On your average Sunday,George woke up as usual,a bit lazy,just as anyone would be if they had to endure a whole 6 day rough schedule of office work,with the occasional kick of a 3 hour overtime. Depressingly,his pay was quite minuscule compared to the average person,even with the endless work hours.However, the Sundays of the week would be the only time he would be able to have any fun with his friends,which was the only factor keeping him still going.
As he prepared to get up to brew some coffee,a light bursted through his eye. Recovering from the bright assault,he looked to see what caused it. It was ants holding up his phone to flashbang him! Wait,he doesn’t remember ants to look so.. humanoid.. and it would be impossible for a gathering of three ants to know how to even open up his phone,let alone activating the flashlight on his phone.
Taking a close look at those ants… it was George’s friends,Pete,William and Zane! How’d they manage to become only THIS small? They were barely even a sixth of his size! Bringing them to his not too well made bed,George let them rest on his chest,and ask them how this happened in the first place. “Well I woke up and was carried here by a weird blocky bird! They even disappeared into cubes after!” Exclaimed Pete. “Exactly like what he said happened to us as well.” said Zane,cutting off William.
Suddenly,a malicious grin surfaced on George’s face. “Uh,you’re going to help us.. right?” Said worringly Pete. “Why’d I miss out on the opportunity to have some fun?I’m going to show how much of a bug you are compared to me you pathetic ants!” George then…
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