Rescue Mission
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
moeyuri7
"What?" Nicole said, annoyed. "I don't wanna go inside her mom. That's gross" she complained.
"Well, what else are we gonna do? If we leave her in there, she'll die and we'll lose all the footage. Plus, we were the last people she was seen with, so we'd get into some serious trouble."
"Ugh, fine. We'll go get Bianca ourselves" she said exasperated. "But she owes us!"
The bus was already a quarter of the way submerged in digestive juices when Bianca's phone buzzed. The windows were shattering under the pressure, filling the space with foul smelling liquid. Someone had recently lost their grip and fallen in. The rest of them were forced to listens to the screams of pain as the person was burned and melted alive.
'We're coming in to get you' Nicole responded to her. She took a small breath of relief...and gagged from the odor of vomit all around her.
'Bring protection. The acid is seriously strong' she sent back.
Checking her messages, Nicole frowned. Not only was it gross, but also dangerous? She really didn't want to do this...
"She says we should bring protection" she stated to Patricia.
"Like, a knife?"
"No, not that kind. It's for the acid so we don't get digested."
"I think I read that plastic doesn't digest. Doesn't she still have that inflatable raft from last summer?"
"Good idea! I think it's in the garage" she added. As they went through their friend's house, they spotted Maria standing over the stove, humming to herself with her headphones in.
After the two preteens spent half an hour searching the house, they managed to put together a small rescue kit. The self inflating raft, a paddle, some anti acid tablets from the bathroom, some dental floss (since they couldn't find rope), and an old divers suit that was way too big for them. They also helped themselves to Bianca's swimsuits, not wanting to ruin their clothes with who-knows-what inside Maria.
Nicole shrunk the gear to tiny size just as Maria called up to them.
"Girls! Dinner!" she yelled. Nicole looked over to her friend again and sighed.
"So...how are we doing this?"
"C'mon, do I have to do all the thinking?" Patricia groaned. "It's easy. All we need to do is..."
"Well, what else are we gonna do? If we leave her in there, she'll die and we'll lose all the footage. Plus, we were the last people she was seen with, so we'd get into some serious trouble."
"Ugh, fine. We'll go get Bianca ourselves" she said exasperated. "But she owes us!"
The bus was already a quarter of the way submerged in digestive juices when Bianca's phone buzzed. The windows were shattering under the pressure, filling the space with foul smelling liquid. Someone had recently lost their grip and fallen in. The rest of them were forced to listens to the screams of pain as the person was burned and melted alive.
'We're coming in to get you' Nicole responded to her. She took a small breath of relief...and gagged from the odor of vomit all around her.
'Bring protection. The acid is seriously strong' she sent back.
Checking her messages, Nicole frowned. Not only was it gross, but also dangerous? She really didn't want to do this...
"She says we should bring protection" she stated to Patricia.
"Like, a knife?"
"No, not that kind. It's for the acid so we don't get digested."
"I think I read that plastic doesn't digest. Doesn't she still have that inflatable raft from last summer?"
"Good idea! I think it's in the garage" she added. As they went through their friend's house, they spotted Maria standing over the stove, humming to herself with her headphones in.
After the two preteens spent half an hour searching the house, they managed to put together a small rescue kit. The self inflating raft, a paddle, some anti acid tablets from the bathroom, some dental floss (since they couldn't find rope), and an old divers suit that was way too big for them. They also helped themselves to Bianca's swimsuits, not wanting to ruin their clothes with who-knows-what inside Maria.
Nicole shrunk the gear to tiny size just as Maria called up to them.
"Girls! Dinner!" she yelled. Nicole looked over to her friend again and sighed.
"So...how are we doing this?"
"C'mon, do I have to do all the thinking?" Patricia groaned. "It's easy. All we need to do is..."
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