"Wha—?" she blinked, pushing her glasses up her nose. Before she could grab her phone to record it, a soft fwump sound came from her beanbag chair. A small, blue, floppy-eared dog was now sitting there, holding a half-eaten sandwich.
The portal was now the size of a dinner plate. Mônica grabbed a shrinking Cascão, Blue the dog hopped onto her shoulder, and the giant rabbit (Sansão) tucked under her arm.
Cascão looked at his own clean arms in horror. "This place has no mud! I feel… naked!" gibi da turma da monica
Gibi was holding her phone. She quickly pocketed it and smiled. "Hi! You're in my house. I'm Gibi. I'm a… huge fan."
Then she looked at her beanbag chair. Blue had left behind the crust of his sandwich. She smiled, picked it up, and carefully placed it in a small display case next to her signed comic books. "Wha—
Cascão held up the comic. "I was reading it when the portal sucked me in!"
"Fan?" Mônica squinted. "Like a ceiling fan? We have one of those. Franklin's dad installed it." The portal was now the size of a dinner plate
Suddenly, a high-pitched voice echoed from the portal. "BLUE! WHERE ARE YOU?!"