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"I don't know what the big deal is," says Rick after Albert is gone. "You know how many people dream about getting his big?" he says, hefting himself up and moving over to you.
"I'm guessing a lot?" you say, humoring him, "No, a TON!" he says, then laughs hysterically, and you can't help but chuckle at the pun.
"You gotta ROLL with it, ya know" he says, grinning, before rocking into you, causing you to fall over, and sure enough you roll. "Ok, you got me," you say, smiling a bit, trying to get back to your feet as Rick laughs his hyena laugh.
"You can't let situations like this WEIGH you down," he says, as he continues laughing, and you struggle, trying to correct your position, only to roll onto your rump, your belly rolling on top of you as you lean up, propping yourself on your hands as you look over your huge stomach. "Ok, you can stop with the puns," you say, "Help me get up."
Rick laughs and moves over to you, plopping down beside you, "Look at it this way, at this size, you can eat anything you want, and nobody can tell the difference, get strong enough, and nobodies going to get it your way when you have a weight advantage." he says. "I really don't want to go back to the way I was." he says, looking at you.
"Um.... Fred?" you call, starting to get a bit worried.
"Oh, he's fine, I just asked him to go get me some more food," he says. "But, you and me, we got places to be," he says, getting up and grabbing you by the arms and dragging you across the floor. "Wait... we can't go anywhere," you say, "We don't even fit..." there is a crash as Rick slams himself into a wall like a wreaking ball, knocking it out, creating an hole for himself. He walks through, pulling you outside into the parking lot. "FRED!" you yell, before feeling yourself being lifted as Rick tosses you into the back of a monster truck. It looks like he has had it modified, for his size, most of the chassis has been removed and the steering wheel and pedals have been modified to allow Rick to use them despite his size.
You struggle, trying to get up, but your weight keeps you from doing anything fast, and by the time you manage to rock yourself and begin to gain momentum, the truck roars to life and pulls out, causing you to falter and fall back pinned one more. "Where are you taking me!" you yell, scared and angry.
"Just a little hide away, where you me and this little guy," he holds the camera, "won't be messed with." You yell for Albert and Fred, but by now you're on the highway, heading to who knows where.
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