Isabel Rochev was tired of playing nice with Oliver Queen. She didn't care for Slade's personal vendetta over what transpired on Lian Yu. She only wanted Oliver to disappear so she could assume control over Queen Consolidated.
Isabel was the prime example of a businesswoman, strong, independent, and fierce above all else. But she was not above mixing a little fun with business from time to time, choosing to eliminate Oliver in the way that would bring her the most joy by crushing him like a bug under her boot.
In her travels, Isabel discovered an herb capable of shrinking humans down to the size of insects, though it was unclear how long the effects lasted or if they even wore off at all. It was odorless, tasteless, and dissolved into liquids without leaving a trace, making it a perfect tool for an assassin.
She'd discovered it up high in the mountains when one of her men ingested it accidentally, leaving him helpless and tiny at Isabel's feet. She was the only one who knew the herb's secret and couldn't risk her underling spilling the details, which was why she had to remove him from the equation.
She lorded over the tiny man, shooting the bug-sized soldier a glare before raising her foot above him. The soldier quickly realized her intentions and ran for fear of losing his own life, but he was no larger than a beetle and couldn't run fast enough to outpace Isabel's foot. She slammed her heel down on the tiny man with all her might, instantly reducing him to nothing more than a memory. A bloodstain in the dirt was all that remained.
Meanwhile, back in the present day, a cup of coffee arrived on Oliver's desk on the top floor of the Queen Consolidated Office Building, delivered by an intern in her young twenties who lingered, waiting for a thank you from Oliver.
"Thanks." he smiled, turning to the girl for a brief moment before returning to his work, trying to save his family's company. The intern turned away from Oliver with a spin, walking towards the elevator with a youthful spring in her step, passing Felicity outside Oliver's office. A glass panel was all that separated her from Oliver, allowing Felicity to see him at all hours of the day.
Oliver took his coffee black, so it was easier for him to identify any toxins that might have been slipped into his drink, bringing the mug under his nose to check. Unaware that Isabel's herb had already dissolved into his coffee as he went to take a sip, just a taste to check for any odorless poisons. Unfortunately, one trace was all the chemical needed to shrink Oliver down to the size of a bug.
He placed the mug back on his desk, exactly where it had been. Then suddenly, he felt off. His sixth sense was telling him that danger was all around him, he had to get out of the building and fast, but he couldn't move his body. "Felicity," he said weakly, barely audible to the Blonde IT through the glass panel, but loud enough to catch her attention as she turned her head to see Oliver getting smaller like his body was melting into his chair.
"Oliver!" She panicked, rushing over to his chair, the sound of her heels clicking loudly and rapidly against the green marble floor. Peering over his desk to see a one-inch-tall Oliver standing in the center of his see. While in contrast, Oliver looked up to the sight of a Skyscrapper-sized Felicity making her way around his desk.
She'd gotten used to some weird stuff happening over the past two years, but this took the cake, bringing her billboard-sized face down to Oliver's level to see if he was alright. Her face dominating most of Oliver's vision, her lips nervously sucked back between her teeth, and her blue eyes crossed inward to focus on Oliver.
"Oliver? Are you okay? How did you get so small?" Felicity said, asking questions neither of them knew how to answer. The powerful tone of her voice overpowering Oliver's eardrums at such a close range.
"Felicity, I need you to stay calm. I think my coffee was drugged, which means that we can fix this." Oliver responded, thinking carefully about how they could fix this, either with the magic herbs from Lian Yu or the help of Felicity's new friends at Star Labs in Central City.
"Yes, calm. I can do that. I can do that!" Felicity said, repeating herself, working herself up even more in the process. "How do I do that?" Felicity asked, unable to think under pressure.
"Felicity, I need you to relax and listen to me carefully. First, I need you to find a way to hide me until we get back to Verdant. We can't let people see me shrunken down like this. And secondly," Oliver said, laying out a plan for Felicity to follow, but was interrupted by the sound of an Elevator arriving on their floor.
"Oh crap!" Felicity yelped, immediately jumping to her feet upon hearing the sound, allowing herself to tower over Oliver, whose tiny voice could no longer reach her eardrums.
"What should I do?" Felicity asked herself, looking down at Oliver, who was jumping up and down, waving her down, telling her to pick him up and hide him. But she only had orders to hide him, and her panicked brain could only think of one way to accomplish that goal.
"Sorry!" She said under her breath, not wanting whoever was walking out of the elevator to hear her speak as she swung her butt around the desk, her gigantic moon eclipsing Oliver's vision entirely.
"Felicity? Wait!" Oliver yelled as he realized what she was doing, unable to stop her from dropping the maximum weight of her body on top of him. Luckily, the soft fabric beneath them was enough to cushion the impact, sparing Oliver's life and preventing him from becoming a red stain on the back of Felicity's mini-skirt.
Felicity swallowed nervously, trying her best to act natural and not think about how she was SITTING on top of Oliver. Of course, his constant struggles beneath her cheeks didn't help her focus, forcing Felicity to grind her massive rear into the seat, bringing Oliver's quarrel with her cheeks to a halt.
Felicity started typing on the keyboard, doing her best to pick up where Oliver had left off as Isabel Rochev walked into the office, surprised to see Felicity sitting in Oliver's chair. "Where is Oliver?" she demanded, lording over Felicity at the desk, unaware that he was under the blonde's butt.
"He stepped out for some fresh air. You just missed him." Felicity announced, sharing Oliver's talent for lying poorly under pressure. Isabel looked at the coffee mug, unable to tell whether or not Oliver had drunk the herb or not. "Are you going to drink that?" Rochev asked, thinking about how she would love to get the annoying blonde out of her way in addition to Oliver.
"No! I don't like black coffee." Felicity said, blundering at first but making a recovery that wasn't entirely out of character for her. Of course, she seemed like the type who would take her coffee light and sweet.
"Is that so? Well then, I guess I'll be on my way." Isabel declared, allowing Felicity to breathe a sigh of relief as the 28-year-old black-haired woman turned her back to Felicity, taking a few steps away from the desk.
What will she do now?
1. Isabel turns back, demanding that Felicity vacates her seat to use the computer, not allowing her to retrieve Oliver as she stands up, leaving him trapped on the chair as Isabel's body overshadows him. How will he fare against his Co-CEO's giant butt?
2. Isabel decides to shrink Felicity, spinning on her heels and dipping her finger into the coffee before shoving her digits into Felicity's mouth, reducing her to a more manageable size, revealing Oliver to Rochev as she shrinks.
3. Rochev carries on, looking for a tiny Oliver in the second elevator, allowing Felicity to take Oliver back to their hideout in her cleavage to try and return him to normal, finding Sara Lance waiting there for her.
4. Rochev keeps walking, taking the stairs in the hopes of finding a tiny Oliver in a secluded space where she could eliminate him, allowing Felicity to drop Oliver down the back of her panties. Figuring he'd already proven resilient against her butt as she takes the train to Central City to meet up with Caitlin Snow.
5. Felicity slips off one of her heels, dropping Oliver inside her footwear to sneak him past Rochev undetected. But she doesn't take him out when she hits the streets of Starling City, walking all the way home with him trapped under her foot.
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