You have GOT to be kidding me ! She just stood there. Annoyed look on her face, hands resting on her hips and clearly not happy to be there. If I find out what selfish bastard sent me here... he'll regret being born. Gwendolyn. Not the nicest person to be in paradise with. Right ?

Suitcase in his hands, waistcoat under his arm and slightly pouting. I think I got lost (again). He whined. Miss Meredith is going to be so mad D:

Oh, why, thank you ! 8D He answered, hugging the child back. You're a very nice person. Not like those other people. They hunt me down and try to... er... eat me and stuff. He looked around smiling gently, but observant. So... where are we ? Miss Gwendolyn told me we were in idiotland or something ?

Oh, hello, ma'am ! * So many people in here *O* Splendid ! And they all seem nice. * Right, Sam. That must be the first time for you, huh ? Maybe you'll like it here. Please, take a cushion and make some tea so that you can enjoy a lovely conversation with the dog-like-humans.

Huhuhu. Funny. My GPS receiver can't find our position. But I'm sure it's just because of the al----- What is that thing ? 8D And there he goes. Screaming like a girl. Running around like an idiot. Just because he saw a talking fly. I mean, BIG DEAL.

B-b-b-b-b-but D8 I'm sooorry ;______; I just... he... that... we... I... fly ? He pointed innocently at the huge unidentified object. The womandog he was talking to was a bit frightening too, but bugs... JUK. Samuel would rather see ten thousand zombies, than having to face an army of giant insects. Especially if they talked like normal gentry.

Sissy ? O___O *gloups* Hungry ? *double-gloups* Oh and you forgot the growling, dear. Here he was thinking he finally found a peaceful place with some decent and nice people *deep sigh* ...but no. Evidently, the world hated him. He was meant to meet monsters, explosions, perverts and talking animals. Life sucks when you're a Sammy. Obviously.

I- I'm so-sorry, Ma'am Trixy D8 I don't know how to leave this place. I suggest we just... er... walk ? He stuttered nervously. Maybe these worlds work with some sort of time span. If we stay here (and survive) long enough, we get to go back home. No ? If she hadn't glared at him like that, he might not have told her about his theory.

I... er... The information he was getting was kinda difficult to grasp. Chimera. Flies from other planets. God-knows-what-else. And... where did that chair come from ? Samuel looked around. They were still on a mountain top, so why was it raining furniture ? 8D

Mere human ? Well, that's not very nice, is it !? I think you should be grateful to be whatever you are ! Even if it means being a fly. He glanced over at Musco. But you're not a chimera. Another planet you said ? Which one ? 8D I'm from El Torco. He was delighted to meet someone from his own world (for a change).