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Rated: GC · Interactive · Fantasy · #1930862
A Jstory and PokémonGod Role Play.
This choice: How do you Treat me?  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

To nice for my own good

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My mind was running a blank. This had to be a dream. There is NO WAY this could be real. My whole body tensed once I realized who she was. Let alone what I could do to her. She seemed to be talking but I her words feel deft to me. I was in denial that this was real. It couldn't be real, but I could FEEL her weight in my hands. My mind was trying to figure out if this was real or not. Taking in a few deep breaths trying to calm down, or wake up. Since I wasn't waking up I guess this was real... but it couldn't be.

"There is no way this is real," is all I could say.

Miranda just sat there in my hands laughing a bit, "I was doubting it myself, until you picked me up." The nervousness in her voice was so easy to notice.

My mind tried to make sense of all this bit it was too tired to think of anything. "Miranda..." Then a thought hit me, she has been the world's biggest dick since day one of the job, why the hell should I give her any mercy? Her life laid in my hands, I should make her pay! But then why should I go to her level? Hell I didn't even know if this was real. Looking around and finding a small shoe box, I just put her in it. "Stay here and we'll see what we can do about this tomorrow." Only thing I could think of since all of this seemed so weird. After a good night sleep I should be able to see if this is a dream or not.

Miranda nodded as she was put into the shoe box. Though she did ask for a blanket and a pillow. I did an inside sigh and got her two rags, one for a blanket and another for a pillow. She thanked me, and I just fell back on my bed and fell asleep.

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Alarm goes off jolting me awake. I look over and see its 5:45 in the morning. I just lay there trying to remember what made me so confused last night, when I hear a small voice yell, "Turn that thing off!!!" Oh that's right...

So my boss was shrunk. And at the mercy of me, the guy she tormented for 3 months. The dark and twisted thoughts that came to mind. But then another thought came to mind. Why should I treat her like she treated me? Though the my want for revenge was strong, my kindness was stronger.

I turned my alarm off and poked my boss's tiny form to wake her up. When she awoke... she forgot what happen yesterday and screamed her head off. This made me laugh a little.

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1. She finally remembers.. After fifteen minutes

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