This choice: Thea's Night at the Club • Go Back...Chapter #5Thea's Night at the Club by: Haro-Haze   It was another successful night for Oliver Queen's club Verdant in the weeks following the grand opening in the Glades last month, Oliver back from his extra nightly activities as a vigilante decides to stop in to keep up with appearances. He walked out into the club via the basement entrance and staggered over to the bar where he noticed a familiar face dancing in the crowd. No, it wasn't Laurel or Helena Bertinelli or any of the previous faces he's used to seeing in his club, instead it was his younger sister Thea.
Though now eighteen years of age Oliver still thought his younger sister was too young to be dancing by herself in a club where alcohol was being served. Not only that, but judging by the way Thea was carrying herself Oliver was lead to believe that she was also drunk or under the influence of a drug in some way or another.
He decided to try walking over towards her and talking some sense into Thea before she ended up doing something he was sure she'd regret the following morning. Oliver forced his way through the crowd, sliding between between dancing girls the best he could without making a scene before tapping Thea on her shoulder from behind.
"Who let you in here?" Oliver asked, ready to fire the bouncer who let an eighteen year old into his club, especially when that underaged girl was his only sister.
"What's it to you? Not like you really care." Thea said coldly.
"Of course I care, your my sister speedy." Oliver said, hoping he could win Thea over to his side of seeing her here and get her to leave without making a scene.
"Really because since you've been back we've hardly spent any time together. All you do is avoid mom, ditch your bodyguards, party, and ignore me. So don't play the brother card until you're ready to start acting like mine." Thea said, walking off in a huff through the crowd.
Oliver walked back towards the bar and poured himself a drink from the bar, Vodka. It reminded him of his time in russia working for the Bratva and helped him to think clearly. He dipped his head back and swallowed the shot, placing another shot from a different bottle down on the bar to have soon after.
However Oliver soon ingesting the last shot oliver began to feel weird, although it was not a cause of nausea brought on by the alcohol. Oliver had developed somewhat of an immunity to the effects of vodka after his aforementioned time in Russia, no this was something else entirely. The bottle, he'd been drugged.
Oliver calmly tried to make his way to basement where he could take the miracle herbs from Lian Yu to cure the symptoms, but it was too late. The room began spinning, his vision made blurry by the drug as his eyes watered, everything around him seemly getting bigger in size.
"Wait, something's wrong." Oliver said to himself. In his previous encounters with drugs and poisons he was taught to focus on specific aspects of reality to convince himself that hallucinations were just that. But in this instance everything was growing at the same pace as he felt himself get shorter and shorter until only one possible outcome crossed his mind. This was really happening, Oliver was shrinking.
Not only could he confirm that what was happening to him was real but nobody else around him noticed it taking place, all his guests were either to busy drinking or dancing to pay any attention to Oliver as he shrunk below a foot tall. Now nobody would be able to help him as her got smaller and smaller until finally he stopped shrinking at only an inch tall in height.
Suddenly everything surrounding the billionaire castaway was nothing more than unbearable noise. The usually loud rave music playing throughout the club amplified to uproarious levels, resounding through Olivers eardrums with a deafening beat. The stomping feet of his guests as they dance with no knowledge that that famous Oliver Queen could end up crushed under their boot like a bug.
It was ladies night in his club, an idea Tommy had too draw in larger crowds on routinely less busy nights. So it was only natural that most of the footwear Oliver noticed around him were common to young females, such as college students and single women in their 20's. First was a pair of tall wedge heels, about two inches tall which greatly helped to increase her height over Oliver. Next was a girl to Oliver's left side sitting at the bar ordering drinks, she was wearing heels and had taken them off to play with while she was waiting for drinks, Finally was an intoxicated girl to his right side wearing a pair of pink converse sneakers and dancing with her friends.
Oliver knew he would need help if he ever planned to get back to his normal size, but he also knew he had to pick carefully or his identity as The Hood could be revealed and his mission to save Starling City would be ruined. He was about to move towards one of the girls so he could climb them and ask for their help, but before he could move an inch a new foot appeared before him. However something was very different where this girl was concerned, she was wearing a pair of designer flats. Something not many people in Starling City could afford, few of which would be found in his club.
Oliver hoped he was wrong in guessing who the owner of these designer brand shoes were, however as he turned his gaze upwards Oliver saw none other than his own sister Thea looking down at him in disbelief. She had been watching Oliver as he shrunk from across the club after their little spat earlier and had a hard time believing that her eyes weren't playing tricks on her.
"Ollie?" She said confused, finding it hard to distiguish her brother from a insect on the floor at her feet. Thea then bent down and reached towards Oliver, provoking him into fleeing before his gigantic sister caught him between her finger tips. Having no possible explanation to his sibling and the rest of his family that wouldn't reveal that he was the Starling City Vigilante.
Unfortunately for Oliver given Thea's massive size she was all but impossible to get away from, soon pinching his tiny body between her fingertips tightly, forcing the air inside his body to escape through his lungs. Thea, not realising the pain she was causing her so called big brother lifted him off the ground up her body, up her leggings passed her blouse, and lastly in front of her billboard sized face.
"Ollie, how did you get so *laughing* tiny?" Thea asked pausing for a moment to giggle, clearly still intoxicated from before.
"Thea, this isn't funny. Now I need you to take me to Queen Consolidated, there's a girl there named Felicity Smoak..." Oliver said before being cut off by his now giant sized sister.
"Why should I?" Thea asked, expecting a genuine answer from her inch tall brother for once.
"I can't tell you, but I think she might be able to help me get back to my normal size." Oliver said hopefully, thinking he could get Thea to listen to him.
"Why? So you can start avoid us again? No way, for the first time since you got back we're gonna spend some quality time together." Thea declared boldly.
"Thea what are you talking about, how am I gonna spend any quality time with you like this?" Oliver asked, certain that he wouldn't like what Thea had planned for him.
"I'm glad you asked..." Thea paused, giggling as she looked around to make sure nobody had noticed her talking to her inch tall brother. Moving towards the bar to keep herself hidden.
What does Thea have planned?
1. "You're so used to running around behind our backs, so your gonna spend some quality time somewhere I can keep an eye on you. Under my foot." Thea sits down at the bar and removes her flat, dropping Oliver inside before putting it back so she can go dance with Oliver in tow.
2. "Since you're so worried about me being in your little club, why don't I let you keep a close eye on me. A really close eye on me from my butt." Thea opens up the back of her panties and tosses Oliver inside so he can chaperone her for the night.
3. "So you think I'm too young to be drinking huh. Why don't you try a shot then?" Thea notices the Shot Oliver had laid out from the bar earlier and slides it over to herself, dunking Oliver inside a few times, eventually dropping him inside, and inevitably taking the shot with him in it.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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