Becky's Gonna Need Backup
WWE Shrink Ray
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
patnewworld
Humiliated and belittled in more ways than one, Becky watches from the other end of the hallway as Nia proceeds to shrink down all her belongings, including her title belt, and bring them all into her room. Clenching her fists in anger, Becky whispers to herself “When i get back to normal i swear i’m going to rip that titanic twat's fucking head off…” She doesn’t really have time to indulge in revenge fantasies, however, as she feels under her bare feet the tremors of another giant nearby. She looks up and her face goes pale as she sees an instantly recognizable blonde mountain bounding towards her. Charlotte Flair. Holding the NXT title proudly over her shoulder, Charlotte’s massive footsteps reverberate through the halls as she walks with an equally enormous Cathy Kely, talking to her about interviews and promos she’d have to shoot the next day. Becky moves as close to the wall as she possibly can, and slides her way towards the nearest hotel room she can find. Getting on her hands and knees, she sees the gap underneath the door and thinks she has just enough room to squeeze beneath it to get away. Which is good because she hears Charlotte say to Cathy “Wait… what’s that on the floor?” Becky doesn’t waste any time and scrambles under the door, pressing her tiny body as close to the floor as possible and managing to get through the space. She finds herself freed from the pressure and inside the hotel room relatively quickly, standing still and trying not to make a sound as she hears Charlotte’s large feet stomp down just on the other side. The Queen's massive shoes tap the ground a few times in frustration, before a muffled voice from above says “Weird… Must have been seeing things.” Charlotte and Cathy continue walking down the hall and Becky sits down leaning against the door, breathing a sigh of relief. “Jesus. Don’t want to know what she would have done to me if she were to get her hands on me like this.”
Becky takes a minute to get a perspective on her surroundings. She’s the size of a mouse, trapped in a hotel filled with wrestlers, and Nia’s got the only thing that can get her back to normal size. Clearly the deck is stacked against her, but maybe if she found herself in the room of someone she could convince to help her, she has a chance. She looks around the room and sees a few non-descript bags and articles of clothing, but nothing that would really tell her who’s room this is. “Well i’m never gonna get a good look around from the floor. And besides they can’t really help me if they step on me first.” Becky walks over to the bedside table, and spots a cord hanging down from the countertop. Using all her upper body strength, she manages to get a grip on the cord and climbs herself up the side, making it all the way to the top. Rising back up to her feet, she takes another look around the room and sees that the bed is well made, the blinds are drawn, and there’s nothing out of the ordinary plugged into the walls. Clearly whoever checked into this room, they haven’t been here for very long. She does see something out of the ordinary though: On the chair in the corner of the room, she sees a very particular object and immediately knows who’s room this is.
Becky takes a minute to get a perspective on her surroundings. She’s the size of a mouse, trapped in a hotel filled with wrestlers, and Nia’s got the only thing that can get her back to normal size. Clearly the deck is stacked against her, but maybe if she found herself in the room of someone she could convince to help her, she has a chance. She looks around the room and sees a few non-descript bags and articles of clothing, but nothing that would really tell her who’s room this is. “Well i’m never gonna get a good look around from the floor. And besides they can’t really help me if they step on me first.” Becky walks over to the bedside table, and spots a cord hanging down from the countertop. Using all her upper body strength, she manages to get a grip on the cord and climbs herself up the side, making it all the way to the top. Rising back up to her feet, she takes another look around the room and sees that the bed is well made, the blinds are drawn, and there’s nothing out of the ordinary plugged into the walls. Clearly whoever checked into this room, they haven’t been here for very long. She does see something out of the ordinary though: On the chair in the corner of the room, she sees a very particular object and immediately knows who’s room this is.
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November 12
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