Into the T.V!

The red head glared up at his friend.

"Just wanted you to get up." Carlos grumbled, his arms now crossed.

A yelp escaped the red heads mouth as he fell and hit his head against the floor. Whimpering he sat upright holding his head in his hands.
"That was uncalled for" he cried

Rolling his eyes in annoyance, the dark haired male rolled up his sleeves and shoved Skye as hard as he could.

Skye mumbled and hit Carlos feebly.
"Go away freak..."

The older male was beginning to get worried about the red head, heaving a sigh he nudged his friend. "Oi. Get up."

A whole day passed, the red head hadn't moved an inch in that whole time. He was completely worn out, mostly from shock.

Watching the screen do this, Carlos let out a sigh before slumping down on a chair and closing his eyes. He was completely exhausted.

The tv flickered on and then off before the screen turned completely black.

Pushing himself off of his table, he rubbed his head and looked around at the familiar surroundings. Sighing in relief, he noticed Skye. A smile spread on his face and he decided not to wake him.

Skye had fallen asleep and didn't awake when Carlos came back.

"Hey! Jeeze!" Were the last words the dark haired male could get in before he fell through one of the TVs, landing on the table in his living room.

The creature growled in frustration.
"Well.. whatever you're doing don't do it again!" The creature said whilst clicking it's fingers.
In a poof of smoke 3 t.v's appeared.
"Go! Don't come back!"
He began pushing Carlos back through the tvs.

"Uhh... Anyone but me?" The older male shrugged, clearly having no idea what it was talking about.

The creature huffed.
"Don't play dumb with me! I know it's you! Who else could it be?!"

"Huh? Throwing people in here?" Carlos raised an eyebrow not just at the statement the creature had made, but more at what it looked like.

".. It's you isn't it! It's you who's throwing people in here" The creature begining to get angry.

Shocked by what the thing actually was, and the fact it spoke, Carlos stumbled back slightly. "Uhh..." The dark haired male didn't really know why he was there, curiousity mainly but that was hardly a reason. And he highly doubted he could find Llywelyn.

"What're you doing here?!" the being demanded once he stood directly in front of Carlos, it's expression unimpressed.

Spending so much time in the thick fog was giving Carlos a head ache, rubbing at his head he noticed the small shape walking towards him. "Hrm?" He looked slightly perplexed at what the shape could be as it didn't look human at all.

Hours passed before Carlos came in contact with anyone. A small, what looked like a fur suit, walked towards him.

The dark haired male continued to wander, despite the fact he knew he was now lost. He hadn't seen any kind of exit let alone any living thing.

The red head was sat outside waiting for Carlos to return. He stared constantly at the tv.

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he assumed that if there was no reply there wasn't going to be anything around. He began to wander off, having no idea where he was going; though, he began to think... What if Skye tried to climb into the TV? Would it work?

No reply came, his voice seemed to echo around the empty place.