Useful!
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
deadlysin811
Edna's heart raced as she awaited Trish's answer, one of which she could tell that Trish wasn't happy about. An annoyed look on the face of Trish would be all that she needed to see. The Punk girl would inspect the device, looking it up and down as she did her best to make sense of it, but Edna would be a crafty girl it seemed with how it was labeled. Perhaps that being the reason that Heather hadn't made use of it. Regardless it left Trish without independent use and it only annoyed her.
"Alright, how do I shrink this bitch you little geek?" The tone in her voice was enough to get Edna to shake, afraid of this woman. Hell she was terrified of her at normal size, but considering just how pathetic she was in comparison to her now. It was why she didn't show as much glee as she felt on this inside outwardly. The positive to this was that she knew she could at least control Trish;s use of the gun slightly. Though, she also had to take into account of Trish's short temper and not to outlive her usefulness to the Punk.
"Uh, yeah, it's that switch, near the trigger, flip it left." She would shakily say up to this woman, watching with a bit of intrigue as she awaited to see this. She hated to admit that she was secretly rooting for her now tormentor. Afterall. going with her meant she would at least get to see Heather get what was coming to her, even if it was just a short term solution to her revenge plot. Still, she eyed as Trish did as she said, flipping the switch over, and making a few other slight checks at Edna's call. The inch tall geek could only look on with a growing smirk as she moved her attention tot he defeated Heather who had still yet to pick herself up off the ground.
She could only look up as she heard Trish's footsteps getting closer. Heather's face, a blood trail from her nose painted the bottom portion of her face from where Trish had hit her. It was only a single punch and yet it had done so much, and that was to a like sized person! Though, she enjoyed to see Heather suffer, there was a part of Edna that had a mild curiosity as to what Trish could do if she were this titanic, or hell even bigger than that to everyone else. It was a similar curiosity as to a scientist simply musing in their laboratory, and she certainly never wanted to see an actual giant Trish.
Heather wouldn't even get a hand up to shield her eyes as a flash overtook her, Edna having to do what she could to do the same. Simply ducking back down into that Breast pocket of Trish's jacket, looking to hide until it was over. Something she would get a cue on as she would feel her surroundings shift and two large digits wrapping around her. Trish having fetched Edna from her pocket would soon settle the girl down onto the floor at her feet. Allowing Edna once more the impressive view up at her, and letting her see just how minute she was, even compared to her beat up DC's.
Though, there was something else, Trish motioning just behind Edna and getting her to spin around to see Heather Miles, her enemy still on the ground but at the exact same size as her, or at least relatively so due to their innate height difference. She could hear Heather's threats, the Queen of the School now reduced to a mere insect at the feet of some punk girl, and practically groveling at the feet of her punching bag for so many years, She wasn't happy to be where she was, but Edna was oh so loving it.
"You know, Geek girl." Trish's voice would rain down from above, causing both girls, albeit Heather was far slower to look up than Edna, still feeling the effects of the pummeling she took. "I should really reward you for this, I mean, you didn't lie, and whilst I would have just killed you if you did. I believe there is more incentive in treats." As condescending as her tone was, it was enough to get Edna's face to light up. She hadn't expected this from Trish, to actually be rewarded. "Don't get it mixed up though, you're never going to get your hands back on this device ever. I do have something I owe you however..."
"Alright, how do I shrink this bitch you little geek?" The tone in her voice was enough to get Edna to shake, afraid of this woman. Hell she was terrified of her at normal size, but considering just how pathetic she was in comparison to her now. It was why she didn't show as much glee as she felt on this inside outwardly. The positive to this was that she knew she could at least control Trish;s use of the gun slightly. Though, she also had to take into account of Trish's short temper and not to outlive her usefulness to the Punk.
"Uh, yeah, it's that switch, near the trigger, flip it left." She would shakily say up to this woman, watching with a bit of intrigue as she awaited to see this. She hated to admit that she was secretly rooting for her now tormentor. Afterall. going with her meant she would at least get to see Heather get what was coming to her, even if it was just a short term solution to her revenge plot. Still, she eyed as Trish did as she said, flipping the switch over, and making a few other slight checks at Edna's call. The inch tall geek could only look on with a growing smirk as she moved her attention tot he defeated Heather who had still yet to pick herself up off the ground.
She could only look up as she heard Trish's footsteps getting closer. Heather's face, a blood trail from her nose painted the bottom portion of her face from where Trish had hit her. It was only a single punch and yet it had done so much, and that was to a like sized person! Though, she enjoyed to see Heather suffer, there was a part of Edna that had a mild curiosity as to what Trish could do if she were this titanic, or hell even bigger than that to everyone else. It was a similar curiosity as to a scientist simply musing in their laboratory, and she certainly never wanted to see an actual giant Trish.
Heather wouldn't even get a hand up to shield her eyes as a flash overtook her, Edna having to do what she could to do the same. Simply ducking back down into that Breast pocket of Trish's jacket, looking to hide until it was over. Something she would get a cue on as she would feel her surroundings shift and two large digits wrapping around her. Trish having fetched Edna from her pocket would soon settle the girl down onto the floor at her feet. Allowing Edna once more the impressive view up at her, and letting her see just how minute she was, even compared to her beat up DC's.
Though, there was something else, Trish motioning just behind Edna and getting her to spin around to see Heather Miles, her enemy still on the ground but at the exact same size as her, or at least relatively so due to their innate height difference. She could hear Heather's threats, the Queen of the School now reduced to a mere insect at the feet of some punk girl, and practically groveling at the feet of her punching bag for so many years, She wasn't happy to be where she was, but Edna was oh so loving it.
"You know, Geek girl." Trish's voice would rain down from above, causing both girls, albeit Heather was far slower to look up than Edna, still feeling the effects of the pummeling she took. "I should really reward you for this, I mean, you didn't lie, and whilst I would have just killed you if you did. I believe there is more incentive in treats." As condescending as her tone was, it was enough to get Edna's face to light up. She hadn't expected this from Trish, to actually be rewarded. "Don't get it mixed up though, you're never going to get your hands back on this device ever. I do have something I owe you however..."
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