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Inktober D-3: Bulky “Frankie quick, the entrance!” As soon as they found themselves near the cave, Mike noticed a large enough boulder that could cover the entrance so that the ant would not manage to get them. He was already pushing the boulder, and with Frankie’s help, they managed to secure their safety for the night. Once the boulder had been secured to place, A breath of relief escaped both boys as they plopped down on the ground out of their exhaustion. “Hey Mike, next time don’t go off and don’t go looking for ants that want to eat us. I love my life” Frankie spoke, his tone obviously exasperated yet Mike could definitely feel the sarcasm in his words. “No worries. I’ll try to behave from now on” A soft chuckle left Mike’s lips as he tried to sound less sarcastic as he hoped he would, but both boys knew such a thing would never happen, not with Mike’s curious nature and definitely not when the world they now live in has shrunk to the size smaller than that of insects. There was no telling what either of them would pull off but for the time being, they needed to rest, for tomorrow, their search for their missing classmates would begin. Hopefully no more bugs would appear on their search, and if such a thing happened again, hopefully the Will O’ the wisp would guide them to safety again like what it did earlier. There was no sun to greet the boys a good morning, but what did greet them was sheer darkness. Had it not been for the damp earth they were lying on and the memory of last night’s grand chase, they probably would have thought the world was finally destroyed Frankie had managed to wake first being the early bird that he was. “Hey Mike, are you still there?” He called out, unfortunately there was no response. “Mike!!” he all but shouted but upon remembering how deep a sleeper the latter was, he heaved a deep sigh and eventually got upon his hands and knees to get a feel of the ground. Crawling made things easier for him, he didn’t want to accidentally step on a sleeping mike. although on normal circumstances, he would probably do so without even needing a reason but for now, he couldn’t risk losing an exploration buddy, or so he thought they were. A few moments after prodding around, a hand came to his grasp. There he was, definitely still fast asleep with how limp Mike still was. Much energy was spent on shaking Mike awake and after doing so, they both tried to find the boulder they had set in place. Once it was removed, the only thing they could see was the tall grass from last night then trash. Bulky trash that seemed to come as an obstacle course or even as hiding places for the humans with their sizes now.As promised, they went about exploring.

Now they would get to experience what climbing a mountain of trash would be like.

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