Pancake sees some granny pants

Who: Justin Pancake, and later Wolfgang Sweetsly
Where: M&S
When: After the team left
<snip>
"It's in a toy shop, but between
here and there is a coffee shop, a charity shop, and a Greggs.
"Good." Said Seymour, clapping his hands together. "Lets get cracking!"
Everyone started walking off towards the shop entrance.
"Hey, wait for me!" Said Justin. "How am I supposed to get down!"
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Justin tried for a good five minutes to find a safe way off the counter. As he
was searching, a serving lady came and sat down at the counter and activated the
till.
"Bollocks!" Justin said, cowering behind the barcode scanner. "What if she sees
me?" Then he thought for a moment, "What am I doing? I'm not scared of a
checkout lady!" He peered around at her. She was an attractive woman, but wore
far too much make-up.
"Next please!" She called out in a voice so loud that Justin's ears almost bled.
He cowered some more, until he felt the vibrations of a giant coming towards
him. Another woman, this time well dressed in stylish clothes approached. He
recognised her as someone from the Engineering department, Lieutenant Mollie
Larson who was in charge of the Engineering accounts department. She was clearly
on her day off, and was dressed in casual clothes. She approached the desk and
placed some clothing items on the counter that she wanted to buy, almost
squashing Justin. The clothes included a fashionable skirt, a handbag, and some
incredibly large pants. The type that women buy to hold their bellies in.
As the last item slammed onto the counter, it was the final straw for Justin.
"Excuse me, watch what you're doing!" He said. "Don't put those massive granny
pants on me!"
Lieutenant Larson looked down at the counter, and got closer. She shrieked.
"You've got a mouse!" She cried.
The till operator screamed too and swiped at the tiny man with a leaflet. "Hey,
stoppit!" he yelled back. "And you! Lt Larson, tell her to stop or I'll tell
everyone in the Engineering department that you wear granny pants!"
Larson shook her head in confusion. "It can talk!" She said.
"What did it say?" Asked the checkout operator.
"Erm... not sure. KILL IT!" Said Larson, taking off her own show to batter the
tiny Pancake.
Justin slipped off the side of the counter, sliding down a tassel on the skirt
and riding it to the ground. He ran across the floor of the shop, to escape the
killer women.
He sheltered under the legs of a teenage male who was placing folded jeans on a
table. He was stacking them quite high and close to the edge.
"That's against serious health and safety regulations!" Came a small voice from
only a few feet away. Justin peered out to see the shrunken Wolfgang Sweetsly,
the German Health and Safety officer.
"Did you hear me? You are stacking doze items too high! I know dey are only
denim, but dey might fall unt trap small creatures. Like me yar?!"
"Hey buddy." Said Justin, walking up and shoulder barging the German.
"Life is unt difficult being fery fery small!"
Justin nodded. "Yep. I almost got killed for being a mouse."
"Dere are mice here? That is definitely against health unt safety!"
"No. I mean. Nevermind." Said Justin. "Shall we go and find the others."
"Yar. There might be safety unt numbers?"
Justin nodded and they walked to the coffee shop next door.
As they walked in through the large glass doors of the coffee shop, the first
thing they noticed was Seymour dangling from a ridiculously great height.
"Dat rope is definitely not safe yar!" Said Wolfgang.
Justin shrugged. "It'll probably be alright."
The coffee cup the rope was attached to started to tip. "I told you so!" Said
Wolfgang. "Unt the coffee inside looks fery fery hot! It will spill on dese
small people!"
Justin watched as the coffee cup started to tip. Neither Jayne, Keto or Rosette
had noticed they had entered the room, and there wasn't enough time to run
closer and warn them of the impending doom from the falling hot coffee.
"Beware! Health unt safety alert!" Wolfgang shouted.
"They're too far away!" Said Justin.
Then he had an idea. Justin noticed a pink marshmallow next to him, one that had
been dropped from a hot coffee earlier. He picked it up.
"Oh, put dat down. It is all hairy unt dirty!"
Justin helf the large marshmallow in his hand, which was almost as big as he
was, but was as light as a feather.
"Watch this!" he said, and threw the pink flump at Rosette, Keto and Jayne.
The pink sponge knocked Rosette off her feet, who flew into Jayne, knocking them
both out of the way of the falling molten hot liquid.
The cup smashed on the floor right next to Keto, splashing seering hot coffee
all over his three-inch tall body.
Dr Keto's skin started to hiss as the heat burned his flesh. He screamed through
clenched teeth.
Justin and Wolfgang ran over, and saw his skin burning red. "Don't touch him!"
Said Wolfgang, he has severe burns.
Keto stopped screaming in agony to say "I know that. I'm a doctor!" And
continued writing in agony.
"What do we do?" Asked Justin.
<Tag, what do we do? Will Keto will be okay? What can we do to cool him down?>