Shelly pushed her pocket open with a finger, gently lowering the tiny toy car into it before grinning down at it.
"Alright, see you after school little bug," She cooed, slowly pushing her pocket shut.
The last thing Scott saw before his world was plunged into darkness was the smiling face of a near omnipotent young girl. He leaned back in the car, feeling the titanic girl's body heat already. This was going to be a long day.
Shelly sat back in the chair, swinging her legs back and forth as she began to hum to herself. She absently twirled some of her hair around a finger, mind drifting off as she waited to get to school.
Her soft pocket continued to heat up as the little bug and it's car drifted to the back of the young girl's mind. Soon enough, the bus reached their school, the kids all rushing off the bus. Shelly ran after some of her friends.
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