Action Post and Blog - Wishes Gone Wrong
He was sure he'd been dreaming. When one wakes up to go to the bathroom, everything in sight being in their same basic shape but instead of being wood or glass instead looks like a mosaic of different types of pasta, it isn't rally what one would say is normal. So Feliciano rubbed his eyes, blinked several times and when nothing had changed attempted to get out of bed and walk to the door to use the bathroom anyways.
The floor was spaghetti though. What if this wasn't a dream and his room had been covered in pasta? Then he'd slip on his pasta covered floor. That wouldn't be good.
But he really really had to pee.
Taking the plunge he touched his toe to the floor and was relieved when it didn't feel like noodley goodness but the same fuzzy feel of his normal carpeting. More than a little confused he shuffled his way across the floor, squinting at everything. Pausing again before he took the squiggly looking mass that was his door knob (still with the cold bite of metal) he slipped into the hall... which also looked like pasta had exploded and the objects had morphed into his favorite food.
Maybe it was a dream then?
His hesitation continued as he made his way down the hall to the bathroom he preferred (mostly because of the cute color scheme and better water pressure)). Everything in there was pasta-y as well. More than a little scared now he did his business and ran back to his room to dive under his blankets (that now looks like giant sheets of lasagna) to hide until his stomach told him to venture out again.
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Everything looks like pasta... I-I don't know why. Did someone do something to the mansion? Fratello the stairs look like lasagna and the banisters look like a bcatini. I don't wanna leave... my bedpost are penne rigate.
Did I go to bed really hungry?
I'm kind of scared to leave my bed.
The floor was spaghetti though. What if this wasn't a dream and his room had been covered in pasta? Then he'd slip on his pasta covered floor. That wouldn't be good.
But he really really had to pee.
Taking the plunge he touched his toe to the floor and was relieved when it didn't feel like noodley goodness but the same fuzzy feel of his normal carpeting. More than a little confused he shuffled his way across the floor, squinting at everything. Pausing again before he took the squiggly looking mass that was his door knob (still with the cold bite of metal) he slipped into the hall... which also looked like pasta had exploded and the objects had morphed into his favorite food.
Maybe it was a dream then?
His hesitation continued as he made his way down the hall to the bathroom he preferred (mostly because of the cute color scheme and better water pressure)). Everything in there was pasta-y as well. More than a little scared now he did his business and ran back to his room to dive under his blankets (that now looks like giant sheets of lasagna) to hide until his stomach told him to venture out again.
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Everything looks like pasta... I-I don't know why. Did someone do something to the mansion? Fratello the stairs look like lasagna and the banisters look like a bcatini. I don't wanna leave... my bedpost are penne rigate.
Did I go to bed really hungry?
I'm kind of scared to leave my bed.