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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1961614
You try to survive ant size in a Gigantic Parallel Universe.
This choice: Eh it's junk (crush it)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Eh it's junk (crush it)

    by: NEDM (TwoTailedMoon) Author IconMail Icon
Scott continued to look out beyond the windshield at the boy as he began to press on the car's roof. Something about his son's unhappy expression made the man feel uneasy.

Having heard the boy's other comments about the car being 'lame' and a 'knock off' was sort of offensive, but the real red flag rose when he heard.

"Pfft, What a piece of junk.." The boy's expression clearly conveyed disgust.

"B-Brian?" The worried father began to mutter just the boy's fingers suddenly closed in around the car.

For a moment Scott was worried that the boy was planning on tossing him back into the toy chest, but he quickly realized Brian had a different idea.

The car around the tiny man began to creak loudly, much louder than the soft groans from before.

Every side of the car began to buckle inwards.

"HEY!! BRIAN BE CAREFUL! YOU'RE DAMAGING M-...." Scott's heart sank as he realized what the boy was more than aware of the damage he was causing.

The ten year old tightened his grip on the small car, causing it to compress.

Scott began to scream as all the windows exploded inwards.

"BRIAN NOOOO!!! STOP!!" The frantic terrified father could do nothing but watch as the giant fleshy fingers tightened around the car's structure until he felt himself being painfully pressed in from every side.

Brian grunted softly as he clenched his fist as hard as he could. He could feel the crumby tin-strength metal compress between his fingers as he squeezed the car into an ball. It was almost kind of amusing to the boy how easy it was to crush.

Giving it one final squeeze, Brian tightened his fist to the point that compressing it any further seemed impossible.

Upon opening his hand, the only thing left was an ugly unrecognizable ball of scrap

"Haaaah, I knew it. Just a cheap knock off" The boy muttered boastfully as he tossed the scrap into the waste bin next to his door.

He would never notice the odd red substance leaking from the ball as it rested at the bottom of the empty garbage bag.

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