You wake up, shifting around and moving around on the ground as you don’t know if you felt this weird waking up. Not good, or bad. Just weird. You move around and roll onto your knees, getting up as you grip your head. Where are you exactly? The ground under you, it seemed to be... carpet.
“Okay, this was beyond weird. You shirt around and move around. Feeling it under you as you get up even more. Looking up, you could see the bottom of... a bed frame? Will poles across and a heavy giant mattress over it.
Since you can stand under a bed normally, it doesn’t take a genius to realise you have shrunk. You look over the place. Seeing a room, lighting shining in.
You were in a girl’s room, most likely a teenage girl. The room light was on, and there were clothes over the room. You walk around, trying to get your grip. Before you will do anything, you’re gonna get your sense first. Grabbing your head and focusing.
Small and in a giant room, what are you going to do? Get her attention, the owner of this room. You have no idea what she is like though? She could be boy crazy? She could be a sadist? She could be-
“Ohhh... Ohhh... Yeah...”
Extremely talented. That voice, it sounded like one of an angel. It sounded like a singing voice you honestly could go to sleep to. You focus in, shutting off your brain as you let her keep going
“Oh... it doesn’t matter what we face.
Let it be red or blue.
Cause whatever i will be facing.
I’ll be facing it all with you.”
It sounded perfect, like a real life rock star
“Oh that is good! Writing that down.” You heard her non singing voice say as she sounded as beautiful as she sung. You... you just had to move and see her face.
Walking and running over as you do that. Moving out and into the building. You could see it more, you got a look around the room. Until you shifted around and looked onto the bed.
She had her legs crossed, in pretty casual wear. A pair of comfy pants and a pink tank top on. Basically in her underwear as it was a bit awkward to see. You think about it for a little bit, until you come to a conclusion.
You’re gonna get her attention. You have to. She was beautiful, sounded nice and... well that is all you got and frankly, that is enough. She was writing something down onto her tablet, and you assume it was that song.
With a smile on your face, you move over. You had just the place to go to. Since she was on her bed, it was a bit messy. The corner of her blanket right now touching the ground and letting you climb up. It will be a hard climb, but it was the only way really to get up there to her.
You start moving and start climbing, hearing her type above as she was frankly all you can think about. Well that and what you’re gonna say. Since you’re tiny and in her bedroom, there was a chance that this did not look good. Well more than a chance, it looks terrible. This made you think about what you are gonna say.
Defend, before you say anything tell her what happened. That you just woke up under her bed. Simple as that.
Actually thinking about it, it didn’t take a genius to realise that sounded absurd, but it was gonna have to be what you’re sticking with. No doubt about that.
Maybe you should think and come up with a compliment. That would no doubt get her onto your side. What can you compliment her about? Her clothes, nah pretty basic and casual. Her looks, well yes but that might give off the wrong impression. That might make you sound like an even bigger pervert.
Her singing! Of course! If you compliment her singer, that has got to win you some big points. You climb right up, getting to the top as you see her bedroom from a higher angle. It was pretty big, compared to you at least. A toilet would be gigantic so that is not fair.
Looking to the giant brunette though, you marvelled at her size even more. She was not only beautiful, but... well perfect. You don’t know if she is over 18, but she looks more beautiful than a model
As much as you want to stay at the edge of the bed and marvel at her beauty, you were close and she was typing on her phone. Probably to one of her friends. You ignore this as you walk right up, right up to her.
Her frame getting bigger and bigger as you could not take your eyes off of her face. Her beauty captivating you, which is probably what happened when you ran into the foot. Not watching ahead as you hit her sole. Going face first as you feel like an idiot.
“What was that?” She questioned as she took her eyes off of the phone. I reacted quickly... cowardly. I move and dig my way down under one of the folds her blanket. Out of sight and out of mind as you hold yourself still.
Once she saw that it was just her imagination, she went right back to typing. Texting to her friends.
That was too close, but that was what you wanted right? Guess saying it was much easier then actually doing it. Even though you want to trust her, you’re not really sure if she can. Will she be mean, or evil. You hope not, of course you hope not!
You could stay on her bed and in her room unaware for the rest of your life. Or you can get the courage and get moving. Get moving and get her attention?
And pray for the best.
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