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Post by Nuyori on Dec 9, 2015 12:45:50 GMT -5
Part One~
"Anyone home?" Nuyori whispered as she opened the front door of the cottage. Peeking in, she saw the front room empty... and so flashed up the steps to the second floor with her arms full of little boxes.
Bam! Almost immediately, Nuyori crashed into Lego casually stepping out of his room. The boxes scattered everywhere.
"Ooph!!"
"Shoot!"
Stars still circling her head, Nuyori stumbled to her feet and with ninja rapidity, scooped up the boxes, charged into her room and slammed the door shut.
"W-what just happened?" Lego put a hand to his head, seeing angel kittens flying around his head.
In her room, Nuyori frantically set down the boxes, opened them all up, and checked each one for any damage.
"Phew..." She sighed in relief as she saw there were none. But something didn't sit right with her...
"... nine, ten, eleven - ELEVEN?!" Nuyori grabbed at her hair, mouth agape. She suddenly heard the click of a closing door and looking out into the hall, saw Lego had stepped back into his room.
Opportunity showing, Nuyori dashed back into the hall and got onto her knees, darting glances beneath the furniture and down the stairs. "N-not here. Not here - oh no! Where's the twelfth?"
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"What was I doing again?" Lego scratched his head, confused. "I was going to do something, but now it seems I've forgotten it, hm hm."
Eyes wandering over the room, searching for his thoughts, he suddenly noticed a small object on the floor and stooped to inspect it.
It was a small cube box, blue and tied up neatly with a silver ribbon.
"What's this?" Lego tugged the ribbon off and opened the box.
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Churro gasped, feeling a violent tremor in the ground.
"What was THAT?!" She stood in the snow filled yard behind the cottage building a snowman while Striker shoveled the back path. They both turned to see the second floor of the house consumed in a dark blue cloud.
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Post by Nuyori on Dec 15, 2015 15:36:08 GMT -5
Part Two ~
"Lego! Nuyori! Robin!" Churro burst into the back door of the cottage.
Striker came in close behind her. "Upstairs!"
They rushed up the stairs...
... straight into a fluffy white land.
Churro stopped short in surprise, cold snow up to her knees. Striker nearly crashed into her, falling back into the same soft snow in bewilderment.
"W-what? Where are we?!" He exclaimed in alarm.
"Oh great!" Churro gaped in shock at the cold. "My boots! I took them off when we came in... my socks are all wet..."
"You're telling me... bed robe flannel sure soaks up water fast," came a voice in the snow beside them.
"...Lego?" Striker reached out a hand and yanked out a body from an indent in the snow banks.
"I'm here too," came another voice.
"So glad to see you're safe Robin." Churro located the owner of the voice. "We're missing one."
"I'm not here..." rose a muffled voice. All four pounced and found Nuyori sitting half buried in the snow with her knees drawn up against her chest. "Don't mind me. It's all my fault... we're never going to get back home now..."
"EXPLAIN." Churro pointed a demanding finger at the white ground. "You did this?"
"No. I didn't do anything... bad, y'know." Nuyori held up an opened blue box. "I bought, er... things on sale. These little boxes."
"Yeah?"
"Um, but apparently one opened. It's not supposed to do that."
"And it went kaboom?"
"Kapyum." Nuyori threw up handfuls of snows.
Striker looked confused. "But.. how?"
Nuyori cleared her throat as she whipped out a flyer from her coat and adjusted her glasses with the other hand. "I bought the full set of these from the local gift shop. There were twelve, each representing one day in the 'Twelve Days of Christmas'. You're supposed to open them accordingly, but um.... one got opened prematurely and... I guess this is what happens?"
Lego whistled and fell back into his snow indent.
"But where are we?" Robin resurfaced the question.
Churro took the box from Nuyori and examined it. "The tenth day of Christmas."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2015 13:14:22 GMT -5
Hahaha that's a pretty fun concept actually! Did they just... Time travel? Dun Dun Duuuuun
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Post by Nuyori on Jan 7, 2016 11:28:23 GMT -5
Dun dun dun! Time skip happens and Nuyori fails to meet the Christmas deadline.
But I'll get to the end of this still.
Part Three ~
"What?!" The rest of the group gasped.
Lego burrowed deeper into the snow. "I can't believe we missed Christmas..."
"But how do we get out of here?" Striker asked, regarding their surroundings. "We don't look anywhere close to home."
Churro said, "We put it back in the box."
"... Eh?!" Another collective gasp.
"We can't do that..." Nuyori muttered.
"There's about a world's amount of snow right here," Robin observed.
"Nevertheless we're putting it back in." Churro put her hands on her hips defiantly. "I am NOT going to miss Christmas under any circumstance!"
She placed the box in the midst of them. "If this box contained this place, then the place should fit into the box - start filling it!"
So saying, Churro took a handful of snow and dumped it into the box.
But the snow overfilled it and wouldn't go any further.
The group stared at it, sweat drops forming on them in spite of the cold.
"Ch-churro, it's not - "
"But it should!" Churro packed in the snow, but it only fit the two-by-two area, shaved into a perfect square at the top. Frowning, Churro took another handful of snow and piled it on the box.
"Wait, Churro - " Striker's warning came too late. A terrible ripping sound filled the air. One corner of the box tore and it fell apart, showing the perfectly packed square block of snow.
"Noooo!!" Lego jumped up and fell to his knees by the box, trying to put it back together.
"I-it broke..." Nuyori's eyes widened.
All stared, feeling panic begin to rise in themselves. None of them wanted to believe there wouldn't be a way back. They might've all begun to barrage each other with snowballs when they heard one calm voice among them.
"Hey guys, look what I found over here," Robin pointed at a mound of show by her feet.
They came over to look, and sitting there was what looked like a miniature model of their cottage.
"Oh, home was closer that we thought."
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