You run after Daphne across the hardwood floor without thinking. As soon as you hit the floor you run for a couple minutes towards where Daphne went before you realize just how far away the bedroom and bathroom are from where you are at your size. You can't climb back onto the couch now, and the nearby table is like a skyscraper to you. 

You try to consider where to go when you felt the rumbling of giant steps again. "God, he always makes such a mess!" Daphne's booming voice sounds disgusted. "I keep telling him to not let things get so bad but he neeever listens." You look up at her as she walks up to you and stops still a ways away for a moment. You should've been watching her feet though, you didn't notice until it was almost on top of you Daphne lifting her foot right over you. "Daphne look out!" You yell and try to run to avoid it, and just barely make it BOOOOM with her big toe landing right behind you.

The impact knocks you onto your stomach and you look back only to find the foot skidding your direction. Daphne's big toe hits you dead on and knocks you away at terrifying speed, but you land without any broken bones through with plenty of bruising. You lift yourself up and look around trying to recognize where you are, which considering the size of everything takes a second. You realize you're among a bunch of fallen sprinkles on the floor, probably from the donuts last night. Worse, you're in the middle of the floor with nothing anywhere close for you to hide under.

You look up at Daphne as she walks around and enters the kitchen connected to the living room. You hear her make sounds that are loud enough it takes you a moment to realize what they are. CHUCLUNK! You think it's some bread being put in a toaster and some pans being placed on the stove. You knew from experience Daphne ate enough to kill a pig after her runs. If she followed her usual pattern she'd start preparing some bacon and eggs soon, plus a bowl of cereal and maybe some hash browns, sausage patties, and who knows what else. it was the reason you insisted she buy the food while she was here. 

She leaves the bread to toast, pours herself a bowl of cereal, grabs the bacon out of the fridge and a few other things you couldn't see, and placed them on the counter. She grabs a washcloth and starts grabbing junk off the counter and wiping off the counter "Ugh... that's it, I can't eat like this!" Despite what she said, Daphne grabs a piece of toast out of the toaster in one hand and then munches on it as she walks toward...

"Oh crap!" You say to yourself as you see Daphne walking towards the broom! Daphne takes another bite of the toast and holds the rest in her mouth as she grabs the broom. Her booming footsteps grow closer as she apparently decides to start sweeping the living room floor first. You run in the opposite direction of her, but it would take you at least 10 minutes to get anywhere at your size.

BISH! SCREEESSSSSH! BISH! SCREEESSSSH!

Daphne begins sweeping the floor not far behind you. "Daphne stop!" You yell, though there's no sign she heard you. BISH! SCREEESSSSH! BISH! SCREEESSSSSH! You don't dare look back, but you can hear the broom getting closer, though Daphne BISH! SCREEESSSSSH! BISH! SCREEESSSSH! BISH! SCREEESSSSSH! BISH! SCREEESSSSH! stopping to sweep some of the mess on the floor into a pile is slowing her down a bit.

You quickly realize your only chance to avoid this is if Daphne isn't completely thorough and misses you. You sprint through the bits of sprinkles that are all around you trying to get away from them , there's no way Daphne isn't going to spot those and sweep them up. BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!! BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! Looks like you were right, she's started sweeping the sprinkles. The broom is almost right on top of you, you can feel the wind as Daphne moves it back and forth. You look around and notice that the sprinkles are gone. Maybe you mi...

"AHH! Shit!" You trip over one of the knee high sprinkles on the edge of the bunch that you didn't notice while looking around. The delay proves to be a costly one though. As you roll onto your back and try to get up, you freeze in horror. Daphne's emerald green eyes are looking right in your direction. There's no sign of recognition or care in her eyes, she looks bored, maybe slightly irritated. She wasn't some relentless predator tormenting you or a sadistic woman taking glee in your plight, she had no idea you were there. As far as Daphne is concerned she's just sweeping the floor, a monotonous but needed task like she's done 100 thousands times before and will probably do another 100 thousand.

"DAPHNE!" you scream as loud as you can, but no reaction but the black broom bristles flying over you. The sight breaks your paralysis and you jump to your feet and start to run. BISH!!!! You run in a panic toward the nearest side of the broom hoping it... SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! "AH!" You are thrown to the ground by the very edge of the broom's bristles as it just barely avoided sweeping you up, but your head hits the ground as you fall, hard.

You clutch your throbbing head when a shadow looms over you refocusing your attention. The broom is going over you again, and BISH!!!! the broom lands nearly on top of you, so close you were shocked that you just avoided being crushed. SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! "OH GOD N..." You don't have any more time to ponder your near death experience as you are captured by the broom bristles and rolling yourself into a ball on instinct are forced to roll around as it moved until you are flung.

You land among a pile of the familiar sprinkles and assorted bits of dust and random garbage. You're so disoriented you don't know which way is up. BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! Daphne starts sweeping the assorted bits into a small pile, burying you in what felt like tons of the stuff.

BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! BISH!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!!

You can hear Daphne start working to bring the little piles together into one big one as you struggle to get the in truth minuscule stuff off you.  You hear Daphne sigh. "Now I'll finally be done with this..." You unbury yourself just in time to look up at Daphne Crunch Crunch... stopping to take a couple bites from the toast she's been carrying in her mouth before throwing the last of it in. She reaches up to the middle of the broom THOCK! and pulls the dustpan off of it.

You realize there's no way you can get away at this point, but you scream in mindless terror and get up to try and run away. It's even more hopeless than before with all the junk impeding your progress, but it doesn't matter. You look up at your friend Daphne as she kneels down towards you or rather the pile, still with no sign she noticed you at all even from this distance. 

"DAPHNE! DON'T DO IT!" You yell one more time jumping up and waving, hoping against hope she might notice you. BACCT!! The dustpan lands on one side BISH!!! the broom on the other. It was over and.... SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! You are swept up by the broom into the dustpan with an ease that still feels unbelievable at your size. This oblivious and you admit beautiful giant goddess was picking up what looked to you like the whole landscape without even trying. SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! SCREEESSSSSH!!!!! Daphne continued sweeping the rest of the garbage into the pan, burying you once again. All and all the whole process from Daphne grabbing the broom to sweeping you up took maybe 2 minutes if that.

You feel a strange sense of vertigo as you move at what looks like breakneck speeds to you as Daphne stands up holding the pan. BOOOM BOOOM BOOOM!!! Daphne's massive footsteps dislodge you from the garbage but also throw you about as Daphne slightly moves the dustpan around from the force of her own walking. 

You blindly flail around, grabbing for anything you can, but you can only touch the plastic of the dustpan, which is too smooth and slippery to get a grip on. You suddenly grab what feels like the edge of something and can finally get oriented enough to get a look at what's happening. Daphne is heading towards the kitchen garbage can, and it's obvious what she's going to do next. You are on the edge of the pan and quickly realize you couldn't hold your grip once the trash behind you starting falling all over you when she dumped you in. 

You look down and notice she's moving the dustpan over the kitchen counter, though at the speed you're going it just looks like a blur to you. If you were going to jump off, now's the only time you could do it with any chance that you would land without breaking every bone in your body, but you also could only take a leap of blind faith at this point.