Veruca opened her eyes slowly...where was she? And how long did she sleep for? Her confusion increased when the sound of someone clearing their throat echoed throughout the tiny room. She looked to the side and saw a little person. No, two...wait, no. Three, four, five, six, seven. Seven identical little men. The only difference between them was the clothes. One wore red, the other black, and then yellow, white, pink, blue, and finally green. Their expressions varied a lot as well.
"Hello, miss. May I ask what are you doing here?" Questioned the one with a friendly face in the white suit. Veruca was very grateful for his politeness. At least they didn't shout at her.
"Well, it would be great if you gentlemen could explain where exactly is here." Chessie pretty much teleported her there, didn't he? Just like Mike had done the day before in the clearing.
"You're in our house. Sleeping on our beds!" Accused the one in red, with the pissed out face. Veruca scooted away from him slightly, a