Big Mess

Both miniature women remained silent until they heard the door to apartment close followed by Rachel's footsteps down the stairs fading out of earshot, at which point George spoke up,
"I'm so sorry I got you into this Sarah. I don't know how but I promise I'll get us out of this and back to normal somehow. I..."
He was interrupted by a loud tearing sound. Despite what he had previously believed, Sarah was in fact able to pull the tape off of the wall.
"H-how did you do that?" George asked.
"It's not as hard as it looks. Just rock back and forth and it will loosen. Once you get it loose you can pretty much just pull it yourself."
George did as she said and was surprised to find that one side did come off very easily. Now that they were able to remove the tape their next problem was getting down from the wall. Even though they were only around five feet off the ground at their size it was like 30 foot drop.
"How do we get down?" George asked but Sarah had apparently thought of that as well.
"Look right below us. See that trash can?" George looked and saw what she was talking about, however it was so dark he couldn't see if it was empty or not.
Sarah continued, "Unless she emptied it since our arrival yesterday, I remember seeing it was pretty full so it should break our fall. Are you ready?"
George nodded and Sarah counted down "5, 4, 3, 2, 1 NOW!" at which point both doll sized twins pulled free from their bonds and fell.
The fall was a lot faster than George had anticipated. At his current size He was half expecting to float down like a feather. Instead, he fell for maybe a second and landed with a small splash in a vat of a warm, strong smelling liquid. Whatever he was in was small enough that it only came up to his waist and when he stood he saw Sarah, who had landed in a less stable spot looking up at him, picking large pieces lettuce out of her hair. She yelled up to him,
"We have to tip this thing over. Start rocking" and they both did. It took several tries but eventually the trash tipped and George came tumbling out, the liquid, which he now recognized as the remains of a cup of chicken noodle soup, splashing over him, covering his now long blonde hair with broth and noodles. It felt disgusting but he quickly pulled the noodles out of his hair and stood up to check for any serious injuries. He looked over and saw Sarah doing the same. She apparently got it worse than him, she was covered pretty much from head to toe in what appeared to be ranch dressing.
"We can't go out there like this. Our smell would attract any animal in the area and we'd be screwed. We need to get clean first" Sarah said. George protested,
"We don't know when she'll be back. We have to take that risk. And besides, how can we get ourselves clean? We can't exactly climb into the shower at this size"
Sarah thought for a moment then came up with a plan, "Do you remember the kitchen? She has a gallon jug of water on the floor next to her fridge. If we can get a hole in that we could use it as a shower."
George stopped her, "Ok, but what can we use to make the hole? In case you haven't noticed we're both naked"
Sarah looked around and something on the floor near the bed caught her eye. She ran over and found her purse. She called George over for help getting the zipper open and after a struggle they managed to get it open. She dove in and rummaged around for a while, finally emerging with a sharp nail file.
"There, if we run into with this we should be able to puncture the bottle" she instructed George as she held carried it out of the bedroom, where luckily Rachel had left the door open, and into the kitchen. It was even darker in the kitchen and George realized it was now nighttime.
"How long was I out?" he asked.
"All of yesterday and most of today" Sarah replied.
"You mean I've been unconcious for almost two days!" George cried out, "What was she doing during that time?"
Sarah looked away and George could sense that she was uncomfortable, even a little embarrased when she replied, "I don't want to talk about. Just trust me when I say we need to get out of here and fast."
George didn't question her, he just grabbed the nail file and on three the two doll sized women ran toward the bottle at full speed, hitting it hard and driving the thing in up to the handle. They pulled it out and a small, steady stream of water came trickling out.
"Now let's get as clean as we can as quickly as possible and get the hell out of here", Sarah said.