Jon was sitting on his bed, trying to figure out what was going on when suddenly he heard a yelp of surprise. He hurried out of his room and toward the source of the noise.
It was Mikey. He was standing in front of the...Television? It had changed. It had been a flat screen...not an expensive one, but nice enough. Sitting there now was a cartoon TV, three-dimensional and inexplicably sitting there.. It was one of those giant floor-standing ones that looked like it belonged in another decade, with a pair of antennas coming out of the top. He could see the drawing lines outlining it.
"Did you touch this?"
Mikey stared at it, then him. "No...it just...first the remote got sucked into the TV, and then the TV changed."
Jon tried touching it. It was solid. He flipped it on, expecting to be sucked in...or get his real TV back. It just displayed some cartoon. He turned back to Mikey when suddenly...
