Is That Who I Think It Is?
#10 of Short Stories
I'm getting tired. My roommate's been at the biochemical facility for almost a few weeks now. Back then, somehow got a vat of nuclear waste on him. He was sent away to make sure that nothing bad happened to him. I'm sure nothing did. I pace our room, hoping to see him soon.
After an hour of pacing, and gnawing my fingers, my roommate comes through the door. "Hey Zack!" he says. He's a brown wolf. And before you ask, we're not gay. Just because we've been best buds for years doesn't mean we're gay.
"Chip! What's up?" I ask. Oh yeah. I'm a blue fox.
"I'm clean! They found nothing wrong with me."
"That's great."
"Yeah. As long as I go to the hospital every once in a while to make sure everything's ok."
"Well, it's good to see you, man," I hug him.
"It's good to see you too." he hugs back. It holds for a few seconds, then I notice something strange. His fur starts to turn a neon green.
"Uh, Chip?"
"What?"
"Is green fur normal?"
"What?!" he sounds surprised. Before I can answer, there's a huge gust of wind. I grip onto Chip.
"What's happening?" I ask.
"I don't know." he says. I close my eyes and tightened my hug on him. When I open my eyes, we're not in our dorm. We're in some kind of forest.
"Chip?"
"Yeah?"
"Did that waste somehow give you transportation abilities?"
"I don't know." I look around. In the distance, I see something. Targets. What could those be doing here in the middle of who-knows-where? I start to walk closer to them. "Zack? What're you doing? Zack!" I ignore him. I need to know where we are. I see some sort of purple tent off to the side. At least I think that's what it is. Chip follows me close behind.
I get close to the tent to see what's going on. I see an orange Vixen and a yellow lion sitting down. I tap on the Vixen's shoulder. "Hello." she says. Wait a minute. Is that an English accent I hear in there? Me and Chip have to blend in.
Using my best, but believable English accent, I ask, "Hi, uh, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Where are we, exactly?"
"Nottingham. Why?" Oh shit! I know that name anywhere!
"Ok. Sorry to waste your time. Bye." I hurriedly say. I grab Chip by the elbow and drag him away a few feet. Returning to my normal American accent, I say, "Dude, do you realize where we are?"
"Scotland?" he asks.
"Not even close. We're in 12th century England. I think we time traveled!" I say a little too loud.
"How?!"
"The nuclear waste. It didn't give you transportation abilities."
"Oh." He pins his ear down.
"It gave you transportation and time traveling abilities!"
"How do we get back?"
"I don't know!" That's when I hear familiar lines.
"I now crown you the winner. Or should I say... the loser." Rip! I look over and see that the lion has ripped some kind of clothes with a sword, revealing another fox. Wait! Is that who I think it is.
"Robin Hood." Chip whispers.
"Seize him." I hear the words and I know what happens next.
"No!!!" I yell. Suddenly, attention turns to me. Before I think, I run towards him before I know he was going to be tied up and executed. I grab Robin's arm before he got captured. He takes the hint and starts running with me.
"Who are you?" he asks.
"No time for questions. Just run!" I yell. Chip isn't too far behind. We make a break for the forest. He catches up quickly.
"Zack!" Chip yells.
"What?"
"My fur's glowing again." I turn to see his fur is changing to green again.
"On no you don't." I let go of Robin, change direction and tackle down Chip. The large gust of wind happens and we fall through the ground.
To Be Continued...