At work we're getting ready for inventory, so we've been doing a lot of stuff that requires less brain power than usual. Also at work, there are random discussions. Sometimes said discussions take place in the break room even, where there are sometimes foodstuffs. And sometimes (always) there's random debris left over from someone's lunch or snack or whatever.
Like
these little guys.
And then there are thoughts such as:
Oh, hey! If, like. Steve was somehow miniaturized (IDK, maybe he ran into
Wayne Szalinski or something, who knows) and had to cross the wilds of the lunchroom table/wherever to get help, he would totally use one of those as a weapon.
Or, like. The
pointy kind of toothpick.
These he could use to tie string or rope or whatever around one end and use that as a weapon/climbing tool/who knows. Possibly
these, in a pinch.
Tiny!Steve with his toothpick sword, or spear/javelin doing battle with ants or whatever. Fending off a mouse or a rat or some other such creature -
an actual ROUS! Crossing the (table) salt dunes from where someone knocked over the salt shaker earlier and then - oh, so foolishly - didn't toss the spilled salt over his shoulder as one is supposed to do to ward off bad luck/spirits/I can't remember how that goes, sorry!
Oh, Tiny!Steve and his ~magical journeys! (Somehow, he would find a way to get some face paint action going on, even though he is crossing one of those red and white checkerboard tablecloths or something, I don't know. It just feels wrong for him to be having these kinds of adventures without the face paint.)
Also? If he had the
tiny flag toothpicks he could
go around claiming things.
IDK, I'm just really tired and there were toothpick swords, okay? I love those damn things. *hands*
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