(Chapter originally written by worstfailure)
"You said your attempts to squash your brother failed, but did he ever get squashed by accident?" Jenna asked her tiny protege.
"Only once or twice," Piper admitted. "Our tiny-only high school had Tiny Survival Classes that taught us ways to avoid being squashed or eaten or whatever. Doug was a jock, so he was a natural at running and dodging."
You, still flattened and being twirled around in circles on the tip of your little sister's finger, were very jealous that the tiny-regular-sized shared high school you attended had not offered any such classes. If you did you might not find yourself in these situations so often, and might even impress your girlfriend's tough mother. Then again, living under the same roof as Jenna probably meant they wouldn't do you any good regardless.
"But when he did get squashed, what did you do?" Jenna pressed her.
"Laughed my ass off mostly," Piper admitted. "Then I'd get scolded by my mom for laughing at my brother's pain."
"Actually, that sounds like a good jumping off point for Lessons 3 and 4! Pranking Lesson 3: Don't raise suspicions. It's why I made sure no one saw me before I flicked Matt those two times--"
"I saw you the first time!" Piper reminded her.
"Well, that's because you're sneaky, like me," Jenna said, recovering. "Sneakiness will let you get the drop on your brother to ambush him and help you avoid being seen by others. If you have to be seen by your brother to prank him, then have a good excuse ready for why you'd want to spend time with him. Lure him into a false sense of security before striking. Once you've set your prank in motion, though, don't do anything that would make anyone suspicious of your involvement. So no running or hiding from the scene of the crime if it'll make you look bad, always feign ignorance if you're confronted, and, above all, don't laugh your ass off. Pranks are riskier for you so you need to be extra sneaky. Like me. Like a ninja."
"Right," Piper said intensely, narrowing her eyes. She had a super serious look on her face as she pulled up her hood. "Like a ninja."
Jenna resisted the urge to laugh her own ass off at her pupil's intensity. "That brings us to Lesson 4: Seize your moment. When your brother got squished those times, you could've made things worse for him rather than draw attention to him by laughing. Sometimes you'll have to wait a long time for your moment to come, other times opportunity will fall into your lap when you least suspect, but when it does, seize it! Don't doubt, don't fear, don't second guess, just commit!"
"Commit," Piper repeated, just as intensely as before, only for it to falter. "Wait. The times my brother got squashed, he was too far away for me to get to him even if I hadn't laughed at him."
"But you won't be too far away to act in the future. And why is that?" Jenna asked knowingly.
Piper puzzled over the impromptu pop-quiz before slapping her head with her palm. "Lesson 2: Keep a close eye on my tiny bro; and Lesson 3: Don't raise suspicions."
"A+," Jenna told her, causing Piper to beam. "Now, let's move on to a more hands on lesson!" Jenna stopped twirling you on her finger, causing your flattened body to rise slightly in the air, before she clapped her hands together, crushing you between them. Even as you'd been twirling your body had started to reform, but now Jenna was molding and kneading your flesh like pizza dough between her palms, reducing you back to a paper thin smear. "I want you to practice folding and shaping a flattened tiny with Matt here."
Jenna said this as she approached another arcade game, one you unfortunately recognized due to your harsh childhood. A skee ball game named "Ally & Friends' Big Bayou Banquet!" Ally Gator, Damantha Beaver and Polly-Polly Possumfree were gathered around a picnic table on a sliver of land. The holes where the skee balls went into were the open mouths of each of the characters from the band, the only exception being the easiest shot, the hole just below an unoccupied lily pad floating on the bayou's waters, a FOR SALE sign posted on it, Froginner's abandoned home since he'd "moved in" to Ally's belly. The game was more complicated than other skee ball machines. Each of the six balls were designed with a different item and each one was meant to go into a specific hole. A player would get a certain number of points if any ball went into the holes where Damantha and Polly-Polly's mouths were, 5 and 10 points respectively, but if the player got in balls that were decorated for each character, two patterned with logs for Damantha and two patterned with eggs for Polly-Polly, then the point amount would double. The only exceptions were for the easiest and hardest holes which wouldn't give any points unless you got the right skee ball into the right hole. In the case of Froginner's abandoned lily pad, it was a measly 5 points if you got the ball patterned with partying cartoon flies on it, but a whopping 50 points if you got the ball decorated with Froginner's pathetic, frowning face into the hole between Ally Gator's jaws. That was the trickiest shot because unlike the other characters who were painted on to the background, Ally's head and mouth were made of plastic jutting out from the back of the machine, her slightly parted jaws only allowing limited room to get the ball through. If, during the minute of playtime a player had, they could get every ball into each of the holes and fired every shot into the hole they were supposed to go into, the point amount, and ticket amount, would be doubled!
It was a convoluted and unnecessarily in-depth description of the rules of a skee ball game but you had learned them by heart because your sister crushed this game when she was a kid, using her secret weapon: you.
"I'm going to play a round without one of the skee balls," Jenna said once she was at the machine. "I'll set you on the ground and you'll have under 60 seconds to try to wrap Matt around that skee ball before the round's up." Piper looked nervous at the prospect of being on the floor where she could easily be stepped on, but nodded. Jenna picked up on her anxieties. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. You trust me, right?"
Piper blushed beet red and nodded enthusiastically. Jenna set Piper and your newly flattened form on the ground before depositing a token in the machine.
"Hooey, gals!" Ally's recorded southern belle voice sang out. "Hope you enjoy the banquet! Say, where's Froginner?"
All the skee balls were let loose and the timer started ticking down. Jenna immediately snatched the Froginner skee ball and gently placed it down on the center of your flattened body. As Jenna began playing the game, Piper got to work trying to figure out a way to wrap you around the Froginner ball. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of you, you still reeking of that one woman's ass, as Piper scooped up armfuls of your squishy flesh and tried to just press them against the surface of the ball. While the sweat from the woman helped your skin stick, it eventually popped off as Jenna tried to mash more of your flesh against an object that towered over her and could easily crush her as well with one wrong move. Your mouth, sealed shut, was somehow able to emit muffled pleas for mercy as Piper literally walked all over you like you were a fleshy carpet. One eye reformed and looked at her pleadingly, only for Piper to stamp it closed with her sneaker.
"You're ruining my concentration!" she snapped. "Besides, it's your own fault you ended up like this. This is what you get for making your little sister cry!"
Had Piper seen Jenna wiping away a tear earlier? She said she'd been people watching and immediately after that Jenna had flicked you under the dancing feet of that unaware woman. Piper must blame you for Jenna being sad! But that hadn't been your fault, it'd been Collette's! And you weren't the one who picked on Piper either, that'd been Doug! Why were you being punished for the actions of two complete strangers?
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