â â curiouser and curiouser.
Whether or not sheâs been having an indecent staring contest with the bottle and its bossy label for three minutes now shouldnât be the deciding factor to her fate. That door is⌠so tiny, and there doesnât appear to be any exit alternatives. If the colored bottle isnât filled with water (sheâll be sickened, for one), itâs bound to be poisoned. Why shouldnât she be suspicious? The lengths others have gone to spite her kind will always be extraordinary - and she will always have an excuse.Â
She tosses it to the back of her throat with slit eyes in disdain for the idea, both parts unsure and skeptical of what the next door has in mind. Getting dragged to an amusement park with no say in the matter? All Touka knows for certain is that it canât possibly be good.Â
When her frame begins to shrink, already petite figure now no more than a few inches off the ground (if you could do her that honor), she gapes in horror. And very, very blatant frustration. Itâs too bad she only takes note of the redheaded male after sheâs one-sixth her natural size, practically incapable of being defenseless with coal threatening to fill the whites of her eyes. Restraint is difficult, but she manages to swallow back any morbid remarks. Instead, he gets a firm grasp on the shoulder to turn his attention towards her.
"This place canât always be so huge. Thereâs gotta be a way we can get back to normal size. Right?â
Mikoto had been skeptical of the drink also but he knew there was no way to his new place except the door before him. That was why he drank his bottle quickly before he watched Touka-chan do the same, one brow raising. He wondered why she wasn't saying anything to him and jumped a bit when she suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
"I assume so. I wouldn't mind being stuck in this size with you, though." He remarked, one hand brushing through his hair before he turned red and tried to turn away, covering his face. "Why'd I say that?" He scolded himself inwardly before sucking in a breathe and turning to the door.
Setting back his shoulders and trying to save some of his dignity, he strode to the door and opened it, looking around with a grimace. "You might want to see this." He remarked, stepping inside. He could see the treat sitting on the other side but there was so much in the way and it seemed a bit high up.
This would be fun.
