This choice: Fidget (Dust: An Elysian Tail) • Go Back... "Well, well. What do we have here? A little flea, perhaps?"
That voice. It's high, cute... and boy, was it loud. It woke you up from whatever sleep you were in.
"Who... who's there?" you blink. The light is very bright and hard on your eyes, "And what do you mean by-"
Your sentence is cut short as your eyes adjust to the light. Before you is an absolutely gigantic orange fox... cat... thing! And you were sitting in the middle of her paw!
"-flea," you finish your sentence with a feeble whimper.
"What's the matter, never seen a nimbat before?" she says with a sly smile. You just continue to sit there, wide-eyed and stunned at this fluffy colossus.
"Hey! Don't be scared, little guy! I'm not going to hurt ya," she says with a bright smile. Seeing you wince at the sheer volume of her voice, she lowers it to a whisper, "I'm Fidget. It's nice to meet you. Do you have a name? I don't wanna keep calling you 'little guy' forever!"
You manage to squeak out your name, still not taking your eyes off her. Your brain still can't process how huge she is.
"Seeing how shocked and scared you are, I'm pretty sure you don't know the answer to this," she begins, "but how exactly did you get in my fur?"
"I... I was where?" you reply.
She sighs, "I thought so. I found you in there when I woke up a few minutes ago. You're lucky I felt you at all!"
You cringe at the thought of all the things that could have happened to you. You gather the courage to speak.
"I'm so... tiny... so insignificant..." you stammer, the shock of finding yourself here slowly being replaced with the gravity of being a mere speck.
"Hey now! Don't be like that!" Fidget retorts, "I'll protect you! You have nothing to be afraid of!"
"If you say so," you whimper, looking at the rest of your surroundings. You were in a rather dark and foreboding forest, no doubt full of all sorts of monsters. At this point, most insects could step on you and not care much. You shudder again.
"But I do have a few other things to do too. I need to find a nice safe place to keep you... but where..." she ponders. After a few moments, she exclaims, "I got it!"
You feel a great whoosh as Fidget moves her paw, depositing you...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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