This was the hallway, all right. Behind you was Trixie's Room, front was Donna's room, right side was the bathroom, and left side was the washing machine. You really didn't want to be here in this situation, even since one particular baby can not understand what your saying, and can destory you with simple playing. Just then, you heard voices coming your way. You really didn't want to be found at this moment, so needed to find a good hiding place. You saw a toy fire truck 7 inches away. You ran as fast as you can before the voices came. The doors were locked and there was no room in the back. You decided to hide underneath. Your arms and legs were showing, so you grabbed the plastic pipes underneath. You then saw a pair of stockings and someone crawling. It had to be Trixie and Donna. They stopped in the middle of the hallway. Unfortunatly, they stopped around you! You couldn't bear to smell Trixie's disgusting stockings, and Donna could find you if you made a move. Then you stopped all your whining and were listening to their conversation. "Ok Donna, he couldn't have gone that far." "Who we looking for again, mommy?" "Micky, sweetie, Micky" "Ok. Umm, why are we looking for him, mommy?" "It's because he bothered me for the last time. I can't stand him ingoring my house rules, and he is always getting Josh into all kinds of trouble. OOOOOOOO, once i find him, he is going to wish he never messed with me!" "What about me, mommy?" "Oh Yeah! when you find him, you can do all sorts of punishment for him." You couldn't believe it! Your dead meat if your caught by either one of them. Also, the stockings were giving away worser fumes. Your new plan was to get the hell out of this house! You kept on listening. "Mommy, look! It's a fire truck." This wasn't good for you. "Can we play a little, mommy?" "Sure. Why not?" This isn't going to end well.
Then, your hiding spot was being dragged by Donna. You ended up to the far side of the hallway. "You ready, Mommy?" "I'm ready, sweetie." Then in a second, you were pushed. You were losing grip, but you couldn't give up now. Then you were put to an instant stop. Trixie had the truck now. Her socks were still smelly, so you really had to hold on tight. Then you were pushed again back to Donna. "Now we push and catch with our feet, mommy." "Ok, sweetie. Whatever you say." Then you were up against five baby piggies. It smelled horrible there. Then you were pushed to Trixie. You had been caught with your head covered with her socks. You just wanted to be pushed again, but then you heard a ring. "Hold on Donna, my cellphone's ringing." "Ok, but stay where you are so you dont have to move." "Ok sweetie." Then you were stuck inside Trixe's horrible, disgusting, overwhelming socks for about 10 minutes. "Donna, let's make this fire truck go real fast." "Ok, mommy." thne your truck was sprinting back and forth. You couldn't tell who was pushing anymore. Then you were pushed really hard, but by who?
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