"Like way, way up there."
*BOOM!* As if on queue, a giant wing tore through the cloud above us. The air violently shifted and, like in a pirate movie, the white sea became restless.
*CRASH!* A large wave smacked into the side of my vessel and sent my flying down his slippery body, towards his poopdeck.
"HOLD O- *splash*" his head submerged into the water, "*cough cough* ah jeez, it got in my nose!" Another *CRASH* sent us barreling towards the edge.
Wisps of sea began separating from the cloud, creating small pockets of white in the vast blue.
"STAY *cough* AWAY FROM THE EDGE!" I desperately kicked against the harsh current, to no avail. Soon we were sent flying off of the cloud.
The feeling came back, the innate and desperate fear of falling. Time began to slow down, my life up to this point flashed before my eyes. I thought to myself…
Why am I falling…
Because of that stupid plane, obviously.
Why was it the plane's fault? It's not like it was trying to kill me, it just happened to pass by while I was on the cloud.
Why was I on the cloud?
Because that naked angel guy brought me up there.
Why did he do that?
Wait… Wasn't there also like a movie that I watched… How the hell did that happen?
And I was a marshmallow for a little bit, and a boxer, and there was some crazy strong sexy chick?
Oh… I get it… This is some kinda dream…
Any second now… any second I'm gonna wake up…
I bet the past five years of my life were a dream, too. That'd be nice. Any second now… Any second now I'm gonna wake up.
Mom's gonna be all like, "good morning honey," and give me a kiss on the cheek or something. Maybe even breakfast, too.
I bet this is one of those scrooge situations. 'This is why you should appreciate your mother', or something.
I'm such a dick… These past five years were all my fault.
She was always a little crazy, but deep down, I knew she loved me. She wouldn't ever kill someone… I've got one wild imagination.
Rover, too, I bet he'll be alive. Maybe we could go to the dog park. Yeah, that sounds nice.
What a shitty dream…
Any second now. Any second.
*SMACK!*
"Jeez dude, please!" he had a violent grip on my ankle, he spoke through gritted teeth, "Can I PLEASE just talk to you for five seconds?! I promise, it's very important!"