YWS-1

Sabradran and I begin randomly dueling with lightsabers in the storybook deck.

Dusky, who has been deeply involved in writing The Bearer and oblivious to everyone and everything, finally decides to take a break and walk around to see what has been going on.

She hums happily to herself as she goes out into the hall and then jumps back against the wall as she looks out a window. "HOLY HECK, WE'RE IN OUTER SPACE!!!"

Dusky runs off to find Nate and make sure he is aware of this fact.

I let out a blood-curdling scream. "Ah, much better." I say as the frog that had been in my throat hops away.

Dusky resists the urge to pick up the frog and add it to her frog army as she continues her search for Nate.

Turning the corner, she finds a small group of members gathered in a circle playing concentration. Blinking at first at thier lack of concern for the fact that they are in outer space, she shrugs and joins in.

I walk out my room an look about, space is not as great as it made out to be i ponder on this then i relize i walked out the door i quickly take a deep breath in, an go back in an fall down almost dying.

I wake up too see someone messed with the Wallpaper Generator.

Dusky looks up and realizes that thier game of concentration is responsible for the change in the wall-paper as she sees the wallpaper change according to the word to blurts out as her turn passes.

"you are finally ready young grasshopper." the hologram of Nate's head tells me.
"Cool!" I am instantly transported to the YWS space ship, where I have been begging to go for weeks.
"By the way there's a air tax..." Nate's voice faids away.
I hate now air taxes.

*Gasps* "Dusky has a frog army?"

I have a look around the lounge and see no one.

"Where is everybody?" I ask.

"Come on, Alice!" someone shouts behind me.

I turn around and see a strange boy with silver Moonboots. He laughs and runs off.

"Wait a minute.. You're not real! I made you up!" I shout and run after him.

Being partly disappointed in Teo for not wetting himself; I walk on, hands in pockets, head down annoyed.

I stop, staring at the crowd of people. My mouth opens, they stop and turn to see what I am about to say. The tension starts to grow, they lean in ready to listen when suddenly I let out a long burp. I turn round and start walking again.

Chevy wakes up from a long nights rest and looks out the window. All she can see is Stars and starts singing Stars by Switchfoot. After she realizes that this is not the normal view outside of her Oxford, Georgia bedroom window, she realizes that she's...outerspace! "OmyGOSH, I'm allergic to outerspace!" Chevy hollers, and pukes on the "floor" but there's no gravity so...

Immediately disgusted by her own actions, Chevy leaves the small bedroom and acts like she didn't do it and runs off to find someone who might be able to help.

I am not sure if I have met Chevey before so for me it was like the first time. She suddenly ran up to me and yelled frantically, "I my gosh, we're in outer space! I am allergic! Howed I get here?"

"Calm down," I said, "Didn't you complete your training?"
"What training?"
"You didn't train!" I was mad, I had spent months training and she didn't have any. Maybe I had training because I have a sneaking suspicion most people here don't like me, and I maybe I was right.
Suddenly Chevy sneezed in my face and ran down the hall yelling, "I am allergic!"
I watched her go bitterly. "Don't forget to pay for air!" I yelled.

Wait a sec. Allergic to SPACE? That doesn't make sense...

And I, meanwhile, just kind of stand around and eat some cheese I found. Somewhere...

Whereupon Dusky realizes that there is a large chunk of the moon missing as they fly past it.

"Um, guys..." She looks around at her fellow mods and members. "Is the moon made of cheese?"

"duh! Of coarse it is made of cheese!" I respond, "But don't take any the man on the moon and his cow Will get mad if you do."
Duskglimmer probably did not have training either I thought angrily.

I look about being nosy, when i notice a 13 centraury broad sword.