One: Susan seems less manic than Abby, not rushing around quite so much, so a much steadier prospect for climbing.
Two: She's right there, her gargantuan shoe actually throwing its shade over you this very moment.
That's pretty much the decision process that leads to you unhitching your grapnel gun, looking up the giant girl's leg, and taking aim. Given that you're 1/8" tall, you're not getting very far, but it saves that difficult business of the human foot.
Your hook bites into the thick material of Sue's trouser leg, and you shoot upwards with incredible ease.
Just as the girl takes a step forward.
You're still rising as the leg moves, the shin slamming hard into you, driving all breath from your body. You instinctively grab tight and pray as Sue steps over to where Ashley stands, little aware of the tiny stowaway she's picked up.
"Don't worry about finding it," she says above you, "I'll pay, no worries! If we don't go now, we'll miss out!"
Abby grunts in response, and you hope that she wins the argument to stay here a little longer, little knowing that the girls are planning on going...
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