So there I was, sitting there and minding when own business, making plans to attended Momo Con when suddenly there was a flash of purple light, and flying purple dust bunnies with bright orange antenna suddenly appeared before me! Two of them snatched my plans with a wicked laugh, while the remaining five glared evilly at me and began to chant "No convention for you!" while spinning around. Faster and faster they spun, until they were nothing more then purple-and-orange blurs circling me. Then everything went black.

When I awoke, everything seemed... oddly large. One of the dust bunnies appeared next to me, easily the size of a truck now. Cackling, it spoke, saying that "by sweeping their brethren from their haven and casting them into the Bag of Vanishing I had brought their wrath upon myself and was doomed to fail in obtaining tickets for a plane and the convention that I so dearly wished to attend." But all was not lost, it went on to say. If in the time span of three days I could cross the Cavern of Many Items, walk the length of the Hall of Different choices, ascend the Steppes of Dust, traverse the Plain of Large Felines and, finally, climb the Desperate Elevated Space of Komputers, I would be returned to normal size with plane tickets to Georgia and a badge for Momo Con upon typing out the phrase Still Alive on the Board of Keys before sundown on the third day.

It was a perilous journey to say the least. Everything in the house looked completely different when I was half an inch tall, and I was almost swept up, stepped upon, crushed, and hunted by a cat more times then I can count. But by noon of the third day I had reached the base of the D.E.S.K. Unfortunately, there was no obvious way to get up it, and it took most of the afternoon just to figure how to ascend it. By the time I had reached the top of the desk and approached the Board of Keys, it was almost sundown. Steadily, jumping from key to key, I spelled out the phrase. "S.... T.... I.... L.... L.... A.... L.... I.... V..."

Fate was obviously not on my side, however. That or those damn dust bunnies with no sense of color coordination had cheat codes that caused the sun to sink faster. Because before I could jump to the E, the sun sank and my time was up.

Of course, I returned to normal size (though my keyboard was none to happy about it) but I had not been successful in completing the phrase. I tried calling and inquiring about plane tickets, but oddly enough, every place I called was fully book for every plane headed to Georgia for the next six months.

Darn. Well, it was probably just a coincidence...

(Female Tee, plzkthnx. :3 Hope I made ya laugh!)