So, you got behind your little toy car and you started pushing it down the hallway of the house while the front door was wide open. Once the car started to pick up speed, you jumped into the front seat and you decided to hold on as the car rolled down the hall and into the living room, gliding across the main entrance and finally sailing through the front door before rolling down the steep walkway which led to the sidewalk.
You then remembered the slight crack in the sidewalk right at the base of the walkway leading to the front door and wonder how that would affect your ride. As you come rolling down the walkway, you spot the crack! You try to lean as far as you can to the right, hoping you can steer the car away from the crack, which is on the left. The front wheel of the car rolls across the crack, making it turn slightly to the right, sending you and the car into a patch of grass! Crash! The car rolls off the sidewalk and overturns on the grass, sending you sailing through the air until you land head-first in the grass.
Just when you open your eyes and look up following your accident, you spot a large figure looming over your small, frail body. As you squint and rub your eyes, you recognize the towering giant. It’s Renzo, one of your classmates from school and your best friend and soccer teammate. In fact, the first thing you notice are his spikes. He is wearing cleats, shorts and his soccer jersey.
“Holy crap, dude! What happened to you? How the hell did you get so small?” Renzo smiles as he squats down and reaches over and lifts you up with his giant fingers. He gently places your small 3-inch tall body in the palm of his giant hand as he stands up straight and examines you. “Wow… You’re so tiny!”
“Renzo! You gotta help me, man! I shrunk! Something made me really, really tiny! Please! Help me!” you shout at him as he looks down at your tiny figure, which is surrounded by his large fingers on one side and his wrist on the other.
“Well, we got soccer practice at school today, so I’ll just bring you along with me, little dude! After that, I’m taking you home with me! Don’t worry! I’ll take care of ya!” Renzo smiled as he placed you in his shirt pocket of his jersey. As you look down, you see his long, muscular legs walking forward, towards the soccer field. Renzo had thick, muscular quads and calves, just like a star soccer player. When you look up, you see Renzo’s neck, his chin and you can barely catch a glimpse of his face. At least, you feel safe. Renzo has been your friend for years at school, so he wouldn’t hurt you.
Renzo walks to the soccer field and spends a lot of time sitting on the bench until he’s called to play. Suddenly, you feel a lot of running, stopping, jarring, jumping and shouting. Occasionally you feel him kicking the ball and you hear him shouting at another teammate, but you feel safe as long as you can stay with him. After the game is over, you carefully look up from his shirt pocket and you notice he’s walking towards his house. What does Renzo do to you once he gets home?
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