Not A Toy 124

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Maisie humoured her potential-boss-turned-fellow-captive, looking away from the graceless attempts to free herself from their makeshift bedroom.

A panicked squeal, a less-than-ladylike grunt, and an awkward succession of footsteps later - Maisie turned to see the older woman righting herself before toppling over. Jenna stood straight, as though the task had been effortless. The younger of the pair snickered. "I wasn't looking, so I don't know how to score that. Want to try again?"

Jenna glared. "I don't know how this is funny."

Maisie shrugged. "If I don't laugh, I'll cry." She said with a wicked smile, acknowledging the madness of their predicament.

Jenna considered that, but both women's attention was drawn by the sound of raised voices beyond the door. "Let's try and move this thing."

The tiny duo planted themselves on the desk and threw their meagre weight and strength against the cardboard box. At first, there was a moment of fear as the object didn't seem to budge, but the moment was just that - a moment - and relief washed over them as the seemingly enormous object began to shift along the wooden surface. The two were reminded that this was not the first time they had pushed a relatively enormous object together. Just the day before they had worked to shift a plastic container, which was difficult enough when they had been much bigger than they are now. At their again-reduced size, that would have been near impossible.

Thankfully though, they encountered no such wall here. The two strained their bodies, their muscles tightening, sweat rising on their skin.

"How much farther?!" Jenna groaned through clenched teeth.

"Just keep pushing!" Maisie barked in response.

There was a faint hint of resistance, followed by a distant sound from below. Maisie realizing they had likely pushed off her shoes and former (and wine soaked) attire. Yet that was of little concern as the two women felt gravity join in their effort at last, the box tipping away from them and out of sight!

The pair watched in glee as the as their bedroom for the night sunk into the gloom below, their success punctuated with a loud clatter. The two couldn't deny the united sense of triumph they felt in that moment, it felt like an act of resistance - and after being shrunk, stashed in a purse, clothed and bathed; such acts were glorious.

Yet that triumph turned to anticipation. Would Maisie's plan work?

They didn't have to wait long.

Beyond the door, Nathalie waited with frustration for Sophie to explain herself.

The redhead stammered. "I was driving home after... taking it from work and..."

"Would you stop stalling and spit it out?!" Nathalie kept her gaze fixed on her shrunken colleague. Until...

Clunk!

Something clattered to the floor in the room beyond. It was too pronounced to be the house 'settling'. It drew the attention of both scientists.

"Shit!" Sophie whispered to herself, but her reaction was caught by the towering Nathalie. The taller woman's eyes darted from Sophie to the door, before resolving into action.

Nathalie stepped past the much smaller scientist, her weakened grip pawing at Nathalie feebly. "N-No, don't!" Sophie's words turned to a scream as Nathalie ignored her.

Her protest meant little, and with a twist of the handle, the door to Sophie's study flew open.

It was such a simple task - opening a door - and yet the ease of it far eclipsed the means of the two shrunken women beyond. Nathalie stood there for a brief second, her eyes adjusting to the dark, before being drawn to the high-pitched sounds on the desk, and the sight of two dolls atop it.

No. Not dolls. Just how at the front door Sophie hadn't been some kid relative; those weren't dolls at all. They were jumping, waving their hands, yelling, screaming!

They were people!

Tiny people! No. Shrunken people!

Nathalie couldn't believe what she was seeing. She thought witnessing the reduction Sophie had inflicted on herself was staggering, but those two were tiny!

So many questions raged inside her mind. Who were they? What were they wearing? Why were they trapped? How long had they been here? Hours? Days? Weeks?! Were there more? Did Sophie have an entire collection of shrunken people here?!

Each of these questions tried to fight for priority, but all Nathalie could offer in the face of this madness was a succinct...

"Sophie! What. The. Fuck?!"

The tiny pair's plan had worked, someone else was here - and what was more, she seemed surprised to see them this size! That was a relief. Jenna questioned though, how far away was Sophie standing? She looked... odd.

That wasn't important now though.

As Maisie, Jenna and Nathalie collided, Sophie could only watch. This wasn't how this was meant to happen! Nathalie was ruining everything! The redhead had needed time to get Maisie and Jenna on board, and now they'd be right back to their frantic panicking. What was worse, Nathalie wasn't going to understand either - she was already furious seemed intent on staying that way! This was all too much - Sophie couldn't see a way to tame this wild beast now, it was too much, and everything was too big!

Then, a voice in her mind that was smaller than even she was, quietly crept to the fore - a voice that she had intended to ignore but in the face of this disaster... it whispered a solution.