Quickly shoving him into your purse before he could protest. You then head out the door not questioning your luck of it being your teacher that shrank instead of you. Keeping your eyes trained on the floor for any others you might be able to scoop up in the process. You make your way to the teachers lounge. Their had been an announcement of a faculty meeting after school. Sure enough, the door was unlocked and the room was littered with piles of clothes. You could see them all huddled together talking on the floor. When they saw you approach they scattered in every direction terrified. All different sizes ranging from 2 inches up to 6. Quickly you grab the broom and dustpan in the corner and proceed to sweep them all up. You relished the sound of their screams each time another got trapped. Satisfied you had them all, you bring the dust pan up to eye level. You must have atleast 20 teachers/faculty now at your disposal. Grabbing a purse obviously from one of them, you dump out it’s contents and then pour in your new prized possessions. Perfect you think to yourself as you make your way out of the room.
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