"Okay, how do you feel about Bacon and eggs? That's all the kitchen makes for breakfast now-a-days..."
"Anything will do. Just get..." You grabbed Marth's shirt and shook. "FOOD!" He blinked then snickered. "Right, let me go or you'll be dangling from my shirt..." You let go and he put you on the dresser. "Now stay..."
"Woof, Woof..." He turned and exited out the door. Your stomach growled in hunger and a few minuets later Marth came in with a plate and cutlery. Once he put the plate down next to you, you launched at it and started attacking the eggs. "HEY! At least have some..." Marth looked at the fork and then back to you attacking the food. "Argh...they really need to make smaller cutlery." He put down the extra fork and knife and started to nudge you over so he could cut his half of the eggs. It took only 5 minutes after Marth started for both of you to clean the plate. He put the napkin on the plate to stop you from picking up crumbs. "You know you're going to be in there with food now..."
"Can't be as bad as puke..." Marth opened his hand and slowly you crawled onto it. He didn't waste any time as he put you in his mouth and gulped. Once in the stomach you landed on a pile of eggs and Marth tapped the wall to make sure you were okay. After you gave the 'okay' the room started to move hecticly. Once it stops all you think is could he at least warn you next time he has to get dressed? The movement slowed down to a sort of swaying; like if in a hammock and the wind is at the right speed or your friend started to push it. Needless to say, it was pretty soothing. After a while you felt your eyes get heavy and to dreamland you went.
Only to be woke up by a loud pounding noise. Startled you fumble untill you got upright and balanced. Once fully up you breathe in deeply and yell out, "WHAT!?" The air shifted again and soon you were on a table again.
"I can't find the potion, so i'm thinking it's shrunken so your size can find it. Do you think you're up to the task?"
"Yes I am. Don't treat me like a kid..." You grumble as you push away a bottle in your way. It takes a while but you...
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