The Place Where The Missing Things Go

The washer was so loud.
Mommy said it would be just like a bath for Toby, but Taylor just did not know.
Taylor wondered if it would be loud for Toby's ears.
The wash just seemed to go and go.
When mommy stuck Toby in the dryer Taylor knew there was no use to wait.
After all, the dryer had no windows, so Toby wouldn't know if Taylor snuck off to play.
When the dryer finally dinged, Taylor ran forward.
He had to apologize to Toby for getting his so dirty.
Taylor hopped.
Hopped.
Hopped.
Untill, he could not hop again.
He was right in front of the dryer.
Taylor wanted to suprise his friend.
To his horror, something horrible was happening.
Toby was being pulled from the back of the dryer.
Taylor turned red.
As quickly as he could, Taylor grabbed Toby's feet.
He pulled.
They tugged.
Taylor heeved.
They yanked.
Around the seventh tug, Taylor felt his feet raise from the ground!
He was going in to the dryer, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Taylor was flying through air.
Taylor saw he was flying through a giant tunnel of lint.
It took what seeme like forever to get through the tunnel of lint.
He was just in a large room of junk.
On top of the junk, rested gnomes.
Taylor took a good look at his surrounding, and took a deep breath.
He was going to look for someone to talk to, when that someone found him.
"What are you doing here?" A man asked.
Taylor looked to his left.
Taylor looked to his right.
Next, Taylor looked up.
Finally he looked down.
Bending to his knees, Taylor stared at his new friend.
He smiled at the tiny gnome.
"What are you?"
"Luke, you are not suppose to let them know about us."
"Aw, hush it." The grumpy gnome called.
Taylor laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
Taylor smiled, "I am sorry, friend. Say, could you tell me where I am?"
The gnome stared.
"You see, I am not fond of crawling through the lint to get home, is there another way out?"
The gnome laughed.
Taylor grunted, "Why are you laughing? You are the one who stole my bear."
The gnomes stood from their spots, "He is not your bear. Your bear is our king."
He would have held Toby's hand tighter, but it could not happen.
Toby was gone.
"Where is my bear?" Taylor asked.
"This is where the missing things go, we have claimed your bear. Now you can go home." The gnome sang.
Taylor finally realized where he was, when the dryer ate clothes this is where they ended up.
"Why do you want my bear?"
"We only need one of everything. That is why we want your bear. He has one blue eye and one gold. We were once cursed by an evil Queen, and she will only let us return home if we find something that is whole but not complete."
Taylor started at the gnome, realizing that it all made sense.
“Can you let me say bye to my friend, before I go?”
The tiny gnome nodded, yes.
The gnome walkked to a pile of clothes.
He reached his short hand in and grabbed Toby.
Then handed Toby to Taylor.
"You see, I dropped my friend Toby in a can of paint." Taylor scratched the paint chip from Toby's eye.
Taylor held Toby above his head, “Now, Can I take my bear home?”
The gnomes cried out, "What are we going to do?"
"I think I have just the right idea."
The gnomes let Toby, fly back to his home.
Quickly, he had Toby sifted through his toy chest.
When he found the Toy he was looking for he ran to the dryer, and sat it inside.
He shut the door, and then opened it again quickly.
The rubix cube was gone, and the hole in the dryer was sealed.
He smiled.
Taylor knew one day he would get to go back.
He wasn't sure when it would be, but from now on he knew he would have a special smile when his mommy said the dryer had ate clothes again.