Planning a rescue and rebellion
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 25
by
copier
· original author:
chyoaguy
"Get back at her?! Are you nuts?! What are we supposed to do to someone who eats people like they're candy?!"
"Shut UP, Todd! Those were MY PARENTS that got eaten like candy! I'm not going to take that lying down! Sure, they yell at each other a lot, but... they're still my parents! I'm not letting that giant, bloated bitch get the best of me! We are NOT her slaves, and we ARE going to get my parents back!" Suzey barked, eyes aflame.
"...Who's we?" Beth. muttered. Suzy rolled her eyes.
"Beth, get your head out of your ass and think. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Todd has the right idea. We DO have a choice for whether or not we live our lives as slaves to some egotistical lunatic."
"Well, in that case, I hope you have some ideas for HOW we're getting back at her. ...My dad might be really into hunting, but I don't think that one rifle is going to do much to someone her size. I kind of wish we could just pop her like the overinflated balloon her belly has become, but it'd take something like a tank to break her skin."
"Okay, right idea, Beth, but we need to think outside the box. I don't think any amount of weapons, makeshift or otherwise are going to help us get back at that giant bitch. ...And ideally we get my parents out of her before slay this Goliath."
"What if we, like, poisoned her or something?"
"Not a bad idea, Todd," Suzy mused. "But difficult to pull off. We'd have to use bleach or some other chemical easily available, and though all of our neighbors might be willing to help, we'd have to use A LOT of it to have a shot at actually killing her. Also... if she eats a shitload of poison while my parents are in her stomach... What's going to happen to them? ...Let's keep that one in mind, though. It's doable."
"...You seem really calm, Suzy." Beth mumbled nervously, feeling chilled at just how collected her friend seemed.
"Do I? I'm furious, Beth. That giant bitch ATE my parents, and I'm going to make her pay. And if I can't rescue my parents? I'm going to make that freak suffer so much she WISHES we'd just done something as simple as poison her!"
"Okay, so maybe we should think about how to rescue your parents BEFORE we plan out how to kill Mrs. Cooper?" Todd cut in, looking more resolved and less panicked by the second. It was truly interesting; when the chips were down you never knew who would turn out to be brave in the face of overwhelming danger. He sure hadn't thought he'd had it in him.
"Todd, your parents are former Firefighters or something, right?" Suzy asked, a sudden spark of inspiration striking her.
"...Yeah? I mean, not technically firefighters, but they did meet on a joint Swift Water Rescue operation, and ended up staying in that department until dad hurt his back."
"And now you guys go camping every month, right? What kind of stuff do you have in your garage? Firestarters, fuel, tents, what?"
"He takes my brothers and sisters and me camping, yeah. I mean, I'd rather just stay here with my Xbox, but-"
"Not what I'm asking, Todd! Focus. Supplies! Your parents have some real heavy duty survival stuff lying around, right?"
"Uh... yeah? Three tents for my parents, my brother, and my sisters, a whole bunch of gasoline... three or four inflatable life rafts, the really heavy duty kind. Dad got them straight from his old department. They're huge, but you wouldn't know it just looking at the boxes they come in."
"Oh! Um... I have an idea," Beth chimed in, finally finding her nerve. "My older brother's super into rock climbing, and he left all his old gear behind when he went off to college. There's ropes, rappels, climbing hooks or whatever they're called... Um, I don't really want to think about how we're- or anyone- is going to do this, but... they might help us get your parents back."
"Thanks, Beth. I mean it." Suzy said, smiling. There was a pit in her stomach, knowing that this kind of talk could very well end with all three of them stewing in Madeline's big belly or crushed under her nasty feet, but...
Hell, it felt good to rebel, and nothing said rebellion like plotting to bring down the self-proclaimed queen of the neighborhood!
There really wasn't anything like a crisis to bring out the best in underachieving slacker teens, it seemed. If the plot hadn't been at her expense, Madeline would've been proud that the 'rude, idiotic teenagers' she always butted heads with were finally behaving like responsible, rational young men and women.
They had options. All of them were going to take skill, effort, and patience to pay off, and some of them may be more effective than others. Now it was just a matter of deciding on a plan and committing.
Coming to a decision, Suzy opened her mouth and spoke;
"Shut UP, Todd! Those were MY PARENTS that got eaten like candy! I'm not going to take that lying down! Sure, they yell at each other a lot, but... they're still my parents! I'm not letting that giant, bloated bitch get the best of me! We are NOT her slaves, and we ARE going to get my parents back!" Suzey barked, eyes aflame.
"...Who's we?" Beth. muttered. Suzy rolled her eyes.
"Beth, get your head out of your ass and think. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Todd has the right idea. We DO have a choice for whether or not we live our lives as slaves to some egotistical lunatic."
"Well, in that case, I hope you have some ideas for HOW we're getting back at her. ...My dad might be really into hunting, but I don't think that one rifle is going to do much to someone her size. I kind of wish we could just pop her like the overinflated balloon her belly has become, but it'd take something like a tank to break her skin."
"Okay, right idea, Beth, but we need to think outside the box. I don't think any amount of weapons, makeshift or otherwise are going to help us get back at that giant bitch. ...And ideally we get my parents out of her before slay this Goliath."
"What if we, like, poisoned her or something?"
"Not a bad idea, Todd," Suzy mused. "But difficult to pull off. We'd have to use bleach or some other chemical easily available, and though all of our neighbors might be willing to help, we'd have to use A LOT of it to have a shot at actually killing her. Also... if she eats a shitload of poison while my parents are in her stomach... What's going to happen to them? ...Let's keep that one in mind, though. It's doable."
"...You seem really calm, Suzy." Beth mumbled nervously, feeling chilled at just how collected her friend seemed.
"Do I? I'm furious, Beth. That giant bitch ATE my parents, and I'm going to make her pay. And if I can't rescue my parents? I'm going to make that freak suffer so much she WISHES we'd just done something as simple as poison her!"
"Okay, so maybe we should think about how to rescue your parents BEFORE we plan out how to kill Mrs. Cooper?" Todd cut in, looking more resolved and less panicked by the second. It was truly interesting; when the chips were down you never knew who would turn out to be brave in the face of overwhelming danger. He sure hadn't thought he'd had it in him.
"Todd, your parents are former Firefighters or something, right?" Suzy asked, a sudden spark of inspiration striking her.
"...Yeah? I mean, not technically firefighters, but they did meet on a joint Swift Water Rescue operation, and ended up staying in that department until dad hurt his back."
"And now you guys go camping every month, right? What kind of stuff do you have in your garage? Firestarters, fuel, tents, what?"
"He takes my brothers and sisters and me camping, yeah. I mean, I'd rather just stay here with my Xbox, but-"
"Not what I'm asking, Todd! Focus. Supplies! Your parents have some real heavy duty survival stuff lying around, right?"
"Uh... yeah? Three tents for my parents, my brother, and my sisters, a whole bunch of gasoline... three or four inflatable life rafts, the really heavy duty kind. Dad got them straight from his old department. They're huge, but you wouldn't know it just looking at the boxes they come in."
"Oh! Um... I have an idea," Beth chimed in, finally finding her nerve. "My older brother's super into rock climbing, and he left all his old gear behind when he went off to college. There's ropes, rappels, climbing hooks or whatever they're called... Um, I don't really want to think about how we're- or anyone- is going to do this, but... they might help us get your parents back."
"Thanks, Beth. I mean it." Suzy said, smiling. There was a pit in her stomach, knowing that this kind of talk could very well end with all three of them stewing in Madeline's big belly or crushed under her nasty feet, but...
Hell, it felt good to rebel, and nothing said rebellion like plotting to bring down the self-proclaimed queen of the neighborhood!
There really wasn't anything like a crisis to bring out the best in underachieving slacker teens, it seemed. If the plot hadn't been at her expense, Madeline would've been proud that the 'rude, idiotic teenagers' she always butted heads with were finally behaving like responsible, rational young men and women.
They had options. All of them were going to take skill, effort, and patience to pay off, and some of them may be more effective than others. Now it was just a matter of deciding on a plan and committing.
Coming to a decision, Suzy opened her mouth and spoke;
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