Write A Story Together

Wes gave Elaria a quick smile and closed the trapdoor. He then left the room, and headed for his sister's old room. He went into her closet and got out some clothes. He got out a brown shirt and a green shirt, and a pair of denim shorts.

"I hope these fit her," he thought to himself.

Elaria blinked, and looked out the window. It was night. She leaped off the bed, exploring the house. She came to a particularly ornate door, and stepped inside.

Wes came back into the room, only to find Elaria in front of him.

"Hey! I thought I told you to stay in the closet!"

Elaria blankly stared back at him.

"Elaria?"

Wes waved his hand in front of her face. She didn't move. She just stared a head, blankly.

"She must be sleep-walking." He said.

Elaria woke up the next morning, dizzy. She pulled herself off of the bed, and brushed her tattered skirt.

(is she still dreaming? that last part that you did about the ornate door seemed like a dream)

(Nah, she's not dreaming)

(Okay, just wanted to make sure!)


Wes woke up at 8:00, two hours after his parents had left. His mom and dad had said they'd both be at work late today. He got out of his bed and headed for the closet. He opened the closet door, and stepped inside. He opened the trapdoor to find Elaria awake. She was eating some of the twinkies, and her eyes looked really big.

"Um, good morning."

Elaria blinked. Then burst out laughing. "Oh my gosh! These things taste so good!" she exclaimed.

Wes saw about fifteen empty wrappers from the twinkies.

"Um, how 'bout you lay off of those for a while?"

"NO!" Elaria said, pouting, holding the twinkies to her chest.

Wes tried to grab the twinkies from the sugar-high Elaria. She resisted, but he finally got them. She actually started crying like some three-year old. "Must be from all the sugar..." thought Wes.

"Oh gosh!" Elaria yelled, as she snapped out of her stupor. "I was... crazy..."

"Yeah, you kinda were. Do you want another one?" Wes said, kidding. But Elaria didn't realize that he was kidding. She grabbed the twinkies from him and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Woah! Hey!" Wes said.

"Yum... yum..."

"Gah! Elaria? I don't think you're supposed to eat twenty(that's how many he had in his hand)twinkies at one time...." Wes said.

:Um... right," Elaria said, grinning sheepishly.

(I just had an idea...I think I'm going to do it....)
Elaria had a small dab of the cream stuffing that was inside of the twinkie near the corner of her mouth. Wes gave a small chuckle, and leaned in to wipe it off her. He leaned in, but when he got closer, he looked Elaria in the eyes, and he kisssed her. She looked utterly shocked.

(Could you tell me what twinkies... are? I have no idea!)
Elaria's eyes widened at the shock of being kissed. She was speechless. "Um... ah..." she said, a blush arising onto her cheeks.

(you don't?! That's a bit weird. they're this small, sponge cake, with vanilla cream-filling. I don't like them myself, I just thought that twinkies would be the best thing. by the way, do you have any villians you've made for your story with Elaria? I was thinking that maybe we could have them have gotten transported there too)

Wes blushed a bit too.

"I-I'm sorry." he said.

(Yeah, I've got heaps of villains! I've got... Daimya, and Taye, and a few others.)

"Um.. that's alright..." Elaria stuttered.

(which one do you think would be best? I was thinking that they could attack Elaria, and Wes will try to save her, or even vice-versa.)

They sat there in silence. Wes looked away, but then finally looked into her eyes. He was captivated by them. He leaned in again, and kissed her again. Except this time, he pulled her into a hug/kiss, and held her, kissing her.

(I think Taye would be the best, because he's been after Elaria)

(guy or girl? what kind of powers do they have?)

(You can choose if you want it to be a guy or a girl. The name suits any. Taye can time travel, and has power over all the elements)

(cool, it could be a guy. would it be okay if he say, was a villian, but kind of liked Elaria? I like twists like that.)