This choice: Trish noticed the figure at her feet. • Go Back... Very edgy and nervous, Edna would take a few steps back away from the giant DC sneaker which whilst in the small distance, was still too close for comfort. It overshadowing the glob of spit and of course herself without even needing to be directly next to them. Though, this action would only further backfire as Trish would notice the movement out of her eye, turning her attention to her sneakers to notice something quite small scurrying from her. "What the fuck, another bug infestation? Shit ass school system man." Trish would curse to herself as she moved and hovered her shoe over said "bug"
For Edna however it was a terrifying experience. She wouldn't even need to turn to look, she could just feel Trish's shoe leave the floor, the slight uptake of air. The sound it made as said air was pulled in from this massive object. A massive object which was only a lowly sneaker which held a foot of another human being. She could see the shadow enveloping her and it would only cause Edna to try and serpentine. Zig zagging back and forth doing her best to try and fake Trish out. Though this only further worked against her as it wasn't lost on the punk girl. Trish would notice the small bug appearing at each side of her shoe as she lazily hovered it over the bug, it only causing her interest to pique.
Putting her foot back on the ground, making sure to watch out for this tiny thing. Trish would crouch down, allowing the show of her entire body to just cast Edna in a hopeless darkness. One of which would only cause her to fall to the ground, Edna realizing just how pointless it was to run and for the simple shadow of Trish to mentally weight her body down. She could only flip over to her back and look back up at Trish's face, looking into those green orbs which only began to study her much smaller form.
It would be after a moment that Edna could see the realization hit the Punk and a sinister smile to spread across Trish's face. She could only lift an arm up and scream to be left alone as she was eclipsed by the view of Trish's hand reaching for her. She soon to be feeling herself pinched between a index finger and thumb far bigger than any tree she ever knew. The soft flesh of the finger's pad surprisingly giving to her body. Had it not been for the rough way in which she was picked up, it may have even been a bit pleasant, which was not something she expected from the up and coming MMA fighter.
"Well well, if it isn't geek girl, or is it geek bug now?" Trish would taunt with a small chuckle escaping her. One which left Edna to shudder as it became very clear that it was a bad thing Trish had found her. The violent deviant without even saying anything, already let out the mannerisms that allowed Edna, one of the smartest in the school on to knowing she was doomed, Trish wasn't going to actually help her even if she tried to lie and say she was. "What the fuck even happened to you? Why are you so small?" Trish would question, another chuckle escaping her as she shook her head at the girl in her hand. It was actually rather surreal for Edna to look back and see hat Trish just accepted this.
She accepted that it was possible for Edna to be that tiny, something which was by all rights impossible. In fact she wanted to know how it was done, which left Edna in a bit of a dilemma. The two options were simple, lie to Trish or tell the truth. To lie to Trish would simply keep her off the track f the device and whatever it was that Heather was doing with it. Judging by the way that nothing seemed to be going on in the real world, Trish still being who she was as opposed to on edge or panicking if a giant Heather was roaming around the city, or if she was on a shrinking spree.
It was possible that Heather couldn't figure out the device, but how long would that last? On the other hand, she could fess up and tell the truth to Trish about how Heather held the power to change size in the form of the device. That would direct Trish to her and no doubt to beat her brains in and take it. It was something she wanted to see for a long time after all, and the promise of being practically a Goddess afterward would quash Trish's restraint when it came to that task. In Edna's mind, she would at least have good favor with Trish for basically giving her that power. Neither option looked good for Edna though, and honestly it came down to a "lesser of two evils" scenario in whom she would practically give the gun too.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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