"I'll go first because I'm the oldest." Noah declared, grabbing you off the floor with ease. You struggled to avoid the 10 year old's grip, but considering the boys easily pinned you before his fingers have no trouble trapping you in their grip.
"Aww, no fair!" Erik whined. "You always break 'em."
"That's not true!" Noah smirked, patting his belly. "Sometime I eat 'em." His siblings laughed at this, taking great amusement in the way your face paled at the joke. Because that was a joke...right? "Don't worry, I'll share later if I don't use him up. And if not, we can always shrink more toys." Erik and Amy agreed to this deal, going off on their own to play minecraft while Noah took you upstairs to his bedroom.
"I always get such a kick out of seeing you guys so small." Noah said, condescendingly patting the top of your head with his finger. "It's gotta feel so embarrassing for you to be put in your place by a kid, huh? I get to decide what happens to you and there's nothing you can do about it. You have adult responsibilities and a life and all that but none of it matters because we decided to make you our toy now. With all that being said, I think it's time for me to..."
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