Trapping him was the easy part. Working out what to do with him is trickier. She could just tip him into Her mouth. She could shake the glass and see how he copes. She could fill the glass with water. Put something on top, turn it upside down and leave him on a table. Or She could just watch him panic and hear his little cries for mercy for a little while longer.
Please... whatever You choose, Goddess, please keep me as Your little pet.
"I might leave you. I might let you go. I might eat you. decisions, decisions..."
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