Write A Story Together

Elaria took a deep breath. "Alright. Alright."

"Yeah, it's okay. Now, can we go watch some TV NOW?"

"Fine. But only if you let me train. My powers are rusty..."

"They don't seem that rusty to me....maybe. How about you change back into your clothes, now?" He said, because she was still in her bikini.

"Right," Elaria said, going to the bathroom.

"Hurry up." he said. Elaria soon came out in her clothes. Wes led her downstairs to the living room, and set her down on the couch.

"Um, what am I supposed to do?" Elaria asked, puzzled. She stared at the foreign object, by the name of TV.

"Heh, I'll turn it on." Wes found the remote control, and turned on the TV. The TV turned on to a show about real-life arrests. A cop was arresting a criminal, and had to slam him against the hood of the car.

"That's someone getting arrested. What do you think, Elaria?"

"That's... not like us. We're usually taken to the desert city, where there's a slave auction. I was sold to a family in Ashe that helped me escape..."

"Yeah, we used to have slaves, but that's been against the law for a very long time. There's worse punishments then that. I have some videos of movies with things like that, but I don't think you could handle that."

Elaria shook her head. "I don't think so."

"We could. I mean, it's not horrible. I can go get one. My dad likes stuff like that, stuff like crimnals getting punished. He has video recordings of some stuff. Let's watch."

Elaria shrugged. "Whatever you want to do..."

Wes got a video and popped it into the VCR. It started. It showed somone getting elctocrouted. He heard a thump, and noticed that Elaria had passed out onto the floor from the shock of seeing such things. He picked her up, andd sat her on the couch. He felt a semi-large bump on her head from falling onto the wood floor.

"Oh, my head," Elaria said, while clutching her head. "Oh, Daime."

"Are you okay, Elaria? You hit your head pretty hard." Elaria didn't answer at first. She just looked at Wes, or, actually, the three Wes's that she was seeing.

"Oh, now I'm seeing double!" Elaria said. "I'm not okay!"

"You have a small bump on your head. How many fingers am I holding up?" Wes said, holding up three fingers.

"Oh, I have no idea..."

"How many are you seeing? Woah! Hey!" Elaria's eyes rolled back and she fell over again.

"Oh, gosh, I feel terrible."

"Yeah, probably. Maybe you should get some rest. Come on." Wes picked Elaria up and carried her up to the closet.

"Right, thanks," Elaria said, as she lay down.

"If you wake up, just stay down there. There's some twinkies and stuff, so if you get hungry, eat those."

"Um, okay..." Elaria said, unsure of herself.