry..." Then she saw Ralph making his way toward her.
"Are they bothering you, Vanellope?" he asked.
Layella glanced at Terry, wondering if they should make a run for it.
"Naw, I'm just gettin' to know them!" was her reply.
"Well, just let me know, I can pulverize them! In their own game, of course, I wouldn't want to actually kill anybody."
Layella wondered if he even realized they hadn't come from a game.
"Umm, we don't have a game..." Terry spoke up.
"Don't have a game? Did they pull your plug? Say, you have really good graphics... You look just like the kids in the arcade..."
Layella just scuffled her feet on the ground. "We umm... we came through a door.." she pointed to the door, only to realize there wasn't anything there. "Terry?!" For a moment she almost believed he had disappeared also. Ralph and Vanellope just shared a worried glance with each other as Felix approached. "Terry, the door! What are we going to do?!"
That's when Felix raises his hand. "Um, ma'am, sir, do you know where you're at or where you're going?"
Layella instantly and instinctively replied. "Of course we know where we are, but how the heck are we supposed to know where to go?! We're nowhere near home, the door's gone, and we're stuck inside a movie!"
They looked utterly confused. "A movie? What?" Asked Vanellope.
"Err, nothing. Layella, calm down, we'll figure this out." suddenly Layella was excited. Nervous, but excited. "Terry, look! I'm not sure what's going on right now but we're in Game Central Station! Woohoo!"
Vanellope, Ralph, and Felix all looked baffled.
"Okay, look. We come from a different place. Far faaarrr away. Somehow we fell into this world, this realm, and all we could see was white, then television static, and then I took off running, and I found this door, and when I opened the door there was a teeny tiny hallway, and we heard Vanellope introduce herself, and so we turned into the actual building, and Vanellope was sitting here, and you guys came, and we turned to show you the door, and it was gone, and, and... and..." 'Perfect explanation, right? Not!' Layella though to herself. She was pretty sure she had lost them at 'somehow', but they looked as if they had listened to the whole thing. Then Ralph turned to Felix and gently whispered "Can I crush them?"
Felix looked dumbfounded. "Absolutely not! I think they've either got a real story here, or they've had a drink too many at the Tapper."
She couldn't believe him. "What?! No! Really, there are worlds beyond this! We're trapped here! And by the way, Ralph, we're not scared of you!" That wasn't true. She was practically terrified.
"Oh, but you should be!"

"Shouldn't."

"Yeah, actually, I'm pretty sure SHOULD."

"Shouldn't. You wouldn't hurt us."

He sat down. "You're right.."
'I always am. Not.' She thought. Layella then started to tremble. She currently wanted nothing more than to open her eyes and be back at the house, taking care of the chickens, listening to her headphones, reading, or playing Call of Duty.
"Anyway, I think they should come back to the game with us," spoke Felix. "seeing as though they don't seem to have anywhere else to go, or anything to do..."
'He's right...' Layella recalled, they had absolutely no clue of where to go or what to do, and she most certainly did not want to end up in Hero's Duty! "That sounds fine by me." Layella agreed.
"Me too." Terry spoke.

They were on the train to the game, and Layella was shaking with fear. She knew she would be seriously injured-- or worse --if she were to fall off of this train. She was seated right up against Terry, and she refused to let go of the seat. "You don't have to be so scared. There have been very few reports of people falling off, and the only serious one was paralysis." Ralph had tried to reassure her, but she was still trembling with fear.

The last train had finally stopped, and they got off, as Layella couldn't wait to get off. Vanellope instantly dashed off towards the penthouse, leaving Layella, Terry, Ralph and Felix trailing slowly behind. They had made it to the elevator when Layella finally stopped shaking, and was able to stand and walk properly. Then they made it to the door. The door to the room in which things that needed to be explained, would be. The room in which they could tell the proper story. Felix got the key and opened the door. Layella and Terry sat down on the sofa, and Terry began.

"Here's the story..."

A/N I'm sorry this chapter's short, I had it all typed then lost practically half of it, and I was rushed when I went to rewrite it because my mother wanted me to do some chores, and yeah, sorry. I hope you enjoyed it anyway! Thank you! ~Dustpaw.