"I couldn't help but notice your birthday gift for your wife, Insectito." Carmine said with a huge smirk on her pretty face. "It's thoughtful, too. A beautiful necklace for a beautiful lady, and with such a cute pendant brooch to boot. Only thing is, the brooch is empty. What were you planning on putting there, little cousin?"
You hissed and squirmed in protest, unable to escape your cousin's iron grip that was crushing your body. Escape was at the front of your mind, but you couldn't even answer her question even if you'd wanted to, which was that you were planning on leaving it up to Brinley to decide what she wanted to put in the brooch.
"No answer, huh? Well, this is your lucky day, little cousin, because I think I've got the perfect inclusion! The best possible way to tie off your birthday gift for Brinley, and make it her most unforgettable birthday yet!" Carmine leered down at you, bringing her lips so close to you that her overwhelmingly fruity mouthwash almost suffocated you. "How about you join the present, Insectito?"
Your eyes widened in panic and horror at the realization of your younger cousin's plan, and Carmine broke into cruel laughter as she recognized your fear. Delighting in the feeling of your futile thrashing vibrations in her grip, Carmine ascending to your bedroom with a skip in her step, and walked all the way to the closet, where you'd stashed the necklace box a few days earlier (with Anneli's help, the only other person who knew about the gift, aside from Carmine apparently).
The box was small and delicate, and you'd scribbled out a note that read 'To My Most Beloved Wife' on the top.
Carmine feigned adoration. "Aw, what a cute note, little cousin! Brinley will love this, I'm sure, but I think she'd love it even more once you join in on the fun!" Carmine then took off the top of the box, revealing the necklace inside. It was a black-and-white chain speckled with gold dust flecks, with the pendant brooch being the same shining golden glow of your wife's hair. Carmine then popped the lid off the brooch, and grinned down at you.
Reinflating your lungs just enough to scream, you cried out to your cousin. "C-Carmine, please! D-Don't ruin this birthday party for Brinley!"
Your cousin rolled her eyes. "Oh, bless Brinley's heart, Allegra, but she's a little empty upstairs. I think she'll be plenty distracted by this lovely new present from her tiny wife that she won't even have a second to wonder where you've run off to. In fact, I think this might be her favorite birthday yet, and trust me, it'll certainly be my favorite birthday party ever!" Carmine laughed sadistically. "See, Allegra, I think it's actually you who are at risk of ruining this, so let me fix you up real quick."
"'F-Fix me up'? What are you..." You began, but trailed off as you watched your younger cousin stuff a hand down her top, and retrieve a small bottle of liquid from her bra.
Full Length! The accursed chemical that could completely lock-up and freeze a tiny's body, never wore off, and could only be countered with a specific solvent!
"Carmine, please, don't!" You exclaimed, but it was no use. Your cousin's cruel laughs overpowered your own pitiful screams, and before you could even blink, she'd dropped a dollop of the liquid right onto your face. Then, before you could react, she used her fingernail to smush your lips, smearing your mouth into a wide smile.
Instantly, you could feel the Full Length seeping into your skin, and freezing you instantly. Or, at least, freezing your head, as that was the only part Carmine had doused in the horrible, nightmarish chemical. Your eyes froze in wide open terror, but as your mouth froze into a smile, your expression looked more like you were beaming with ecstatic happiness. Your whole head grew heavy from the freezing, giving you a powerful migraine that knocked you to your knees...
...where you remained defenseless, as Carmine then used her same fingernail to slash through your clothes, ripping them to shreds, and rendering you utterly nude.
You flinched and stumbled backwards, trying to hide your nudity from your cousin, who merely chuckled darkly as she delivered her next blow, flicking you in the stomach and sending you flying backwards...right into the pendant brooch, which was open and awaiting your arrival. You clattered into what Carmine was deeming your new cage, squishing slightly from the impact, but with the last ounce of your strength you threw yourself to safety, desperate to keep Carmine from sabotaging what was supposed to be a wonderful and happy day.
But you failed, and your face merely smashed into smooth transparent glass as Carmine clicked the brooch's lid shut again, locking you inside. And it was there, from inside this glass prison, that you could only watch in horror as Carmine dug around in her pocket, produced a second vial of some sort of liquid, and poured a generous amount of it right over the brooch lid latch. Your heart skipped a beat at the realization that it was superglue, and the following realization that your cousin had just, effectively, permanently locked you inside the brooch.
Sure, it wasn't permanent in the same way Full Length was. The superglue could, given years and years, fade on its own. Or it could be chipped away with a knife, or melted with its own solvent. The brooch itself could also break, the glass shattering and freeing you...in theory. Knowing your wife's tendency to be ditzy and klutzy, you'd bought the necklace with reinforced tempered glass, so it'd take a truly powerful blow to shatter it, but it was technically possible.
But putting technicality's aside, the more literal decisiveness of your little cousin's unfathomably evil prank hit you all at once, and you sank to your knees in despair. You were humiliatingly naked, face frozen and unable to speak or blink, and sealed inside the present you'd bought for your own wife. And the only person who actively knew that this had happened to you, and was in a position to fix it, was the person who'd subjected you to this hell, and would gladly let you rot.
Carmine was all smiles as she peered down at you, and tauntingly tapped the glass brooch with her nail. "All snug in there, little cousin? Gotta say, you seriously do complete this necklace. You look like you were born to be right there, trapped in that little glass cage, looking like an adorably helpless accessory. I just know Brinley will love you, and I could see her wearing this necklace every day for years. But, hey! At least that means you'll always be close to her chest, right? Or, uh, close to her breast, maybe!"
Cackling at her own wordplay, Carmine nestled the necklace back into the box, blew you a taunting kiss, then sealed the top. She then stuffed the box back into the closet, and sauntered away, supremely pleased with herself. As she headed downstairs, she unlocked the front door in preparation of the party guests coming over soon, then wandered into the bathroom.
In the darkness of the box, the verge to hyperventilate in panic was pressing, but you held off by clinging onto the hope that one of your family members of friends would recognize you once it was present time, in a few hours. Surely, you could count on someone like Shaye or Sloane to see you and get you free, and maybe even actually confront Carmine over her cruel prank, if you were lucky. Because if that didn't happen, you'd be stuck here for weeks, or even months, until Carmine finally got bored of this prank and freed you.
Which will happen, right? She wouldn't leave me in here forever, right? You thought to yourself, with a small amount of dread. Carmine doesn't hate me enough to let me stay stuck here forever, right?
1) The party guests arrive, and eventually present time comes. Brinley opens the present and gushes over the necklace, proudly showing it to everyone, and to your horror, no one recognizes your real identity.
2) The party guests arrive, and eventually present time comes. Brinley opens the present and gushes over the necklace, proudly showing it to everyone, and to your delight, you're recognized. Carmine, however, deflects by saying it was your idea from the get-go, and her lie is bought. For the moment, everyone leaves you stuck in the necklace, but at least you were recognized.
3) The party guests arrive, and eventually present time comes. Brinley opens the present and gushes over the necklace, proudly showing it to everyone, and to your delight, you're recognized. Carmine's prank is found out and she's chewed out for it, and you're summarily freed...except without Full Length solvent on hand, you've still got a frozen speechless head.
4) To your shock and disbelief, a passing would-be thief takes advantage of the unlocked front door and Carmine being in the bathroom to sneak into your house and look for valuables. Alongside some money, your necklace is stolen, and you now find yourself in the possession of a complete stranger! Will she keep your necklace prison, or pawn you off somewhere?
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