Feet don't fail me now: Chapter 1

"Yawwnnn..."
Geronimoia woke up in his bed. Well, on it. He had trouble rising the welded blanket on top of him. He got up, stretched, and walked towards the bathroom, but walked past it and went into the laundry room instead. He opened his washing machine.
"Now where is that teleport... there!"
There was a dim rectangular prisim on the bottom of the washing machine. He touched it.
BLOIP.
Geronimoia was warped into a large, water-filled box with a swirling agitator. He was swung onto the walls, jetting through the water and bounding off, flying in every which direction there was.
BONK! THUNK! PAINFUL HEADBUMP!
Geronimoia waited for the teleport to appear so he could finish his bath with his clothes on. Finally he heard the BLOIP and he was in front of his closet, safe in his house.
"Ahh."
Geronimoia reached inside his closet. He pulled out blue pants, green sleeves, his only Roblōx visor, and finally, his signature orange Grundy shirt. It was his favorite, his pride and joy, his one and only. He put on a smile, closed his closet, and ran out the door.
"I'M READY FOR ANOTHER FANTASTIC DAY!"

NOTES: It looks boring now, but it will get somewhat interesting. Sooner.
--Geronimoia