|Alice in Cyberland (standard:adventure, 944 words)|
|Author: hvysmker||Added: Jun 05 2004||Views/Reads: 2704/1624||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Little Alice finds a unique way into her father's computer and interrupts an adult couple at play. Adult children's story|
Alice Adams was a bright little four year old. Her favorite time was when she got home from school. Both mama and papa were at work, and she had the whole house to herself. She knew how to fix a peanut butter and jelly sandwich by herself and would fix two or three before sitting down at her father's big computer. He had a big, big, one. One with a screen almost as big as she was. She would pile a bunch of books on the chair, to sit on. Alice liked to sit real high on the chair, so she could look down at the computer screen, the keyboard on her little lap. If she got real close to the screen it seemed like she was inside it. Sometimes she would even lean over and press her nose against it. That made her nose warm and tingly. When her parents were home, they made her use her little computer and sit far back, and low. That's why she liked it when they were at work. She knew it was ok, as long as she didn't get any peanut butter on it. So, she was very careful. She liked to use her father's ‘Favorite' menu. It had a lot of pictures of naked people. She thought the pictures looked silly, most of them wrestling around on a bed, floor, or ceiling. Especially the boys, with those funny things sticking up all the time. One day she was sitting on her pile of books, looking at some pictures, when she dropped some jelly on the table. Oh, no, she thought, better clean that up. She leaned over, sandwich in one hand and a kleenex in the other, to wipe the table. The third book down started to slip and Alice fell against the monitor. She dropped both the kleenex and sandwich, to stop herself. Alice was very surprised when she didn't stop at all. She fell a long ways and ended up on the bedroom carpet. The green one in the picture. “Ow, that hurts.” She exclaimed, hurting her right knee. Little Alice sat and rubbed the sore spot. “What the hell.” She heard and, looking up, saw the man and woman looking at her. She had interrupted their wrestling. “What the hell,” He said again, as thought she hadn't heard the first time. She wasn't dumb, she had heard him, “are you doing here? Who are you, and what are you doing?” “I'm Alice, and I hurt my knee.” She told him. “On YOUR floor. You shouldn't have had it there.” “It's always been there, and you haven't” “I haven't what?” Alice advised him to, “say what you mean, or mean what you say. That's what my mama always tells me.” And then to placate them. “It's a nice floor though, nice and green, like grass. I like it.” “I don't give a damn if you like it, or not.” For some reason he seemed mad at her. That wasn't a nice way to start a new relationship, she thought. “How the hell did you get in here anyway?” He finished. The woman just looked at her with big eyes, holding a sheet in front of her. “I fell here, the jelly slipped and I just fell in, is all.” She explained. “I knew I shouldn't have used grape jelly, in the first place, or even in the last place.” She nodded to herself for figuring it out. The man swung his legs off the bed, and grabbed his pants from the floor. She saw his funny thing was small now. His face was red as he got dressed. “I wanna go home now, and what happened to your funny thing. It was big before and just got small?” That just got him redder, and made the woman laugh. Good, she was having fun. Maybe more fun than wrestling. After all, she wasn't laughing in the picture. Click here to read the rest of this story (38 more lines)
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