A small sharp pain hit Matt in the foot. He winced, and lifted his foot to look. Seeing a small speck, he assumed it was a bug. ''Shouldn't be messing with me little guy, I don't take kindly to your kind being in my home...'' he laughed. ''Oh god no, please... It can't end like this...'' George panicked. Before his life could even flash before his eyes in an awful cliche way, Matt smashed down with his foot. Rubbing back and forth, he did his best to eradicate the 'bug' from existence. But mere seconds later, it lifted, and left a perfectly live (albeit hurt) George in the spot it stomped on. ''I... I survived...'' George gasped, marvelling at the miracle. His gigantic dad stomped away, leaving him to contemplate what on earth to do. Right now, George really wanted food more than anything. This wasn't unusual for George at all, even when he was small enough to be stepped on in a house of 3 giant males, he had to put food first. He knew that there was cereal up on the kitchen worktop, so he set his sights on that...
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