The abandoned warehouse was just round the corner and at seven you are quite curious you take your walkie talkies and enter the building.
The giant ray gun is completely solitary and unguarded.
You fiddle with the controls and the gun aims at you.
Then fires.
You feel dazed as it fires again. Then several more times. You walk out and home, when your parents tell you they have Ashton Kutcher to mind you while they go away for the weekend.
This is no big deal he's a family friend.
They leave later. When you discover the walkie talkies dont work.
Ashton comes up to you and tells you they look shorted and will probably work tomorrow.
He tells you to go to bed as he watches a program.
You obey and go up to your shower. You're looking in the mirror when your body is jolted. You fall into the shower. You are 1/4 of a inch.
You hear Ashton enter the room. You wave your hands.
Then you realise he cant see you and then feel worse as a seven year old faced with a monsterous 26 year old 800 foot giant (literally)
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