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Fantasy Only a Dream Away

crumbelivable

formerly pokemariofan64
When a ordinary guy is put into a coma by an accident, his mind is transported into a version of himself in another world.
 
(this part is in real life)


Joe was in his car, driving to the field out there near the old high school. He was super excited to begin shooting his new film, Marko's Great Adventure. as he pulled into the road leading to it, he stopped. His good pal Marty was there running to him. But Marty appeared to be saying something, he was just to far awa-


SMASH!!!!
 
"Wakey wakey sleepy head!" Fumiko crouched over a strange mans body poking him repeatedly on the nose. "Hmm? Are you dead?!" Plopping down on the ground next to him she began digging through his pockets, looking for some sort of identity or money. She was hungry yet again, she was in the mood for sushi, or maybe just the guy that made it. "Drat, nothing!" Frowning Fumiko got up to leave, but then her eyes darted to the strangers shoes. "Hah thought you could trick me huh dead guy! All the smart people keep their cash in their shoe!" Quickly she grab for his shoe and started pulling.
 
"Eek" Fumiko let out a tiny squeal and quickly let his foot fall lifelessly to the ground. "Sheesh i thought you were dead! You know you shouldn't go around tricking people, that isn't nice!" Kicking at his foot she circled around his body stopping at his head. "Why are you sleeping out here of all places, you know you're just asking to be robbed." Grinning mischievously she bent down and propped his head up. "Hey are you listening to me?!"
 
"You think?! Oh great another drunkard, why do I keep finding them?" She knelt down and leaned over Marko's shoulder to get a good look at his face. "Hmm you don't look drunk..." Getting uncomfortably close she sniffed his breath. "Hmm nope you haven't been drinking either... So what the matter? How can a grown not know his own name?" Shouting she stands up and starts to pace. "Gasp!" Stopping she points dramatically at him. "You're a victim of a brain snatching! I knew it was real, fan fiction books are never wrong!" Crossing her arms she glares at Marko.
 
"What are you talking abou-" Marko began to say, but he locked around and realized this was not his hometown.
 
"Hmm? What? I was only joking..." Her words trailed off and she started looking around confused. "What are you looking at. There's no one here but us." Walking over she offered him a hand. "And don't worry I don't bite. . . much!"
 
Looking at him with confusion Fumiko slowly released his hand. "I was only joking about the brain snatchers, but maybe its for real. . ." Turning away and clearing her throat she threw her hands wildly in the air. "This is the land of Kensondia! Land of the some what free home of the stupid" Laughing she looked over at Marko, a puzzled look still on his face. "Come on now, you aren't serious are you?"
 
Marko looked around. they were surrounded by mountains, and not too far away was a town. "Wait, i know this place..."
 
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"Good, I knew you weren't crazy." She looked out upon the road that lead to the city. "This is home after all." Motioning for him to follow she started to walk slowly down the road. "I'll get you something to eat in town, you don't look so well."
 
"So. . . " She turned to face Marko and started walking backwards, a bit unsure what to say. "Y-You don't remember how you got there? And why do you still look so confused?" Squinting her eyes she looked him over. "You aren't hurt anywhere are you?"
 
"No" he replied, "and all I remember is you waking me up and a few faint memories of a couple of thing I don't understand"
 
"Well maybe a spicy tuna roll~" As she said that her mind flooded with thoughts of Soba, she even started to drool a little. "Maybe you should rest some more too." she turned gracefully on the ball of her foot a grab him by the shirt and drug him to quicken his pace.
 
"Taking you to Soba. . . I mean the food!" She laughed nervously and quickly let go of his shirt. "I huh just thought we'd get there quicker if I pulled you." She looked over her shoulder. "You are walking kind of slowly you know. Stop worrying about it, if it was something important you forgot it'll come back to yo. . ." Before she could finish she was falling tripping over her own feet, she landed hard on the dirt covered road.
 
"Ouch." Fumiko moaned as she pushed herself from the ground. "I'm okay, just a scratch." Motioning for him to keep walking, she dusted herself off.
 
"Yup, unless you had some other place in mine." She was half paying attention at that moment she was too concerned with her clothes, above all things, Fumiko hated being dirty. As she dusted herself clean the ornaments in her hair started to shake and a golden colored dust started to spill from their mouths. Within seconds Fumiko was once again spotless.
 

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