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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1583429
The tale of Mikey Shripo, who was born only a mere inch
This choice: Mella.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

PP(Party Planning)

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         It would be easier to get help from Mella, since she's already upstairs. "I hope I making the right choice." I climb down the bowl, frequently slipping from drops of pee stuck to the bowl. I got down the hard, cold, tiled floor, now ready to go to Mella's chamber. I made an easy squeeze under the door. I looked at least twice around, to check if the coast is clear, or at least better help. The hall was quiet. I walked alongside the wall, seeing Mella's room at the other end. When I got to the entrance, I saw the only way in sealed with towels stuffed. I thought twice if I should really be doing this, but my conscience was no help. I barged my way through the stuffed towels, getting some into my mouth. I popped out of the towels, and was inside Mella's room, the place where my trouble started.

         I looked around, trying to get Mella's into sight. I kept on this until I found her laying horizontally on her bed. She was on the phone. I couldn't hear squat because of my miniature form, so I tried to get closer. I walked toward her bed, as she was getting out of view from the size of her bed. To avoid being squashed, I picked up the pace and hurried along under her bed. I sat quietly on the carpet, and tried to sneak into her conversation.
         "SO YOU GOING TO COME OVER?"
         ...
         "WHY? BECAUSE MY MOM'S GOING ON VACATION FOR A WEEK. I WAS THINKING ABOUT HAVE YOU AND MAY STAY TIL SHE GETS BACK."
         ...
         "MY BROTHER? DON'T WORRY ABOUT HIM. HE NOT GOING TO BE A PROBLEM. BESIDES, HE'S BEEN GONE THIS MORNING, SO YEAH."
         ...
         "WHEN SHE LEAVING? I SAY ABOUT NOW." I couldn't believe my ears! I didn't want to stay with Mella and her awful friends for a week. I was planning on convincing mom if I can join her, but I heard a faint engine staring. She must have left already! I was already depressed, but I needed to hear more of this.
         "WHAT ABOUT SNOUT? I PUT HIM OUTSIDE LIKE YOU TOLD ME TO. I KNOW YOU HATE HIM, SO HE'S NOT GOING TO BOTHER US THE WEEK." Now she put my pal out in the cold? If I was only big, I could teach her a lesson! But first I should save Snout from freezing.
         "OK, SO YOU GUYS ARE COMING AT 8, ALRIGHT?"
         ...
         "COOL! I'LL SEE YOU THEN." Then Mella hanged up the phone. Quickly, I saw her enormous foot falling from her bed, then the other pair. "I BETTER GO FRESHEN UP." She walks out of the room. Now I had two advantages. I could either get downstairs and save Snout. Also there was Mella's phone here, allowing me to cancel the party. Which one is reasonable?

You have the following choices:

1. Save Snout!

2. Stop the party!

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