Jesus H. Christ, they move fast. The giant blue sneakers are gone in a flash, and the even more giant heels are close behind. You hardly had time to comprehend their presence before they walked right out of your life. You had deluded yourself when you thought you could hitch a ride. Nothing could catch up with something so big and so fast.
You move to chase, but you watch the car zoom off before you've reached the edge of the concrete step. "Shit!" You were trapped out here now, with no chance for help until someone decided to come home. And how long would that take? The day was sunny, but could your shrunken form take the harsh, outdoors environment? And what about predators? You were snack sized to a whole lot of different things now.
Getting back into the house would be ideal, now that you think more about it. However, a quick check shows a rubber stopper lining the gap under the door, to keep out bugs like you. Like it or not, you weren't going back in there for a while.
You were about to resume your earlier sulking when you heard a familiar sound, a repeated thumping. Footsteps. You turn around as a shadow is cast over the stoop, revealing the approaching feet of...
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