Jamie looked up a bit indignantly, "and how would we even accomplish that. We're the size of pennies if you haven't noticed." He huffed, and his sister folded her arms and attempted his stern expression with no success.
"That's exactly why I need you two. Cathy always locks herself in her room, and I'm willing to bet she's knocked out right now sprawled over her bed with her laptop on her chest." Carla placed her hand on the dining table, nudging the tiny duo in an expectant notion.
"Why do you even want to get back at Cathy?" Mary asked curiously, her wide eyes nearly begging for an answer.
"Remember that iPod I 'lost' a while back?"
"Yeah?" Jamie asked, remembering the day-long search party.
"Turns out our lovely sister, Catherine, 'borrowed' it on one of her booze cruises and spilled god-knows-what on it." Carla complained, hoping her siblings would side with her.
"That, well, sucks." Jamie said bluntly.
"I know right? Mom and Dad were on my case for a week, too." Carla added, inching her hand closer to the twins, "so? Are you two going to help me or not."
Reluctantly, Jamie and Mary helped each other aboard the palm, struggling to cling onto the soft mounds on her hand. Carla made her way towards her older sister's room, forgetting to be careful for her special cargo on her left hand. The two struggled against the shaking terrain, clutching onto Carla's thumb for dear life.
Carla kneeled down against the door, bringing her younger siblings down to meet the carpet. Mary happily jumped off, while her brother unceremoniously flopped off with an uncoordinated stumble. Mary and Jamie, stared upwards at the white monolith that was the door. They turned back to their sister who was now standing at full height. Her stature intimidating the two as she held her hands to her hips in a commanding manner.
"Uh, Carla? What exactly are we doing anyway?" Jamie inquired.
"I... Actually didn't think this through." Carla answered sheepishly.
"Are you serious?"
"I didn't have much time to think about it if you didn't know. Just give me a sec."
Mary and Jamie sat down, waiting for their older sister to formulate a plan, bobbing up and down by the booming taps of Carla's bare feet.
"Alright I've got a couple of ideas. First, we could jus scout her room and find anything that can blackmail her with, or we could give her a rude awakening by scaring her half to death."
"And how would we do that?"
"Mary, you're the better actor, so you're the star player here, and Jamie, you can sit this out. Now Mary, sweetie, I want you to really dig deep and cry like nobody's business, because the plan is wake up up Cathy and make it seem like she accidentally ate Jamie."
"That's so evil," Mary commented, "I like it."
"Well, squirts, what'll it be?"
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