Even as Beth raised her colossal foot, you were running for cover. Clearly, she didn’t recognize you and thought you were an insect, and while there were many ways for this meeting to end, you preferred the one where you didn’t end up as a stain on her shoe. So you ran as fast as you could, hoping to outrun her stomp, and hoping to hide. There! Shelter! As the pink-haired titaness brought down her gargantuan sneaker, you dove under the sofa.
You barely made it. With a crash, Beth slammed her foot into the carpet, sending out a burst of air that shoved you deeper into the dusty couch and rattled your eardrums. As your head cleared, you waited tensely for any sign of movement. Would she come after you? And if she did, would she look under the sofa? Just to be on the safe side, you cautiously crawled to the other side of the sofa. Directly above you, the sofa was unoccupied, but on the other side, you could see your cousin, Bekah. Surely she would recognize you? So, you begin to climb up the sofa, towards the empty cushion, trying to remain hidden for as long as possible. When you reach the top, you run to the center of the cushion and start yelling. "BEKAH! BEKAH!"
While she doesn't seem to notice, you start hearing the pounding of feet coming towards the couch. You redouble your efforts, but Bekah remains blissfully unaware. Then, out of the periphery, you see someone stop in front of your sofa cushion. Fearfully, you turn to see who it is.
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