This choice: Put your parents on the floor and let them run!. You keep the ones you grab! • Go Back... You were not happy about this plan that Barbie just came up with. Cause not only is it very dangerous. Some parents will no doubt get stepped on, and those that are ‘lucky’ well get a giant random child as their owner. You were not happy because that included you!
A lot of the parents protested, but that fell on deaf ears. Barbie was too excited for this game to see the obvious problem.
She smiled as she started picking all the parents up. One by one as they go into her palm. It even came for you, so you were not immune.
She smiled as she dropped you all by her feet. Kids left and right and ahead, all ready for the game to start. You saw this, you saw all of it.
“Okay, going by the rules again. Listen you all. We will give the parents a minute to run around and make it fun. Then we will all go to grab. You can grab as much as you want! But no one is allowed to grab from another girl’s hand. You all understand me.”
There was a bunch of cheers from the girls as suddenly the game is a foot.
“Okay, let’s start running parents! 1, 2, 3, 4...”
As Barbie counted, you all ran away. All ran around like headless chickens. Problem is though, nowhere was safe. Some people were running just for the sake of running, some were running under the couch thinking that would be safe. Some running under the table thinking that would be safe.
You however, was trying to run towards the door. If you can get around the corner you can sneak in the house. Hopefully that will be good and you can at least not get grabbed.
You keep running until you noticed a problem, you were far away from all the other parents. Meaning you were out by yourself and made yourself a target. You waited and let some of the parents get close when suddenly, time was up.
“And 60! Go get them!” Barbie said as all the girls pounced. It was the scariest thing you have ever seen. A bunch of giant girls coming and swarming. Shoes all around you as you run to the door. Keeping your eye everywhere. Knowing you don’t want to get grabbed.
You see girls peaking under the table, grabbing the hiding parents and grabbing them. Girls left and right were grabbing parents from the floor.
Even some unlucky man got stepped on, and the girl that did it didn’t even notice. Her bare foot having a red mark.
She simply went on and kept collecting.
The parents under the couch thought they were safe for a little bit, until about ten girls came and moved the couch. Letting them get in and the parents collected. Screams from all around as you didn’t focus on them. You had to focus on yourself and the journey.
As you ran up though, you could see the red head from before, with her mother still tied to her shoes. Obviously, that mother has got the worst of it.
“Alice no!!!” A voice you recognised said. You turn around and stop, seeing your mother getting picked up. Your little sister Alice having her between her fingers as she loved it.
She loved it and brought her screaming mother up to her face. “Hehe, now i get to take care of you! Now, let’s find Big Bro!”
And with that, she was on a journey. A journey to find you, which made you sprint twice as hard.
You get passed the crowd which has gathered as you breath a sigh of relief. You felt safe, or at least safer. The parents number has gone down, so there was only a few.
It was harder for them to see, but the kids were determined. They all kept looking and the kids keep grabbing more parents.
If only these girls knew the consequences! Turning parents to toys, that can not end well. How will the kid go in their lives, and what about the other parents who suddenly either never sees their lover again, or now has a toy for a partner.
You feel sorry for them, you feel sorry for everyone in this situation. You did not let that stop you though, as you move and run even more.
You keep running and running as you try to get any thoughts out of your mind.
You need to worry about yourself.
One person who is on your mind though, is Barbie. She didn’t seem to have a problem with what was happening.
You thought she would at least have some care. Whether she simply think it was a game, or whether she was actually this wicked you don’t know.
You do feel a bit bad though. You were the one that brought her here! If it wasn’t you, all these parents would be fine. You can’t help but feel bad. Still you were getting away it seems. Getting away far, as you keep running and running.
You get far and was just about to enter into the next room. Getting safe and hiding. You have no idea what you are gonna do after that, but better than being with a kid. That was what you were thinking.
Unknown to you, you were the only one that wasn’t captured and wasn’t dead. Most of them didn’t know you were running.
At the same time though, that ended up not mattering. As a giant shoe came down in front of you. Making you jump back in fear. Suddenly you look up and see fingers coming from you.
You were so close, but it literally didn’t matter anymore. You try to fight off the fingers, but could not as you get grabbed and pulled up.
The power and speed you were pulled up with threw you off. As you were then dropped down into a palm.
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