Snow Way Out Rough Draft

Snow Way Out.

Nora opend the door and shivered. “You have got to be kidding me.” She kicked the wall of snow in front of her. “Where did all of this come form?” She hugged herself and shut the door. “This is not good.” She walked into the next room. “I have to head to work in an hour and the snow outside is up to my chest. What am I going to do? Ugh?”

She reached into her pocket as her cellphone began to vibrate. “Hello?”

“Nora. Hey it’s Antony.”

“Hey Antony have you seen all of this snow.” She walked over to the window. “It is like someone dropped a mountain side on my doorstep or something.”

“I know it’s crazy. I had to tunnel my way to my car this morring.”

She laughed and slapped herself with her pale hand. “I don’t even know if I can find my shovel in this mess. Look I don’t think I can make it to work today.”

“Nora you know you can’t just take a day off. We need someone to deliver the pizza.”

“You are kidding right.” She turned around and walked into her garage. “I don’t even think I can get the door for my garage open and even if I did I don’t think the roads are plowed all the way out here.”

“Nora, I don’t care. Either you get your butt here on time or we will discuss someone to replace you.” She narrowed her eyes as the line went dead.

“The worst storm in almost ten years and he wants me to deliver pizza’s.” She threw up her arms. “To who?” She ran her hand along the side of her vehicle. “Well I won’t figure it out standing around here, will I?” Nora turned around and walked into the next room.

She shut the garage door behind her and walked into the kitchen. “I am going to cook up a quick snack before heading out there.” Nora walked over to the fridge. “I need something to keep me warm in that freeizng mess. Huh? What is this?” She opend the door to the fridge and scratched at her blonde hair. “I don’t remember putting a plate of cookies in here.” She pulled out the strange tray and set them onto the oak table.

“Hmm, there is a note here.” She held the parchment up to the light. “These sweets are the gift that will keep on giving. Just a small bite will help increase your performance ten fold but carful as all it will take is a bite. Enjoy.”

“Umm ok?” She shrugged her sholders. “Well this is kind of weird.” Nora narrowed her amber eyes and double check the piece of paper. “Who sent this thing? Why wouldn’t they put their names on it?” She looked down at the cookies. “How did these things even get into my house?” Nora crossed her arms and sighed. “This is so werid.”

She looked out the window and at the fields of snow. “Well I should stop waisting time thinking about it.” She grabbed a cookie off the plate and took a bite. “I need to get out there and find a shovel. Time is wasting. Whoh.” Nora blinked as warmth spread throughout her body. “That is suprsiningly good.”

Nora blinked and put her hand over her chest as the warmth spread throughout her body. Her blouse and pants suddenly began to tighten. “Hugh what is going on?” She looked down. “Everything is so tight now.” She twisted her feet inward as her blue sneakers looked like they would burst apart. “Someone please tell me what is going on?” She looked up at the fridge, the top now level with her breasts. “Why is everything shrinking? Ughgh.” Nora lowered her head as it hit the ceiling and the warmth ended.

She took deep breaths. “What just happened?” She stepped backwards and sat down, her butt now to big for the chair so she sat on the edge of the seat. “Am I crazy or did everything just shrink?” She put her hands on the wodden chair. “Espcially this damn thing.” She tried to reposition herself only for a leg of the chair to snap. “Shit!” Nora fell to the ground, her hair falling over her body. She blew her bangs up off her face.  “Well that is just great.” She used the table to help push herself up only to hit her head on the ceiling again. “This is absurd. Why would everything just shrink like this.” She looked at the cookies on the table. “Unless.” She picked up the note and read it again.

“Just a small bite will help increase your performance. . .” Nora scratched at her head. “What if it meant increase things littearaly.” She put her hand on the ceiling. “And instead of performance it made me grow.” She dropped the piece of paper to the ground. “You have got to be kidding me.” She began to take deep breaths in and out. “This is crazy. What am I going to do?” She ran her hands through her hair. “Ok calm down. I have enough issues right now. I need to get outside and find that shovel and get a path cleared.” She laughed. “And that is considering I can even fit into my car.”

Nora crossed her arms. “Though maybe this is a good thing. I can shovel faster now. So the cookies did help.” She rushed into the next room and grabbed her coat off the coat rack. “Well I guess thank you random magic cookies.” She let out another laugh. “I just hope it is enough so I can get to my job on time.”

Nora slowly slid on her coat. “Ugh, though I do have to say I should have put this on before taking a bite out of the growing cookie.” She groaned as she pulled her arms through the sleeves and streached the fabric. Finnaly her arms popped out the other side. “There.” She looked down at her hands. “Though my arms are more exposed than I would like.” She rubbed the base of her hands. “I should get some gloves as well.” She dug into her closet and pulled out a pair of blue gloves. “Here we go.”

She tired and tried to slide one of the gloves onto her right hand but all she could manage was the glove covering her thumb, index finger and middle finger. “Oh come on.” She pulled the winter attire off her hand and threw it against the wall. “I need something to wear out there.” She threw her hands into her pockets. “Why can’t those cookies help me shrink back down?” She looked up at the clock. “Damnit I only have forty five miuntes left to make it to the pizza joint. I need to just get out there.”

Nora rushed to the door and flung it open. “I can worry about my boots later.” She rolled her eyes. “I doubt I could get them on my feet or get my shoes off anyways.” She took a step outside and closed the door behind her. “Ok I find the shovel, get the garage door dug up enough and drive out. I think I can force a tunnel with my car.” She shivered. “Because I sure as hell don’t have enough time to dig a tunnel for my car out.”

She began to dig into the snow in the area where she had left her shovel. “From now on I am going to leave the damn thing inside. Bbbbbrrrrr.” Nora tired to slide her hands into her pants but couldn’t fit her fingers into her pockets. “Stupid shrunken things.” She shivered and dug out some more snow. “Ugh I am getting no where. I need to try something else.” She turned around and looked at her snow covered door, the yellow paint just cracking through the glintring white blanket. “How else am I going to get the damn car out though? The snow is to high up to use the snow blower.” She crossed her arms. “Oh what am I saying? I would have to be massive to think of digging my car out. Look at this craziness. I am not going anywhere.”

Nora’s eyes lit up. “Oh my god. The cookies.” She jumped with joy. “I can grow my way out of this problem. Dig my way out and get to work. It is so simple.” She opend the door and rushed back inside. “Why didn’t I think of this before?”

She rushed back into the kichen and picked up the plate of cookies. “Thank you so much mystery person.” She took a bite and walked back towards the door. “This will help so much.” She took another bite and swolled the cookie whole as she moved onto the next one, the warmth spreading thoughout her body. “Who needs to worry about a dam shovel when I can just grow and dig out my car when I am at the beach.” Nora laghed. “I just wish it was warm like summer.”

As she munched on the next cookie her head slammed into the ceiling. “Oww.” Before she had a chance to look up her body was slammed against the ground. “Oufff.” Nora winced as her feet burst from her shoes before sliding across the floor and into the living room where the pressed the couch against the floor. Her left sholder quickly pinned the fridge against the wall.