InsaneJournal

Day 2
Who: Austin Powers and Tonks
When: Early Afternoon
What: Austin's Arrival
Where: Down by the lake
Rating: PG-ish
Status: Complete

Doo doo doo, da da doo doo doo! The chime from the intercom announcing a message from longtime friend and colleague Basil Exposition pulled Austin out of a dreamless sleep. His hair was quite disheveled and his glasses were haphazardly perched on his nose. Fumbling for the receiver, he first knocked it on the ground and then had to sit up in bed and reach for it on the ground.

"Yes, Basil, what is it?" His voice was groggy with sleep and he smacked his lips around the taste of morning breath. "Basil?" The intercom crackled and then died. Austin shook the intercom, then banged on it with the palm of his other hand. "Bloody piece of rubbish." He muttered to himself and stood up. Only, what he felt between his toes wasn't carpet. It should have been the shag rug, but it felt more like gritty dirt and sparse grass.

He looked down and wiggled his toes, finding that it was indeed, sand and grass. In shock he jumped back, expecting to land on his bed, but what he landed on was not his bed. It was more grass and sand. "What the.." Austin jumped up and turned around, the mass of hair on his chest rustling slightly in the warm breeze. His hands came up in a defensive pose, but there seemed to be no one around.

Feeling slightly foolish, he shrugged his shoulders and dropped his hands. He glanced around, reaching up to straighten out his glasses. He had never been anywhere like this, and he had no idea what he was seeing at first. But then the smell of horses and hay, dirt and water registered with him. He saw a big lake with boats tied to a dock, water lapping gently at the sand a few feet away, he saw a barn and large fields of nothing but hay and grass. And in the center, there was a clump of buildings that looked similar to the barn.

"What the devil?"