"Mark! Where're you going?" You hear an all too familiar voice say from behind you.
"Damn!" You mumble under your breath.
You turn around to see your little sister Sara arriving along with her best friend, Carly. This probably meant trouble. Although, your condition is supposed to be a secret and not to be abused according to your mom, Sara went ahead and told Carly and not wanting your life to be even worst than it already is, you decided to let Sara get away with it as long as Carly is the only one. But it still sucks because they always want you to do something ridiculous.
Sigh, whatever. Just do this one last thing or so and soon you get to Alen's house and the curse will be broken with you finally having a normal life.
"She asked you a question!" Carly yelled.
You raised an eyebrow, wanting to put the girl almost half your age (eight) in her place but then you would end up being less than half her size for a humiliating defeat. So you go along with it.
"Just going to a friend's house. What do you two want?"
"You can go to your friend's house later", Sara says.
"We have an important mission for you to do", Carly continues.
"A mission, huh? Like cleaning under your dresser again? Forget it."
"No. Nothing like that!"
"Then what?"
"We need you to make my big brother get out of the living room so we can use the TV!" Carly says.
"Yeah, if no one stops him, he will stay in there all day watching TV or playing video games!" Sara adds in.
You take a second to think and then remember who Carly's brother is. Ron. An eighteen year old who will be starting college after the summer. He is taller and stronger than you are and you do not know him well enough to barge in his house and tell him to stop doing something you wish you could be doing.
"He wouldn't listen to me. Just wait or use the one of the TVs at our house." You reply.
"But Mark! We need Carly's TV! It's bigger! And you aren't going to tell him to get off, you're going to make him!"
"Make him?" You start to blurt out laughing, "I don't think I have much leverage against, Ron."
"What is leverage?" Carly asks. Which prompts you to roll your eyes.
"Guys, I'm sorry I can't help."
"Mark, listen! We want you to annoy him and that will make him eventually go to a different room with a smaller TV!" says Sara.
"How?"
"I'm going to shrink you. And then you'll just be like an annoying bug until he finally gets out! Once he leaves, we'll make you big again!"
"Are you kidding me!? This is nuts! He'll just flick me away or crush me if I annoy him!"
Suddenly, instead of looking down at the two girls, you are starting to reach their size and then much smaller, looking up at them as they continue to grow. Soon your face is no longer even level with the sole of Carly's flip flops.
"Unbelievable." You sigh.
"Get on!" Carly exclaims as she bends down and puts her hand out.
You have no choice but to comply at this point. Even if you did run away and hide in the nearby grass, it would take all day to get home at this size if you somehow survived the giant wildlife and then you would have to get help without getting squashed. You walk onto the girl's long fingers and onto her palm, crouching to maintain balance as the girls walk you to her house.
As they walk to the front door of Carly's house, Sara whispers, "Remember, the faster you do this, the faster you are big again to get to your friend's house!"
You perk up a little realizing that this is the only obstacle stopping you from lifting this stupid curse. Do this last stupid assignment and you can live a normal life with you having the second most power in the household.
The girl's walk into the living room and on the couch lays a tall, muscular young man. Wearing a tank top and gym shorts with his body elongated on the couch as he watches the sports channel. Carly walks to the couch and tilts her hand, making you fall onto the sofa.
Both the girls start giggling, prompting Ron to look at them.
"Go away." He said.
"I wish I could shrink my brother, then we wouldn't have this problem." Carly whispered to her friend before they both strolled out the living room.
Ron paid no attention to what she said and kept watching, not realizing he had a tiny occupant on the couch with him. You are left staring at his towering bare feet that you are sharing the sofa with.
"What the hell did I get into..." You mutter, wondering where you can even start.
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