Chapter #5Spotted by: Unknown As Maya's hand continued to extend toward the massive stuffed cat, Saya fell over. She cowered in fear as the hand was about to cover her, but she opened her eyes to see that the massive hand had stopped short. As Maya's hand slowly backed away, she stood up. Seconds later, Maya's arm was back beside her, and she began looking toward Saya.
"Wait a second..." Maya said. "That accessory on the cat's head...it looks familiar..." Her suspicion only increased when it started to wave at her. Finally, she leaned in to see what it was.
"S-Saya!?" Maya exclaimed in shock. "Is that really you!?" The tiny girl nodded her head in response to the question. Maya then reached down, grabbing Saya's waist between her index finger and thumb, and lifting her up to her face. "But it can't be! You're like an inch tall! How did you shrink?"
"It was the bottle you bought," Saya explained. "I dropped it, then it sprayed on me and now I'm tiny!"
"We have to find out who made that perfume!" Maya said, placing Saya in her palm and walking to her room. Reaching her desk, she lowered her palm, allowing Saya to step onto her desk. "Stay here for a minute," she said, and then she left.
Saya sat on the desk, playing with whatever was lying around, until Maya finally returned, carrying a bowl of potato chips. "I figured you were hungry," Maya then handed her one of the chips. "So eat up."
"Thanks!" Saya grabbed the chip out of her sister's hand and took a bite out of it.
"Now where did you leave the perfume bottle?"
"On the floor in your room," Saya replied. But before Maya could leave to get the bottle, she heard Saya exclaim, "Wait!"
"What is it?" Maya asked as she whirled around.
Saya felt a little nervous when saying this, but "Should we tell Aya about this?"
Maya's eye's widened. She had never thought about telling Aya, and kept it a secret when she went downstairs to get the chips. But it would be important to let Aya know, since she was family. But if Aya knew, she might also tell one of her friends and use Saya as her slave; Maya didn't think it was likely, but it was still possible.
Finally, Maya responded, saying,...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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