Eric stared at the jock, then the giant cage, then back to his angry student.
"You can't be serious?" Eric squeaked, embarrassed anew by his squeaky voice.
Scott laughed and smirked. "Oh, I am serious," he said, and his giant fingers reached for the six-inch-tall man on the bedcovers.
Eric, too unprepared, thought of fleeing only after he felt the fingers curl around his small form.
By then, escape was next to impossible.
Gripping the tiny man in a clenched fist, Scott walked to the cage and, taking deep satisfaction from his actions, dropped the arrogant professor into the cage.
"Cool your heels in there, you miserable little runt," the big jock said with haughty zeal. "I'm going out to meet some friends."
"Please!" Eric raised his voice as loudly as possible. "You can't do this to me!"
Scott, looking through the glass, rolled his eyes. "This is only the beginning," he swore.
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