Not A Toy 105

Jenna was irritated.

Maisie was irritated.

They each had their separate reasons for the rise in their impatience and frustration, and most recent events had caused their tempers to spike when they had been heading towards a relative calm - all things considered.

The spilled wine, the new outfits, Maisie's bath, the handling, Jenna's being taunted...

Maisie hadn't been wholly paying attention to the exchange of the older women. As she had stood inside the box, her anger at being 'handled' in such a way, without any warning, was replaced with a disarray at Sophie's supposed sleeping arrangements.

Jenna had quickly joined her in the box, and as the teacher steadied herself, she had the same experience as her younger companion.

The teacher glared at the plastic object before them, she had wanted to snap back at Sophie's taunts, but she was suddenly distracted. "Thats...?" She left the sentence unfinished.

Maisie gestured to the toy furniture. "That's a doll's bed." She said flatly.

Jenna ran her hands through her head, looking on in dismay. "Oh c'mon. She can't be serious..."

Sophie tapped the side of the box gently. "Can you two skip the part where you're incensed? It might not be as soft as you're used to but its bed-shaped."

 As the two shrunken women looked on, the scale of everything was confounding their senses. The giant redhead, the enormous study behind her, the shoulder high walls that penned them in, and now this bed - the scale of which just seemed slightly off compared to them.

"It only has the one pillow though. I'm sure you can make do." Offered the scientist.

Jenna and Maisie exchanged a glance. This thing did not look comfortable.

"So, I'll say good night then." 

At that, Jenna wheeled on her feet. "Hey-hey, wait a second." Piped up the defiant woman. "Is this seriously the best you can do? Isn't there like... like..."

Maisie considered the options. "Couldn't we just sleep on a towel or something?" Finishing Jenna's thought.

The teacher continued on. "And what are we meant to sleep in? These outfits aren't exactly comfortable."

"And what's with the box?" Maisie questioned.

Sophie rolled her eyes and stood to her feet - rising higher, and higher and higher over the tiny women.

"You two..." She said mostly to herself. "If you slept on a crumpled towel, what if you rolled into the folds and couldn't escape? I don't have any doll's pyjamas for you, so that's up to you. And the box is so that you two don't roll out of bed and off the desk." 

The scientist answered the flurry of questions firmly and finally. She wanted to leave these two for the night, an earlier query from the teacher had spurred a thought in her mind.

Jenna bit her lip in frustration at Sophie's answers, Maisie scratched her head. They weren't in much of a position to refute the woman's claims.

"So, you're going to bed? You're going to leave... us here?"

Sophie had already decided. "Yes Maisie. I'll be right across the hall though." The giant woman said, although to the shrunken pair she might as well have said she was a suburb over. "I figure you two would enjoy a bit of privacy anyway."

The tiny twosome was now faced with the prospect of being left alone - the notion left some oddly mixed feelings in minds.

"Is there anything else? Otherwise, I'll say good night..."