A Testing Journal [action]

[soldierofhalla]

[Bobby realized several things at once and none of them were good. 1. He was no longer in the Taj Mahal, he knew he hadn't left it or anything yet, after all he'd only just finished writing his last journal...ever. Press was supposed to come to collect him soon to say goodbyes, so he had no desire to leave. But, here he was

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/clearly needs a life orz

[eats_carrots]

[Mark blinked in confusion as he took in the Golden Archway himself, pushing his glasses up gently.]

W-What...? [He frowns, shifting on his feet, completely unsure. Was he...on another territory? But he hadn't even been near a flume! Besides, he promised not to use the flumes again, after what happened with Eelong.

He sighed, biting his lower lip, his gaze flickering across the area. It was then that he spotted a figure, and not just any figure. He recognized it almost immediately. It was Bobby.]

Bobby!?

[eats_carrots]

[Mark just stared a the drink, a little unsure about tasting it. But he had wanted to for so long, so he mustered up the courage and took a sip.

It was just as Bobby described. When the sour flavor began, he almost spit the drink out. But he held tight, closing his eyes, waiting for the sweet to---

Oh there it was. About time. He was able to swallow finally, then glanced back to Bobby with a rather sheepish grin.]

T-That was good.

[soldierofhalla]

[He wondered if he'd puckered up that much at first tasting Sniggers. Still, there was no denying that was the correct response.]

Yeah, it's a pretty acquired taste. I don't see you switching away from Mountain Dew any time soon.

[idea]

Speaking of which. I wish I had a large Mountain Dew.

[The wish didn't work as well as the last time he'd done this. Instead of the green drink he got a cup filled with a clear liquid which looked like water...or a cup filled with dew from a mountain.]

Huh. That must be what they meant when they said sometimes it's taken literally.

[eats_carrots]

[Mark nodded, his eyes flickering to the Sniggers in his hand as a very small smirk came to his face as he shrugged.]

I....think I'll stick to The Dew.

[Of course, he perked up slightly when Bobby wished for it, curious of the outcome. And to literally see dew from a mountain, he couldn't help but laugh.]

Uh, wow. That was literal. I guess you have to be very specific.

[soldierofhalla]

[Bobby grinned and then started laughing along with his friend. Yeah, that WAS pretty funny.]

I'm not sure how to be more specific than that. [ponders] Okay, how about I wish for this Dew to turn into a green colored citrus-flavored carbonated soft drink from Earth called Mountain Dew.

[The liquid suddenly fizzed and turned green with about the right color of Mountain Dew. Bobby hesitated before taking a sip]

AH, yeah that's better.

[eats_carrots]

[When Mark was sure Bobby got the correct drink, he held the cup of Sniggers out to his friend.]

Want to trade? [Mt. Dew sure sound good right about now. Especially with--]

Wait. We can wish for anything, right?

[soldierofhalla]

[Bobby shrugged and held out the Dew]

Sure. And yeah, any wish...what'd you have in mind?