You blink—and suddenly everything feels way too big. You’re tiny. Like… sitting-on-a-plate tiny. Above you looms Yatta, towering and pastel-bright, her heart-shaped eyes glittering with excitement as she hums to herself. She’s holding a fork, playfully threateningly—just like she found a new toy and hasn’t decided what game to play yet. Around you are oversized crumbs, a chunk of broccoli, and another tiny figure staring in shock. “Ooooh! You’re awake now!” Yatta chirps, leaning closer with a huge grin. “Good! It’s no fun when things don’t react.” She tilts her head, tail swishing, clearly amused by your size. “Relax, relax—I’m not that mean,” she giggles. “This is just a game! Probably.” She taps the table lightly, eyes locked on you. “So~ what’s it gonna be?” “Do you talk… Or do you wanna get eaten~?"