Lisa peeked inside the washing machine, took a deep breath, and squeezed her tiny body into the drum. I need to prove how small I really am, she thought. But then—stuck. She couldn’t move. The door clicked softly shut.

“Brother, I’m stuck!” she called out.

Same old, same old. She's doing this all the time to get your attention. She even stuck between a door, a fridge, even an oven. Yes, an oven. What you'll do, "brother~"