They are all on a scavenger hunt for a game show
“Welcome to the Gulliver’s Travel Scavenger Hunt Show!” The announcer said with a boisterous voice that could turn the grumpiest person into a happy child. “We are sending 5 families deep into Brobdingnag, where they must find special hidden items throughout the land.”
The five families on the ferry seemed excited and elated to be on an actual television show. James and Samantha stood in the background listening to the announcer. They looked nervous, but the more they thought of it, the more ideas they got.
“Six!” James heard himself say. “There are six families.”
“My apologies!” The announcer said with the toothiest smile ever recorded. “Six families will venture into Brobdingnag and attempt to retrieve items that we tell them via a special smart phone.”
“James, what are you doing?” Sam asked him in a hushed voice while the announcer continued. “We are not supposed to be here. What if we get caught?”
“Calm down,” he whispered back. “I don’t think they give a shit. They just care about ratings and shit.”
The announcer continued, “the Brobdingnagians don’t know anything about this show or contest. It will be up to our intrepid contestants to either remain hidden from the Brobdingnagians or attempt to befriend them. Special drone cameras will record all the action so that you don’t miss a thing!”
“Where did you two come from?” Chris, a blonde male in his late teens, asked Samantha and James. “Do you guys want to team up with my mom and me?”
“I uh—“ Samantha was unsure what to say. “Sure, I guess?”
The ferry reached a dock on the shores of Brobdingnag. The ramps opened up and the contestants disembarked. The announcer looked straight into the camera and with his signature smile and said, “they’re off! The clues to the first item will be sent to them on their smart phones in thirty minutes. That will give them enough time to get spread out and deep into Brobby land.”
“We didn’t get a smart phone,” James told one of the filming staff. In less than 10 seconds, the staff handed them an official game show smart phone. “Thanks.”
James and Samantha started running behind the other contestants. Chris and his mother, Louis, tagged along as well.
The Brobby forest in front of them wasn’t much of a forest. It was probably only two rows of trees before it led to a Brobby suburb. To the Gulliverians, the two rows of trees were like an expansive forest. As they headed towards the suburb, they got their first clue.
“Hang on guys,” Sam said. “I just got a text.”
Louis stood behind her son Chris as they waited for Samantha to read the first clue. James also waited eagerly for the first clue but couldn’t help but steal glances of Louis’ smoking hot body. Louis was an incredibly sexy MILF that James wouldn’t mind seeing naked.
“The first clue says,” Sam said, “your fingers and toes grows them, use this to slow them.”
“What the hell does that mean?” James asked.
Louis looked at her fingers. “Our fingers and toes have nails. And there are ten of them. Do you think it has something to do with that?”
“The only thing that grows on my fingers and toes are my nails.” Chris said.
“I still don’t get it. What the fuck slows your nails?”
“Nail clippers!” Samantha said. “It’s gotta be nail clippers. That’s all we got to find.”
“So, we got to find nail clipper's belonging to a Brobby," James said. "Where do you guys want to go?"
The five families on the ferry seemed excited and elated to be on an actual television show. James and Samantha stood in the background listening to the announcer. They looked nervous, but the more they thought of it, the more ideas they got.
“Six!” James heard himself say. “There are six families.”
“My apologies!” The announcer said with the toothiest smile ever recorded. “Six families will venture into Brobdingnag and attempt to retrieve items that we tell them via a special smart phone.”
“James, what are you doing?” Sam asked him in a hushed voice while the announcer continued. “We are not supposed to be here. What if we get caught?”
“Calm down,” he whispered back. “I don’t think they give a shit. They just care about ratings and shit.”
The announcer continued, “the Brobdingnagians don’t know anything about this show or contest. It will be up to our intrepid contestants to either remain hidden from the Brobdingnagians or attempt to befriend them. Special drone cameras will record all the action so that you don’t miss a thing!”
“Where did you two come from?” Chris, a blonde male in his late teens, asked Samantha and James. “Do you guys want to team up with my mom and me?”
“I uh—“ Samantha was unsure what to say. “Sure, I guess?”
The ferry reached a dock on the shores of Brobdingnag. The ramps opened up and the contestants disembarked. The announcer looked straight into the camera and with his signature smile and said, “they’re off! The clues to the first item will be sent to them on their smart phones in thirty minutes. That will give them enough time to get spread out and deep into Brobby land.”
“We didn’t get a smart phone,” James told one of the filming staff. In less than 10 seconds, the staff handed them an official game show smart phone. “Thanks.”
James and Samantha started running behind the other contestants. Chris and his mother, Louis, tagged along as well.
The Brobby forest in front of them wasn’t much of a forest. It was probably only two rows of trees before it led to a Brobby suburb. To the Gulliverians, the two rows of trees were like an expansive forest. As they headed towards the suburb, they got their first clue.
“Hang on guys,” Sam said. “I just got a text.”
Louis stood behind her son Chris as they waited for Samantha to read the first clue. James also waited eagerly for the first clue but couldn’t help but steal glances of Louis’ smoking hot body. Louis was an incredibly sexy MILF that James wouldn’t mind seeing naked.
“The first clue says,” Sam said, “your fingers and toes grows them, use this to slow them.”
“What the hell does that mean?” James asked.
Louis looked at her fingers. “Our fingers and toes have nails. And there are ten of them. Do you think it has something to do with that?”
“The only thing that grows on my fingers and toes are my nails.” Chris said.
“I still don’t get it. What the fuck slows your nails?”
“Nail clippers!” Samantha said. “It’s gotta be nail clippers. That’s all we got to find.”
“So, we got to find nail clipper's belonging to a Brobby," James said. "Where do you guys want to go?"
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June 8, 2023
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