You didn't make your bed, now out of it. Microscopic Survival chapter 4 by Clocktus

Brenda's attention wandered back to your bed, and she even seemed to be learning down towards it. Though, before you could even make yourself false hopes, she was already turning away from you. Facing the head of the bed, she had grabbed your pillow and folded it once in the air, before putting it back down nice and orderly.

As her attention shifted once more, you realized what a predicament you suddenly found yourself in. You tried to run, not even really sure of where, as Brenda grabbed your blanket and lifted it into the air. You watched in terror as the massive slab of cloth rushed towards you, much faster than your minuscule legs could ever carry you, and swept you up like a tsunami.

Pulled into the air like all the other specks of dust on your mattress, you were completely powerless over your fate. With each fold, shake, or turn of your blanket, Brenda was unintentionally moving you across hundreds of kilometers. From your point of view, the world was simply a blur, and even when you came loose from the blanket, another part would soon smack into you, or a waft of displaced air would carry you back onto one.

That was, until one especially strong shake from Brenda, transferring more than enough force you launch you off of your blanket for good. While it felt good to be free, you had to wonder where the wind was carrying you now. You wouldn't have to wonder for long, though, as you felt gravity get ahold of you once again. And looking down, it became clear where you were going to land.

You were fast approaching...