Ack, I've fallen behind. I bring a drabble for the Crossovers challenge, and I'll get right on the others, the moment this vicious thing called life gets off my back.
Title: The Other White Universe [for the challenge “crossovers”]
Word Count: 135
“Uh, Marco? Care to tell me where we are?”
“Yeah. We’re somewhere that looks strange. It wouldn’t be the first time. But don’t worry! This happens all the time in Playstation, Jake, my man.”
< So what do we do? >
“Exactly what I’m doing now.”
“… Punching random keys?”
“Yeah, so? It always worked in Frogger, or maybe that was just my superior elite skills and -“
< Marco, there’s a message transmission notice flashing. >
“Where?”
< Under your elbow. >
“Oh, right. Thanks, Bird Boy.”
“Marco, do you have the translator on?”
“Jake, I’m not that irresponsible. Okay, here we go.”
…..
“Greetings, starship Rachel! My name is Voot Veejang, and you have come to the place where all the ballpoint pens go when you aren’t paying attention to them! Do you all have your towels?”
“What the hell?”