FF: Diet Soda
#1 of Shrinking/Micro
Flash Fiction for Shasta from the Discord group
Needed a practice activity, so I sometimes do Flash Fiction give aways on my discord server when I just want to do some very brief stream of conscious writing as a warm up. This month all the flash fictions are shrinking themed for Micro May! Shasta was the lucky winner of the first one!
So he's just having a normal day at school... Having some trouble staying awake... Decides to get a soda... And then has a little problem.
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Flash Fiction: Diet Soda
The bell rung indicating the end of class. Shasta quickly packed up his bag before running out into the hall. The wolf mutt had five minutes to get to his next class... But he had one stop before going there. Summer was coming up... And the day was really dragging. Shasta wasn't sure if he had stayed up too late or if it was just an end of the year funk but he was dragging today. For that reason he decided to visit one of the vending machines between classes. One soda should wake him up enough to get through the rest of the school day.
The wolf mutt quickly put a dollar into the machine. Then he tried to pick his soda of choice. It was sold out. He tried his second choice. Also sold out. He went down the list. Every single soda was sold out. Apparently he wasn't the only one in need of a caffeine boost. Shasta furiously pressed every button trying to find something that worked. Finally a single can of soda came out of the machine. Shasta grabbed it and drank it greedily. Then he made a face.
"GOSH DARN IT!" Shasta growled. It was a diet soda! He sighed and finished the soda. It tasted disgusting but there wasn't enough time to go find another vending machine. He only had two minutes left to get class. He rushed to get to his math class. As he did ne nearly tripped over his own feet as his pants leg slid over his paws. Shasta growled and quickly slipped into the classroom and got into his seat.
"Okay class..." The teacher began. "Today we'll be having a pop quiz on next week's material. I know that seems unfair... But you should have thought of that before you decided to talk during next week's lecture." This was met with a general response of groans and complaints.
"Awww man..." Shasta groaned as he rolled back into his seat. He took a sip of his disgusting diet soda and resigned himself to his test. He started digging through his bag for a pencil then paused as he noticed that his shirt sleeve went over his hand-paw "Oh no..." He muttered realizing suddenly that something was wrong.
"No talking during class Shasta!" The teacher scolded.
"BUT!" Shasta objected. He looked at his desk noticing that it was bigger than it used to be. His clothes were loose on him. He looked at his soda can.
"No buts!" The teacher shouted.
"But I mean-" Shasta was panicking slightly. He was shrinking! His paws couldn't even reach the ground from his desk now! Why was he shrinking? He looked around for clues as to what could have caused it. Then he saw the soda can. It's label read 'Diet Shrink Soda. Lose mass fast.' "GOSH DARN IT!" Shasta let out a shout realizing what he had just drunk.
"Shasta how many times do I have to tell you to stay quiet! If you speak up one more time you'll have to stay after school to write on the chalkboards!"
"Mmmm!" Shasta covered his own muzzle to stop himself from protesting. As he did his shirt began to slide off him. He was so small now he could slip right through the neck hole! His pants slipped off from his legs landing on the floor beneath his desk. Shasta flailed trying to find something to grab. All he found was the top of his desk. As he clung to it his shirt fell down into his chair.
While standing atop a pile of his own clothing Shasta was barely big enough to see over the desk. Then he continued to shrink and soon couldn't see over it. He clung to side of his desk as he continued to shrink. Soon he was dangling from it. He could hear some excited murmuring from the other students, as well as some giggling at his predicament.
"Eyes on your own paper!" The teacher gave a shout. "Anyone talking or even looking at another student will stay after school!" With that the murmuring stopped as everyone forced themselves to turn away from Shasta.
With some difficulty the tiny wolf mutt pulled himself up onto his desk. He was about the size of an action figure! He was no taller than the can of soda he had been drinking! And he was still shrinking! As he continued to shrink he glared at the soda can.
"This is your fault." He kicked the can. Luckily he was so small at this point neither the kick nor his voice carried enough for the teacher to hear him. But he could do nothing other than watch as he continued to shrink until he was down to a mere inch and a half tall.
Shasta looked around the giant classroom. Standing atop the desk he felt as if he was standing upon the side of a cliff. He tried to stay near the center of the desk to avoid falling off. As he backed away from the edge he nearly tripped over a pencil. Laying on its side it easily went up to his thighs. He then looked to the massive sheet of paper that was the pop quiz the teacher had given. He was smaller than a mouse... And now he had to deal with this?
"Aw man..." Shasta muttered as he slowly started trying to lift the pencil up. Of all the things to have to deal with today... And now he was going to have to figure out how to get home too... Maybe a friend would let him ride in their pocket.
For now he focused on the impossible task of lifting his pencil.
The End