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Before we begin the 2nd Nature Wars story, here’s a prelude one-shot!





Swimming





“Yeeaah!” Lee Andrew Grayson cheered, dropping into the pool from the diving board.

“Wheeee!” Haruka cheered, diving in after him.

“Waterbending baaall!” Melody Jackson exclaimed, creating a bigger splash after dropping from the diving board.

The operatives were happily playing in one of the many pools at Sector J’s treehouse. The sun was shining, sparkling beautiful reflections off the water as children playfully splashed one-another. The only one who wasn’t having fun was Mason. The Dimalanta boy was glumly seated on the edge of the pool, his feet rested on the first step into the water as his head was rested on his hand, wearing floatable life preserves around his elbows. “Oi, come on, Mason.” Sheila Frantic spoke as she approached her friend with her usual cheerful attitude. “Why don’tcha wanna get in the water?”

“Because he can’t swim, remember?” Lee Andrew swam over and said. Haruka accompanied him and gave a light giggle.

“Ah’m gettin’ there first, Leanne!” Dillon York declared, racing Leanne Andrea to the diving board.

“Oh no you’re not!” she yelled back.

“Oi, fellas, wait for me!” Sheila yelled after them. Mason depressedly watched in her direction.

All three kids climbed onto the ladder and gathered on the diving board together. They ran across and- “YAHOOOO!” all three of them leapt off and created a powerful splash of water. As Sunni and Darcy Chariton were relaxing against the recliners, reading books, Sunni’s eyes widened in notice of the humongous tidal wave shadowing them. The two were engulfed by the large wave, and Sunni bore an annoyed look as they were dripping wet. Darcy, however, didn’t look too bothered by this and kept reading.

“Woohoo!” Sheila cheered as they resurfaced. “Talk about a real pool-emptier, eh?”

“Just watch where you’re diving next time!” Cheren Uno yelled at them from a few feet away, his eyes squinting. “I lost my glasses! I can’t see without my glasses!” The nearsighted boy then began moving through the pool, feeling around the water in search of them. Along his way, he kept accidentally touching and feeling around other operatives in the pool.

“Come on, Mason, get in the pool with us!” Dillon encouraged as he and Leanne swam over.

“Maybe Sheila can teach you how to swim!” Haruka smiled gleefully, directing them over to the raccoon girl happily backstroking along the water, using her tail as a propeller.

“We know ya wanna be in the water with her!” Dillon joked, making everyone release light giggles.

Mason growled in frustration. However, the boy looked over at his swimming raccoon friend, watching as she dove beneath the water and swam fast using her tail-propeller. She didn’t wear a swimsuit, only her regular clothes, except her sandals were off. Mason really loved how carefree she was. Deep down, he’s always wanted to learn how to swim, for the reason that he really does want to be in the water with her.

Sheila swam back over to her friend and raised her head back above the surface. “Yeh, Mason! Oi wouldn’t mind teachin’ ya!”

“Or you could get Melody to teach you how to swim.” Leanne suggested. “She IS the Ocean Princess.”

“Hehe, yeah, but… I think I will learn from Sheila.” Mason decided.

“Aw, strewth!” Sheila fist-pumped, walking up out of the water and grabbing Mason’s arm. “Come on, Mason! Le’s go to a pool that isn’t crowded.” She led her friend away from the group as they quietly snickered behind them.

Meanwhile, Melody saw something at the bottom of the pool while she was swimming and dove under, grabbing Cheren’s glasses and coming back up. “Hey, Cous! I found your glasses!” she called, tossing the glasses over to her cousin.

Right now, Cheren was still feeling around the pool, laying his left hand on somebody’s foot when the glasses suddenly bonked him in the head. “Ow!” he yelped, grabbing the specs in his right hand and slipping them back on. Once his vision was returned, however, he instantly found his left hand rested on Panini’s foot. “Oh… umm, hi, Panini.”

“And here I was thinking the massages here weren’t cheap.”

Mason followed after Sheila as the two climbed up a ladder to a higher pool. Mason couldn’t help but gaze at how sparkly Sheila looked dripping-wet. When they arrived at the top, they found the pool was completely free of other kids, and they were the only ones there. “Before we begin, Mate, ya might wanna wear this.” She suggested, slipping on the conch-shell necklace around his neck.

“Oh yeah… this…” he remembered.

“Gotta ’ave some good luck, roight? Let’s get to it! Now, the first step ta swimmin’ is not bein’ afraid ta get in the water.” Sheila instructed, holding Mason’s hand as she led the boy down the steps into the pool. “And when you’re beginnin’, it’s best to hold on to the side of the pool, and jus’ let your legs float behind you, eh?”

Mason followed Sheila as they were gripping the ledge of the pool, using their hands and feet to move along further from the stairs. As Sheila instructed, Mason held the side of the pool and gently let his legs drift along the surface behind him. He glanced to his left as Sheila was doing the same. The blue-eyed Faunus smiled at him, and he sheepishly smiled back.

“Now, le’s get ta floating.” Sheila instructed as she gently kicked herself away from the ledge, slowly drifting along the surface on her back. “Firstly, don’t panic. Me mom always told me how Mr. Beatles couldn’t swim ’cause he was always flailin’ his arms like a crazy li’l koala. Just clear your mind of all that drowning hoo-hah and let the water gently carry your body along…”

Mason calmly closed his eyes and took a whiff of breath through his nose. The raven-haired boy gently kicked the wall and pushed himself away. He spread his arms and legs out to let the gentle flow of the currents move his body along. He was able to relieve the panic in his mind he would usually have about drowning, feeling very calm and peaceful as the relaxing waves carried him.

The boy slowly opened his eyes and was met with the bright rays of the sun. He squinted and glanced to his left, seeing Sheila’s beautiful form floating along the water’s surface as she looked and smiled at him. The raccoon released a light chuckle and grinned, showing her pearly whites. Mason blushed and gave his own light chuckle, then- “Whoa!” he suddenly felt himself struggling to stay above surface.

“Hold on, Mason.” Sheila spoke up, grabbing under her friend’s arms to keep him floating. “I gotcha.” Mason stopped flailing his arms and looked behind him, blushing even more as Sheila’s hands were wrapped around his arms. “Remember, panicking is what killed the hyena.”

“Uh, hehe. Right…” he still blushed.

“I dunno, am I doing good with this teaching biz?” Sheila’s ears drooped. “If ya want, I could get Melody.”

“No, no, you’re doing great.” He quickly assured. “You’re, uh…a great teacher.”

“Hehe. Thanks, mate. Anyway… ’ow ’bout we try going underwater?”

“You-You think I’m ready?”

“Well, sure!” she smiled. “Just take a big breath, and let li’le tiny bubbles out of your nose when you’re underwater. And when you’re feelin’ out o’ breath, just come back up. Are ya ready?”

“Sure.” He nodded. Both friends sucked some air into their lungs and went fully underwater. Mason and Sheila looked and stared at each other, their cheeks puffy as they slowly released tiny bubbles of air from their noses. The two exchanged smiles as Mason nodded. The two took hands and swam side-by-side as they kicked their feet to move along. When they made it to the pool’s edge, they changed direction and swam the other way, performing a small whirl as they still held the other’s hand.

Mason could only stare at how beautiful Sheila looked under the water, her long, raven-colored hair floating distortedly along the currents. Right now, Mason completely forgot about being at a swimming lesson, let alone the fact that he couldn’t swim well. It just felt so wonderful being underwater with her. All those times he didn’t know how to swim, and he always watched as Sheila swam under the water and had fun all by herself. Now, he was finally swimming with her, and it was the most magical feeling he ever had.

After a while, the two came to halt, taking breaths of fresh air after resurfacing. “You did pretty good there, mate.”

“Thanks to you.” He smiled, still catching his breath. “You may not be a waterbender, but you’re the best swimming teacher in all the KND.”

“Ahhh. You c’n be too nice sometimes, eh? Anyway, ’ow ’bout we take a break? I c’n teach you ’ow to swim more after a couple ice cream cones, ’ow ’bout that?”

“Sounds great.” He agreed. The two proceeded to climb out of the pool, and Sheila rapidly whooshed her hair around to shake the water off, Mason smiling and shielding himself as the water sprinkled him. As they went to get ice cream, Mason was eager for the next lesson.





Now let’s begin the story for real. But, warning: this story has a certain gross boss from /Conker’s Bad Fur Day/. I won’t mind if you skip over the “Sewer Adventure” level if it’s too gross. Just know that later chapters won’t have this type of foulness, and may I also add the /Kids Next Door/ game also had such creatures.





Mason and the Minish Door





Dimalanta Household





The sounds of wood clopping rang from the backyard as Mason Dimalanta and Sheila Frantic clashed wooden blades against the other. It was a beautiful summer’s day, so the two best friends were spending it doing what they loved: playing with each other. A cold, refreshing Purple Flurp sat on the table beside them as they rapidly swung their toy weapons.





“Ye’ll not get yer hands on THIS loot here, Captain Raccoon!” Mason exclaimed, trying to sound like a pirate. The black-haired, gray-eyed boy wore his usual black clothing with a flame design on the shirt and left pants-leg.





“Arr, that’s what ye think, but I’ll be makin’ ye walk the space-plank, scurvy dog!” Sheila retorted. The tan-skinned girl with raccoon ears and a tail wore a green T-shirt with matching sandals, and her messy black hair matched her shorts.





“Aw, not the space-plank.” Mason moaned.





Inside the home, Yin Dimalanta smiled as she watched her son play with his best friend from the kitchen window, doing dishes. The Chinese woman had pigtailed dark-gray hair and a blue house dress, her monochrome face in two shades that resembled a Yin-Yang symbol. “Awe, aren’t they adorable, Matthew?” she asked her husband, who sat at the table, reading a newspaper.





“Honestly, they should train with Cheren if they’re gonna pretend to be pirates.” Matthew replied. He had blue streaks in his black hair.





“Yeah, but then they’ll poke each other’s eyes out.”





“Pretty sure Sheila nearly blinded him anyway one time. When she flicked some lightbending at his face.”





At the same time, Dillon York and Leanne Grayson were also over, sitting on the living room floor and battling in /Super Smash Bros. Universe/, with Dillon’s socks kicked off on the floor. Dillon wore his black hoodie and blue jeans, and a blue streak cut through his black hair. The male shadowbender was unable to focus as a bunch of flies were buzzing around him, and he was trying to swat them away.





As a result, Leanne was able to beat him and win the battle. “Hoo-hoo, yeah!” she fist-pumped. Leanne had long brown hair, a red sweater, blue skirt, and striped red and dark-green socks.





“Ah, man! Mason really oughta do something about these flies.” Dillon whined, trying to smack them away. “What’s their deal?”





“This is a poisonbender house. Super smelly. At least Ash is taking care of ’em.” The two looked behind them as Leanne’s shadow was trying to snap the flies in her hands and also eat them.





“Boy, shadows have weird appetites.”





“But speaking of smelly, could you please put your socks back on?”





“Heh, if that bothers you, that should help me win.”





“That’s playing dirty!”





Outside, Mason and Sheila kept powerfully swinging their wooden swords at each other before Sheila was able to make Mason’s fly right out of his hand. Mason watched it fly off before Sheila swung her leg and kicked Mason off his feet, afterwards tipping her sword at him. “And ta Sheila go the spoils, eh?” She took the Purple Flurp can and twirled it around before cracking it open, proceeding to have a sip. She then walked over and placed a foot on Mason’s chest, holding him down as she said, “But as an act of good will, I present to you a gift.” The Faunus raccoon reached into her back pocket and pulled out her own can. Mason smiled as Sheila stepped off of him, allowing him to stand up. “To best pals.” She smiled, tossing him the can.





Mason cracked the can open and touched it to hers as he repeated, “To best pals.” Both friends proceeded to have a drink. When they finished, they both released loud burps at the other’s face. The two joyously burst into laughter.





“So Mason, didja hear?” Sheila asked as the two sat at their backyard table. “Planet Vaporia’s started their own Kids Next Door! We should totally check it out, mate!”





“Mmm, I dunno, Sheila. My dad told me about that place, and, it sounds kinda scary.”





“Ahh, that’s what it used to be, eh? Where’s your sense of adventah?”





“Mmm…” Mason still looked unsure.





As Sheila tilted her head back to have another drink, her eyes widened at the sight of a glowing green meteor in the sky. She wiped the soda from her mouth and asked, “What’s that?”





Mason’s eyes also widened at the meteor. The strange object fell faster toward the earth and crash-landed in the forest area, several yards from their house. “Let’s go check it out!” Sheila yelled, already dashing into the forest.





“Er, Sheila? Wait!” Mason quickly ran after her.





Mason kept after his friend past all the trees before finally bumping into her from behind while she was staring at something. Mason stepped beside her, and both stared curiously at some strange double-doors, decorated with odd, forest-like designs. “Whoa… what is it?” Mason asked.





Sheila carefully stepped closer to the door, reaching out to touch it. The doors suddenly slid open as her fingers were inches away from touching it. Mason stepped closer as well, their eyes transfixed on the swirling green portal that waited inside. “Blimey…” Sheila said quietly.





“I wonder where it leads…”





“Well, only one way to find out. Le’s go in, mate!”





“Hold on!” Mason grabbed Sheila’s arm. “We don’t know what this is, Sheila. It could be dangerous.”





“Danguh? Oi LAUGH at danguh! HA HA HA HA!”





“Eh hehe. Still, I have a bad feeling. I mean, doorways don’t usually fall from the sky and contain swirling portals. What if it leads to some super hazardous dimension?”





“And what if it doesn’t? Either way, Oi’m checkin’ it out!” She was about to step in again.





“Sheila,” he held her back, “I REALLY don’t think we should-”





“Ah, come on, mate, what’s the worst that can happen? We get lost inside some parallel universe with no way of comin’ back? This could be the discovery of the century! Oi’ve GOTTA see it!”





Mason released a long sigh of defeat. “Well… then I’m going with you.” he decided, taking her hand.





Sheila smiled at him and nodded, “Even bettuh!” The two faced ahead at the strange vortex and sucked in a breath of anxiety. Without another second to spare, the two stepped inside, and the doors closed behind them.





The two stood in the middle of a vast, infinite plain of the swirling greenness. “So… where is this?” Mason asked, his voice echoing.





“Maybe there’s some kind of a secret entrance.” Sheila whispered.





“Either way, this is making me dizzy. Let’s find wherever this leads and head back ASA—/Whooooaaaa…/” The entire dimension began moving around in a slow, wavy motion.





“/Oooof… I’m gettin’ sick, mate…”/





“/We shouldn’t’ve had that… Purple Flurp…ulp…”/





Back at the house





Yin gathered some clothes into a laundry basket and held it up as she saw Haruka walk by her room. “Oh, Haru? Could you go outside and ask if Mason has any dirty clothes lying around? I’m about to do some laundry soon.”





“Sure, Mom!” Haruka smiled before hurrying to the backyard. Mason’s twin had pigtailed black hair with a purple rose, and her midnight eyes matched her dress and socks. A gray Cross necklace adorned her.





Unknown jungle area





Mason and Sheila had finally made it out of the vortex, holding their heads dizzily as their bodies were bent over a little. “Man, Oi’m feelin’ woozy…” Sheila groaned.





“We shoulda waited ’til our stomachs settled.” Mason said.





“Oi, what is this place?” The two looked up and viewed around the mysterious jungle. They appeared surrounded by towering, green trees, as well as even larger trees, which had normal-colored brown trunks.





“Are we in… some kind of jungle?”





“Well, I was right, all roight. This place is a BEAUT! Jus’ look at all the places we could set up totally ripper treehouses!”





“I dunno, Sheila, I feel like there’s somethin’ very familiar about this—WHOA!” Mason yelped and grabbed Sheila’s arm at the sight of a tremendous ladybug several feet away.





The polka-dotted bug looked in both directions before flapping its wings and taking off. “Aw, STREWTH! Didja see how BIG that thing was, mate?!” Sheila asked excitedly. “It coulda ’ad us for DINNUH!”





“Yes, it could’ve. I think we should head back, Sheila.” Mason suggested, slightly shivering with fear. “Who knows what else is lying in this jungle.”





“Ah, come on, man, we only just got here! We gotta explore MORE of this jungle!”





“N-No way, Sheila! I’m gettin’ out of here!” The Dimalanta boy hurriedly ran back toward the doorway. He tried sticking his fingernails in the gap, but despite all his efforts, it wouldn’t budge open. “Oh no! It’s stuck!”





“/Masooon.”/





“Huh? What was that?” Mason asked frightfully.





“It sounded like Haruka.” Sheila replied.





“/Masooon.”/





“But why would Haruka be here?”





“Oi dunno. Le’s go look for her.” The two friends ran in the direction of the voice.





…





“Masooon?” the poisonbender child called, walking into the forest. “Mom needs you for somethiiing.”





…





“Oi! ’arukaaa? Where ARE you?” Sheila yelled out as the two approached an enormous brown wall of bark, which was the root sticking out of an even bigger tree.





“You think she’s up here?” Mason asked.





“Le’s find out.” The duo began climbing their way up the massive root, which wasn’t too hard, seeing there was a lot of spots to grab or stand.





“/MASOOON?”/ the voice grew louder.





“Yeah, I think she’s up-” But before Mason could finish, just as they reached the top, a gigantic shoe stomped down on the root, causing a tremor that made the two drop and scream on their way down.





As Sheila shook her head from the drop, the raccoon girl looked up and gasped widely at the being before her. “Oi, look a’ this.” Mason looked up as well, his mouth growing just as wide.





Standing on the tree root was a massive Haruka, hundreds of feet taller than they were. “MASOOON? Mom wants to know if you got any dirty UNDIES.”





“Ohh…” Mason blushed in embarrassment. “B-But what happened?”





“Oi, she’s bigger than my HOUSE!”





“She’s bigger than a lot of houses…” Mason stuttered with fear. “Sheila… you think that door shrunk us?”





“Ah, come on, Mason, doors don’t shrink you. Oi’m actually startin’ to think the entire world grew.”





“/HEY, MASON!”/





“LOOK OUT!” Mason cried, the two jumping out of the way before Haruka stepped on them.





“/MASON, WHERE ARE YOU?”/





“We gotta get her attention!” Mason decided. “Fly us up there!”





“Erm, okay!” Sheila wrapped around Mason’s arms and began rapidly spinning her tail, slowly flying them up higher toward Haruka’s face. “Oi, blimey, she’s so big.” Sheila panted, struggling to carry Mason up. “Oi wish we brought along some jetshoes or somethin’.”





“Just a little bit farther, Sheila.” As the giant girl stood in place and tapped her foot in thought of where Mason might be, the two eventually flew close enough to her face. Mason began yelling, “HEY! HARUKA!”





“OI! ’ARUKA! OVER HERE!” Sheila yelled.





“/Huh?”/ They somehow caught the girl’s attention. Haruka faced ahead and took notice at the two before her. “EW, BUGS!” Without giving them a chance to escape, the Gothic Lolita girl clapped her hands together, smashing them inside.





When she reopened her hands, the two dizzily shook their heads as Sheila dropped both of them to the ground. The two barely recovered as they held their aching heads. Haruka held her hands open and aimed down at them as she echoed, “Time for some poison.” A tremendous cloud of purple gas flowed from her shoulder sleeves and down to Mason and Sheila.





“Eek, time to counter!” Mason gasped, immediately throwing his hands up and releasing green gas directly upward, holding the purple gas back and shielding them while Sheila ducked. Unfortunately, he was struggling to keep away Haruka’s bigger gas, and the purple pushed through. The two quickly held their breaths as Mason grunted, “Play dead.” The two kept their mouths and noses shut as they dropped to the ground in a dead fashion.





After a few minutes, the purple smoke cleared away, and the two squinted their eyes open. Their lack of motion sparked a smile on Haruka. “That’ll do it.” The blue-eyed girl then proceeded to walk back to her house. “MOOOM, I couldn’t find Mason anywheeere…”

The two pushed their selves up, gasping for fresh air. As soon as Sheila recovered hers, “WOOHOO!” she startled Mason. “Man, that was the biggest stink cloud EVUH!”





“Sheilaaa! This is serious! She almost killed us! We’ve gotta find a way to get back to normal.”





“Are you kiddin’, man? We’ve only just started this adventah! Don’t you want to know what your HOUSE looks like at this height?”





“Frankly, I’d rather not find out. Though, seeing as the door is shut tight, we’ll need to grab somebody’s attention so they can help us. So I guess we’re going to my house, anyway. Let’s hurry and-”





“/Meooow.”/





Mason’s face became frozen with horror. “…Did you hear something, Sheila?”





The two looked off in the distance as a tremendous cat crawled around and sniffed the ground with its nose, thankfully not in their direction. “Oi, look ’ow BIG that cat is! Oi bet HE could help us! OII! ‘ere, kit’y, kit’y, kit’y!” Sheila called, patting her legs and making a cat-calling noise.





Mason immediately ran and clapped his hand over her mouth. “Sheila, I don’t think that’s the kind of help we want.”





The cat stopped in place and began skimming around for the source of this noise. It seemed to take notice of Mason and Sheila and slowly stepped over, with Mason keeping a look of pure horror. The cat stood just inches away from the tiny children and lowered its head closer to get a good look at them. “Ah, see? ’e’s lettin’ us go for a ride! Le’s get on, mate!” Sheila took Mason’s hand and helped her friend climb onto the nose of the cat.





The cat raised its head up and tried to rapidly shake them off, but Mason and Sheila kept a tight grip on its hair as they screamed. Unable to shake them off, the cat began pouncing around aimlessly. “Woohoo! Now this beats a bull at the rodeo ANYTIME!”





The cat kept hopping around and thankfully ran straight for Mason’s house. The titanic cat leapt right into an open window by the front door as Mason and Sheila finally dropped off onto the massive carpeted floor. “Oi, ‘ang on, you little bugger!” Sheila’s mother, Marine Frantic yelled, grabbing the cat in her arms. “You aren’t supposed ta be in here.” The Mobian woman dropped it through the window and closed it to keep it outside. “There we go!”





Mason and Sheila just recovered from their drop to watch the raccoon woman head up the stairs. “HEY! MRS. FRANTIC! COME BAACK!” Mason cried.





“Ah, she’s long gone, mate.” Sheila told him. “Bu’ look! There’s Dillon and Leanne!” she pointed over at the two playing games on the living room floor.





“Oh, good. Maybe they can help us.” The shrunken duo proceeded to run over toward their giant friends, who were miles away from where they were at that size. They had to make several leaps across the threads in the carpet, but were able to make it over to Dillon.





When they were just several feet away from the gigantic male shadowbender, the two were tired from running, taking a moment to catch their breath. “Okay…” Mason panted. “Let’s try and get their attention.” However, a strange whiff suddenly reached Mason’s nose. “Ohh, gross!” he pinched his nose shut.





Sheila sniffed as well and covered her nose at the smell. “Oi, what smells like skunks gettin’ tagether for a garbage fire?”





“Dillon’s feet.” Mason said, realizing how close they were. “Gee, just because that guy comes here a lot, he thinks he can just lay his socks wherever.”





“Well, hey, on the bright side, this makes it easier to grab ’is attention. We can just tickle him!”





“Ew! No way! Besides, that’s too dangerous, he’ll probably just think we’re bugs. We need to get up to his ear or something. Euh, but that smell is just so horrible. I’m just hopin’ it doesn’t attract-” His eyes widened at the sound of loud buzzing. “FLIES!”





Dozens of gigantic, horse-sized flies flew around in the air above them at high speeds. One of them swooped down at them, and Mason yelled, “Look out!” as he grabbed and ducked down with Sheila. The two crouched as low to the carpet as they could as the many flies swooped down, just inches over them. “Man, what do we do now?”





“Only one thing TO do: hitch a ride, eh?”





“W-What?” Sheila stood up and spun her arm around before firing a Light Sphere and perfectly hitting a fly close by. It dropped to the floor in a daze. Sheila pulled Mason onto its back before it recovered. “Whooa-whooa-WHOOAA!” Mason screamed, while Sheila kept an excited smile as they zoomed around in the air, hanging tight to the linked chain. Sheila swung them around the gigantic fly before landing them perfectly on its back.





“Woohoo! Now this is a hootenanny!” Sheila cheered as they began zooming around the air at high speeds. “Check out what this can do! Hiyah!” she kicked the fly’s sides.





“WOOOAAA!” Mason kept a tight grip around Sheila’s hip as they flew around in hyper-fast circles, the raccoon girl seated on it like a horse as her fingers gripped tight to its skin. Mason kept his eyes shut tight as the duo soared straight out of an open window. Sheila cheered to the heavens as they were now flying miles above Mason’s house (at their height).





“Oi! Look how high we are!”





Mason carefully squinted his eyes open and glanced down toward the world below. The two were flying thousands of feet above the street. “GAAAH!” Mason cried in fear, holding tighter to Sheila’s waist as the powerful winds blew past their hair. “Sh-Sh-Sheila! I think we should get down now!”





“Ah, quit worryin’, mate. I got this under control.”





“W-What if a giant bird comes along and eats us?”





“Aw, that’s crazy. How’re them big ol’ birds gonna see a couple of tiny pals like us, huh?”





Mason carefully turned his head and looked behind them, his eyes widening. “AAHHH!” A gigantic, house-sized bird was hot on their tail with its beak wide open.





“Wuh-oh. Oi stand corrected. OI! BEAKFACE! Come ’n’ get us if ya think yer fast enough!” Sheila kicked their fly and sped even faster, dodging just before the bird snapped its mouth on them.





From the ground below, a regular-sized person could see a little bird just flying aimlessly around in one spot, aiming to catch a tiny fly. The wind brushed through their hair as they went even faster to escape from the bird, swiftly dodging as it kept snapping its beak. “This oughta lose its trail.” Sheila smirked as they flew at full speed towards a telephone pole. “’ERE WE GOOOO!” Just before crashing into the pole, the two shot right down, and the bird pierced right into the wood and got its beak stuck. “Woohoooo!” Sheila cheered, flying them back up and at a safer altitude.





“WHOA! That was close!” Mason sighed in relief. “Now can we please fly back to my house?”





“Okay, mate. Hold on tight! Hyah!” She smacked her fly again and made it fly down towards Mason’s house. The two flew back through the living room window as Dillon and Leanne were still playing videogames.





“Fly around Dillon’s face and try to get his attention.” Mason told her. Sheila did so and made the fly fly around the boy’s face. However, this only annoyed Dillon as he was trying to focus, and he shook his head to try and swat them away. The two just decided to fly back up higher. “Okay, never mind about that. There’s gotta be some way…”





“Oi know! We’ll land on ’im, eh?”





“Um, okay…” Mason replied, unsure.





“Okay: on 3.” Sheila instructed as they were flying back over Dillon. “1, 2, WOOHOO!” Sheila grabbed her friend’s arm and joyously slid off the fly’s back.





“Waaahhhh!” Mason screamed as they rapidly dropped the hundreds of feet. The two tiny children took perfect land in the blue streak on Dillon’s hair.





The duo bounced off the hair strands downward and soon landed on top of Dillon’s scalp. They shook their heads from the fall and viewed the sights around them. Mason and Sheila stood in a forest of humongous, midnight blue trees that completely blocked their way through or above. “Whooaa… it’s like a FOREST up here!” Sheila gaped in amazement.





“I think I preferred the forest itself.” Mason stated with a look of worry as he viewed around the thick strands. “I can’t tell which way is which.”





“Boy, imagine what beauties lie on top of Dillon’s head! We gotta explore around here!”





“I’d rather hurry and get through here before Dillon suddenly decides to take a bath. He’s busy playing games now, so we probably have time. I think we should walk to the side of his head and climb down to his ear.”





“Good idea! There’s gotta be LOADS of stuff to discover inside there! It’d be like a cave to us!”





“Er, yeah…” Mason only kept his confused look as he began moving past the thick trees. “Let’s get going.”





While Dillon was trying to focus on beating Leanne, the York child felt a slight itchy feeling in his hair, but decided not to bother with it now.





“Okay, we’re in the black parts.” Mason observed as the two were progressing through the black strands of Dillon’s hair. “We should be getting close to his side. Let’s just move slowly and be careful not to make him-” Mason stopped when he bumped into Sheila.





“Oi, LOOK!” Sheila smiled and pointed. Mason stared disgustedly at a couple of bugs, who were tugging at Dillon’s scalp, the creatures as big as dogs to them. “What ARE these things?”





“Are they… lice?” Mason cocked a brow.





“Loice? Oh, strewth!” Mason tried to stop her, but Sheila hurried ahead and kneeled down to pet one of the lice. “Oh, you li’l buggahs. Who says you blokes are vicious? You aren’t scary at all! Hehehe!”





The ground suddenly began shaking below them. “What’s happening?” Mason asked.





Meanwhile, the itching on Dillon’s scalp slowly started to grow, so the boy finally decided to lightly scratch the spot where he felt it.





Mason’s eyes widened as he looked back the way they came. “LOOK OUT!” he cried at the sight of the tremendous yellowish-white fingernail, scrapping through the thick-treed scalp. Mason and Sheila were too late to avoid and were pushed away with the finger.





On Dillon’s end, the boy continued to lightly scratch his scalp as tiny specks of dirt fell past his right ear.





“AAAHH!” the two screamed, being pushed over the right edge of the forest and dropping past a great, wide cave.





“Oi, it’s his ear!” Sheila cheered, quickly grabbing onto Mason as she used her tail to hover. She kept her grip on the boy and gently landed them on the edge of Dillon’s ear.





“Whoa, that was close…” Mason sighed in relief, again.





“Whoooaaaa…” Sheila once again stared in amazement at the cave-sized ear. “It’s HUUUGE!”





“HEY! DILLON! HEEELP!” Mason started calling.





“’EY, DILLON! SHADOW BOY! IN YOUR EAR!” Sheila called as well.





“DILLON, GIVE US A HAND!”





“Numbuh 13.2036, can you HEAR UUUUS?”





Dillon paid no mind to the two in his ear and kept trying to beat Leanne at /Smash Bros./.





“Ahh. He can’t hear us over that game.” Mason pouted.





“No problem, mate! We’ll just go further in!” The chipper raccoon proceeded to start her trek into the dark cave. Mason put on his worried expression and carefully followed her.





As Dillon kept his focus on the game, he began to feel a tickly feeling in his ear this time.





“Ewww!” Mason groaned as the two were wading through a river of earwax, the substance reaching up to their waists. “Dillon really needs to take a bath…”





“Ah, it’s not so bad. This stuff actually looks good enough to eat.”





“Yeah…” Mason replied, disgustedly looking around. “At least there aren’t usually any bugs crawling around inside someone’s ear. Let’s just make our way to the eardrum and try to—Sheila, don’t!” Mason was too late as Sheila dipped her finger in the earwax and sucked it off.





The raccoon girl smacked her lips as the taste slowly sank in. Once it did, her face was frozen with shock. “Whoa… this stuff is AMAZING!” The excited raccoon quickly dipped her hand in more of the stuff and drank some more. “Mm-MMM, this is good!” Mason’s stomach began turning as he watched. “Oh, man! They really oughta use this as a food topping, eh?”





Mason couldn’t hold it in anymore. “BLEEHH-”





“/-EEHHH!”/ The barfing echoed in Dillon’s ear. The shadowbender raised a brow and began twisting his pinky finger into the ear.





Mason felt the cave begin to quake as he held his aching stomach. The boy looked back and gasped as the humongous piece of flesh was twisting its way in. Before they could get further, the giant finger did so for them.





Outside, Dillon pulled out and observed his finger as it was covered in some wax. He decided to wipe it on his sweater and continue playing.





The finger thankfully released the two children, and they stood up to find themselves at the end of the cave. “Look! There’s ’is eardrum!” Sheila pointed at the huge drum above them. “Arr, this oughta give ’im a wakeup call.” Sheila smirked, spinning her arm and charging a Light Sphere.





“Sheila, NOOO!” But Sheila didn’t listen as she fired a charged Light Sphere and greatly pounded Dillon’s eardrum.





The shadowbender’s face was frozen with pain. “OOOWWW!” The boy gripped his head and began shaking it around.





“What’s wrong?” Leanne worriedly asked, pausing the game and crawling over to him.





“Er, there’s something in my ear! IT HURTS!” The boy tilted that end downward and started smacking the opposite end.





Mason and Sheila failed to stand their ground as the cave suddenly tilted down the way they came. “WAAAAOOOHH!”





Dillon kept smacking his head as the two tiny kids dropped straight out of the ear at a high speed, landing with a thud on the carpet. “Come on, Dillon.” Leanne stood up and helped her friend up. “Why don’t we go up to the bathroom and see if Haruka has any medicine for your ear?”





As the tiny duo recovered, they felt two enormous shadows pass by them and looked up as Dillon and Leanne were walking away. “Hey! Hey!” Mason yelled.





“’EEYY!” Sheila yelled.





“GUYS!”





“WAIT UUUUP!” However, the two just continued up the stairs without a single notice.





“Well, that failed.” Mason pouted.





“At least the flies are gone.” Sheila shrugged. However, the two grew wrought with fear at the sound of a snarling noise behind them. The two carefully turned their heads as Leanne’s shadow, Ash loomed over them with a Cheshire-grin.





“AAAAHHH!” The two hightailed away before Ash could clap them in her hands.





“A-Ash! Ash, wait!” Mason called.





“STOOOP!” Sheila cried. The hissing shadow kept her vicious grin and tried to snap them, but the two were thankfully able to dodge its tremendous hands.





“We’ve gotta stun it somehow!” Mason yelled.





“I know!” Sheila began spinning another charged Light Sphere, shooting it directly up into its face. The tiny speck of light seemed to stun the shadow as it winced in pain and rubbed the spot. “Haha! It worked!”





“But where do we hide?”





Sheila looked around. “In there!” She pointed at Dillon’s socks lying on the floor. The two dashed over to the closest sock as fast as they could, making a leap inside just before the shadow regained her vision. Ash skimmed around the carpeted floor in search for where the two bugs had gone. She grabbed the sock they had crawled in and studied it intently.





“Ash, what are you doing?” Yin asked, holding the laundry basket as she took the sock away. “Shouldn’t you be with your master?” Ash held her head down in shame and drifted away. When she was gone, Yin held the sock by her face and took a whiff, wincing at the smell. “Euuh! Just because Dillon comes here a lot, he thinks he can just leave his socks wherever.” The woman grabbed the other one and dropped it in the basket before heading up the stairs.





“/Oh well. He won’t mind if I wash it, too, then.”/ The two heard Yin’s echoing voice as they climbed out of the sock.





Mason looked up as the gargantuan woman loomed over them, her eyes focused on the path before her as she carried whatever it was they were in. “It’s my mom!”





Sheila smiled widely at the landscape before her. “Ohh, STREWTH!” The excited child ran out and plopped onto the soft field, moving her arms and legs around like a snow angel. “I’ve always wanted to lie down in a laundry basket, but Mum said I was too big! Well, LOOK who’s the li’l bugger now!”





“Sheila! If we don’t get out of here, she’ll throw us in with the laundry! MOOOM? MOOOOOM!”





“Oi, what is she, deaf?”





“No, Sheila. We’re too tiny, she can’t hear us. We’ve gotta get off this thing.”





“Well, there ain’t nothin’ wrong with going for a swim in the washer, eh?”





“I don’t think I could keep up with the currents, we better get out of here.”





“Whooa!” Sheila yelped as the boy began pulling her by the wrist. They made another mad dash across the soft field of clothes, getting ever closer toward Yin’s shorts.





“We’re almost there!” After reaching the end, the two leapt out of one of the holes and gripped tight onto Yin’s shorts. However, the woman’s moving leg quickly caused them to fall, and they had a rough landing onto the harder floor below. The Chinese woman moved along like she didn’t notice a thing.





The two once again struggled to stand and gripped their heads after the painful landing. They felt the floor quaking some more and looked up as Haruka was calmly walking their way from the other side of the hall, an innocent smile on her face. The two hurriedly dashed over to her side, and as her foot stepped close to them, they leaped and grabbed tightly on the side of her sock. The two kept their grip as Haruka’s feet kept moving, using all their strength to climb on top of her sock. Once they arrived at the top, they took a moment to catch their breath. “Okay, let’s get her attention.” Mason decided. However, Haruka suddenly came to a halt when the doorbell rang throughout the house.





“/I’LL GET IT!”/ Haruka yelled, dashing for the door. Mason and Sheila struggled to hang on as her feet moved faster and faster, the two quickly becoming dizzy. As she rapidly stepped down the stairs, the two immediately bounced off to the floor once she reached the bottom.





Just before Matthew could answer the door, Haruka skidded to a stop in his way and grabbed the handle. “I got it!”





“Oh, you!” Matt chuckled.





Haruka proceeded to answer the door, finding Cheren and Panini on the doorstep. “Hey, Haruka, do you guys still got those special hotdogs? Me and Panini were thinking of having a contest.” Cheren asked. His chestnut hair matched his eyes, and his red jacket matched his glasses and rubber shoes.





Mason and Sheila brushed their pants off from the fall and looked up at them. “Oi, look, Mason! It’s Cheren and Panini!”





“Why is EVERYBODY coming to MY HOUSE today?!”





“Yeah, but I don’t know where he hid them. You can ask. Last I saw, he and Sheila were playing in the backyard.” Haruka answered. “They weren’t back there when I looked, but you can check if you want.”





“Okay then.” Panini agreed as she and Cheren went around toward the back. Haruka happily skipped away and let the door shut.





“/Matheewww? Did you remember to bring the groceries in?”/ Yin called.





“Umm…YES.” Matt yelled back. As Sheila’s father, Elijah Frantic walked by, Matt grabbed onto his arm and said quickly, “Quick, help me get the groceries in, Eli,” pulling the man outside with him.





“Oh, Dad…” Mason disbelievingly shook his head.





Forest area





“Boy, kind of weird that Mason would have a forest right by his backyard.” Cheren said as he and Panini searched around. The two stopped in their tracks when they suddenly encountered a strange and mysterious door. “Whoa… what is it?” Cheren whispered.





Panini curiously stepped closer toward the door and gave a knock, and it suddenly came open and revealed a green, swirling vortex. “It’s some kind of a… portal.” The two stood there and stared amazedly for a bit. “…I betcha you’re too scared to go.” Panini smirked, nudging his arm. Her frizzy black hair was done in ponytails resembling rabbit ears, and she wore an orange shirt and green camouflage skirt.





“Who, me?” Cheren smirked. “I’m more worried about you.”





“…I’ll go if you go.”





“Let’s do it.”





“Beatcha there!” she challenged, running ahead.





“Hey, wait up!” Cheren quickly followed her in. The double-doors closed behind them as the mystical green energy brimmed from the doorway, the sounds of dizzy moaning on the other side.





Inside the house





After stuffing the last milk and juice into the refrigerator, Matt closed it shut and brushed his hands off. “Welp, that’s the last of the groceries.” he said to Elijah.





“Are you always this forgetful?” Elijah asked.





While they were busy, Mason and Sheila had finally climbed onto the kitchen table, their breath almost completely worn out of them after making it up. “Finally… we made it…” Mason gasped.





The doorbell suddenly rang, and the two adults walked off to answer it. Sheila looked up at her father and yelled, “’EEY! DAAAD!” After realizing it was pointless, she just stopped to catch more breath.





“Gee, I wonder who it is this time?” Mason asked.





Matthew answered the door to find Francis, Aurora, and Chris, as well as Rachel Uno. “Oh, hi, Rach!”





“Hey, Matthew.” Rachel smiled. “The kids wanted to watch Cherry and Pan have a contest… and I wanted to give Sheila some homework she forgot.”





“But Sheila doesn’t go to your school.”





“Oh. …Then why is she in the classes?”





“Yeah, she likes to crash in sometimes.” Elijah chuckled. Rachel was left more bewildered.





“Anyway, I actually know where the hotdogs are.” Matt said. “Your kids just went out back to look for Mason and Sheila. They’ve been out there awhile.”





“Okay. You kids can stay here, I’m gonna go out back and look for ‘em.”





“Let’s see if Mason has anything cool in his room.” Chris suggested as the three headed up the stairs.





“If ya don’t get big soon, someone’s takin’ over your room, mate.” Sheila remarked.





“Let’s just stay here. Someone’s bound to spot us on this table eventually. Thankfully, my mom just cleaned it. Oh, I just hope those guys don’t mess up my room.”





“What are Cheren and Panini doin’ out there, anyway?”





Forest area





Cheren and Panini hurriedly dashed through the tremendous jungle with looks of absolute fear as an enormous spider chased them. They took cover behind a tree root, watching as the spider went right past them. Now that it was out of their sights, the two immediately tried to catch their breath, still holding onto each other as they quivered. “Th-That was… a close one…” Cheren stuttered.





“Wh-Where are we, C-Cheren?…” Panini shivered.





“Well, e-either we’re in a parallel universe that’s a kajillion times bigger than ours, o-or we shrunk.”





“H-How big are we, d-d’ya think?”





“I say about… half an inch tall. Give or take a few centimeters. Or, however it’s measured.”





“B-But I don’t want to be h-half an inch tall…”





“D-Don’t worry, Panini. We’ll be fine. We just gotta stick together, that’s all.”





“You think Mason and Sheila m-might have came through here?”





“That… would be likely.”





“What are we going to DO, Cheren? The door won’t open…”





“W-We’ll just have to get somebody’s attention. How far are we from the house?”





Panini wrapped her arms and legs around a grass blade and tried to climb up. She was able to have an overview of the vast jungle before her, which seemed to go hundreds, maybe thousands of miles to get to the house at their size. “It’s… so far away. And we’re so small…”





“Don’t be afraid, Panini. If we just keep moving, we can make it.”





This caught Panini’s attention. “I-I’m not afraid! Just because everything’s bigger than me!”





“Panini, don’t try and hide it. We’re BOTH afraid of being this small.”





“Well, maybe YOU are, but I’M not.” Panini stated, dropping down beside him to glare angrily.





“Whatever.”





They were startled again at the sound of a monstrous hiss. They turned their attention as the massive spider glared at them with five bloodthirsty eyes, venom drooling from its mouth. The two held onto each other and shuddered as they backed up against the tree root. But just as the spider slowly crawled closer, they were thankfully saved when a giant sandal squished and twisted the spider on the ground.





The two looked up as the titanic form of Rachel Uno towered over them, looking angrily as she squished the spider. “Man, that thing was ugly.” She then began calling out, “CHEREEEN? PANINIII? HELLO?”





“M-My mom is really huge!” Cheren stuttered.





“/MASOON? SHEILA?”/ her colossal voice echoed as she stepped further away. “ANYOONE? I hope you kids didn’t wander OFF too faaaar.”





“If she finds the door, she’ll be shrunk down, too, and she can find us!” Panini figured.





“But if she’s shrunk down, too, then we’ll ALL be tiny. We have to get her attention.” Cheren explained.





“But how? She’s the size of two-and-a-half flippin’ treehouses!”





“Hellooo?” the woman still called out. The sound of a cat’s meow caught her attention. Rachel turned around and watched as a white cat slowly approached her, skimming around in the grass. “Awe, hello, little guy.” Rachel smiled, squatting down beside to pet the cat. The cat returned the favor and rubbed against her arm. “You’re such a cutie.” She playfully cooed.





Cheren took Panini’s arm as the two began dashing the many miles it took to reach the titan. “Come on! We’ll climb onto her foot and jump around and see if she feels us.”





“But what if she mistakes us for bugs?”





“Good point. But what else are we supposed to do?”





“Why don’t we go up to her face?”





“Are you kidding? That’s WAY too high up to climb.”





“I didn’t say anythin’ about climbing.” With that, the Irish-Polish ignited rockets from her boots with firebending, holding onto Cheren as they took off for the sky.





“Whoooa!” Cheren cried, hanging on tight. “Good plan, Panini! Now just fly close enough to my mom’s face and see if she can see us.”





“Well, nice to meet you, little guy, but I’m kind of busy.” Rachel said to the cat before standing up at full height. “I don’t know where those kids could be…” She looked around a little more.





“She’s about to leave, hurry!” Cheren yelled as they were currently flying as high as her shorts.





“I’m… running out of fuel.” Panini said, unable to maintain the consistent fire output. In only a moment, the rockets died out completely, and the two began to plummet just several feet away from Rachel’s shorts. Panini took aim with her G.R.A.P.P.L.U.H. and quickly fired to the lower side of Rachel’s left shorts leg, successfully pulling themselves over.





“WHOOA!” they screamed, Panini holding onto Rachel’s shorts for dear life, while Cheren hung from Panini’s legs as Rachel began walking back to the house.





“Hold oooon!” Cheren cried.





“I’m… slipping!…”





Unknown Location





“/Eee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!”/ the mysterious goddess laughed at the sight in her crystal ball. “Well, that’s convenient! I didn’t expect to catch two more!”





“/Mmm, it’s too bad they didn’t become spider chow.”/ The nail-polishing woman commented.





“/My dear Mistress Viridi, why didn’t the Minish Door reveal itself to Miss Rachel?”/ Arlon the Butler asked.





“/Duh! Because Rachel’s an adult. Since Minish can only be seen by good little children, the door won’t reveal itself in the eyes of an adult.”/





“/Mm, I see. But aren’t Rachel and her friends supposed to be ‘kids at heart’?”/





“/Um, it doesn’t exactly work that way. The door can’t tell the difference, but the Minish can. Anyhoo, this SHOULD make for some entertainment.”/





“/Not to mention those kids were going to have a hotdog-eating contest.” /The other lady said.





“/Uuugh, good point! It serves those kids right! How DARE they feast on the remains of poor, defenseless animals? ARCEUS, these humans make me so sick! Ever since they first started that Kids Next Door! Ruining trees and mending them into their own little play pins. That’s why I wanna be through with them soon. And change the Earth back to its original state!”/





Dimalanta Household; kitchen





“Oi know!” Sheila perked up as Mason sat along the edge of the table, his head slumped in boredom on his hands, and his legs dangling over the edge. “We can build… a REALLY huge flag to wave around. That’ll get people to notice us!”





“Sheila, how the heck are we gonna get the materials to build something like that at this height?”





“Hmm, good point.” She began to think, then perked up again. “Oi know! We’ll just get ’ARUKA to find the stuff for us, eh?”





“Sheila, I think you’re forgetting the basic point here.” However, the sound of massive floor-quaking footsteps caught his attention. “Look! It’s Mom!” he yelled and pointed as Yin walked into the kitchen.





The woman sighed in exhaustion as she opened an upper pantry and took out a plate with a bowl over it. “Ahh, laundry can be exhausting work.” She sat down and placed the plate on the table, removing the bowl and revealing several pieces of tofu. “But nothing relieves the stresses like some good old homeland tofu.” The woman took her fork and happily began sticking it in and eating the pieces of tofu.





“Now’s our chance. Fly us up there.” Mason ordered.





“Roight!” Sheila took her friend’s hands and began spinning her tail, doing her best to fly as close to the woman’s face as she could.





“MOOM? MOOOM!” Mason called at the top of his lungs.





“Errgh!” Sheila’s arms were shaking. “You’re gettin’… kinda heavy… mate… UH!” She gave in and let go.





“AAAAHHHHH…OOF!” Mason took the long fall and bounced on the top of a giant tofu piece.





Sheila flew down and landed beside him and said, “Whoops… sorry, mate… Oi, look at this!” she exclaimed, kneeling down and staring around the giant tofu. “We can get through the rest of our LOIVES with food this big!” Their expressions turned back to horror when the giant food piece quaked, looking back as four gigantic silver points penetrated the delicate substance. They felt their selves rushing upward, widening their eyes as they were slowly approaching an enormous open mouth.





“MOOM! MOM, NOOO!”





“DON’T EAT UUUUUS!”





The Chinese woman paused in her eating and noticed something in the corner of her eye. She looked down and spotted two tiny specks standing on her tofu piece. “Auugh! Bugs!” her voice boomed, flicking the duo down onto the table.





The two recovered and looked in fright as the woman angrily glared at them and raised her left hand. “Gah, change of plans, Sheila, run!” Mason cried, dashing as fast as they could across the table. They failed to get far as Yin’s massive hand came down and smashed them. However, the two were thankfully still alive under the small space that was beneath her palm. But the two were sent flying off the table as Yin brushed them away.





They took a fast and painful land and bounced along the floor, their heads throbbing again. The two felt a shadow loom over them and gasped as Yin towered over their tiny forms, still keeping her furious look. “I do not like taking out my after-work tofu only to find a couple bugs trying to eat it before I do!” The mother raised her sock and was about to bring it down.





“RUUUNN!” Mason screamed at the top of his lungs, grabbing Sheila and dashing away just before Yin’s soc came down. “Quick! Under the fridge!” he yelled and pointed at the underside of the fridge not too far away. The two moved their legs faster than ever, desperate to make it to the safe haven. They looked up and gasped as Yin’s foot was coming down again. “I know!” Sheila chirped. When the titanic sock made impact, Sheila pulled Mason into a jump, and the shockwave blew them directly under the fridge.





“Oh, darn it!” Yin yelled.





The two looked back to see Yin’s sock moving away, the floor still shaking at her steps. Knowing they were safe, they took the time to catch their breath. “Didja SEE that, mate?!”





“Oh, you mean my kajillion foot mom almost stomp on us, no I hadn’t noticed!”





“I know! It was the most ripper thing ever!” she fist-pumped.





They felt the floor shake again and watched as Yin’s socks were coming back. “Quick, hide!” Mason whispered, pulling Sheila and running behind the nearest fridge leg. They pressed against the leg and hid as Yin knelt down, her tremendous eyes skimming around the underside of the fridge as she held a spray can.





“Auugh. Little buggers.” Yin grumbled. “Boy, I really need to vacuum under here.”





That’s when Rachel finally came back in through the front door. “Hey, Yin, whatcha doin’?”





Yin looked up and faced her. “Oh, hi, Rach. I’m trying to kill some bugs.”





“Ahh. I just stepped on a spider outside, actually. Boy, was it ugly. Didn’t see the kids out there, though.” The blonde woman then proceeded to turn and shut the door behind her.





As a result of her legs spinning to perform this task, Panini finally lost her grip on Rachel’s shorts, and she and Cheren plummeted below. “WHOOOAAA- UUH!” They crashed onto Rachel’s foot.





The school principal felt a tickly feeling on her foot and looked down to see two tiny bugs. “Euh!” she kicked them off with her other foot.





“WAAAHH!” the duo screamed, flying right off.





“I see what you mean.” Rachel said to Yin. “Bugs are annoying. Anyway, I’m gonna see how the kids upstairs are doing.”





Cheren and Panini dizzily awakened from the fall to watch Cheren’s mom head up the stairs. “Well, that first plan of mine would’ve gone downhill.” Cheren figured.





“But at least we’re back at the house. Let’s try to get somebody’s attention.” Panini suggested.





As Yin decided to leave the “bugs” alone and walk away, Mason and Sheila were having a little exploration under the fridge. “Oi, this place is a beaut!” Sheila stated with amazement. “Just imagine all the treasures that can be hidden under all this dust!”





Mason stared creepily at all the gigantic dust bunnies lying around. “Just as long as it ain’t like /Comfy Couch/…” he said to himself. “GAHH!” he stopped and gasped at something ahead.





“Aw, STREWTH!” Sheila cheered and approached as a horse-sized ant was dining on a food crumb. “Look at the SIZE of it! He’s big enough to ride!”





This gave Mason an idea. “Actually… he is big enough to ride!” A smile of achievement appeared upon his features. “Maybe we can use it to get around faster! Ants are really fast, you know.”





“Good idea! We can ride it to the top of this fridge! When somebody comes to get a drink or somethin’, we can jump down on their ’eads and try to get their attention! Plus, think of all the wonders that await up there!”





“Um, sure, Sheila. Let’s do it!”





The two hopped onto the ant as Sheila yanked its antennas. The ant strangely gave a horse neigh as it began to dash to the back of the fridge. Sheila held the antennas and focused ahead while Mason kept his hands around Sheila’s waist. They held on tighter as the ant began to crawl up the backside of the fridge. It took a while, but the two had eventually reached the very top.





“Go rest now, mate.” Sheila told her steed, patting the ant’s face after stepping off. The ant gave another whinny before it walked away.





“That actually helped a lot.” Mason said as they began viewing around the top of the fridge, walking past giant Pringle cans.





“Oh, strewth! Look ’ow big these cans are!”





“Sheila, can we just focus here? I really wanna get to the front of the fridge and see if we can-” He just stopped himself when he watched the raccoon girl already begin climbing up the nearest can.





“I’m climbin’ to the top of this thing!” Sheila declared with her usual tone of excitement. “Imagine the wonders! The view! The chips! Oi’ve gotta see!”





“Sheila! Please come down!”





“’ey, Yin!” Marine greeted, the raccoon woman suddenly entering the kitchen. “Did the boomers ever come back, yet?”





“Not really. Rachel just went out back, said she didn’t see them.”





“Well, that’s crikey. Anyhoo, got anything to eat? Oi’m starving like a dog.”





“I still have some tofu left. You want it?”





“Nahh. I’m more in the mood for… ahoy, chips!” The raccoon woman spotted the Pringle cans and decided to take one off the fridge.





Mason’s eyes widened as a massive orange hand suddenly took hold of the giant can and took it away. “SHEILAAA!”





Sheila kept a tight grip on the can as her mother pulled the lid off. She tried to pull a chip out, but her hand couldn’t squeeze into the can. She peeked an eye in and saw the can more than half empty, and the remaining chips near the bottom. “Ahhh! They always put ’em where ya can’t reach ’em.” Marine just decided to turn the can upside-down, letting a chip drop out.





As a result, Sheila lost her grip and plummeted down the turned-over can, taking land on the chip in Marine’s hand. Sheila looked up with terror as her mom’s gigantic mouth was hanging wide open, looming closer. “MUM! NOOOOO!” Sheila hightailed away, avoiding just inches away as her tremendous teeth penetrated the chip. The barbeque-flavored ground crumbled and cracked right below her. Sheila ended up tripping and falling onto the rest of the substance in Marine’s hand.





After Marine was finished chewing, Sheila gasped as she was about to consume the rest of her foothold, the chip merely inches away from Marine’s mouth.





“You think you’ll be okay, Dillon?” Leanne asked as she walked Dillon down the stairs, the boy rubbing his sore ear.





“Yeah, but it still kinda hurts. I don’t know what happened. It actually sounded like somebody… BARFED in it a few minutes ago, next thing I know, my eardrum feels like it got pounded.”





“Mrs. Dimalanta, do you have an icepack Dillon can use?” Leanne asked.





Marine paused just before eating the chip and turned at them. “Oi, what ’appened?” Sheila quickly took this time to run and climb onto Marine’s fingernail.





“My ear feels sore…” Dillon said, rubbing it still.





“Well, ’ere! Let me ’elp.” Marine dropped the half-eaten chip back into the can and set the lid over the hole. As she set the lid on, Sheila quickly leapt from her finger onto the lid, and Marine placed the can back on the refrigerator.





The can was set nearly over the gap that existed between the fridge and the freezer door, and Sheila proceeded to drop down onto the door. “Sheilaaa!” She turned and spotted Mason on the other side of the gap. “Are you okaaay?”





“Oi’m fine, man!” Sheila called and waved. “I almost got eaten by my mum! That woulda been a ripper adventure!”





“I’m coming over!” Mason slid down the slope and ran across the soft press that connected the freezer to the door.





To his misfortune however, Marine decided to open the freezer door. Mason stood and wobbled on the edge of the press, falling backwards and holding on tight. “Hold on!” Sheila yelled, sliding down and standing on the edge of the press as she bent over to grab Mason’s hands. The cold air from the freezer quickly reached the tiny duo’s skin.





Unaware that the duo was holding on for dear life, Marine grabbed pieces of ice out of the freezer and dropped them into a blue rubber bag. Sheila was struggling to hang on to Mason and the Faunus ended up slipping, and was now gripping onto the ledge with her left hand and Mason with her right. “MUM? MUUUM!”





“MRS. FRANTIC!”





“Ah-ha!” Marine smiled, screwing the lid onto the bag. “This oughta make ya feel better.” She knelt down and pressed the cold bag to Dillon’s ear.





As a result of letting go of the door, the kids looked in horror as the freezer was about to close them in. “AAAAAAHHHHHH!” The tiny screams were unheard as the kids dropped, and the freezer door sealed them into the dark coldness.





Mason and Sheila were surrounded by darkness. The freezing air began effecting their form greatly in mere seconds. Mason stood on a snow-covered floor, though it was really the mist of the freezer on the bottom. Mason rapidly rubbed his hands together for warmth, holding them by his mouth and breathing some breath in before stuffing his arms into his hoodie. “Brr-r-r-r… i-it’s so cold… G-Good thing I decided to w-wear my black hoodie today, huh, Sheila…” No response. “Sheila?”





He glanced to his right at the sound of teeth clattering. Sheila stood and rapidly shook in one place, icicles drooping from her nose, and her skin slowly becoming frozen as she desperately rubbed her arms for warmth. While Mason was dressed up in the sweaty, thick black clothing, Sheila was dressed in her thin summer clothing, with a thin green T-shirt, short black shorts, and flip-flops. Her toes also looked like they were becoming frozen, just as icicles hung from other parts of her body, like her tail and ears. “I-I-I c-can’t feel my t-t-toes.”





“Sheila…” Mason looked with pure worry. “You’re freezing.”





“Nnnaahh…” Sheila tried to work up a grin, but struggled to. “Everything’s all… tiptop, eh? N-N-No need to… worry yourself…hehe.”





“Sheila, you’re going to freeze to death. We’ve gotta find you some warmth.”





Sheila’s teeth clattered a little more. “Th-Th-There ain’t gonna be much warmth in here…eh?…”





“Sheila… w-we need to huddle. Come here.” Mason pulled his arms out of his sleeves and walked over. Sheila weakly pulled her hands away from her arms as the two slowly embraced each other. Sheila reached below the back of Mason’s hoodie and stuck her hands up, causing the boy to wince as her near-frozen hands made contact with his skin. The two held each other close and calmly rubbed their hands against the other’s back.





“W-W-Will everything be all crooky… mate?”





“It’s okay, Sheila. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.”





A soft spot was touched in Sheila’s heart. The Faunus raccoon gently buried her face in Mason’s chest for more warmth. The two remained that way for a while and held each other. Slowly but surely, the coldness that was overtaking them faded away. They felt the strong love and care for the other slowly warming them up. Sheila pulled her face out of Mason’s chest a little for some air.





A smile slowly grew upon her face, feeling the warmth coming back to her as she realized something. “Hey…” She looked up to face Mason, “I’ve got an idea, mate.” The raccoon child pulled her arms out from Mason’s back and balled her left hand into a fist, using her power to make it alight. “We can probably keep warm usin’ this.”





Mason smiled at seeing the light on her hand, calmly placing both hands over it. “It…It’s so warm…”





“Hehe…” she could only grin in joy. “Er…it ain’t as big as I want it to be.”





“Y-Your bending… doesn’t work that well in darkness. But still, I…I think I’m warm enough now.”





“Oi am, too…” she assured him as he took his hands off of hers. “Anyhoo… let’s get to explorin’ this ripper place!”





Mason sighed. “Sheila, you almost froze to death. Shouldn’t we get out of here?”





“Ahh, okay. I think Oi’ve got me a plan, eh?” She looked around and noticed the huge box of chocolate ice cream. “What if we get up on that ice cream pack or something? Someone ’AS to wanna eat ice cream eventually! On a hot day like this!”





“But that could take forever! Hm, but I guess it’s better than nothing. We’ll never get the door open ourselves like this. But how can we get up there? Does your tail work?”





Sheila looked back and tried to spin her tail, but it remained frozen in place. “No good. Frozen like a popsicle.”





Mason looked around for a possible solution. “Look! The hotdogs they were gonna use for the contest!” He noticed the pack of lined-up hotdogs sat next to the ice cream. “We’ll climb up there to reach the ice cream!” They hurried over to the hotdogs and grabbed on as tight as they could, pulling all their strength in order to climb the thick ice, trying not to let the cold overtake them. They made it to the top, hurried over, and jumped to the ice cream. “Hoo, made it!” Mason gasped, trying to rub his hands some more.





“Oi, lessee if anyone comes.”





“/Ergh, you alright there, Lee?”/ they could hear Haruka’s voice from the outside.





“/Yeah, I’m on.”/ Mason and Sheila were met with the outside light from the opening door, seeing Lee Andrew’s gigantic form. “Ah, here it is!” The boy reached both of his hands in and gripped the ice cream.





The boy pulled the ice cream out and closed the freezer door afterward, sitting around Haruka’s shoulders. “Alright, Lee! Now whoever wins gets first serve!”





“Hehe. Alright, then.” However, Lee took notice of two tiny bugs on the ice cream lid. “Hm.” He simply flicked them away with his finger.





“AAHHH—UAH!” Mason and Sheila shot over like bullets and crashed into a soft, green substance, plummeting down to a brown, soft-soil surface.





“Crikey! Are we back outside?” Sheila asked.





Mason looked up at the colossal plant above them, then took notice of the surrounding walls. “No. We’re in the kitchen’s pot plant. At least now we can catch a break and warm up.”





“Uah, I’m just about warm. Me toes are still feelin’ a li’l frosty.” She looked down at her frozen toes. Sheila slipped off her sandals and placed her feet on the soft soil of the pot. “Ah, me good ol’ toes!” the girl smiled and wiggled her toes between the dirt. “There’s nice and warm!”





“Hehehehe!” Mason only grinned and chuckled.





“Man, where the hell are those kids?” Elijah asked as he and Marine entered the kitchen.





“Ah, relax, Eli, you know our daughter. If they get lost, she’ll find their way back faster than a Nebraskan in a corn maze, ah?”





“Yeah, yeah.” Elijah sat at the table and rested his head on his hand. “I still wish she wouldn’t take so long. Just how long can she go on for?” Elijah sighed and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, using a lighter to ignite it as he began to inhale the smoke and blow it out.





“For Arceus’ sake, we’re in someone else’s house, show a little decency.”





Elijah begrudgingly pulled the roll-up out of his mouth. “Pfft.” He decided to flick it away to his side.





The cigarette came in contact with the kitchen plant and dropped down into the soil. After Sheila slipped her sandals on, they turned to notice it, their eyes widening in horror as the plant instantly caught fire. “AAAAHHHH!”





“N-No worries getting warmer now!” Mason stuttered.





“Ahhh!” Marine clapped her hands on her head in panic. “What did you do?!”





“It-It was an accident!” Elijah exclaimed, running to the burning plant.





“Well, put it out!!”





Elijah frantically wondered what to do. Then, it clicked: Elijah whipped out a can of soda, took a swig, and spewed it over the fire like a hose!





Upstairs, Matthew, Yin, and the rest suddenly heard the blaring of fire alarms. They immediately dashed down the stairs and into the kitchen. “What’s going on?!” Yin exclaimed. The adults and children looked towards the wetted, soot-covered plant as slight smoke rose from it, each of them raising brows.





“Problem solved!” the man grinned. Marine just gave him a look of disbelief and sighed as she face-palmed.





Inside the pot, Mason and Sheila bore looks of aggravation as they stood with their legs buried in a puddle of sticky brown, and also dripping with the substance. “Don’t know about you, Mason, but Oi like me sodas without spit.”





The kids and the adults left afterward while Yin proceeded to take and pull the burned plant out of the pot. As the roots rose from the soil, Mason and Sheila quickly grabbed on and allowed it to lift them up as well. Yin held her other hand below the plant to catch the dripping dirt as she carried it to the trash can. Mason and Sheila dropped onto her open hand and hurriedly ran to grab onto her fingers. Yin dropped the plant into the garbage and brushed her hands off afterwards. “Huh?” The woman suddenly took notice of two teeny creatures clutching to her fingers.





Mason and Sheila looked up as Yin’s humongous gray eyes drew closer. Mason and Sheila held looks of worry and anxiety, hoping the woman wouldn’t mistake them for bugs. Yin squinted her eyes and finally got a good look at the two. After finally realizing who they were, the woman was overcome with shock as her eyes widened. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” her mouth shot open wide and screamed at the top of her lungs. Tiny drops of saliva spewed out at the two, and they could plainly see the uvula shaking in her mouth. “Ooohhhh.” After a few seconds, she fell over and fainted, her massive body tremendously quaking the ground.





Yin’s body lay unconscious on the kitchen floor as Mason and Sheila hurried over beside her ear. “HEY! HEY, MOM! WAKE UUUP!”





“Hehe. Guess she can’t handle finding her ‘li’l baby’ standin’ on her finger, eh?” Sheila sheepishly asked.





“Come on! Let’s climb onto her face.” The two hurried over to the mother’s hair and started to climb the thick strands.





Meanwhile, Haruka entered the kitchen at the sound of something falling, finding her mother unconscious on the floor. “DAAAD. MOM FELL ASLEEP IN THE KITCHEN.” Matthew then entered and looked questionably at his knocked-out wife. He approached and held the woman up by her shoulders.





“Honey? Hey, Honey, wake up.” He lightly smacked her face.





Mason and Sheila desperately climbed faster up Yin’s hair and ran onto her face, then started jumping and waving their arms. “Dad, DAD!” Mason cried out.





“’EEEEEY!” Sheila yelled.





“Come on, let’s get her some water.” Matt suggested, lifting his wife and holding her head over the sink. He switched the water on and began splashing it across her face.





Humongous waves suddenly began surfing over the tiny duo, instantly washing them off the face. “WAAAAH!” They dropped down onto the sink floor, but had a hard time trying to stand as the water was still dripping down, really thick and deep at their tiny heights.





“Ohhhh…” Yin began to blink awake, so Matt pulled her away from the sink.





“What happened, Honey?”





“Mason… Sheila…” she spoke in a dizzy tone. “Soooo tinyyyy…”





“Daddy, why is Mommy acting crazy?” Haruka asked.





“She’s probably stressed from all the work she’s been doing. She’s hallucinating. All she needs is a little nap and she’ll be all better.” Matthew proceeded to turn the water off before carrying his wife upstairs.





Mason and Sheila sighed in relief as they finally had a chance to stand up in the sink.





“Okay, fine, Marine, I’ll wash my hands.” Elijah grumpily stated as he entered the kitchen and turned on the sink.





As Elijah began washing his hands under the rushing water, Mason and Sheila began getting thrown around by the massive droplets and waves. “WHOOOAAAA!” It didn’t take long before the two were sent sliding down the drain.





Elijah turned the water off afterward and dried his hands before walking away with Marine. Aurora, Chris, and Francis just stood by the doorway as they watched all this happen. “Boy, talk about a bunch of excitement in one little house.” Aurora said. “And Cheren and Panini are missing it all.”





“Mason and Sheila, too.” Chris reminded.





Unbeknownst to them, Cheren and Panini stood right under the three’s noses, yelling up to them. “FRANCIS! AURORA! CHRIIIS! DOWN HEEEERE!”





“What the heck is taking them so long?” Chris asked, the tiny screams going unheard.





“At this rate, the hotdog-eating contest is never gonna happen.” Aurora stated in doubt.





“Ah well.” Francis shrugged. “He’d probably get beat anyway.”





“Who? Cheren?” Aurora raised a brow.





“Well, yeah. I mean Panini DOES have quite the gut. We Fulbrights have been known for our strong stomachs.” He smirked.





“Hey, we’re the demigod kids, it’d make more sense if WE had the strong stomachs!”





“Oh, please. Cheren could NEVER digest that many dogs.”





“And what makes you so special?”





“Oh, I could eat that many dogs with one hand tied behind me.”





“What if I ate more?”





“Skinny little lass like you, I’d doubt it.”





“Nice compliment.” She smirked. “But it won’t stop me from kicking your butt.”





“Oooh, sounds like we got a challenge.” Chris smirked.





“Whaddya say, you wanna?” Aurora asked cockily.





“Let’s GO, Uno!”





“Bring it on, Drilovsky!”





“Sweet! Let’s do it!” Chris cheered. The two immediately grabbed the hotdogs out of the freezer as Aurora and Chris held flames under to thaw them out. After unfreezing the loads of dogs, they set them on the table as Aurora and Francis sat on opposite ends, holding their mouths open and ready to eat. “On 3:” Chris started, standing between them. “1…” Aurora readied to bite her hotdog, “2…” Francis touched his teeth to his hotdog. “THREE!” Both rivals immediately began gobbling down the hotdogs as quick as they could. Aurora sprayed some of hers with ketchup and mustard and ate them while Francis grabbed two of them at a time and stuffed them down.





Cheren and Panini only watched from the carpeted floor by the doorway as their respective siblings stuffed their faces. “Awe. Francis is fighting for me.” Panini smiled.





“Ahh. Now we’ll never get to do our contest.” Cheren whined.





“Yeah, yeah, but let’s get back to the real matter. We can’t just keep standin’ here and wait for someone to squish us.”





“Well, it’s the only plan I’ve got. If we just try and go after them, they’ll leave long before we can reach them at this height. Our best option is to just stay here and hope someone will hear our yelling.”





“Augh. My lungs are getting tired.”





Back with the contest, Aurora and Francis were nearly down to the last dogs. “Okay, guys, is it gonna be a close game, or will someone go for the photo finish?” Chris announced.





Francis tried to stuff another dog, but- “Oooooog.” He gripped his stomach.





Aurora paused just before eating and asked, “What’s wrong?”





“I think I may have had one too many, oohhh.” He sickly slumped out of his chair and held his stomach.





Aurora walked over and helped him up. “Maybe you need a bathroom break.” The blue-eyed child then proceeded to lead him up the stairs.





“Hm.” Chris watched the two head up first before going to follow them. On his way, however, the blonde-haired brother stepped and tripped on Aurora’s dropped ketchup pack. “WHOOA—uuh!” He flipped upward and landed with a thud on his back.





Cheren and Panini exchanged a quick glance and dashed in his direction as fast as they could, seeing his head touching the ground. “Man, I really gotta watch where I step.” Chris stated, turning his head left. “Huh?” The eldest Uno son took notice of a couple of tiny figures jumping around by his left. Chris got up and sat on all fours as he moved his head closer and squinted tightly at the two. His eyes widened with shock. “What the crudapples???”





Yin and Matt’s Room





“Honey? Honey, are you okay?” Matt asked. He, Haruka, Lee, Rachel, Dillon, Leanne, and Aurora stood around the Chinese woman as she lie groaning on the bed. Her eyes slowly began to open and regain vision, seeing the faces of her husband and friends hanging over her. “There you are!” Matt smiled as his wife sat up, holding her throbbing head.





“What happened?” Rachel asked.





“I…I saw Mason… and Sheila! They were on my finger. And…” Yin squinted her eyes and held her right thumb and index finger inches away from each other, “soooo tinyyyy.”





“I think you might still be hallucinating.” Matt said.





“You’ve been working really hard today.” Rachel told her.





“But… it looked so real…”





“That would explain why we can’t find them.” Dillon said. “They got so small, we could barely see them.”





“But that’s crazy.” Aurora replied. “You don’t go playing in the backyard and suddenly turn really tiny.”





“Umm… Mom?” Chris nervously entered the room, holding up his right pinky finger. “There’s… something you need to see.”





Yin got up from bed as she and Rachel approached the boy, who held his pinky up higher. The two bent over and squinted their eyes very closely. At the tip of Chris’s pinky, a teeny-tiny Cheren and Panini rapidly waved their arms with desperate expressions, and Panini was pouncing around like a rabbit. “Ohhhh…” Riddled with shock, Yin dizzily fell to the floor with a thud once again. The rest of the kids gathered around to see the tiny duo up close.





Rachel only looked down at her shrunken son with a shameful look and folded her arms, a look that said ‘What did you do, now?’ Cheren and Panini exchanged glances and pointed at each other. Rachel just placed her hand over her eyes and shook her head in disbelief.





The sewers





“AAAHHHH!” Mason and Sheila shot down a giant waterfall (that looked small to a regular-sized person) coming from a pipe and dropped into the enormous, mile-wide sewer river below.





Mason gasped for breath and resurfaced, holding onto a floating piece of giant food as he flowed down the river. “SHEILA?” he called out, looking for his hybrid friend through the massive waves. The sounds of the waterfalls drowned out almost all sound. He sucked in some breath and put his head underwater. His eyes widened when he saw his raccoon friend slowly sinking to the bottom, her eyes closed as bubbles flowed out of her mouth. He came back above surface with a look of pure worry, trying to catch his breath. Mustering up the courage, he sucked in more breath and dove beneath the waves.





Mason’s eyes were fixed on the raccoon Faunus, determination on his visage as he swam his way down. He remembered the swimming lessons he learned from Sheila and tried to put them to the test. He kicked his legs and brushed his arms behind him over and over, letting tiny bubbles escape from his nose, drawing closer to his drowning friend. When he had finally reached her, Mason took her arms and put them around his shoulders, now fighting to carry them both back to the surface, having to use only his legs. It took some work, but Mason reached the surface and gasped widely for breath. He was able to make it to the side of the river and grabbed onto a rugged edge along the wall. He kept hold on Sheila with his right hand and held the rugged side with the left hand, climbing the cliff with the last of his strength.





He desperately panted for air after reaching the top, setting the girl on the ground on her back. “Sheila!” he yelled, shaking his friend in dire hopes. Sheila’s eyes remained closed, and showed no signs of motion. Seeing no other alternative, Mason pressed his lips to Sheila’s mouth and shot breath down her lungs.





Sheila’s eyes shot open and awake, gasping quickly for air as Mason got off. After a while, Sheila stopped her heavy breathing and stared at Mason, who bore a relieved look. The raccoon held her dizzy head down and placed her left hand over her forehead. “Oh, Sheila…” Mason sighed in relief and tried to keep her up as they both sat on the ground. “Are you okay?”





“Th-That was…” Sheila immediately shot to her feet. “RIPPER!!!”





“Ah!” Mason fell back at her outburst.





“I almost drowned! That was the best experience in me entire life!” Mason annoyedly stood up and brushed himself off. He maintained this demeanor as Sheila walked around and yapped. “When we were in that tunnel, and goin’ around and around! And then we dropped down the waterfall! That TOTALLY needs to be an amusement park ride!” Mason shut his eyes tight and grit his teeth. “Wait until we get home! Imagine what goin’ down a TOILET would be like!”





“NNNGH!” Mason shook in anger. “Will you JUST! SHUT! UP?!” Sheila stood in place and turned to him with a start. “This whole experience has been a living NIGHTMARE! All I wanted was to have a fun little day playing in the yard, nothing too big, but then YOU had to be all GUNG-HO for adventure, and check out the /mysterious door with an obviously dangerous vortex/! UUGH! We NEVER would’ve gotten in this mess if it wasn’t for you. We should’ve just STAYED home, and watched Cheren and Panini eat hotdogs. That woulda been a MILLION times better, than being shrunk down to the size of dust mites, and going on this wild ride, getting gassed by my sister, getting SQUISHED by my mom, and eaten by your mom, and going inside Dillon’s freaking ear, and almost FREEZING to death, THEN getting spat on, with the most AGGRAVATING, ADVENTURE-loving raccoon mutant, IN THE WORLD!!!!” Following his tirade, the boy began panting heavily.





Sheila only stood there, all happiness completely void from her face. Mason started to develop guilt when the tears started to well in her eyes, her lips quivering. “Sniff…” She sniffled.





“Sheila…” Mason slowly reached a hand out. Sheila only looked away and walked over to the sidewalk’s edge, having a seat and letting her legs hang above the river. Sheila quietly cried and wiped her eyes. Mason’s heart felt cramped. For as long as he’s known her, Sheila’s never been one to cry. And for the first time seeing it, it was the worst thing in the world. He calmly approached his friend and sat beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Sheila… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of that, honest. I just… I’m just really stressed, you know? I just wanna get out of this mess.”





Sheila sniffled a little more and looked up at him. “Ya know, I…I live in a shabby neighborhood back in Azultown. Mum makes money fixin’ up ships… but she likes spendin’ it on fun stuff, like when she takes me places. Dad takes care o’ bills and stuff, but they don’t send me to school… so, they fight sometimes. Mum argues that since I’m in KND, I don’t need school. All I need is the world. But Dad says…”





“/Well, let’s see if she can handle the world if she grows up like an idiot.”/





“He just said that around you?” Mason asked.





“Ah’m usually in me bedroom… but they ain’t really quiet. So, I just… really wanna have fun with what I do. And I love doin’ it with you.” She sniffled. “Ya can’t just waste time thinkin’ about what bad things could happen…”





Mason looked down in shame. “I-I do, too, Sheila… and that’s why I wanna get out of this so much.” He looked up at her. “I wouldn’t trade our time for anything. The reason I’m so serious about this… is ’cause I don’t want anything bad to happen. I wanna get out of this so we can keep playing together as long as we want. Without worry of… well, anything.”





Sheila sniffed a little more and wiped some tears off. “Y-Yah…”





“But… I really am sorry for what just happened.”





Sheila slowly began to form a smile. “’t’s orright, mate.”





“Hehe…” Mason stood back to his feet and helped Sheila up.





“Well… it looks like we’re in quite the pickle down here, eh?”





“E-yep… But that makes all the more adventure for us!”





“Hehe.” She grinned. “It’ll take us months to find our way back home down here.”





“Then I guess we’ll become sewer pirates in that time. And besides… look how BIG it is down here!” His heart filled with joy and excitement, Mason called out and echoed to the distance. “HELLOOOOO!”





Sheila ran beside him and screamed, “HELLOOOOOOOOO!”





“/WHOOOOO IIIIIIS THEEEERRRRE?”/ a deep, booming voice erupted throughout the sewers.





The two friends winced with fear. “Umm… Sheila? Somethin’ tells me we aren’t down here alone…”





“That sounds right with me, too, eh?”





“Heh…” Mason put on an adventurous smirk. “Let’s go.”





“Hehe…” Sheila smirked as well. The duo began their long, leg-tiring walk across the vast, mile-long sewers. From the depths of the river, a pair of toxic-green eyes watched the couple venture away, bubbles emerging from its gigantic form as it followed.





Dimalanta Household





“Okay, let’s cut to the chase.” Rachel started as they all gathered in Matt and Yin’s room, standing around Chris, who still held the tiny Panini and Cheren on his pinky. “How did you two get like that?”





Chris held the two close to his ear as their tiny voices cried out. “The magic door in the forest!!”





“They said it was a magic door in the forest.”





“You think you could help us find where it is?” Aurora asked. The duo nodded.





“That still doesn’t tell us where Mason and Sheila are.” Leanne stated with worry. “I sure hope they’re okay.”





“Well, as long as they have each other,” Rachel began, “I’m sure they’ll be just fine.”





Virginia Sewers





Stage 2: Sewer Adventure





Mission: Find a way out of the sewers and get back home!





Mason and Sheila hadn’t gotten too far considering their height, looking around at all the pipes that spewed waterfalls from high above them. “Man, this place is so big… it’ll take forever to find the one we came out of.” Mason said. “And even if we do, how are we even gonna climb back up?”





“Oi, look, Mason!” Sheila excitedly pointed ahead. A trio of giant red and black beetles grabbed some waste out of the river and flew up into a hole that was high up on the brick wall.





“Were those… dung beetles?” Mason asked, disgustedly.





“Oi bet they can help us! Le’s go after them!”





“Ohhh…” Mason was already feeling sick to his stomach. (Play “Pooland” from /Conker’s Bad Fur Day/!)





The two quickly headed to the wall the dung beetles flew up. The hole which they flew in was many stories above them. However, there was a long, gaping curved crack in the wall that seemed to lead up there. Mason and Sheila went into the crack and began jumping their way up the many giant bricks to get up there, and Sheila also helped them fly a couple ways up. When they had made it to the top, they proceeded to enter the tunnel, the powerful smell of sewer waste still reaching their noses. They moved slowly and crouched behind a doorway as they spied into some room, watching as those three dung beetles sat around a table and drank tea.





“Ahh, don’tcha just love it when some kid gets ’imself stuffed with meat?” one of the dung beetles asked.





“Crikey! Talking dung beetles!” Sheila exclaimed before running inside.





“Sheila, wait!” Mason tried to stop her, but couldn’t.





“Blimey! You blokes are the biggest buggers I’ve ever seen!”





“’ey, who the heck are these guys?” the first one asked.





“Duh, they’re some weird-lookin’ bugs, Razza.” The second one said in a dimwitted tone.





“Hey, hang on, they ain’t bugs. They’re brats!” the third one pointed out.





“What? But aren’t humans supposed to be… I dunno, taller?” the first one, Razza asked.





“We… had a little accident.” Mason stated sheepishly, scratching his head.





“Ehn, just who are you brats?”





“Moi name’s Sheila! And this ’ere is Mason!” Sheila happily answered.





“Mason, ah?… Wait… you mean from that family upstairs?”





“Y-You know us?” Mason asked.





“Are you kiddin’? You poisonbenders are pretty well-known to us dung beetles.”





“You guys make the most DELICIOUS poo!” the third one said.





“Huhuhu… I like me a good poo…” the second one stated goofily.





“Um…you’re welcome?” Mason replied confusedly.





“’ey, Oi don’t suppose you blokes ’ave any idea how to get us back to Mason’s house?” Sheila asked.





“Oh, sure we do.” Razza said. “We know the sewers like the backs of… well, whatever we have for hands.”





“But, uh…it might not be best for you to go right now.” The third one said.





“W…Why not?” Mason asked.





“There’s somethin’ real nasty in these sewers…” the second one answered.





“And this is?” he rose a brow at the balls of poo lined up on the wall.





“No, no, we mean somethin’ REAL nasty. It eats bugs like us.” The third one replied.





“Lately, some monster’s been lurking down here.” The first one continued. “Some monster that hides within the waste. It could be hiding anywhere down here. Unfortunately, no one who’s seen it has lived to tell the tale.”





“Except Tezza here saw it once.” The third one said.





“Duh, it was scary. Them green eyes were big’uns.” The dumb one said.





“And I saw it, too. Its hand, anyway.” Bazza stated. “Saw him eat another dung beetle. There was no escapin’ for that guy.”





“As far as we know, this is the only safe place.” Razza began. “It’s never safe to go out to the river to grab dinner without that thing stalkin’ up on us.”





“Well, strewth! Maybe we can ’elp you blokes beat this drongo!” Sheila smiled, waving her fist.





“Nah, nah, there’s no way.” Bazza denied. “You’re better off just gettin’ outta here.”





“Then, can you tell us the way?” Mason asked.





“Oh, sure. This area’s just below where your house is. Just follow the path upward over there.” Razza pointed to a door beside the table. “You’ll be up there in no time.”





“Alright! Thanks!”





“Yeah, good luck. You kids are gonna need it with a beast like that on the loose.”





Mason and Sheila then proceeded into the hallway ahead. “WHOA!” They stopped and gasped when a massive brown, gooey hand shot through the wall and nearly grabbed them before retreating. They exchanged a frightened glance before proceeding cautiously. At the end of the hallway, they came to a chamber that led upward a few stories, and had several pipes with the brown substance pouring out. The two balanced their way up a few narrow walkways and gripped onto thin strings of toilet paper, using them to climb higher. Before they could swing to another one, a waterfall of poo poured down in their path. They waited for it to stop before swinging to the next string. The two climbed a bit higher before reaching a dangling lever. They jumped and grabbed to pull the lever down. The sounds of toilet flushing were heard as the chamber began to fill with filthy liquid.





They disgustedly used this to their advantage and allowed the liquid to float them up higher. They were eventually lifted up to a pipe and progressed into it. They arrived at a room where a series of dungballs were being rolled down rows of stairs. The two quickly headed up the stairs and jumped over any dungball that would run them over. When they made it up, they entered the tunnel where the dungballs came from, sidling against the wall to let the balls roll by. At the end of the tunnel was a hole in the ceiling where the dungballs were dropping from, and to the side was a door to the next room. They now stood on a short ledge over a pool of the brown goo. Sticking out of the pool were several more hands of the same substance.





Mason and Sheila took a few steps back before leaping to the first hand. They quickly jumped to the next one before the first one snapped shut on them, and rapidly pounced around the hands to avoid being snatched. They thankfully made it to the other side, finding several ripped toilet paper pieces on the ground. The toilet paper emerged into Scummy Mummies, who waddled their way over to try and bash the duo with toilet plungers. The two easily avoided as Sheila began punching Light Spheres at them, while Mason whacked them with Poison Whip, taking them out easy. They then proceeded into the next room, standing on a ledge over another chasm of poo. They noticed a roll of toilet paper sitting along two parallel lines and hopped on. They carefully made the roll move forward to balance on and keep going. A couple geysers of poo rose up, but they slowed to a halt and waited for them to die down.





After reaching the other side, they hopped off onto the platform and found a small ball of poo. “You know, mate, my adventurer instincts tell me we’re going to need this.” Sheila said.





“Ugh. Well, the adventurer instincts are never wrong.” Mason used his bending to roll the ball along as they headed up a hill into another hall. The two were then continuing along a narrow pathway over a river of poo, the ball getting bigger as Mason rolled it. They looked around the ball and saw a hole in the road, watching a giant poo hand reach out. The hand felt around that part of the path to try and find them. They carefully rolled past the hand when it searched around the other side.





“Oi, check it out!” Sheila whispered. “You just roll it and roll it, and it gets bigger and biggerer! It’s just like a snowball!”





“Hehe, yeah. A more disgusting snowball.” The two arrived at a part of the path where it split in three, with two more holes in-between. As expected, two hands emerged from the holes and felt around the path. Like before, the duo patiently waited until both hands were further enough away before they carefully rolled the ball across, with the left hand almost touching them. They finally arrived at the end of the path, looking down as a bigger, fatter dung beetle sat and blocked the next entrance. The two pushed the ball down, and it landed on his head, waking him from his slumber.





“W-Whuh?…” the beetle startled awake and searched around, hovering a little with his wings. “Oh, this one will do…” he said before rolling the giant dungball away.





The two entered the door he was guarding and found a room with a wide hill leading upwards, wet with a puddle of toilet water flowing down. As they walked up, giant boulders of poo dropped from the ceiling and rolled toward them, the first one running them over. They shook the dizziness off and avoided the rest of the dungballs as they kept going. Once at the top, a couple of Poohemoths emerged from the ground. Sheila tried to punch one in the gut, but her fist ended up caught inside its form. She pushed her feet against it to try and pull her fist out, but the monster only grabbed her by the head and tossed her away. Mason rapidly whipped against the other one with his Poison Whip, wrapping the weapon around its arm and allowing the monster to swing him away.





The two recovered and stood to face the Poohemoths again. Mason found a small roll of toilet paper on the ground and tossed it into one’s mouth. The Poohemoth monster coughed and choked on this absorbent before melting. Sheila then took notice of a lever dangling from the ceiling and decided to yank it. A compartment on the ceiling opened and dropped a giant wet-wipe onto the remaining Poohemoth, easily absorbing it. Once they were gone, the door opened beside them, and they continued into an area with a flowing river of trash, which was obviously quite wide to their size. The two headed down and started to hop their way over the river using the trash. The giant poo hands stuck out of the river and snuck over to try and grab them, but Sheila quickly got them across using her tail propeller, and they weren’t looking forward to falling under and seeing the source of the hand.





Eventually, the two made it across and looked up as ripped toilet paper, designed like a ladder, led all the way up into another pipe. The two took hold and carefully started climbing the thin ladder, going several stories higher up. Mason glanced down to the river and noticed the monstrous pair of eyes watching them as it flowed past. Mason kept his worried expression as they climbed the rest of the way. (End song.)





Dimalanta Household





Aurora held a magnifying glass over the mini duo. Cheren and Panini’s eyes widened with fright at how enormous Aurora’s ocean-blue eye was now. The duo pointed their way through the forest outside. Aurora walked carefully so as not to drop them, and the rest of the group followed her. When Cheren and Panini recognized the scenery, they both raised a hand, gesturing for Aurora to stop. “Right here?” They nodded and gestured to put them down. Aurora carefully got down on one knee and rested her pinky on the ground, laying it flat. The two slid down onto her fingernail and afterwards leapt off and dashed ahead.





The rest of the crew gathered and crouched down, squinting closely as the tiny figures scampered all the way over to an equally tiny door. Aurora crawled a bit closer to observe the door with her magnifying glass. “This door?” The two nodded once more.





“/We opened this door and found some kind of swirling vortex.” /Cheren explained.





“/When we went in, we came out the size of ants, and we couldn’t open it back up.”/ Panini followed. “Then Mrs. Uno came looking for us, so we hitched a ride on her shorts. But then we fell off when she entered the house, and we kept yelling out to people until Chris noticed us.”





“Wait, you mean that was you two that landed on my foot?” Rachel asked.





“/Well, yah…”/ Cheren scratched his head.





“Boy, do I feel guilty now…” Rachel frowned in shame.





“Don’t worry about it, Mom. We know they’re safe now.” Aurora assured.





“So, what I’m getting is, Mason and Sheila also found this door, and were shrunk down, too, when they entered it.” Matt summarized.





“Then THAT means the li’l buggers must be somewhere around here!” Marine exclaimed.





Hearing this, Haruka gave a quiet, horrified gasp, her eyes wide. She checked around the soil for the two “bugs” she gassed earlier. “No, wait.” Matt spoke. “Yin said she found them on her finger. So, they must be inside the house somewhere… right?”





“That only depends if we didn’t accidentally squish them by now.” Yin said. At this, everyone gave terrified faces and checked the bottoms of their shoes. Of course, they also realized their shoes were off in the house.





“Calm down, you guys.” Matt told them. “They’re probably fine… somewhere. Let’s all just get back inside the house and start looking for them. Afterwards, we need to find a way to open this door back up.” With looks of worry and dread, the lot of them headed back to the house. Haruka just kept a guilty expression as she looked down in shame.





Virginia Sewers





After climbing up the ladder, the two had arrived in a rather large chamber with a pool of poo in the center, a pathway going around it. Inside the pool were three more dung beetles going for a swim. “Oi, that level didn’t sit well with my stomach, eh?” Sheila slightly grunted.





“Well, at least we should be close to the top by now. Let’s ask these guys if they know anything.” Mason walked closer to the edge and called out to the dung beetles, “Um, EXCUSE ME? You guys have any idea how to get to the house upstairs?”





The beetles paused in their swimming to look up at them. “Oh yeah, of COURSE we know how ta get theres-is! Where’dya think we’re swimmin’ in?” one of them asked. “Those guys makes the best-”





“Yeah, yeah, we make the best poo, now directions?”





“Yeh-yeh, just keeps headin’s up theres-is.” He indicated the tunnel way at the end of the path.





“Okay. Thanks.” Mason called out as the two continued along the path.





“Oi, let us come back for a swim, eh?” Sheila waved at them.





“Please let us not, Sheila.” Mason mumbled in disgust. As the dung beetles were enjoying their swim however, one of them had been suddenly yanked beneath the surface. Mason and Sheila immediately stopped in their path and turned to see one of them gone.





“Ah, it’s okays.” The other one waved them off. “He’s probably got sucked down the drain again. Barnie, help him out, would ya?” The other dung beetle, Barnie, took a breath and dove beneath the surface. A couple bubbles emerged from where he dove, and then vanished after a few seconds.





Mason and Sheila exchanged terrified glances. The remaining dung beetle began to look worried and said, “Ahh, okays…” he calmly flew out of the poo, “I’m just gonna… take a…” His sentence was cut short when a hand suddenly emerged from the pool. “Wa-wa-WAAAH!” He tried to get away, but the hand shot over and pulled him down below.





Mason and Sheila stepped back in absolute fear as the center of the pool began to bubble tremendously. (Play “The Mighty Poo Sloprano” from /Conker’s Bad Fur Day/!)





The dung beetle shook around and pled for mercy as it was held by the wings by a gargantuan blob of poo. The beast dripped with the brown goo as it rose from the depths, its mouth open wide as his rotten yellow teeth were exposed. The beetle shook even more and tried desperately to get away. The monster held its mouth open wider and snacked the bug in one bite, licking his fingers clean.





Mason and Sheila were horrified at the sight. The monster of poo took notice of them and cleared his throat. He pulled out some pills and dropped them into his mouth, then washed them down with some water. He cleared his throat a little more and started to sing in a deep, powerful voice that echoed throughout the sewers.





“/I… AM… the Great Mighty Poo/, and I’M going to THROW my crud at YOU. /I hail from, you see/, people’s chocolate and pee. /I’ll turn you into scat, you little brats!”/





Mason and Sheila exchanged a disbelieved glance before slowly sticking their fingers down their throats. “BLEEHH!” They barfed over the ledge behind them.









Boss fight: Great Mighty Poo





The two jumped to the side to avoid being crushed by one of his dungballs. They tried to hurry over to the way they came in, but the Mighty Poo slammed his hand on the path and made it collapse. They tried to hurry down the way ahead next, but the monster slammed its hand on Mason and clutched the boy. The monster swung Mason around in the air, but Sheila saved him by charging a large Light Sphere and blasting at the monster’s face. He was blinded by the light and dropped Mason onto the foothold, but regained vision in seconds. The Mighty Poo laughed before switching to further ahead in the path as Mason and Sheila tried to run that way.





The Mighty Poo opened his mouth wide and sang at the top of his lungs. His booming voice caused the cavern to shake, which made several waste and debris fall down onto the ground. They tried to get further down the path, but the Mighty Poo kept appearing in their way and singing to the heavens. However, one of the items that fell down was a giant roll of toilet paper. The two exchanged a smirk before lifting the paper and tossing it straight into his mouth. This caused the Mighty Poo to begin choking, and Mason proceeded to burp a Gas Bomb at his lower left hip and explode a chunk off of him. As they reached the end of the first path, into the next room, the Mighty Poo appeared in their way again, the gap in his hip healing instantly.





“/Do you really THINK you’ll SURVIIIVE in here? You don’t seem to know which creek you’re IIIN. I am made of ALL the things that go through peoples’ rear. How d’you think I keep this lovely grin?”/ He grinned widely and exposed his rotten teeth. “HAVE some more caviar!”





The Mighty Poo pulled out a bowl of caviar and dipped a spoon in, using it to fling the fish eggs at the duo. The two hurried down the path and dodged the flying caviar. When they made it to a gap that was too far to jump, Sheila grabbed Mason and used her tail to fly them across, landing them on the next foothold. The two kept running and reached a dead end. Sheila noticed poo stalactites hanging from the ceiling and used her light chain to hook onto one, Mason keeping hold on her as she swung them across. They swung their way over to a chain on the other end, grabbing and pulling down. This caused some blue toilet-cleaner substance to spray out from the ceiling and sting the Mighty Poo’s eyes.





The Mighty Poo burst into his booming singing again, making poo stalactites drop down as the friends hurried across the next path. They jumped more gaps in the floor and stopped before another giant toilet paper roll fell on them. Once again, they lifted the paper and tossed it into his open mouth, causing him to choke. They quickly hurried into the next room before he recovered and appeared in their path again.





“/Now I’m really getting RATHER mad/, you’re like a wiggly tickly CRUDDY little tag nut. When I’ve knocked you OUT with AAALL my bab, I’m gonna take your heads and ram them up MY BUTT!”





“Your butt?” Mason asked.





“/That’s right, MY BUTT!”/





“Yo’ butt?” Sheila asked.





“/My butt-”/





“Ew.” Mason cringed.





“/My butt-”/





“EWW!” Sheila exclaimed.





“/MY BUUUUUUUUUTT!”/





Even more arms emerged from the Mighty Poo’s form, the kids rapidly dodging around to avoid being smashed. There seemed to be no other ways to go, except a tremendous tower leading upward. In the meantime, the two just moved quickly around the foothold to avoid the Mighty Poo’s slamming fists. Mason quickly burped Gas Bombs at some of the fists to blow them away, while Sheila charged and punched Light Spheres at them. The Mighty Poo retreated his spare fists and started pulling out dungballs to throw at them, but Sheila punched more light balls at the dungballs and splattered them in one hit.





The Mighty Poo burst into song once again, causing debris to fall down even faster. The kids rapidly dodged the falling sewage items before grabbing the convenient roll of toilet paper and tossing it into his throat, the monster choking once again.





Overcome with anger, the Mighty Poo sang an operatic chorus. “Aaaaaa-Aaaaaa-AAAAAAAAAAA!” His singing so great, the sewers trembled even more, and Mason and Sheila covered their ears tight. Just then, an enormous geyser of water shot up from below, sending the two directly up the tower.





The Mighty Poo kept after them and rapidly climbed its way up the tower, the kids hurriedly dodging to avoid his snapping hands. They kept going higher and higher, hoping eventually they’d reach the top. “AAAH, SHEILA!” Mason screamed, alerting them to a down-facing pipe up above. The geyser slammed them into the pipe and washed them down it, the two screaming as they surfed who-knows-where.





Dimalanta Household





As Aurora was searching around the bathroom, she rose a brow at the sight of the toilet shaking around. “Um, FRANCIS?” she called the boy over. Francis curiously approached his friend as Aurora led him over beside the toilet. “Did you clog the toilet by any chance?”





“It wasn’t me. I wonder what’s happening…”





At that instant- “GRAH!”





“AHH!” The two winced in shock when the blob of poo emerged from the toilet. Aurora and Francis immediately grabbed a plunger and began pounding it down on the monster. Aurora then pushed the lever.





“/DAAAH, you snot-nosed kids, look what you’ve done! I’m flushing, I’m flushing! Oh, what a world, what a world.”/ Aurora and Francis watched in confusion as the monster swirled and sunk down the toilet. “To think that a couple of pint-sized kids like you could destroy my BEAUTIFUL clagginess! Ah, I’m going! Aaaaaah! /Nooooo! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh…//”/





“Hmph.” Aurora glared at Francis. “You have one crazy bowel movement.” With a final strum of the song, the two left the bathroom. (End song.)





By this time, night had fallen, and the crew had given up searching for their shrunken friends. Down in the kitchen, Rachel was leaned against the table as she spoke on a phone. “No, we’re still looking for a solution, Patton, though we think we have a plan. But don’t worry, your daughter is safe.”





“/Oh, good.”/ Patton sighed in relief. “Just have my daughter fixed soon. Fanny’s losing it over here.”





“Heh, just make sure she doesn’t go on a rampage. Good night, Patton.” Rachel hung up.





Panini shuddered, having just watched this with Cheren on the kitchen table. “I hope we get big soon. I’d be absolutely terrified seeing my mom so big.”





“Well, your Uncle Paddy and Shaunie saw her like that once.” Cheren reminded. “Just ask them for advice.”





“Okay, guys, I have your rooms all set up!” Haruka said, holding her hand open for the tiny duo. She carried them up to her room and presented a dollhouse on her nightstand. “It’s a dollhouse I used to play with. The bed inside should be a nice fit for you both~”





The inside of the dollhouse was perfectly fit for their height. The two went upstairs into the bedroom and lied on the bed, finding it rather comfy. The two looked out the window as a tremendous brown eye peeked in. “Awww. You two look so adorable.” Dillon cooed. The two gave him annoyed looks before settling under the covers.





“Dillon, don’t tease them.” Haruka stated. “Since you’re staying over, you can sleep in Mason’s bed. But watch your step!”





“Yeah, I know…” Dillon left the room, keeping his eyes downward.





Haruka depressedly sat on her bed with her head rested on her hand. The twin sniffled and said, “I can’t believe I…I almost killed my brother.” She wiped a tear off. “They were right in front of me… and I poisoned them… Oh, Mason… please be okay.” She somberly relaxed on her bed and drifted to sleep.





Unknown bathroom





The force of the monster’s rampage sent Mason and Sheila far up the pipelines. “Whooooaaaa!” Eventually, they came launching right out of a toilet, crashing on a posh bathroom floor. “Huff…ugh…phew…glad that’s over…” Mason gasped.





“Did we… make it back?” Sheila pushed her tired self up.





Mason stood and looked around. There was an elegant-looking bathtub with a fancy shower curtain and lots of pleasant soaps. “This doesn’t look anything like my house.”





The friends crossed the floor to the bathroom’s open doorway. It led to an enormous bedroom with lots of gigantic stuffed toys, a luxurious dollhouse, and a mountainous bed with an overhang. There were echoing snores resounding from atop the bed. “I don’t recognize this place at all. In fact, this looks like some rich kid’s home. Probably a girl, judging by all this junk.”





“It ain’t the worst thing, eh? Why don’t we climb on up there and ask her to help us?”





“Even if she would, she sounds fast asleep. In fact…” the boy yawned, “so am I…”





Sheila yawned as well, rubbing her tired eyes. “Oi, me too. We gotta find a safe place to rest. …I reckon that house should have a few rooms open!” Her eyes perked as she pointed to the huge dollhouse.





“Hey, yeah!” Mason beamed. The two immediately dashed across the jungle of carpet fibers and arrived at the large house. They entered the front door and decided to have a look around the house. It perfectly fit their size, though maybe a few inches bigger. “Wow! It’s amazing in here! It’s so detailed!”





“Mason, check this out up here!” Mason followed her voice and climbed up to an attic. A golden bell was hung up, a string attached to it. Sheila rang the bell.





“It jingles! Sheila, that’s it! When this kid wakes up, we’ll use this to get her attention!”





“Strewth! You think she can get us back home, mate?”





“I mean… it’s really the only chance we’ve got. We could at least ask her to call our parents…” Still, Mason was hesitant to ask a complete stranger for help while they were so small and practically helpless. After all, this kid could easily be a spoiled brat.





“Well, let’s see if this place has a bed first.” Sheila suggested. They explored and found a bedroom, exchanging wide smiles at the sight of the huge bed. “Aw, RIPPER!” Sheila excited ran over and jumped out of her sandals, joyfully rolling around the soft, relaxing bed. “This bed is rippuh! And look! It’s fit for two!”





“Al-halright!” Mason cheered. The boy kicked off his shoes before jumping onto the bed with Sheila. Sheila lay on the window side while Mason lay beside her, getting easily accustomed to the bed’s softness. “Man, this thing is perfect! We’ll be getting plenty of sleep like this!”





“Ah, nothin’ relieves the excitement of adventure like a good ol’, cozy bed.” Sheila smiled, spreading her legs out and wiggling her toes.





“Got that right…” Mason smiled, resting his head on the pillow. He glanced beside at his friend. “Um, Sheila?”





“Yah, mate?” Sheila rolled her eyes to him.





“Um…even though we almost died several times… I really enjoyed this adventure. It was really fun…”





“Hehe.” Sheila widely grinned and showed her teeth… which were in dire need of cleaning after recent circumstances. “Thanks, but… maybe I enjoyed it a little too much.”





“Well, yeah… but I’m sorry I went off on you like that.”





“Nah, it’s okay. Tomorrow, I’ll make sure to get us both back to normal. Even if I gotta force this stranger to help us!”





“Heh, I’m hoping she does. But, no matter what happens… let’s promise to stick together from now on.”





“Hee hee! It’s a promise!”





And so, the two rested their heads on the pillow and peacefully drifted into sleep. For the first time, neither of them were worried about being small or dying. After a long day’s humongous struggles, the two had never felt more at peace. Being with their best friend, the person they cherished more than anyone else, they knew they would be safe. A dim blue light shone into the tiny window of the dollhouse, lighting up the sleeping couple. The two peacefully slept under the calm light, letting the worries out of their mind.





Dimalanta Household





By the time noon arrived the next day, all the house guests began to crawl around the floor, searching intently for the two missing kids. They heard the doorbell ring, and Matthew went over to answer it. “Hey, Angie! What brings you here?”





The woman in question was Angelie McKenzie, a thin young woman with light-brown hair, a green top with white shorts, and thin, but sturdy bare legs. “I received Rachel’s text about the situation last night. I decided to get one of my old friends and bring her over. She says she might know a way to fix them.”





“Really?”





“Yeah. Could you bring Cheren and Panini here?”





Matt sent the news to Rachel, and the Uno mother proceeded to bring the tiny kids in her hand. The duo waved up at Cheren’s aunt Angie, who seemed rather adored. “Hm hm! Everyone, I’d like you to meet my friend, Chiri.”





Angie held an open hand to Rachel’s. Standing on it appeared to be a light-yellow, chipmunk-like woman. Her eyes were big, black, and beady, ears long, she wore a purple beret, and had a light-purple dress made of grass blades. “Hello, you two!”





“Whoa! What are you?” Cheren asked.





“Tehe! I’m a Minish! After your mom relayed the story to Angie, she suspected it was a Minish Door that shrunk you.”





“A Minish Door?”





“They’re magic doors that are only supposed to appear every hundred years. I’m not sure why one has appeared now, but you’ll need my help to get it back open. Could you lead me to where it is?”





“Yeah!”





Angie carried them all to where the kids directed. Once at the door, she set them all on the ground. Chiri approached the little door and placed her hands to it, uttering some kind of incantation. Before their eyes, the swirling green vortex opened. “There! Now you’ll be able to grow back!”





“You sure it’s not just gonna make us smaller?”





“Hehe, you’ll be as small as Gupna if that happened! But I promise you don’t have to worry.”





The kids took her word and entered the vortex. Angie picked Chiri back up, watching as the portal expanded to human size. It opened back up, and Cheren and Panini came stumbling out. “It worked! We’re big, Panini!” Cheren embraced her in a hug.





“And Ay’m still bigger than ya!”





“Only by a few inches!” The two broke away and viewed the tiny woman on Angie’s palm. “Thank you, Chiri. We really owe you one.”





“It’s my pleasure!” she replied in a tiny voice. “Now, what about these friends of yours? Have you found them?”





“No, but we should help get on that. Mason and Sheila have to see us looking for them. We just need to be careful not to overlook them.”





…





Yin entered her daughter’s room and saw Haruka lain depressedly on her bed. She sat on the bed, touching a hand to her shoulder. “What’s wrong, Haru? Don’t you wanna help look for your brother?”





“I don’t think he wants my help…”





“Why not? Did you get in a big fight before they shrunk?”





“Well… not exactly, but… when I went out to look for them… I saw them… flying by my face. I didn’t know it was them… so I gassed them. Gassed them like bugs! I know they’re OK now, but… Mason needed my help more than ever, and I tried to kill him. He’ll probably hate me for the rest of his life…”





“Well, if you really think he’s mad, then you need to make it up to him. You can do that by helping find them. We have a way to fix them now, but they need our help first.”





“You’re…you’re right.” Haruka pushed herself up. “Besides… I’m the doctor of Sector V. My mission is to heal physical ailments and save lives. And shrinking is a kind of ailment, right?”





“I would imagine so! So, let’s get to work, Doctor Haruka!”





Unknown mansion





Mason and Sheila were woke by light tremors. As morning light peered through the giant window, the owner of the room woke from her slumber. She was a girl of about 10 years old. She took a bath in her washroom and fixed her long, light-blonde hair to be very wide and puffy. She wore a very frilly light-green dress with a white blouse underneath. On her head was a darker green ribbon with a blue pearl. Rings adorned her fingers, which had pointed, but trim nails. A pair of clean, white, elegant stockings covered her feet.





The girl hummed a merry tune as she dressed herself. She put a thin coating of pink lipstick over her mouth, and her smile reflected the radiance in her pretty blue eyes. Freckles also dotted her face. “She looks pretty nice, I’d wager!” Sheila said hopefully. “Let’s ring the bell and give her a holler, Mason!”





“Yeah, let’s try it…”





“Hm, hm hm, huh?” The rich girl heard a ringing sound. She looked to her large dollhouse. The jingle bell in its attic was being rung by something. “Hu-!” She let out a gasp. Only one thing could be ringing that bell!





The girl crouched down and carefully pulled off the roof of the house. Her gargantuan eyes peered over the rim. “Huuuuu!” She let out a gasp of awe: there were little people inside her dollhouse!





“Hey! Little girl!” Mason called up. “Don’t freak out! We need your help!”





“Yeah, take us home!” Sheila yelled.





“No… way!” The girl beamed in a voice that almost sounded like Haruka’s. (They both share a voice actor, Kerry Williams.) “Did I…did I finally find the Minish?!”





“Uh…Minish?” Mason cocked a brow.





“Oh, I’ve waited so long for Minish to come to my dollhouse! I didn’t even put new treats in, yet! Ooooo, you’re so cute! Let me pick you up!”





The giant lay an enormous index finger down. The nail was big enough to stand on. “Orright! See, Mason, this worked out just fine!” Sheila eagerly jumped on the nail.





“I don’t know about this, Sheila…” With hesitation, Mason climbed on the nail. They were raised out of the house, up to the girl’s looming irises.





“Tehe!” Seeing them up closer seemed to make her happier. “You’re so teeny! But… you don’t seem anything like the Minish I read about.”





“We’re not Minish!” Mason yelled. “We’re humans! Er, well, I’M human. Sheila’s a Faunus. The point is, we’re not supposed to be like this! Could you please help us?”





“You’re… not Minish?” The girl frowned.





“Yeh!” Sheila yelled. “We need you to take us back home!”





“Awww… I was so sure I could finally have Minish pets.”





“P-Pets?” Mason stuttered.





“But… this is my first time finding little people. And you guys are just as little as Minish… so, maybe you’ll be just as good.” Her smile returned, feeling hopeful.





“Uh…” Mason’s heart began to sink in anxiety. “L-Look, Miss, we really need to get home. Could you please just take us?”





“Oh, it’s okay, little people! This is your new home!”





“Hey, we don’t wanna live here!” Sheila shouted, marching further up the finger. “We wanna get back home to our mates!”





“Hehehe! You’re so squeaky! Are you angry, little girl?”





“Yeah, and I’m gonna punch you in the eye unless you help us!”





“Hee hee hee! You can’t punch me, silly! You’re way too tiny!”





“I’ll show you tiny!” Sheila began to spin her fist, light building up.





“Sheila, wait!”





A sunny sphere launched up at the giant’s iris. “AH!” She shut her eye, for the tiny sphere burned her retina just enough to hurt slightly. “Hey, that was mean!” Her other eye furrowed. “I’m gonna have to punish you for that!”





“You’re the only one getting punished if you don’t—hey, hey, hey!”





“SHEILA!” The raccoon was suddenly grasped in the girl’s other fingers. It wasn’t enough force to crush Sheila, but she struggled for breath.





The girl discarded Mason on her drawers and used her free hand to grab a jar. She dropped Sheila inside the jar. “Now, stay in there until you learn how to behave.” She placed the jar before her window, letting sunlight burn brightly in the glass prison. “I’ll leave the lid off, but don’t think about trying to escape.”





“HEY! Let Sheila out of there!” Mason yelled.





“Besides, I like boys much better!” She lightly picked Mason back up. “So, I think I’ll just play with you!”





“Come on, kid, please! We just wanna get bigger!”





“Oh, that’s right! I never introduced myself! My name is Carol Masterson. I’m the richest girl in Virginia!”





“The richest girl? I’ve never heard of you.”





“Well, today’s your lucky day! From now on, I’m your new owner! And I’m gonna call you Pixiefairy!”





“What the…what the heck is wrong with you?!” This girl seemed to have no respect or concern for them at all. As Mason feared… she really was some kind of spoiled rich kid.





“I wish I could put you in my fairy dress… but it’s too big. Wait! Maybe I can order an even smaller one!” Carol carried Mason over to her laptop, which was black and had a “$” on it. She opened it and began to look up “ant size fairy dresses.” “Oh! There’s a few companies who make them! Let’s order one right away!”





“This can’t be happening…” Mason cringed as the girl began to mash the keyboard. He could seize this chance to run… but where was he going to go? Even if Sheila could escape and they made it out of this mansion, how would they make it back home?





Sheila was unable to build enough momentum to fly herself out of the jar. Even when she tried to punch through it with lightbending, her light merely phased through the glass as easily as sunlight. “Huff…huff…” Still, with all this bright light peering into her prison, it felt as invigorating as it was sweltering. She began trying to absorb this light into herself.





Dimalanta House





The friends decided to call Mikaela Chariton over. The Filipino woman used her Aura Sense to try and search for any tiny presences in the house, but all she found were bugs. Angie’s Seismic Sense couldn’t find any human-like footsteps outside the house either. “I’m sorry, guys… I’m not having any luck.” Mika said.





“What if…what if something really has happened to them?” Yin asked horrifically.





“Honestly, there’s so many of us moving around.” Lee Andrew replied. “I…I wouldn’t be surprised if-”





“Don’t say that, Bro!” Leanne shouted. “Maybe… what if they accidentally got washed down a sink or something?”





“That…that’s not out of the question.” Matt replied. “After Yin thought she saw the kids, I… washed her face in the sink.”





“WHAT?!” Yin shouted. “You washed our son down the SINK?!”





“And my DAUGHTER?!” Marine bellowed.





“I-I-I didn’t know, I’m sorry!”





“But if that’s what happened, we’ll have to check the whole sewer or something!” Aurora argued.





“Man, this is awful…” If that really was the answer, Cheren began to feel hopeless. Two of his operatives could very well be lost forever…





Masterson Estate





“Da, da, daaaaa!” Carol presented to Mason a ballet onesie and tutu with fairy wings. “Can you believe how fast it got here? Nothing’s too expensive for my money!”





“Carol, I am not putting that on!”





“Yes you are.” Carol glared. “I’m your owner now, so you gotta do what I say. Because if you don’t, you’re gonna be punished. Now, put it /on/.” She slammed her finger to the desk for emphasis.





“Sheesh…” Mason nervously took the dress and begrudgingly swapped out his clothes for it.





“Hee hee! Now you look like a real pixie fairy, Pixiefairy!”





“Carol, what’s wrong with you?! This isn’t how you’re supposed to treat people!”





“So, what? No one else wants to be friends with me. Even when I offer them money, nobody likes me. Even the Minish never wanted to visit my dollhouse. But you’re gonna be friends with me even if I have to make you!”





“Carol, we CAN be friends with you! But you have to help us! If you help us get big, we promise we’ll be friends!”





“Nuh-uh! If you get big, you’ll never wanna speak to me again!”





“Well, we could, if you’d be nice to us!”





“I’m the sweetest, nicest girl in Virginia! Way nicer than that nasty one over there.” Carol carried Mason back over to Sheila. She seemed to be spinning her fists as her body grew brighter. “Ha ha! What is she even doing in there?”





To Mason, it seemed like Sheila was actually building her strength. Was she actually planning something? “…Carol, I think Sheila’s burning up! You have to take her out of that jar!”





“But she looks kind of pretty in there. Like a little firefly!”





“Carol, please!” Mason folded his hands and looked up with pleading eyes. “Please let my friend out of there?”





“Hmmmm…” Carol stared down at him. He looked positively adorable begging her. It made Carol feel rather powerful. “Well… okay! But you have to do something for me first~”





“W-what?”





Carol smiled wide and raised Mason to her mouth. “You, have, to, kiss, me.”





Her lips shaped each word with emphasis. Mason’s body flushed red, eyes locked on the enormous pair of soft, pinkish lips. “K-k-k…kiss you?”





“I’ve never kissed a boy before. And you’re the cutest boy I ever met. Give me a great, big kiss, and I’ll let your friend out.”





“Er…” Mason almost considered blasting a Gas Bomb in her mouth, but he probably didn’t have the strength to leave an effect. “F-fine. But you can’t kiss me back, okay? You might accidentally suck me in.”





“Oh, fine. Mmmmmwwww…”





She puckered her lips and brought them to her finger. Swallowing all the pride in his system, Mason put his own lips to Carol’s. She could feel him with a tiny tickle. The idea that such a small boy was kissing her sent her heart aflutter. At the very least, Mason already had his first kiss with Sheila… but the act of doing this in front of Sheila felt so humiliating. Catering to this rich diva’s whims… Mason felt sick to his stomach and began to hate her more and more.





“Mwah.” Mason let go.





“Mmm hm hm hm! Oh, Pixiefairy! That was the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me!”





“Can you please free Sheila now? In fact… I bet she’s really jealous about that.”





“Really?” Carol perked up. “No wonder why she looks so angry.” She reached down and picked the jar up, raising it to her eyes. “What’s wrong, Sheila? Are you angry that Pixiefairy kissed me and not y-”





“YAH!!!”





Sheila blasted a HUGE beam of light directly through the glass. “AAAAAAHH!!” Blinded by the light, Carol threw both Mason and Sheila into the air. Sheila flew out of the jar and flew to grab Mason in the air. As they watched Carol stumble back on her feet, rubbing her eyes, Sheila said, “Now’s our chance, Mason! Let’s get her!”





“How are we going to do—thaaaaaaaaaat!” The friends divebombed down as Sheila used her tail to steer them. They landed on the side of Carol’s puffy hair.





“The same way we did it to Dillon, mate! Let’s go in!” The two dropped atop Carol’s ear and were able to get inside.





“Hey!” Carol twisted her finger inside, but the two bolted and made it too far in. The inside of her ears were so clean that there was little wax to impede them.





“How d’ya like THIS?!” Sheila threw a sphere at her eardrum.





“AAAAAAAHH!” Carol clasped her ear in pain.





“Mason, you stay here and talk with her! And I’ll make her listen.”





“AAAH!” Carol screamed, feeling a punch behind her retinas. “OW!” A punch struck her brain. She shook her head frantically, but the tinies remained steady. “Stop it, stop it! Please!”





“Sheila, she said the ‘p’ word! I think we got her! Hey, Carol, are you going to listen to us now?!”





“You two are so mean! All I wanted was to be friends!”





“Well, friends don’t keep each other as pets! They don’t threaten to punish them! If this is how you treat people, then you’re never going to make any friends! We may be little people, but we don’t deserve to be treated this way! Now, are you gonna help us, or will Sheila have to keep punching you?!”





“One more for the road!”





“OW!” Carol cried, feeling the back of her nasal bridge be punched. Mason’s harsh words and the pain forced Carol into crying. She had never been scolded or disciplined before; she always thought it was for normal kids. “Stop it, please! I’ll buy you whatever you want!”





“We want you to call our parents! Do you have a phone?!”





“Yes, of course!”





“Good! Now, pick it up, dial this number, and tell them to come get us!”





“Okay, okay! Just stop yelling at me…” Carol meekly went to collect her iPhone. She dialed the number as Mason instructed.





Dimalanta House





Matthew went to answer the kitchen phone as it rang. “Hello? …Yes, this is the Dimalanta House. …You have our little people? I’m sorry… who is this?”





“Matthew, who’s on the phone?” Yin asked.





“I… You what?! You have Mason and Sheila?! WHO ARE YOU?!”





“What, were they kidnapped?!” Cheren gasped.





“I see… alright. Let me write it down.” Matt quickly scribbled an address on a paper. “We’ll be over there shortly. Thank you.” He hung up. “Yin, that was some girl. She says she has our kids!”





“What?!”





“Let’s go!” Matt, Yin, and Haruka rushed out to the car. “It’s the Masterson Estate! She says she’ll meet us outside!”





Masterson Estate





Carol compliantly walked out to her front gate, tears dripping as she sobbed. Mason couldn’t help but feel pity for her. “Hey… we’re sorry if we were too hard on you.” Mason said.





“’ey, don’t apologize to her, Mason! She made you dress like a fairy!”





“Just be quiet.” Carol stated. “I’ll give you back to your parents so you can leave me alone. I’ll just play with my three parrots… and my 5 turtles and 10 camels and my mutant canary.”





“Uh…okay?” Mason was baffled by the notion of all those pets. “Don’t your parents ever play with you?”





“My mom’s always too busy at work, and my dad left us two years ago. And the servants always do what I say, so they’re no fun. I just wanted some friends who were my age.”





Carol made it outside and stepped out the front gate. The mansion was set on a cliff overlooking Cleveland Beach. As she waited for Mason’s parents, the boy in question decided to climb out of the ear. He climbed his way across Carol’s hair and dropped onto her little nose. She rolled her eyes together to see him. “Carol, it’s nice that you’re doing this for us.”





“I’m only doing it so she’ll quit hurting me.”





“Well, did you at least learn a lesson from this?”





“Yeah… I learned that I just can’t have friends, even if I make them.”





“Yes you can, Carol. You just have to be nicer to people.”





“But I am nice to people. I always offer kids money, but nobody wants it.”





“Well… some people just don’t want money. Or, maybe they were afraid they’d have to pay you back, or something. But you can’t just buy friendship with money.”





“Then how did you make friends with that nasty girl?”





“You want me to punch you again?!” Sheila yelled from inside.





“Me and Sheila met when we were little. We played at the beach, I thought she was really fun, and… we sort of hit it off. And ever since, I loved playing with her. She gets a little annoying, sure… but she’s my best friend. Every day with her is a blast.”





Sheila felt warm hearing that. She felt bad for putting Mason through this experience… but was thankful to him for putting up with her. “But we can be friends, too, Carol. Once I’m big… I’ll come to visit you later. We can do something fun.”





“…” Her tears stopped flowing as she focused on him with hope. “Do you promise?”





“Yeah! And if you want more friends, maybe you could join the KND someday.”





“The… KND?” Carol had considered that a few times. She wondered what the KND would be like… and if she would fit in well with them.





A car came driving up the road. It parked near the mansion as the Dimalantas stepped out. “You! Are you the girl who called?” Matt asked.





“Uh-huh! I have your Pixie—I mean, Mason here…” She picked him up on her finger.





“Mason!” Haruka excitedly (but gently) picked him up. “Thank goodness! But, where’s…”





“Right here!” Sheila poked out of Carol’s nose.





“Sheila, what are you doing in there?!” Yin exclaimed.





“No time to explain! Just pick me out!”





Haruka held her finger under for Sheila to drop. “How did you end up finding them?” Haruka asked.





“Uh, I…”





“We’ll explain everything later.” Mason assured. “But Carol let us stay at her house last night. She was really nice to us. Right, Sheila?”





She was baffled by Mason’s turn of view towards the rich brat. “Uh…sure, mate, whatever.”





“Mmmm…” Carol blushed.





“Well, thank you, Carol.” Yin smiled. “We were worried sick about these two. Please let us know if there’s anything we can do.”





“Uh, well…it would be nice if Maseyfairy can come back to visit sometime! I never got to do nails with him~”





“I see…” Matthew smiled awkwardly.





“Oh, gee…” Mason cringed.





“We’d better get them home. Thanks again, Carol! We’ll see you later.”





“Okay!” Carol waved the family farewell as they began the drive home. “Hm hm hm!” With a little twirl, she returned to her mansion. She kept Mason’s promise in her heart and would await his return. And over time… she began to consider his proposal.





Dimalanta House





The rest was over with no trouble at all. Mason and Sheila were brought to the Minish Door as Chiri helped size them back to normal. The friends were ecstatic to have two of their favorite people back!





“Man, I can’t believe all that happened!” Dillon exclaimed after hearing a recount of the story. “So, THAT’S why my ear started acting funny!”





“I’m really sorry, Big Brother.” Haruka said, walking over to hug her brother. “If I had only noticed you before, you coulda gotten outta this a lot quicker. I hope you can forgive me.”





“Of course I forgive you, Haruka.” Mason smiled and hugged his sister back. “I love you. And hey, if you had noticed us, we wouldn’t have gotten to go on this awesome adventure! You’re the best, Haru.”





“Oh, Mason!” Haruka hugged her brother tighter. “I love you, Kuya!”





“Aw, but dude! The part where you fought the Mighty Poo was awesome!” Chris exclaimed.





“Ulp…” Francis gripped his aching stomach. “Easy for you to say… I’ll never be able to use the bathroom the same way again…”





“Well, now that it’s over, whaddya wanna do now?” Aurora asked. “Wanna go up to Moonbase and celebrate?”





“Not really.” Mason said. “I need a bath after clashing with a mountain of poo.”





“Me, too.” Sheila stated disgustedly. “Let’s go home, Ma. Oi’m filthier than an army guy workin’ in a outhouse.”





“Aye, that sounds right top cricket, eh?” Marine agreed before leading her daughter outside.





“I’ll see you later, Sheila!” Mason yelled and waved.





“Take care, Masooon!” Sheila happily waved and walked away. With that done, Mason headed upstairs, a smile plastered on his face as he was getting ready for his bath. He couldn’t WAIT for the next adventure.





Hoagie’s Airflight





“/Good afternoon, passengers, this is your captain speaking.”/ Hoagie’s voice came from the plane’s speakers. “We’ll be landing in Cleveland very shortly. If you take a look out the windows to your left, you can see the chilidog factory in all its glory.





“So after we land, don’t forget to stop on by.” The pilot finished before switching off the speaker.





“Ahh, the chilidog factory… sure brings back memories, eh Hoags?” Hoagie’s copilot, Ace asked.





“E-yup. But now instead of fighting some crazy old man, we’re carrying passengers.”





The Spanish pilot then looked up in the sky and noticed a bright, expanding light. “Um, Hoagie? …What’s that?”





Hoagie munched on an apple crumble before answering, “Oh, this? It’s an apple crumble. Don’t get too grossed, but it’s actually made out of-”





“Not /that/! That!” Ace pointed up above.





“Hm?” Hoagie looked to where he pointed and noticed the strange light. “I dunno… but it’s coming straight at us! Quick! Everybody fasten your seatbelts, we’re changing our course!” The two pilots stomped the gas and sped away even faster. The passengers burst into screams and gripped the seats as tight as they could. They were able to get away just in time before the tremendous object crashed right on top of the chilidog factory. It appeared to be some kind of atomic bomb-like force as the factory and all the land around it was swallowed in a powerful explosion.





The passengers and pilots watched with sheer amazement and fear as the blinding light from the explosion engulfed the entire area. “Whooooaaaaa…”





Moments later, Sector V and a bunch of other kids showed up, mouths completely dropped speechless as where the chilidog factory once stood was replaced with some kind of tremendous ball of wood and branches. The Supreme Leader and his second-in-command took land just in time and hurried over to see what happened, the lot of them standing a good several fields away from the mass. “W-What-” Cheren tried to say.





“/Eee heeheeheeheeheeheehee!”/ a girly giggle echoed across the land. Before their very eyes, the image of a colossal figure appeared. A young-looking girl wearing a long, flowing dress that appeared dark pink around the bottom, red in the middle, and purple at the top, in which the different colors were divided by vines that went around the dress. On her chest was a large purple rose, and she bore long, whitish-blonde hair that reached all the way down to her ankles, and seemed very disheveled and went everywhere. At the point where the hair reached her head, it was tied up with rose thorns, and in her right hand, she held a staff that held the design of a scorpion type creature.





The many operatives stared with shock as the being began to speak. “Filthy Kids Next Door, TREMBLE before me! /I /am Viridi, Goddess of Nature! SUPREME ruler of the Earth and all living things! For many eons, I have sat and watched as you and the rest of your filthy kind mended trees to use as your ‘base of operations,’ and desecrated the land to make room for your PARKING lots and oh so precious chilidog factory. But now, I’ve had enough. You humans have strayed TOO far from your intended path. Your chilidog factory was only the first of many to meet the wrath of my Reset Bombs. Soon, many other such locations will follow, until Earth has been returned to its original state! BYE-BYE, KNDorks! Gah hah hah hah hah hah!”





By the time the apparition had vanished, the groups of operatives remained speechless.





The thing is, I enjoy making size-changing adventures or scenarios because I think a lot of interesting interactions or situations can come out of them. You’ll see them regularly throughout the series, so I hope you’ll have patience with me in that regard. XD Carol is actually from /One Piece/ (she only appeared in one episode, so she’s basically indifferent from the OCs in this series). And yes, she’ll have plot relevance later, that’s why I’m setting her up here.