Her words make you worry a little bit, tinies are not usually used for pleasant tasks.
"Oh well, it's better than being in her stomach" you think to yourself as Racheal makes her way to her car.
The drive back to Racheal's house takes 20 minutes. When Racheal gets inside her home she scoops you up out of her shirt pocket and places you on the coffee table.
"Ok little guy" Racheal says. "I have a date with my boyfriend tonight and I need to look nice. The first job I have for you is to paint my finger nails."
You nod your head in acknowledgement.
Without saying another word, Racheal leaves the room and comes back with blue nail polish. She sits on her couch, plucks you off her coffee table and brings you to one of the couch arms.
"Ok, I am going to watch T.V while you work. He will be here in 1 hour to take me to dinner so you better be done in time for me to get dressed and do my makeup" Racheal says threateningly.
You don't say a thing, right away you begin painting her nails. At your size it takes longer than you'd expect but you manage to get all five of her fingers painted in just under 15 minutes. Seeing that you completed her right hand, Racheal pauses the show she is watching and inspects your work.
"Wow, I'm actually impressed little guy." she says with a genuine smile. "Now do that to the other side."
Racheal scoops you off the shoulder of the couch and brings you to her left hand. It's a little harder to stay still since her left hand is on the couch cushion. Just as you're about to begin painting, her cellphone rings. Racheal quickly moves her hand away from you accidentally knocking you down.
"It's my boyfriend!" she exclaims in excitement. "This is none of your business so I'm going to go the kitchen to take this call. If you try to escape I will eat you." she says to you in her stern cop voice.
Figuring that you're lucky to still be alive, you promise to stay put as Racheal happily goes to the other room to talk to her boyfriend. You can't hear the conversation so you just patiently wait for Racheal to return so you can continue your task with as much dignity that you have left.
About 15 minutes later you see Racheal slowly walk back into the living room with a cold, emotionless expression on her face. She doesn't even check to make sure you haven't tried to escape, she just slowly sits back down on the couch not even looking in your direction. You look up at her wondering why she looks, so, dead. Suddenly, Racheal begins to tear up and starts crying uncontrollably. She buries her face into a pillow and continues to cry. You are shocked, up until now she's been nothing but scary and cruel to you. She kidnapped you and almost ate you but now she's sobbing with what seems are tears of great sadness.
You awkwardly walk up to her giant head and wonder what to do next. You realize this could be the perfect time to escape, on the other hand you could never resist comforting people when they're crying. No matter how mean or cruel they are.
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