This choice: You go to work serving them. • Go Back...Chapter #5Serving your masters. . . by: Unknown Before you was a mountain of food. Each piece of food towered over your small body. If you had to take a guess, you were probably two and a half inches tall! Carrying this food would be quite a challenge. Your rub your head, thinking on how exactly you were going to achieve this. As you were thinking, a giant finger interrupted your thoughts and knocked you over.
"Hey Shrimp! Hurry up and feed me, I am hungry!!" your giant sister Natalie exclaimed. You gulped a little, unsure of what to do first. Reacting out of fear, you hop up onto one of the plates of food. Reaching down, you retrieve a piece of bacon. It is a bit warm, but not too hot to burn you. You put it against your body and rush over to Natalie. Your family seemed very amused, watching you struggle to achieve their happiness.
Ding!
You put the piece of bacon on Natalie's plate. Reaching over to move aside some of her brown hair, Natalie looked at your feat unimpressed.
"That is it! I can't just eat a piece of bacon by itself! I need eggs and hash browns to go with it!!" Before you can react, Natalie's long slender finger comes back and knocks you over again. You wince in pain.
"Waiter! When will my food be arriving! I would like some toast, please!!" your mother, Mary, said loudly.
You slowly get up, your wind knocked out of you by your sister. Wiping some sweat from your face you return to the mountain of food. You grab some of the eggs and return to Natalie's plate again. You have the eggs close to your body again and your starting to smell a lot like the food you are dropping off. Placing the eggs on the plate, you grunt from the effort.
"Waiter, I do expect you to get my wife some food soon, she is famished!!" your dad says in a sarcastic tone, a large grin on his face. He points at the pile and then at your mother's plate.
Mary puts her hands on her head impulsively. "Oh my. . . I think if I don't get food soon. . . Ohhh the hunger!!" your mother goes off in a belligerent tangent. She was joking, but you had to hurry up!! The toast was opposite on the plate furtherest from your mother. You realized that she had chosen this item intentionally, to make it more difficult for you to bring it to her. Grabbing onto the toast was like carrying a small couch by yourself. A bit of a challenge indeed. After a bit, you were able to climb over eggs and bacon and begin moving it towards your mother.
"Waiter! I want my toast with Cream Cheese, please!!" your demanding mother asked. You had already moved the toast off the plate in your mother's direction!! The cream cheese was on the second plate away from the first. . .even further away from your mother. You were so tired and exhausted and you still had much more to do. Leaving the toast where it was, you rushed over to the second plate and pulled out a bunch of cream cheese. Rushing back, you placed it on the back end of the toast. Then, you again rushed back to the cream cheese to get more. After two more times of this, the toast was fully prepared with cream cheese. Your entire body had a thin layer of cream cheese as well too.
With the toast done, you began to push it towards your mother's plate.
"Oh my, it took so long I think I might. . . " your mother mockingly said "faint."
Mary's giant body began to lurch over, her giant head and long black hair rushing to meet you!! You screamed and ran backwards, still pulling the toast behind you. Thanks to your quick thinking, your mother's head didn't crush you into the table, but you didn't get off scot free. Your mother's face mashed into you, her giant lips and mouth mashing you deep into the cream cheese toast. You struggled back and forth as your mother feigned unconsciousness.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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