Friday, May 11, 2007

wentz in wonderland chapter five
"wentz in wonderland"

chapter five: singing flowers and master hurley

pete raced after ryan still chasing him through the strange wonderland. he would probably be able to catch him if he hadn't been three inches tall. before he realized he had once again lost track of ryan. he continued on until he saw gigantic colorful shoots before him. "what now?" pete wondered outloud as he approached the once giant shoots. the shoots had now shrunk down to about the same size as pete and he realized that they were flowers.

"flowers" pete said outloud expecting no response but again he had yet to figure in the rules of wonderland. "yes, were flowers" a soft airy voice replied. pete looked to his right to see a violet talking to him. pete was only a bit surprised by the talking flowers and he guessed that maybe he was getting used the creatures of wonderland. "uh-hi" was all pete managed to say as he was unsure of what type of things one talks to flowers about.

"hello" the violet said cheerfully. when pete said nothing else the flower took it upon itself to talk more with him. "welcome to the garden" it said. "the garden?" peter wondered outloud. he scanned his surroundings and saw a bevy of flowers all surrounding him. "come on" the violet instructed "let's go in" it said as it wrapped it's leafy hand around his wrist and pulled him inside.

instantly all sorts of flowers had surrounded them. each flower had taken on an almost human like apperance. their leaves had changed into something like hands and their roots now makeshift feet. the flowers had made their way around him their eyes watching him.

"we should sing for him!" one flower suggested.

another nodded "yeah that's a good idea!".

"what should we sing about?" a daisy asked

"hmmm i got it what about if we sing about what kind of flower he is!" a lily annouced.

"yeah that's a great idea!" a few flowers in the back agreed.

the violet that stood next to pete turned to face him "so what kind of flower are you?" it asked.

pete wasn't sure what to say. the flowers had all decided things so fast and he still wasn't sure about anything. he didn't even know how the they mistaked him for a flower. he didn't have leaves or petals. pete decided to go the honest route and tell them that he wasn't a flower. "um funny thing. i'm actually not a flower." pete told the group.

the flowers gasped and began instantly chattering amoung themselves. "he's not a flower?" "then what the heck is he?" he heard them whisper. "maybe he's a weed!" one of the flowers yelled. causing instant terror in the other flowers. "a weed! that must be it! he's a weed!". the flowers yelled at him. "wait everyone will go see master about this" the violet next to pete said. it's words serving to calm down the other flowers. "yeah let's go see master!" the flowers agreed and before pete could say or do anything his arms were grabbed by two flowers and he was dragged away to see this 'master' of the flowers.

the group of flowers lead pete deep into the garden passing other flowers who looked on and whispered to their neighbors. eventually the flowers lead pete to a very leafy looking spot. the flowers holding pete stopped as did any others who had happened to follow the group. the violet that pete had first met stepped up to a huge leaf before bowing down slightly.

"master, we need your assistance" the violet called to the leaf. silence was heard for a few long moments before a sigh was heard "fine pull back the curtains" pete heard a oddly familar voice say. instantly two flowers jumped out and pulled back the leafs that made a makeshift chambers for the master of the flowers. the leaf curtains fell away and the infamous master stepped out for pete to see.

"andy!?!" pete cried as he saw what was once his friend and drummer. now andy wasn't a person but a rose with a human face. needless to say it was one of the scariest things pete had yet to see in wonderland. andy surveyed pete "how did you know my name?" he asked pete as he stood infront of him. what could pete say uh your only one of my oldest friends and not a flower! somehow he figured that it wouldn't work. "i guessed" pete muttered. andy gave him a skeptical look before looking at the flowers holding him.

"what is this about?" andy asked as he paced back and forth. "well master" the violet began "we thought this creature was a flower but he is not and we suspect him to be a weed" it told andy. andy's eyes widened at the word weed. "of course he is a weed! i mean look at him!" andy stated as he gingerly touched pete as if he were diseased ridden or something. "hey, i'm not a weed!" pete protested. "yeah right weeds always say that" andy told the captured pete. "throw him out of the garden!" andy cried. pete tried his best to protest but before he could do anything all the flowers rushed him and tossed him out on his butt out of their garden.

"like i wanted to be a gay flouncy flower anyway!" pete yelled back at them while he stood and dusted himself off. pete didn't really have an idea as to where to go yet. he stood thinking until he saw the smoke rising faintly in the distance. with no where to go pete decided to go in the direction of the smoke hoping that it lead to somewhere kinder then a bunch of mean spirited flowers.
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