You had no other option. Obviously, nobody was coming to help you. You were on your own, so you did what you had to do, and that was to fight. You take your foot and kick it as hard as you can right into Eileen's stomach. The yell that she let out almost burst your eardrums, which means you hit her good and hard. The giantess mouse fell over to her side, writhing in pain.
"Why you son of a bitch!" she yelled. "You're dead!"
Unfortunately, when Eileen fell, she fell into the space between you and the exit. Damn your rotten luck. You make a mad dash through the room, hoping to lose her. "Don't even try to hide from me!" she yells.
Just then, the door bursts open, and Colin runs inside. "What the hell, Eileen!" he says to his older sister.
"Stay out of this, little brother!" she snaps back.
Colin runs up to Eileen's foot and jabs his finger in a spot right next to her ankle, which makes Eileen fall to the floor.
"Dude, how did you do that?" you say, amazed.
"Every female furry has a weak spot." he says. "In the case of mice, it's right by the ankle."
"Wow." you say.
"We should just walk home. I actually live across the street from you."
"Yeah, your sister told me," you say.
That night, you were in your room playing video games when you hear your cell phone ring. When you answer it, who's on the other line?
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