Queen vs Peasant
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
darthhomer
Kristin watched on as her sister played with Phil. For three days she had let Shelly torture Phil, to the point where she was starting to become bored. She had the advantage of playing with such a tiny person, and she didn't want to lose that opportunity.
She watched Shelly wipe off her sweat with Phil for what seemed like the umpteenth time. "Hey Princess Shelly", she began, "I think it's time I had some fun with our little peasant". She put Phil on the ground, smirking evily. "No problem", she replied. Phil was extremely relieved that he wasn't going to be bathed in an 8 year olds perspiration any longer, but quickly regained his panic after realizing that Kristen wanted to play with him.
"You know what Phil, I wanna see what you're capable of, athletically", she began. Phil was confused, but didn't like the way she was going. "I wanna take you on in a game called Queen vs Peasant. It's quite simply really. You and I are going to fight!". Phil was extremely scared. This kind of stuff could get him killed. "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. The game goes like this. I proceed to pin you down for three seconds, and if I can do that, I win. However, your job is to knock me down. If you can do that, you win!"
Phil suddenly felt slightly relived. "Can we make this more interesting?" he asked. "Why not?" she replied, "What did you have in mind?" Phil thought about it for a moment. He thought about asking for freedom, but he knew that he wouldn't get it out of them. "If I win, I want both of you to start treating me gently, and with respect".
Shelly was laughing. "You're not going to beat my sister Peasant! She'll squash you like a bug". That was what Phil was fearing. Kristin took a moment before thinking of her reply. "Ok, that's fair enough. But if I win, which I will, we get to torture you in whatever way we want". Phil was scared about this, but he knew it was possibly his best chance to relieve his torment. "Ok, deal", he replied.
Kristin smiled, removing her shoes and socks. "Shelly, you want to count us off?" she asked. Shelly waited until both Phil and Kristen were in line with each other. Phil looked up at her, and noticed that he could be in some serious trouble here, but winning would be worth it. "3, 2, 1...crush the peasant!" shouted Shelly.
With much agility, Kristin began to rush towards Phil, her gigantic feet itching to smother his body. Phil needed to do something. If he stood still he'd easily lose. He immediately decided between either dodging her feet, or attempting to climb up her leg, with the intent of trying to make her lose her balance. Her feet came closer. Phil needed to decide. Now.
She watched Shelly wipe off her sweat with Phil for what seemed like the umpteenth time. "Hey Princess Shelly", she began, "I think it's time I had some fun with our little peasant". She put Phil on the ground, smirking evily. "No problem", she replied. Phil was extremely relieved that he wasn't going to be bathed in an 8 year olds perspiration any longer, but quickly regained his panic after realizing that Kristen wanted to play with him.
"You know what Phil, I wanna see what you're capable of, athletically", she began. Phil was confused, but didn't like the way she was going. "I wanna take you on in a game called Queen vs Peasant. It's quite simply really. You and I are going to fight!". Phil was extremely scared. This kind of stuff could get him killed. "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. The game goes like this. I proceed to pin you down for three seconds, and if I can do that, I win. However, your job is to knock me down. If you can do that, you win!"
Phil suddenly felt slightly relived. "Can we make this more interesting?" he asked. "Why not?" she replied, "What did you have in mind?" Phil thought about it for a moment. He thought about asking for freedom, but he knew that he wouldn't get it out of them. "If I win, I want both of you to start treating me gently, and with respect".
Shelly was laughing. "You're not going to beat my sister Peasant! She'll squash you like a bug". That was what Phil was fearing. Kristin took a moment before thinking of her reply. "Ok, that's fair enough. But if I win, which I will, we get to torture you in whatever way we want". Phil was scared about this, but he knew it was possibly his best chance to relieve his torment. "Ok, deal", he replied.
Kristin smiled, removing her shoes and socks. "Shelly, you want to count us off?" she asked. Shelly waited until both Phil and Kristen were in line with each other. Phil looked up at her, and noticed that he could be in some serious trouble here, but winning would be worth it. "3, 2, 1...crush the peasant!" shouted Shelly.
With much agility, Kristin began to rush towards Phil, her gigantic feet itching to smother his body. Phil needed to do something. If he stood still he'd easily lose. He immediately decided between either dodging her feet, or attempting to climb up her leg, with the intent of trying to make her lose her balance. Her feet came closer. Phil needed to decide. Now.
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