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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1583429
The tale of Mikey Shripo, who was born only a mere inch
This choice: YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR US."  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

The cookie, the mole, and the kitchen.

    by: M.E Author IconMail Icon
         "FIRST, YOU GOT TO DO US A LITTLE FAVOR..." The twins faced each other and chuckled a little.
         "What favor?"
         "WELL, WERE REALLY HUNGRY, AND OUT MOM WON'T LET US GET ANY COOKIES. SO WE WANT YOU TO GO IN AND GET US A TREAT."
         "If I refuse?" Then Tia and Tina both bounced in the air, and landed on me. "Get off!"
         "SEE. IF YOU DON'T DO WHAT WE SAY, WE'LL TORTURE YOU INSIDE OUT."
         "That's not fair!"
indent}"THEN YOU BETTER START RESPECTING US. SO WE HAVE A DEAL?"
         "Uh..." They pressed down hard on my body. "Ok! Ok! I do it."
         "THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT. NOW LET'S GET YOU INTO POSITION." Tia grabbed me and left the room, with Tina following in back.

         When we all got to the kitchen, we saw Crystal, talking on her cell phone, walking around the table that held the cookie jar.
         "READY?"
         "Is it too late to turn around?"
         "NEVER MIND." She placed me in catapult position, and tossed far enough, until I slammed into a box of cereal.
         "Ouch! That really packed a punch." I heard noises coming from Tia, signaling me to look to the right. I looked, and saw the cookie jar in the far right of the table. I turned back the the twins, who already disappeared. "Looks like I'm on my own. This should be a piece of cake."
         As I was walking, all of a sudden, a hand trapped me in place. I scanned my surroundings, and see Crystal. She didn't find me or feel me, but it made me think to be more careful. I went around into the middle of the trail, which seemed much safer. I was walking through many ingredients, such as sugar, spices, and pickles. I was still a long way from the cookie jar, and not only that, but a box of baking soda was blocking the way, and there was no time to turn back. I took a peek around, and sighted some spaghetti sticks at the corner. I tried to fix it into vertical position, good enough for me to climb on. I took the first step, and it cracked in two.
         "I need a stronger stick." Then I found a used straw all alone. I used this, and climbed through the inside. "Halfway there!" I paused for a moment, seeing I was being relocated somewhere different.
         "What's happening?!" I see through the end of the straw some chapped lips. It's crystal! I didn't want to wait so I turned back around. It was a little too late, and the other end was occupied by some sort of brown substance. Then Crystal started to suck, and I tasted the sweet taste of chocolate milk. "That's some good milk!"
         I was distracted by the milk, not realizing I was getting close too crystal's lips. "Oh No! I got to be strong and hold on!" I Tried to hold on, until she finally stopped her sip fest. I was now being transported back to the same position. I quickly climbed through, made it to the top of the box, and jumped. I ran so fast, I bumped into the cookie jar. "Now to get that cookie!"

         My first thought was how to get up there. I realized that the design of the jar was so bulgy, I was able to climb it. It took 20 minutes, but at least I was at the top. My second thought was how to get inside. I saw the jar let out a little crack, so I jumped inside. My land wasn't brutal, as I landed in a melted chocolate chip.
         "Oh great! I'm stuck!" My last and final thoughts were how to get out of this chocolate and how to get the cookie back to the room. Then the jar shined so bright, revealing the outside.
         "MAN, I HAVEN'T HAD A COOKIE IN AGES! THE GIRLS WOULDN'T MIND IF I HAD A LITTLE TREAT..." I heard Crystal's stingy voice, and see her hand reaching for my cookie! She brought it out clumsily, as she bumped my head on the way out. I was still stuck, and Crystal was about to eat the cookie! I had to think fast. I saw her mole near her lip.
         "It's worth a shot!" I tried to reach her mole's hair. Before she took a bite, I successfully got a hold of her hair. I was hanging on till She got close to a safe spot.
         "OUCH! MY BEAUTY MARK! WHAT THE?! HOW'D A BUG GET THERE? EW! GET OFF!" She almost swatted, until my reactions told me to jump. I jumped, slid down her leg, and landed on her foot. She was still trying to find me, so I got off her foot, and hid under the table leg. She stopped her search and left the room.
         "I'm out of here!" I've tried to run, but I was ambushed by Tia and Tina. When we were back in their room, they were mad.
         "YOU FAILED!"
         "What are you going to do with me?"

You have the following choices:

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1. "WE'LL GIVE YOU ANOTHER CHANCE."

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2. "TORTURE YOU, OF COURSE!"

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