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Fidget lets you off in the tuft of fur at her breast, watching you carefully as you step into the thicker patch of fur strands. You pick a particularly large one and hold onto it like there's no tomorrow. You really are the size of a flea.
"That'll have to do for now, buddy. I'll be right with ya when I get back home."
"Wait, but I-" you try to protest.
"Hang on, little guy, this might be a little fast! "
Suddenly, Fidget flies away, faster than you can comprehend or even hope to see. You start to lose grip and tumble down, springing off what to others must be just thin strands of hair, but to you were mighty and imposing flexible flagpoles, until finally you grab another one of her almighty fur towers.
You've fallen a ways down.
"Where am...I?" You groan, head spinning and eyes bleary from the wind and shock.
You feel up the hair you've attached yourself to now. It's a lot thinner and less well kept than the fur from above, and it's a little slicker, too. Your eyes still can't make out where you are.
"We're here!" Fidget calls, "You can pop on out of there, teeny! I'll..." Fidget stops, scrounging in the fur patch for you and coming up empty. "Wait. Are you!? Did you fall down to my...!?
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