It's such immense relief to see her giant, swimming-pool-blue eyes study your tiny form. Under any other circumstance, you would be embarrassed by such scrutiny. But right now is the first time a person has been able to see you since you shrunk, and you are thankful for it.
Samantha's eyebrows raise. "Nick? Is that you?" she asks, shuffling her giant sock clad feet on either side of you as she leans forward to inspect you further.
"How did you get so...small?" she inquires, looking at you with incredulity, "And why are you down by my stinky feet?" she continues, wiggling her toes in her damp, orange socks as she says it. She looks from you, to her dingy socks, and back to you. Her eyes narrow for a moment, and then widen as her mouth opens in surprise.
"Oooohhhhhh Niiiiick! I had no idea!" she exclaims. Uh oh, where is this going, you wonder.
"That's pretty gross, Nick. Sorry, I won't judge. Besides, maybe I can get something out of it. Who knew you were into feet, though. Especially your sister's," she said, surprised with her supposed revelation.
What what what no, you think. Oh God no, she can't think that, that's so gross! Samantha grins wide, her pearly white teeth glistening. Whatever she's about to say, she thinks it will be a favor for you, and that's so gross.
"Well Nick, I guess I'll help you live out your dream," she says, still grinning, "but let's start simple." She reaches down and tugs off her knee high socks and drops them on either side of you, releasing waves of the horrid smell emanating from both the socks and her now-bare feet. She props both of her feet up in front of you, nearly blocking out your view of her face entirely.
"You'll give me a nice foot rub after I did all that practice...alone," she says, the last word coming out with a bit of ice. Well that's not fair, you intended to practice with her, it isn't your fault you shrunk! But it doesn't seem you'll get a chance to argue your fate. It seems now that you'll have to rub her feet for her to satisfy her and hopefully make her forgive you for 'ditching' her.
But maybe...there are other options?
1. Rub her feet. It can't be that bad, right? Just a quick little foot rub to pay her back, then you can try to talk to her about finding you help.
2. Avoid her feet. Try to get her to talk to you, instead of immediately putting you to work. You need to figure this shrinking business out, and a foot rub isn't the way to do it! You'll find a way to pay her back for ditching on her once you're big again.
3. Run for it. Look for a chance when she seems preoccupied. Get the heck out of here and try to get help from another sibling. Or even better, your mom.
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