Lala's Imagination #JustWriteIt

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Lala had woken up, feeling a soft warmth around her. She felt as if feathers have gently caressed her skin which tickled to her. Her eyes were slited, not having the strength to open them any farther. She could move her hands though and so she did. They felt something familiar, soft and comforting. Her... blanket? Was she in her room? What happened?

Her eyes had fully opened up. She could see the cieling but it wasn't pink. She quickly sat up, looking around the room she was in. A nightstand, a mirror, a closet. Her heart raced as she quickly dashed off the bed, only to trip on something and have her fall face first on the floor. She looked up to see what she tripped on as it fell to the floor. It was a pink elephant.

"Elizabeth...?" Lala asked.

She picked up the elephant and looked around it's plush body. It had Elizabeth's nurse outfit on it... Near it's tail it had the name 'Lala' stitched up. She smiled.

Sounds of steps were heard from outside. This made Lala's heart race even more. She tried to keep herself silent by covering her mouth as she looked around. Either the closet or under the bed were her choices. The footsteps became louder and closer and so she pushed part of the fallen blanket on the bed and hide.

The door opened. Footsteps walked in. Her heart was racing incredibly as she tried to prevent herself from breathing too much. There were voices, various voices, none she recognized. Good... They haven't found her yet.

"Sheesh, we all have gifts. Why not use them?"

 Lala felt warmth cover herself. She squeaked slightly, uncontrollably, as she felt herself slowly float up. She moved a bit forward out of her hiding spot, trying desperately to hold onto the carpet as she moved forward. Within seconds, she was out from under the bed and in the air, crying.

"See? Found her."

"Oh you're so cruel! Making a little girl squeal so cutely like that! You monster!"

Lala covered her eyes. Her kidnappers were there and they were going to do bad things to her, she just knew it. She hiccupped, her throat felt dry. How was she floating in the air like this? What's going on? She clutched her Elizabeth with one arm.

"You didn't have to make her cry you dumbass!" She knew that voice.

Lala uncovered her eyes. In a group of bad people Lulu stood up front, running to her. Lala had her smile back. Lulu came! With that, Lala was imeadiately dropped from her place in the air. Luckily, Lulu had caught her.

"Lulu...!" Lala cried.

"Hey Lala, sorry about that. Some of my friends were just being idiots," Lulu said as he took a glare at two girls.

"Hey, not my fault you were internally whining about your precious sister being taken away when she was hiding under the bed," one of the girls said.

"Oh oh, give her your introduction! It's customary to do that!"

"What, am I supposed to say? That I'm black? I don't believe in God? I'm bisexual?"

"Ohoho you know how books are! It's so difficult to tell that the protagonists are Asian! Why, I'm Asian as well you know! Nobody can tell with the power of white people!"

"Oh yeah, 'Right Hand of the White Man' right?"

"Exactly!"

The two girls began chattering away. Lala didn't understand what one of them was saying though. Bisexual? What was that? And what is 'Right Hand of the White Man'? Were they talking about something super secret though? Now that she thought about it... What did she mean by 'precious sister'? She was an only child.

"Hey um do me a favor? Please not talk about that kind of stuff in front of Lala. You two are being ridiculous," Lulu said, as he took a step toward them.

"Oh says the K-Pop star!"

One of the girls backed away.

"Woah. That was being racist," she said. "But I agree, stop being so fabulous 'Lulu'."

"What!?"

Lulu had put Lala down and ran over to the two girls. He started yelling at them about various things which she really didn't understand. Both girls began telling him things which she also didn't understand. It was agonizing waiting there for Lulu to finish up talking. Behind them though, the door was open. Maybe she should leave to find mama?