"Heck no!" you yell at her.
"What..." She turns her head towards you.
"You don't say 'no' to your client!" she basicly screams. She picks you up by your clothing and raises you to eye level. She slowly opens her mouth, and the back of her throat makes you shudder.
"Mercedes..." you yell to her, and she tilts her head back. She's gonna swallow me! you think to yourself. She sticks out her tongue to gulp you down, but the machine starts to humm. Closing her mouth, she looks over at it when a blue beam shoots out the window and hits her car.
"What the..." escapes her mouth, and still holding you, she gets up and runs outside. Her car has been shrunk to half an inch. Mercedes lets curse words fly, and you snicker. Suddenly, in her anger, she drops you, and you land next to her "car". Before you can do anything, you shrink down further to the preportional size of her car.
"Oh gosh!" you yell as her foot shakes the ground, and you bolt into the car.
"Why you little..." she says as she picks up the car.
"You know, this is my least favorite car, one of 6, and I really don't care how you go, but your going down."
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