It was te evening the day after the Scooter was sealed inside of a bnket. Dad wanted the bnket left in the living room, so James just left it there and he said it was normal for things he pced inside to adjust to the art style. Whatever that means. That thing still creeps me out.

  Mom sent me upstairs to ask him what he wanted for dinner. Opening the door to his room, “Mom wants to know what you want for…” I looked around the room, there was nobody there. There was only a TV on his bed. “Where did he-” As I was about to finish the question James appeared. Crawling torso up out of the TV screen that was lying on his bed. “What?” he asked with his torso sticking out of the TV.

  “Wait, you can go inside too”!?

  James crossed his arms, “Of course.” To him it was the most logical extension beyond pulling things out, he should also be able to go inside. (If one part of him could go in, why not all of him)?

  Didn't mom say not to use your ability in the house? How many times have you been told about your unsupervised experiments?"

  “I’m not in the house am I?” He asked with a grin.

  “Technically,” Danny said begrudgingly. It was one of James' favorite words.

  “So, what was it you wanted”?

  “How do you”?

  “I saw you come in”.

  “How”?

  “That’s kinda hard to expin. It would be easier if you saw it yourself.” After saying so James retracted back inside the screen. I stood there for a moment watching the rippling movement. Before an arm came back out beckoning me inside. I paused, I was apprehensive about entering, wherever this led. However, the urge to see what was on the other side was stronger. My hand reached out before sinking inside the screen. I could feel a strange film around my skin before I felt James' hand on my arm pulling me inside. Before I knew it, I found myself face-first on the ground. Gravity seemed to have shifted 90 degrees. As I got up to see where I was, it was a gun enthusiast’s wet dream! A state-of-the-art indoor shooting range the left-hand wall was lined with a variety of guns ranging in many calibers. Many of them looked high-tech and Sci-Fi. Next to every gun was a single bullet/shell/magazine, etc. There was also a photo next to each one that was a picture of the ammunition they required.

  As I stood up I could only hear white noise as James started talking again. My mind was completely focused on the creature on the other end of the shooting range. “Is that a goblin?” I was shocked to see a real monster, with green skin and sharp humanoid features. James had already told the family about what happened to his closet and about how he cleaned it out, but everyone knew he was leaving out some details. (I can't believe my eyes)... “No, he's just the costar for my magic act.” I tried my best to ignore James’ sarcasm. The goblin was pinned to the back wall with chains and was clearly being used as a target dummy. Wanting to get a better look I approached the counter. Between some of the dividers on one counter, there were, “Throwing stars?” I said as I observed a thigh pouch full of three-pointed shuriken on the counter. Picking one up I looked at the strange three-pointed throwing weapon, they had an odd design I noted before attempting to throw it at the goblin. With only a simple throwing motion the star was rocketed from my hand with a speed faster than the eye could perceive. It arrived at the other side of the range in less than a second. Instead of hitting the goblin at the other end of the range, it created a small dent in the back wall where it was now firmly embedded. When I finally caught back up with my body I felt a striking pain in my right arm.

  “MOTHER!! FUCK!!!” Danny shouted out in pain; his arm had broken along its joints. Each joint was now swollen from the shoulder, elbow, and wrist, turning a purple hue. His arm at the elbow was bending in the wrong direction. While Danny continued shouting expletives James grabbed a storage trunk that was conveniently pced under the range counter tearing the lid open as he rapidly dug through the contents. Retrieving a vial of red liquid, a towel, and a jar of green gel. "I told you not to touch things!" James shouted at him before stuffing the vial of red liquid into Danny's mouth, “swallow it.” He commanded before giving his brother a few moments to swallow the unpleasant liquid before stuffing the towel between his teeth. The next part of the process would hurt. Danny's arm needed to be reset, otherwise, the healing effect might cause damage. In a swift motion, James yanked Danny’s arm trying to quickly reset the joints as the Healing potion's effect would kick in momentarily. After a quick once over he gave it another look to make sure his shoulder wasn't dislocated before the jar of green gel was emptied over his arm James took care to make sure the gell was thered over his full arm. It was cold but had a rather soothing feel.

  As James was rubbing in the jelly substance “What was-” Danny asked finally taking the towel out of his mouth.

  “A game item with a throwing speed modifier.” Before Danny had interrupted, it would have been James’ next experiment. Using the in-game weapon modding system he increased the throw speed by several times. If Danny had never interrupted it would be James in his position. Danny shivered from the cold gel as his arm healed. After a few minutes, it would be as good as new.

  “Alright, back to what you were originally going to do here.” With the situation having been derailed by Danny. James couldn’t bme him or fault him, it was his own fault for leaving things unattended. Since James was more than strong enough now to overpower a weaponless goblin, (Even more so since he was in his own personal armory) he never added Senzu beans to the emergency cash. Danny had in a matter of seconds given James a list of safety issues to address.

  “So far, I can sort of guess that you can't see what I do.” It was clear to James that Danny was unable to see the mysterious floating square form that TVs took while he was on the other side. If he could, he would be making a big stink asking what the strange floating box that was moving around him was. Holding out his hand he waited for a moment before the floating rectangle came close enough for him to touch. As he did, a ripple effect spread through the screen at his touch. The rippling effect was the same size as the 60 inches on the psma screen it was connected to. On the other side of the screen, both could see James’ bedroom ceiling. “Can you see it now?” James asked receiving a stupefied nod from Danny, who was still in the shock and awe phase of dealing with the newly magical world they found themselves in or he was probably still in shock from breaking his arm.

  After helping Danny get out of the TV, the brothers had to expin to their mother why Danny had a bum arm through their dinner.

  END

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