This choice: Someone enters the house • Go Back...Chapter #18Mom is home by: Unknown The front door opens and slams shut signaling someone is home. Your dad starts to walk throwing you about the jar as he does so. "HELLO? ANYONE HOME?"
"HEY BABE!" Your dad says as he walks down the stairs. You now know your mom must be home now too. "Why do you have this, this thing in a jar in your room?"
"Thing? Oh! That's Jake." You saw your mom was still in her work clothes.
"This thing is... Jake?" Your dad replies.
"Uh huh." Your mom says as she grabs the jar and dumps you out of it into her upturned palm. You tumble along the jar and fall into a heap onto her hand. "Remember how I told you about the experimental size gun?" "Yeah." Your dad replies. "Well Jake, our smart son that he is, decided to steal it from me and use it on himself." Your mom sneers.
"Really? He shrunk himself? Why would he do something like that?" Your dad says shaking his head.
"A number of reasons that I can think of. It could've been because he didn't do his chores, his piss poor grades, or he was just too dumb to to know how to use the gun. He was probably trying to avoid me and figured the gun could help." Your mom said in a condescending tone.
"Mom! It was an accident! I didn't mean to! I'm trying my-"
"Quiet. The adults are talking bug." Your mom said condescendingly, cutting you off.
"So you put him in a jar?" Your dad said as he eyed you.
"Well not quite that simple. When I first saw him I thought he was a bug, so I almost stomped him." Your mom said cracking a grin.
"You almost crushed him?" Your dad said amused, "Well that would've sucked for you!" He said to you and laughed. "I think that probably would've been first too. I don't think anyone else has ever died by being stomped on by their mom thinking they were a bug!" Your dad laughed.
"This isn't funny!" You yell up but are ignored.
"He wouldn't have died, it just would've been... uncomfortable. The gun causes things that shrink to become more durable. They've done plenty of testing at the lab." Your mom said. You meanwhile were left trembling in your mom's upturned palm. Your parents towered over you.
"So even if you stepped on him, he wouldn't have died?" Your dad said.
"Exactly." your mom tilted her hand and you tumbled across her palm and off the side of it, plummeting to the carpet below. You landed with a thud and looked up at your giant parents towering over you.
Your towering parents looked imposing. Your dad in his t shirt, shorts and gym shoes, looking sweaty from the gym. Your mom wearing a white button up blouse with the sleeves rolled up, a black mid thigh pencil skirt, and dark nylons on her tan, toned legs along with black high heels.
Your mom was still wearing her heels and your dad his gym shoes. "Watch this." Your mom said as she raised up her foot and moved it over you. You stared up at the massive red sole of her high heel as it hovered over you. Your dad was just watching amused. You screamed for your mom not to step on you and raised up your arms in a feeble attempt to protect yourself as she brought her foot down as she stomped on you. The heel pressed you painfully into the carpet and your mom twisted her foot on you, grinding you beneath her high heel. The sole was hard and unforgiving as your mom twisted her foot on you.
Your mom's huge foot lifted off of you leaving you in pain. You felt crushed. "See. He's fine."
Fine. That was a pretty big understatement you thought as you gathered yourself.
"I must say I'm pretty impressed," Your dad said, "but why was he in the jar?"
"I was going to punish him after I found him but I had to go back to work to grab something. I put him in the jar so he didn't run off and wind up under foot again." Your mom said as she glared down at you.
"So now what?" Your dad said as he looked at you.
"Well, I was going to punish him before I got called back to work. I guess since you're home now, you can help." Your mom said.
"Any idea on how you were going to do that?" Your dad said as he gazed down at you.
"Well since our son thought he could avoid me by shrinking himself to bug size, I figured the best way to teach him a lesson will be for him to experience life at bug size. Just like what he wanted." Your mom smirked.
"Mom! You can't do this! I'm your son!" You yelled up.
"It's a little hard to hear you bug but I think you said I can't do this. I'm pretty sure I CAN do this. Are you going to stop me?" She said with a sly grin.
"That sounds like a good idea babe. I think I want to step on him too. It looked pretty fun when you did it." Your dad grinned. Your mom giggled while you became scared.
You couldn't believe it. Your mom had just sentenced you to being a bug and your dad was ok with it! Your mom and dad were going crazy!
"Are you going to tell Greg and Terran that their brother is a bug now?" Your dad said.
"I don't see why not. They'll probably think it's pretty funny." Your mom smirked, "And I know they'll get a kick out of it."
You looked up at the titans that were your parents as they grinned down at you. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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