"Oh another one of your frie-" She began as her focus fell onto you. Your blood ran cold, your legs tensing to prepare for a surely impossible escape. But to your surprise she lowered herself to one knee, her head coming closer to you. "Oh my god!" She laughed, "Awww, look at the tiny dentist"
"What?" Dallas called from across the room, and soon she too was standing over you, "Oh my god! what happened" She said as her head joined Mercedes looming over your tiny figure.
"A little technical difficulty" You said, feeling quite embarrassed at your helpless stature.
"Well I hope this doesn't get in the way of my appointment" Mercedes scoffed.
"Surely you cant expect-" Dallas began.
"Well as far as I can tell this should make cleaning my teeth even easier"
"Mercedes don't you think you're being-"
"Being what? I think my father would agree with me"
Dallas swallowed nervously, looking towards you for help. But you could only shrug...the girl had a point. Dallas quickly scooped you up, "Erm, me and Dr. Smith need to discuss this real quick" She said lifting you into the air so fast your stomach felt like it was going to burst out of your head.
"Fine, I'll be waiting here" Mercedes said, plopping back into her seat.
Dallas left the room and closed the door lightly behind her. Once she was satisfied she was out of earshot she began, "There is no way you can go into that girls mouth!"
"Well do you have any other suggestions?" You ask, "We both know you can't give her a satisfactory cleaning, hell her family would probably sue for having someone without a P.H.D take a tool even close to those teeth!"
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