Cheese

((I have to go... i'll try to get back on later, ok?))

((Mkay. When do you think?))

((idk... just later... sorry!))

((fine. peace))

I crawled back through the window laughing. I leaned over where Dill is, or was, I'm really not sure what to use for that circumstance. "You okay?" I managed to choke between my laughter.

"Mrph!!!" I shouted. I seriously couldn't breath! I wanted to yell, "Grab my feet and pull!!!" But the ground around me didn't let very much sound go around... So instead I wiggled my feet around franticly, hoping that they would know what I meant.

I stopped laughing for long enough to yank on his feet, just to see if he would come out of the floor.

I nearly flew out of the ground, gasping for clean air.
"'BOUT TIME!" I yelled, sounding louder than I meant to sound. I looked to see who had pulled me out and saw that Cheesy finally had become visible again... and a big smear of red across his face.
"Oh crud. Did I do that?" I asked, pointing to my own nose. I wasn't glowing with happiness anymore, in fact I felt kind of sorry.

"Uh, yeah." I said, folding my arms against my chest. ((I gotta eat, I'll be back Soon though, I eat fast.))

((Cool, i'll be back on in a second too. Me hungry!!!))

"Sorry dude." I muttered, "You know me: can't stop playing with scissors until someone loses an eye..."

"What is that even supposed to mean?" I asked. What with scissors have to do with a bloody nose?

"It's a metaphor, dummy!" I sighed, "I thought you had the power of being really smart."

"Not with dumb metaphors like that!" I shouted. "I know stuff like pi to the millionth digit and that peanuts are used in dynamite!"

"Calm down smart fart!" I yelled. I spoke softer as I said, "Come on. Sit down and I'll get you a rag to wipe your face." I walked out of the room to the bathroom for a rag, having some minor trouble with my feet sinking again into the ground.

I sat down in shock. I wan't used to him behaving like this. He handed my the rag which I pressed against my nose til the bleeding stopped. "What's with you sinking into the ground?" I asked. It was kinda creepy to think that one second he could be standing by you, then the next you're standing on him.

"Don't know. What's with you turning invisible?" I asked, smiling. My skin glowed once again.

I shrugged. "Good point. That just wasn't something I was expecting to see you, or anyone, have. It was really sudden."
((Did you draw your cover picture?))

"I know right?" I said excitedly, "Though, I have to admit. This power is a lot more annoying than it seems..." I started leaning to one side until I fell down on the floor, my whole right leg stuck in the floor.
((I WISH I DREW THAT!!! But sadly it is not to be. I just wanted a picture of what I thought Markus looked like. I would draw him on my own, but I'm doing a commission for someone else right now and have no time to do so. Grr! Oh Well.))

"Try to get out on your own. You do have to be able to control it anyway." I laughed.
((Ah. I would draw some person, but I can't draw people soooo....))

I pushed myself up with my remaining leg and my arms, but my right arm shot through the ground. Soon, just my left side was showing through the ground.
"Ah." I sighed, "So it's the right side that is tricky..."
((I draw all the time. I'm even gonna start an online comic once I get the painting programs I want on my computer))

I started laughing. I kind of snorted. "Get yourself out Dill." I insisted.
((Wow. I can draw animals and stuff, especially cats, but they are all comic-y and not very good.))

"Alright, lets see..." I said under my breath, "One hand and one foot... I can work with this!"
I reached up for the arm of a nearby chair and started to raise myself from the ground, slowly getting my arm unstuck.
"Aw crud..." I grunted when I reached my newly free arm up to the arm of the chair and it just fell right through. I glanced down at my awkward pose "I look like a glowing drunk seal!"

I slow-clapped and laughed at the same time. "Do you want some help?" I asked, while still laughing.

"No. I want to stretch like this until I'm qualified to become a gymnast." I laughed sarcastically, "Yes! Come help me!"