Vione Easeley
{Vhay-nee Ees-ley}
I placed my feet up on the coffee table, and rested my back on the couch, slouching.
I reached over to get my bowl of melted chocolate, mixing it with my tub of Cookie Dough Ice Cream. I then took a strawberry from a fruit bowl, dipping it in the ice cream, and popping it in my mouth.
I placed down my food back on the table and took TV remote, flipping it to Nickelodeon. Might as well. None of my favorite shows were on anyway.
When I was finally comfortable, my feet were up, I had food and a mocha frappe beside me, the AC on high above me, and a huge flat screen TV in front of me. Until the phone rang. It was across the room, so I had to stand up.
Groaning, I crawled my way there, and lied down limp on the floor, the landline in my hand. "Hello, Easeley residences." I said, in a monotone voice.
"Vione (Vhay-nee,) how are you?" My mother asked.
"Oh, hey mum, I'm good. How's Japan?"
"Exquisite! The food are absolutelty delicious, and their technology is amazing! Tell you what, dear, would you like one of those robot things?"
"Yeah, sure but--"
"Great. Just checking up on you. Buh-bye," then the line went dead.
Our conversations were always like this. Yes, I get everything I want. Except for time with my mother. I sighed in disappointment, I never even got to say that I love her.
I sat down back on the couch, and finished my ice cream. My eyes suddenly turned all droopy, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.
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Buzz. Buzz buzz.
My eyes flew open, and I stretched out my limbs. I looked around and saw the TV going haywire. It was jumping a little, with buzzing sounds. But it was still on Nickelodeon, on one of my favorite shows as a kid: Avatar.
Then the images on the screen made the TV look like it was on drugs. It was circling with random colors, making the TV screen look like a 3D rainbow abyss.
Suddenly, a hand appeared to emerge from it. It had a blue arrow tattoo. I yelped in surprise, and jumped into a defensive position. Pretty soon, a whole person got out, from the TV.
Then three more came out. I screamed and flipped to the back of the couch, hitting the back of my head in the process.
All went black.
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I stirred a little. I was on something... comfy. Something fluffy. Maybe on my bed? Or the couch. I opened my eyes, and saw that I was outside.
I jumped up, and before I fell off whatever I was on, a hand grabbed the back of my Adventure Time hoodie. I flew back down with an "oof."
"Uh... Miss, you alright?" I turned around to see four unrecognizable faces. The bald one with tattooes was the one that spoke to me.
I screamed bloody murder.
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I do not own, in any way, the characters and places from A:TLA. Just Vione Easeley and other made-uo characters, plus the plot.
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Transported 》a:tla
Fanfiction"Get out of my living room!" I shrieked, pointing the banana defensively in front of me, as the weird tattooed monk guy with a stick came out of nowhere. He was followed by three more people, wearing odd clothes. Familiar, yet still odd. "Excuse me...
