Busted
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
moeyuri7
Claire gasped and looked upwards, trying to see who was casting a shadow over her. But all she saw was a few people walking passed her, completely oblivious to the small girl on the floor. Realizing the danger she was in, Claire crawled back under the counted and curled up into a ball.
"This...can't be happening..." she mumbled to herself. That's it! This isn't real. She simply had a few too many drinks and was losing it. The thought that this terrible misfortune hadn't happened to her was...calming. Calming enough that she uncurled herself, laying on her belly against the tile floor of the kitchen. Her eyes grew heavy as she let herself slip unconscious...
In the morning, Claire groaned and turned over as she felt herself waking up. The splitting hangover coming on mixed with the light pouring in through the window made it impossible to fall asleep once again though. With a grunt, Claire sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Oh fuck, I need some water...where the hell did I pass out last night?" she thought out loud, looking around. As she saw the floor of the enormous kitchen, her eyes went wide as the memories of the night before came flooding back.
It was all real. The party, the shrinking...and now everyone was out. As she poked her head out from under the counter, she clearly saw the aftermath. There were beer cans and candy wrappers all over the place, but it seemed like everyone had left. That's when she noticed something. It sounded like...distant yelling?
Claire made her way over to the kitchen door, looking out at the source of the sound. She gasped as she looked towards the front door. her boyfriend Derek was sitting on the couch, getting completely chewed out by his parents. The front door was still open...which meant that they probably came back before he could clean up.
But she also noticed something else. Some kind of futuristic looking ray gun was sitting on the coffee table. That's probably what shrank her! It must have been Mr. Jordan's invention, and Derek probably stole it for the night! So all she needed to do was get someone's attention and have them regrow her!
But she knew that she wouldn't make it through the living room safely. The carpet was thick, and dirty. By the time she reached the couch, they would probably already be gone. Or they might even start cleaning, and she could be sucked inside a vacuum. So instead, Claire decided to wait in the kitchen for someone to come.
Heading back to her safe spot under the counter, Claire sat and waited. After half an hour, the yelling finally stopped. She could hear the vacuum running, confirming her suspicions. It was good that she stayed where it was safe. But another hour passed before a pair of bare feet came into her line of sight, stopping in the kitchen.
That's when Claire made her move. She printed from her safe zone towards the gigantic foot, looking up to see who she was contacting. The person in the kitchen was...
"This...can't be happening..." she mumbled to herself. That's it! This isn't real. She simply had a few too many drinks and was losing it. The thought that this terrible misfortune hadn't happened to her was...calming. Calming enough that she uncurled herself, laying on her belly against the tile floor of the kitchen. Her eyes grew heavy as she let herself slip unconscious...
In the morning, Claire groaned and turned over as she felt herself waking up. The splitting hangover coming on mixed with the light pouring in through the window made it impossible to fall asleep once again though. With a grunt, Claire sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Oh fuck, I need some water...where the hell did I pass out last night?" she thought out loud, looking around. As she saw the floor of the enormous kitchen, her eyes went wide as the memories of the night before came flooding back.
It was all real. The party, the shrinking...and now everyone was out. As she poked her head out from under the counter, she clearly saw the aftermath. There were beer cans and candy wrappers all over the place, but it seemed like everyone had left. That's when she noticed something. It sounded like...distant yelling?
Claire made her way over to the kitchen door, looking out at the source of the sound. She gasped as she looked towards the front door. her boyfriend Derek was sitting on the couch, getting completely chewed out by his parents. The front door was still open...which meant that they probably came back before he could clean up.
But she also noticed something else. Some kind of futuristic looking ray gun was sitting on the coffee table. That's probably what shrank her! It must have been Mr. Jordan's invention, and Derek probably stole it for the night! So all she needed to do was get someone's attention and have them regrow her!
But she knew that she wouldn't make it through the living room safely. The carpet was thick, and dirty. By the time she reached the couch, they would probably already be gone. Or they might even start cleaning, and she could be sucked inside a vacuum. So instead, Claire decided to wait in the kitchen for someone to come.
Heading back to her safe spot under the counter, Claire sat and waited. After half an hour, the yelling finally stopped. She could hear the vacuum running, confirming her suspicions. It was good that she stayed where it was safe. But another hour passed before a pair of bare feet came into her line of sight, stopping in the kitchen.
That's when Claire made her move. She printed from her safe zone towards the gigantic foot, looking up to see who she was contacting. The person in the kitchen was...
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