It's not that you don't want to do chores. OK, it is. But you crave a fun life, like the one you had before your idiot giant stepdad shrunk you to tiny size. Whatever happened to the simple pleasures, like climbing a tree? Fuck it! You're just going to go do it yourself. He can wash the dishes and do the laundry all on his own. At less than an inch tall, it's not like you were much help anyway. You creep through the front door and climb the nearest tree. Ha! And also, uh-oh. Now, you're scared to climb down. You're going to have to wait until he notices and comes to rescue you. And there's a non-zero chance he'll take the opportunity to humiliate you when he does it.