Squashed Scott?

The three of you run away in three diffent directions as Natasha's huge foot rapidly descends. But Scott, being smaller, can't run as fast.

"He'll never make it!" you cry.

Scott sinks to the ground and stares up at the huge shadowed foot about to crush him. Just before it does he gets a sudden idea and reaching up, tickles Natasha's footsole. "Kitchy kitchy koo!"

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