Not A Toy 123

"...Well?" Jenna's tone a concoction of eager irritation. Her equally dwindled roommate supposedly had a solution, and she wanted to hear it.

"Well..." Maisie's words echoing the older woman's, she wasn't wholly convinced of her own brewing strategy. "We want to get the attention of whoever is out there, right?"

Both women silently grimaced at that - they couldn't be certain that whoever this stranger was were 'better' than their giant redheaded captor, but from the sounds of it, they were in disagreement about something, which the duo felt was as good as they were going to get.

Jenna nodded, and the college graduate continued. "The door isn't an option, and we're too quiet to be heard but... what about if we could make a noise that would be heard?"

The teacher's gaze narrowed, quietly urging Maisie to elaborate.

"So, I say we get climb out of here and push the box off the edge of the desk!" The younger woman said, expectantly looking at the teacher.

Jenna took a beat, the gears of her own mind whirring. "Well...  That could work...?" The woman sounded less than convinced.

The discussion beyond the enormous wooden threshold grew louder, they sounded closer...

That was all the momentum Maisie needed. "Well, unless you've got a better idea, that's what we're doing!" The younger of the pair whirled on her heels and, with a spry athleticism she owed to her younger days as a dancer, hoisted herself onto the rim of their makeshift bedroom.

Jenna watched the deft movements of the graduate. "W-Wait, we might not even be able to get this thing to move, right? Are we too small?"

Maisie groaned as she worked to pull herself over the hurdle. "Weren't you the one who woke me up over this? Go back to bed if you want!" The lean woman trying to ignore how much more difficult her doll's attire made the effort.

Jenna threw her head back, groaning dramatically. Maisie couldn't be sure if it was the insanity of their predicament that made her reluctant, the plan itself or just that Maisie had been the one to come up with a plan at all.

The teacher was stirred to action but the sensation of the ground moving beneath her feet, the box itself shifting with the movement of the doll-sized Maisie. The younger woman threw her legs over the edge, the material of her attire protesting every second, before finally dismounting onto the wooden desk. Jenna eyed the younger woman's approach, and was suddenly haunted by long dormant ghosts of gym classes where her performance was less than impressive. Her eyes sought another approach, and she moved to the plastic bed, clambering atop it, steading herself and reaching out for the edge of the box.

Maisie recovered nimbly and turned to take in the sight of Jenna's more than awkward approach. "Uh... is that really the best way to... Do you need help or...?"

The teacher bit her lip anxiously, her eyes fixed on the task at hand. "Can you shut up? And don't look at me while I'm doing this, okay?" Her tone betraying her status as the older the pair.

Maisie, despite the enormity of her situation, stifled laughter and threw her hands up, turning away from the teacher's attempt. "Okay, okay! I'll avert my eyes..."

The sound of the plastic bed shifting with the weight of the teacher doing nothing to dissuade notions of Jenna's clumsiness.

Beyond the door that sealed the two tiny women within, Sophie was facing a challenge of her own.

"Well?!" Nathalie's impatience was clear.

The scientist stumbled over her words. Nathalie had deduced that there was no way Sophie would use the device on herself unless she was certain it was safe for humans... which could only mean that it had been used on another person!

The now much taller Nathalie pressed her fellow scientist into the dark hallway, Sophie instinctively flicking on a light as she did so.

"Sophie! I didn't risk my freaking job so you could do... whatever this is!" She gestured to the redhead's dwindled stature. "Who else knows about the device? Did you use it on them?" Nathalie's mind suddenly filled with the dread notions that 'eliminating' someone with such a machine wouldn't be overly difficult, but surely Sophie wasn't capable of that...

The redhead tried to respond. "Would you calm down?! You aren't listening... I just..."

"Calm down?! You were the one who was always so worried about what this thing could be used for and... you still haven't answered my question! Did you use it on someone else!?"

Sophie felt sweat beading upon her brow, her heart beating in her chest, Nathalie seemed even larger than she really was. The redhead retreated with every step until she felt herself cornered in her own home.

"I... umm... if you just..." Sophie stumbled

Nathalie's march finally ceased, as she took a breath and leered over her colleague - feeling more like a teacher seeking a confession from a misbehaving student.

The towering woman talked over her friend's stammering words. "You're a brilliant scientist, Sophie, but you're a terrible liar."

The redhead's mind was racing, was there anyway out of this?!

"Well..." Sophie's voice sounded more timid than she would have liked, while Nathalie just stood there waiting for something, anything that would satisfy her. "You aren't going to believe this..."