Andy marches right up to his room, looking forward to playing with his new toy. Having an older brother who's out with his friends a lot and two working parents, Andy often craves attention. And now that he has a tiny man at his disposal, he intends on wearing you out by making you cater to his every whim, no matter how small or unpleasant.
He starts by picking up a collectable army figuring who is just your height, and placing you in front of each other. "Ok, now fight!" he commands in his youthful voice.
"I.. I'm not a doll, little guy! I'm a real person, you have to.."
"Did you just call me 'little guy'?" The giant teen booms down at you, and you swallow nervously. "YOU'RE the little guy, and I'M the boss! So you'd better do what I say, otherwise you're gonna be in big trouble."
You stare up at the power-hungry giant and you're lost for words. He's enjoying his control over you so much, you're sure there's nothing you can do to stop him from tretaing you like an object.
"You don't want to fight like the rest of my army dolls? Well I guess I'll just have to make the first attack!" As he says this, Andy flicks you in the stomach with one giant finger maliciously, and you keel over in pain. The boy's obnoxious laughter booms in your ears, and before you can compose yourself, his great big finger has slammed against your back, making you roll across the floor like a rag doll.
"HAHAHA!! Not so tough now, are you, little man?" The spoilt giant's youthful voice thunders around you as he continues his assault.
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