Jun 05, 2010 16:57
[Willy was sitting at a chair just looking blankly out the window at first. Then his brow furrowed. He's tapping his cane to the tips of his shoes in an absentminded gesture that he's getting a little antsy. Something just felt off but familiar at the same time. Sure he could go to the kitchen and create something but while his mind was occupied by the strange of the somewhat normal, he couldn't get his mind to engage readily. Especially after his conversation with Mello that they were kidnapped and held against their will.]
Huh, maybe that rabbit is on to something. I feel like I'm trapped in a really bad story. That almost seems...counter intuitive?
[His eyes shift to the left and to the right then he smiles.]
Oh well. It's not like it's that bad....right? I mean if a rabbit can talk in this place, who knows what's going to happen. I wonder....
[He stands up from his seat and grabs his Blackberry. He giggles as he moves toward the swimming pool.]
I bet if I imagine this pool to be jello, it'll turn to jello. Not that I would swim in it.
[He closes his eyes and imagines clear jello. He slowly opens his eyes and puts his fingers to the surface. Nothing changed.]
Oh well, it was worth a shot.
comment: eddie riggs,
willy wonka,
plot: once upon a time