Chapter 5 Suddenly, my mom called from downstairs. “DIANA! ANAKIN! BEDTIME!” “Coming!”, I shouted and sayed goodbye to Jellybean, then both me and Anakin ran back to the house. I came into my room just in time before my mom turned off the lights. When the lights are off, all the doors in the house are shut tightly automatically, from the outside AND the inside. Well, except for my mom and dad’s room. Their room is shut on the outside, but not the inside. (The light switch for our entire house is inside their room) This is so my mom can come downstairs and fix the house up very early in the morning if a visitor is going to come over that day. If you’re wondering, no, the light switch used for turning off and on the light in our entire house is NOT our only light switch. Every room has one, and it automatically turns on and off whenever someone walks in or walks out. After all the light is turned on by the light switch in the morning, it automatically turns off in every room that has nobody inside after five seconds. This is especially great on robbers planning to rob the house (though very rare since houses these days are incredibly secure.), since if they are caught still inside the house during lights-on, they will be really surprised and scared since it meand that we are already up. Most just run off immediately when that happens. I don’t like to be still out during lights off, not just because it’s dark in the house and really scary, but also because I wouldn’t be able to come inside my room, or in any room. The last time this happened to me was when I was about eight or nine. Anakin and I were playing downstairs in the living room when my mom screamed that it was bedtime. Anakin ran upstairs immediately to his room, but there was a big mess on the floor from our play session. We have a no-mess rule in our house, and if I leave right then, I’d be violating that rule big-time. So I quickly picked everything up and stashed them in the containers underneath a robo-chair, and sweeped the piles kinetic sand underneath the carpet, and mopped up the rest. By the time I was done cleaning and dashing upstairs, everything turned pitch black. I got really scared and started screaming, “Mom!” “Mom!” But my mom and dad’s room was tightly closed, and there was no way they could hear me. I closed my eyes and kept screaming, my voice echoing around the house. I dashed upstairs. I felt myself trip over some object, possibly one of the robo-servants’ charging devices. I fell hard on the floor. My knees throbbed in pain as I tried endlessly to knock on one of the doors, hoping that it was my parent’s bedroom door and they would open it. I must have fallen asleep sometime in the night, because I have no memory of what happened next until I woke up in the morning during lights-on. That’s why I don’t want to be outside my bedroom during lights-off. Four or five years after that incident, I’m still really scared of the dark, even though my parents insist I’m old enough to not be. Well, that’s enough for reflecting on old times gone by. I turned on the lights in my room and made myself some dinner with the food-printer. I got my laptop and tried to turn it on. Surprise, surprise. The laptop didn’t turn on. I sighed and sat down on my bed. What do I do now? I have nothing else in my bedroom. The thing-printer is downstairs in the kitchen, my laptop doesn’t work, and my food-printer is the worst food printer in the universe. I would not want to be trapped here. What if something happens to both of my parents in the night and they don’t turn the lights on for the whole house ever? I would die of boredom here, especially if my laptop never turns on. I got something different tonight. Mmm. Vegan fish and apple slices! This is nice, but it’s not one of my favorites. Everyday, the meals printed for me are customized based on my height, weight and food preferences, but if for example I give this printer input to print food for me that will make me grow taller than all of my friends, it will change my diet to both suit me and provide lots more nutrients for me. Sadly, I don’t know how to program food preferences into this printer yet, and my mom threw away the manual when I was younger thinking I wouldn’t need it anymore. I sent an email to the company years ago asking how, but they never responded. All the info on the internet that I tried failed miserably. When I get this printer fixed, I’d like to input for everything printed to be apple flavored. I don’t like eating apples as much as I like eating apple flavored food. I would happily live in this bedroom for the rest of my life as long as all the food I eat is apple flavored. I would even eat apple flavored burgers, and I hate burgers. I finally finish eating my food and lie down on my bed. I pull up the covers over me and relax myself. There’s a military trick to falling asleep quickly.
(continued) Get into a comfortable position. Relax your entire body. Get as comfortable as you can, and close your eyes. Clear your mind, and just stay like that until you drift off into sleep. Optionally, you could just crank up the brightness of your device and stare at it standing up until your eyes get tired and your feet get weary, then lie down, close your eyes, and go to sleep. You could also have an electric fan blow wind at your eyes until you drift off. I turn my head underneath my pillow, then turn it to feel the cold side. Very cold. Almost like an iceberg.. Chapter 6 I am explaining something to Anakin, like normal. Then, all of a sudden, he picks up a book and says "read to me". We are interrupted by the floor suddenly turning into a hole, and, as we fall, evil laughter fills the air. I wake up shivering. Phew! It was just a dream. A very horrible one. I try getting on the internet to distract myself, but nothing can turn on. Anakin is going to be in serious trouble if he is to blame! I hear the door quietly opening and see a blue oversized hamster with moth wings entering my personal space. I sigh. "What now?" I ask. Captain Cutie and miss Jellybean are also in the hallway staring at me. This is uncomfortable. Cutie says "meet sir Banana, our master of removing distractions." "What distractions?" I ask. "Like those loud chameleon plates" replies sir Banana Now I'm even more confused. What's chameleon? "Don't think much about that, darlin', that's not as important as everything else" smiles miss Jellybean "follow our lead, we will show you something. But it's a bit scary, so promise to keep calm." I just nodd my head and follow the crew to the basement. "I think we found signs of captain Night spreading evil in your world. " - whispers miss Jellybean, looking horrified. "Wha-what are we gggoing to do about it?" - asks Banana. "First, Diana will have to know how all the pawy rangers look so she can recognize us. Look here." Cutie opens the book on one of the last pages. On top of the page, it says "chapter 23: one done, how many to go?" I see a picture of captain Cutie jamming his paw and miss Jellybean's paw together while jumping. Sir Banana is striking a pose and many other animals are looking proud next to them. Jellybean gently puts her claw at an image of rabbit with long violet hair wearing a tutu. The rabbit is blushing, but happily looking forward, with one paw up. "This is Bubbly, our medicine bunny." - says miss. - "She is very smart, kind and cute. Everyone loves her, except her grandpa. He says girls are terrible and herbs are stupid.". "Sadly" - an unfamiliar voice entered our conversation. I looked at the direction it was coming from. It was a violet bunny... Wearing a dirty tutu... With scratches on her paws.
