Tangent Adventure One: Flight the Third

            Today I'm just going to jump straight into my Tangent Adventure. There's nothing of note to be said today in terms of real life. Now where did I leave off... ah!
            "Farneer?" I repeated. "Like far... near? Is that an alias?"
"No." The round, tiny (About up to my knees height-wise.)old man said, nodding yes gleefully. Yay, another weirdo. "...'Kay..." Behind me Dave yawned. "She's going to need more to go with than that, Professor F." For once I agreed with him. "What's going on?" I asked. "What are you? Heck, what is he?" I pointed to Darwin. He smirked. "You know what a changeling is, don't you?"
"I have a vague idea." I replied uncertainly.
"It is exactly and nothing like that." He looked impressed with himself, the twit. Before I could wrap my mind around that Professor Farneer launched straight into what Dave had been babbling about last night.
"The fabric of Time and Space is in danger." I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes. "What? And only I can stop it?"
"You're familiar with Boredom Monsters are you not?"
"Wh-Those little demons?! They're that big a deal?"
"Well, they're part of it. A small part, yes. But it shows a link to you."
"What are the bigger parts then?"
"Oh you're going to love this." Darwin said, smirking. "Things that shouldn't exist but do. Sentient black blobs that float around and hum and absorb light. Humanoid crystalline beings that can disintegrate people on contact..." I grimaced. "Plus there's this stuff." He held up a vial of blue bubbly jelly. "We don't know what it is, but it's spreads like a mold and weakens reality and tampers with the passage of time in large amounts. This is the same glass as those lenses by the way." I nodded slowly. "And I able to help because..." 
"Lily, you live in a house that now has at least four different characters you can only see out of the corner of your eye, an Amphiblagon in your crawl space, and long before that two mummies hid in your closet and you befriended a flying goblin. Suffice it to say, your life is a bit weird." I nodded slowly. "Touche..."
"Don't you think that might be a bit... significant?"
"I don't follow..."
"Gosh she's dim!" Dave exclaimed. "You're a bit like him, skinny, and that's what we need!"
I had had enough. "Oh, buzz off, freakazoid!" I snarled, storming past the Professor and out the door I assumed was an exit...
And suddenly found myself plummeting down a fifty foot drop.
Karma's a twat.
"AIEEEE!"
To be continued...
I should start planning these. I really should. See you tomorrow,

T.Y.G.E.R.

Tangent Adventure One: Flight the Second

Copper, Angel, and I from Lost Rabbit

            This is what I did today! A slightly less crap drawing that led me to experiment further with layers and blurs. It isn't that detailed but I think it's nice. I really like my tablet.
I am also continuing the little story I started. The little tidbits are going to be called 'Flights.' I had a vague idea of how I was going to continue this. It's gone now, oh well. Let's see what happens...

            The first thing I was aware of was sunlight, and for a moment or two I successfully entertained the idea that the ordeal had all been a dream. But unfamiliar voices and the musty smell of old carpet and other fabrics brought me slowly into the waking world, and I was gradually getting more and more alarmed. I make a sound as I sat up and looked around the treehouse that seemed to be made almost exclusively from junk. The windows were plastic instead of glass, the ceiling was a blue cover for something-probably a large car-and the floor was all different sorts of wood and plastic and stone all jammed together like a puzzle. I was lying on a nestlike bed of carpet, woven mats, and raggedy sheets with my robe draped over me like a blanket. I put it on and made my way tentatively to the curtained 'door' into the next room, and without warning it was swept to the side, and I was suddenly face to face with a very groggy Dave. I became angry very fast. He didn't seem to notice. "Oh... you're awake..." I scowled. "You!" I screeched dramatically. "You-kidnapped-me!" He looked up at the ceiling in a I-really-don't-need-this-right-now sort of way, which did nothing but make me angrier. "You knocked me out and kidnapped me!"
"Are we done stating the obvious?" He asked in exasperation. I ignored him. "I still have the bite mark! It still hurts! You..." I struggled to find a non-profantic derogatory scathing enough, failed and trudged on. "Who the heck do you think you are? We had an arrangement! Don't bother me, I don't bother you. We agreed. And what were you on about 'Time and Space?' Do I look stupid?"
"Yes." He replied with a poker-straight face. I think I inhaled most of the atmosphere at that.
"You worm!" I spat furiously. He stiffened. I had actually said something properly offensive. Go me. "T-take me home. Now." I said shakily. I suppose we made a silly picture, a small angry little girl who looked like she just rolled out of bed yelling at a ginormous lizard who actually looked pretty miffed at me right about now. We glared at each other for a second, before he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and dragged me into the den. "Darwin! Deal with her-now!" Later I didn't blame him one bit. He was at that level of tiredness about the same as one that had been up until five in the morning, and he was being more civil than I would've been if a teenager had started screaming at me and calling me names. But this was now, and later was a couple of hours from then. Now I hated his guts.
            I found myself face to face with a boy who seemed an odd mixture of Peter Pan, Tarzan, and the scientist from Journey to the Center of the Earth. He was wearing fairly dirty homemade clothes, and the bluest eyes ever and curly brown hair. He looked a little like my dad. Wait... no...
"Hey there, little sister."
"Monkey Boy?!" I shouted-screamed it, really. My Dad's tall tale, the one stupid running joke that he'd teased me with my whole childhood had a shred of truth to it? The one thing I solidly didn't believe was in the woods, even after Dave had snatched me up all those years ago and gave me the whole don't-bother-me-or-I'll-eat-you speech. He looked nowhere near as scary as I'd pictured him. Jeebus. He looked pained, and said he'd never thought he'd hear anyone call him that again. Dave burst out laughing. I frowned. "Wait... you're not old..." I said suspiciously. "You look about my age..."
"Well my dear, that's where Mythosfarieantology comes in," Said a third, older voice. "And a little of the study of Timespace Realitivity." I looked around wildly. "Oh what now?!" I moaned. Darwin rolled his eyes and pulled out a pair of weird, circular glasses with teal-colored glasses. "Here, I forgot your eyes haven't adjusted yet. You can keep those, we've got plenty." I examined them skeptically. "Put them on!" Ever curious, I did. They behaved normally at first, making everything look all green, but then everything felt all tingly and for a minute or two there was nothing but white, then everything went clear. Not just normal colors but like the first time I put on glasses. But sharper, better. "Whoa." I blinked. "Who in the worlds are you?"
"That's my teacher, Lily." Darwin said loftily. "Professor Farneer."
Okay, things are becoming clearer... not really. More will be elaborated on tomorrow, as well as what the l Mythosfarieantology is and why I couldn't see Prof. Farneer without special glasses. To be continued... tomorrow.
And there's Flight the Second of I'm Bored So I'm Off to Save the World. Otherwise known as Tangent Adventure One. More soon,

T.Y.G.E.R.

Tangent Adventure 1: Flight the First

            Don't you hate it when a day goes by and you realize you have done nothing productive. Well, you straightened out your disaster of a closet, and did what your parents asked. But other than that-nada. Sigh, I almost wish Dave would act up again, just to break the boredom... But no more spiders. Spiders are off limits. Especially those of the large, tarantula-like variety. I do not need that kind of stuff in my life. 
I should be careful what I wish for.
And no sooner had I said that than the giant newt himself materialized in my doorway, nearly putting me into cardiac arrest, the jerkface. Me and my big mouth. 
And here is the start of my first great (tangent) adventure!
             I don't know what was more terrifying, the sudden, intimidating sight he was, the thought of my parent's reactions to his intrusion, or the fact that from what I could read from his weird reptilian face, he seemed scared. He didn't even laugh when I tumbled off my chair with my hands pressed over my mouth to mute my startled shriek.
It must be serious.
Unfortunately I was much too ticked at him for the last two astute observations of mine to register, and I am afraid I was quite rude.
"What-the-Hades you fff-freaky fish thing!" I hissed, throwing my two pillows at him and nearly my plushie TARDIS at him before I realized that I actually cared if he tore that into teddy bear stuffing or not. "What are you doing up here? What if my parents see you? What if-" I let out another frightened shriek as he took a step closer. I backpedaled into my bed, just as something started to bang on my window really hard.
     Dave blinked hard, trying to see past the glare of my bedside lamp. "Skinnybones?" He said, though it sounded more like 'Shkinthybohnthsh.' That's what he calls me by the way. Creep. I stood very still, glaring. "What do want?"
"Pack your things. You're going on a trip." He threw me my bath robe. So I was going Arthur Dent style-y was I? Okay then, just let me get my towel... "Buzz off, muck-breath." I snapped. "You're not supposed to be here." I was pushing my luck, I could tell. I flinched as whatever it was rapped on the window again. He growled quietly. "Skins, if you knew what was at stake you'd trust me." I smirked. "What's at stake then, pond-scum." (If you think I'm being harsh, just remember we've been a thorn in each other's side for most of my life, and he was a bit like the two mummy's that used to hang out in my closet. Except he hasn't vacated the premises yet.) I thought fast. Okay, first I'll throw the bathrobe in his face...
"The entirety of Space and Time."
I burst out laughing and didn't stop until the window behind me shattered and Dave whisked out of it-carrying me with him."Daaave! Ow! You bit me! You just bi-ugh..." Did you know Amphiblagons had knock-out type venom? I didn't. I slumped over in mid-squirm, one arm in my robe sleeve, and out like a light. Not exactly how you'd picture someone going off to save Time and Space. If Dave was telling the truth and had not just finally had enough of me...
So will I save Time and Space? Will Dave tell me what's going on? Will he eat me? All questions will be answered tomorrow, same place, roughly the same time. Maybe. Stay tuned...
To be continued. This is going to be a thing I do, a little episode-story-thing as I go. I think it might be fun. You can tell me what you think. Please?

T.Y.G.E.R.