As Charlene made her way to her bed the spoon in her bowl decided to flip itself out of the bowl she was holding. That sort of thing can happen from time to time. The sudden movements, the spoon sitting awkwardly in the bowl. What was different this time was the presence of the shrunken down human who was watching tons of metal falling toward him along with cereal chunks like a crashing airplane. It landed with a loud metallic ping,
"Damn it!" Charlene exclaimed then spoke into the phone with a slight annoyance "No, I dropped my spoon, you were saying?"
With her attention on her conversation she reached down to retrieve the fallen utensil. It was then that Jon made a decision, one that had dire consequences for him. He scrambled onto the spoon, the metal felt cold against his skin from it's time in the milk. His plan, if you could call it that, was to climb onto Charlene's hand and then ride it to the bed where he would hop off and hide on the bed until later. It wasn't exactly a well thought out plan, and being that hind sight is 20/20 he should've just dismissed it all together. For one thing the metal surface of the spoon was far too slick for Jon to climb, at least not as well or as fast as he had hoped.
Charlene dropped her spoon back into her bowl without a second though nor noticing it's passenger. She would clean up the bits of cereal on the floor later. Crawling onto her bed, she placed the bowl on her lap while she got comfortable.
Being dropped into frigid milk was quite a shock to Jon. He found himself submerged for a brief moment before breaking the surface. Gasping for air, he climbed up onto a slightly soggy cereal bit. He had fantasized about this, but this wasn't quite what he'd had in mind. He had to get out of the bowl and might have had only seconds to do it. The walls were two slick to climb, his only option was the spoon. If he could make his way over fast enough he .....
Too late. A large green reptilians hand with thick digits grasped the spoon and lifted it out of the bowl. Above Charlene was still talking on the phone. By now the conversation had changed from clothes to boys. Jon caught movement out of the corner of his eye and looked to see a beetle. It too was clinging to a cereal bit. Whether it had found itself sealed in the bag at the factory or if it had crawled in on it's own after the bag was opened who could say? Jon's attention had been on the beetle, which was roughly his size, so he hadn't noticed the descending spoon until there was a splash and and upheaving of cereal.
Jon wiped milk out of his eyes and blinked. The beetle was gone. He looked up in time to see the spoon, with it's passenger, slip between Charlene's lips. She hadn't even glanced at her spoon. She hadn't noticed the beetle and from what Jon could see as she chewed and swallowed that she hadn't even tasted it. Without a missing a beat of the conversation she lowered the spoon back toward the bowl. She scooped up a spoon full. A near miss, with a swallow she repeated the process, all the while not even noticing the human trying to jump from cereal bit to cereal bit. She didn't even hear his cries for help. Jon would've enjoyed watching her eat from the safety of the bed but now all he wanted to do was try to stay alive!
Suddenly his foot slipped and he found himself in the center of a loop. At that same moment the world lifted up from underneath as he was scooped out of the bowl and was lifted toward his next destination.
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