title: Micro Dealer aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [44623115] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:14:42 晚上

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Micro Dealer

Author: Abatabat Source: Micro Dealer

Daniel is a rat, he owns and runs a general store. It's location is unknown to most, but it is located under New York City. Yes, the shop is inside the sewers. Most individuals who shop there either live in the sewers, or are looking for some of the more exotic things that Daniel Walker sells. This includes the drug addicts, but also the fetishists. No, he does not sell bdsm, chastity, or any of that. He sells...

... micros

How did he get his hands on so many micros? Well, he found that people would pay a lot of money for them, and decided to start a business with a bit of an investment, and paid monthly for a portal to collect as many micros as he could ever want. He collects them by the thousands, and holds them in a back room, in a big container. On an average day, a few people come in and order a hundred, a few people come in an order a few dozen, and a few people order individuals. Daniel does not care who it is, they all pay handsomely for each one. He hopes to sell all of the micros, but usually doesn't sell them all, leaving only a few left. He does not want any micros to die of hunger, thirst, or any other ailment, so he finds it better to just dispose of the leftovers. He usually doesn't use conventional means, choosing not to waste them.

Today was one of those days, the usual people coming in, ordering differing numbers of micros. Some looked like scientists, some looked like crack-heads, many looked pretty usual. He gives the last person before closing the micros he ordered, and then closes up shop. Damn, 5 left again? While he is slightly displeased by his constant bad luck, never having completely sold out once, he is also pleased because he can play with these 5.

He scoops up the 5, and he lifts his hand. One of them happened to slip out, and falls to the floor. Daniel steps back, but all he sees is a red smear from where his shoe was. He'd be sure to be more careful not to accidentally kill them before he even gets to taste them from now on.

The four micros on that hand shiver in fear, as they see the rat lick his lips. "Eenie meanie miney mo pick a tiger by his toe I choose you!" The rat says, totally butchering the game. He puts his fingers, which are massive trunks to the micros, around one of them. He makes sure to be moderately gentle so he doesn't crush his toy. He pops it in his mouth, and lifts the other tinies up, to the throat. Daniel moves his tongue around in his mouth, while all he hears is a high pitched squeak, the other micros hear screams of pure terror, fading in and out. As the micro gets flung around and battered, losing energy, the rat gets tired of this, and very slowly swallows the micro. The other micros hear the micro's screams, getting fainter by the second, yet full of pain and death. Eventually every sign the micro exists is gone, and the micros are all mourning the dead.

Daniel could care less about these feelings, he just wants to have fun while disposing of these insects, these toys, these products. He lifts his tail up, and slams it down onto his hand. All of them move out of the way except for one, which happened to be right where the tail landed. It lands with a crunch, bones break and snap. The micro is barely hanging onto life, as the tail lifts up this half corpse half micro, up to the gaping maw. The tail does drop the micro, but onto the tongue. One of the two remaining micros decides it has had enough and wants to get it over with and jumps. It falls what is relatively a very long distance, and that would have killed it, but micros are in fact quite light. This however, also applies to their leg bones, which shattered on impact. So the micro has fallen all this way, but all it can do now is try and crawl to escape, the pain practically unbearable. As Daniel simply swallows, ending yet another life, he looks down and sees this pitiful existance, having only moved around a centimeter crawling on the floor like an insect. He places his foot on him, but very lightly. It is still bone crushing to a micro, though. As soon as he is done, almost all bones in its body have been completely shattered, by one simple shoe lowering.

Daniel Walker lifts his shoe, surprised that the micro is still alive. "Normally I wouldn't eat off the floor~" he says, his first words spoken to these insects. he uses his tail to lift up this morsel into his mouth and he almost chews, but decides against it, not wanting to dirty his pristine teeth. He simply swallows yet another life. Another life, ended as easily as Daniel would eat a gummy bear.

Surprised he has finished the others so quickly, he decides to play a little game with the last one, "Well, since you've lasted this long, how about a game? I'll give you a few minutes to hide, and then if I find you, I eat you, if you somehow escape, then good for you!" The micro waves its hands up and down, and Daniel raises his hand to his ear. "N-not like I have much of a choice, but sure, I'll take my chances", the micro screams loudly, just so that Daniel can understand what it says.

Daniel then lowers his hand down to the floor, and the micro steps off. "Well, you've got 5 minutes, starting.... now" Daniel starts a 5 minute timer on his phone and closes his eyes, giving the micro a very fair chance in this unfair game. The micro frantically looks around, but there is no way it can possibly reach any of the distant monoliths in time. The closest hiding spot is actually the massive shoes of the giant. He begins sprinting to the nearest one, and makes it to the cliff that is the shoe. It begins trying to scale it. As it climbs up the shoe, there is a massive thunder above, and the rat pulls out his phone, silencing the earthquake. He lifts his shoe now to begin walking, and the micro barely holds on to the fabric. He takes another step, and this next full step is more than enough to send the micro flying. Out of the corner of his vision, Daniel sees the micro fly across the room, going splat on a box. He still looks around a bit, just to make sure, but not seeing any micros or red stains under his shoes, he assumes the micro was in fact flung, and died on impact. He doesn't even bother checking, as it would be basically impossible to survive such an impact.