Playing a New Game
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
doomed
"Sorry, Becky. We don't have time for your smelling games. Me and Carla and John have something else planned," Phil then pointed Carla toward his room.
"Aw, too bad," Becky said with a mischievious smile. "I was getting ready to fart just now and-"
"RUN!!!"
Carla sprinted toward Phil's room and closed the door behind them. She set the boys on the ground next to her feet and sat down in front of the door. "I think we just dodged a bullet, there."
Phil nodded and then pointed to a small, toy box that was next to his little makeshift bed. "Hey, Carla. Can you grab that for me?" Carla reached for the toy box and set it down by Phil.
"What's in there?" John asked.
"Just a few cosumes that fit me," Phil answered as he shuffled through the box. There was a tiny cape, a lab outfit, a trench coat, and a doctor's mask inside.
"This should help us with our next game..."
"Aw, too bad," Becky said with a mischievious smile. "I was getting ready to fart just now and-"
"RUN!!!"
Carla sprinted toward Phil's room and closed the door behind them. She set the boys on the ground next to her feet and sat down in front of the door. "I think we just dodged a bullet, there."
Phil nodded and then pointed to a small, toy box that was next to his little makeshift bed. "Hey, Carla. Can you grab that for me?" Carla reached for the toy box and set it down by Phil.
"What's in there?" John asked.
"Just a few cosumes that fit me," Phil answered as he shuffled through the box. There was a tiny cape, a lab outfit, a trench coat, and a doctor's mask inside.
"This should help us with our next game..."
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March 24, 2025
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