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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1583429
The tale of Mikey Shripo, who was born only a mere inch
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Chapter #2

Morning!

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         It was a bright and foggy morning. I have woken up from my miniature sized bed. I can see the time was...5:00?! I weren't supposed to be awake until 7:30! At the corner of my eye, I see my sister, Mella, snickering at a distance. As I turned to face her, she stuck out her tongue and started walking down the hall.
         "Ha ha ha. You think this is funny." I'm saying with sarcasm. I forget about the rude awakening, and decide to stay up. "Well, as long as I'm up, Might as well do something." I then climb down using the string you found hanging around in the house. As I'm getting down,I blow my tiny whistle to call out my friend. He was a ferret called Snout. He was incredibly trained, so I didn't worry about being eaten. Seconds later, the white furred ferret appears.
         "How you doing, boy?" I asked while scratching his chin. I then hop on to Snout's back and ride my way to the living room.

         I make it into the living room. I ask Snout to take me to the sofa, and he did as he were told. When I reached the sofa, I tell Snout to run along. Now I was on the sofa watching tv. An hour passed and I see my mom awake and heading to the kitchen to make some waffles.
         "HELLO, SWEETIE. WHY ARE YOU UP EARLY?"
         "Maybe because Mella set my alarm clock to 5:00"
         "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. SHE'S SLEEPING."
         "That little sneak...!" I whisper.
         "WHAT WAS THAT, DEAR?"
         "Oh nothing."
         "HMM...WELL ANYWAYS, IF YOU NEED ME, I'll BE IN THE KITCHEN."
         "Ok mom." I continued with my cartoons.

         It was 7:00, and I heard my mom calling me.
         "HONEY, COME AND GET YOUR WAFFLES." I couldn't wait for the special blueberry waffles my mother makes. I made a perilous jump off the sofa and onto the carpeted floor. I rushed into the kitchen to see my waffles hot & toasty on the dining table. I call Snout over to help me reach the table. Snout comes in a hurry and get me to the delicious waffles. Before I began stuffing your face, my mother asked me to accomplish a deed for her.
         "MIKEY, CAN YOU..."

You have the following choices:

1. GET THE NEWSPAPER OUTSIDE?"

2. WAKE UP YOUR SISTER?"

3. EAT QUICK? I GOT TO GET YOUR TO SCHOOL EARLY."

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