More than a week?! This was insane! How were you supposed to go more than a week not being able to explain to anyone why you were 4'5, let alone getting out of Madame Rosella's tent to tell the tale? Just then you are brought back to reality with a tap on the head. Rosella was about to open her mouth to speak to you but you had had enough, being shrunk, teased, and pushed around by a condesending 'magic' woman from god knows where was pushing you over the edge. Remembering that you had control of your body again, you put your arms in front of you and thrust them towards Rosella with all the force you can manage out of pure rage. She falls backwards and trips on a small stool on the ground used as a seat, and hits her head on the coffe table behind her.
"Oh shit" is all you can mouth to yourself as she rolls of the table and hits the ground. You didn't mean for this to happen! Sure she was in your eyes an annoying condesending woman who robbed you of your height, but you didn't want to kill her for it! What were you going to do? How were you going to explain this to the cops, your friends, your family? And you coulden't either.
However in all your panic and self-questioning Rosella was slowly stirring awake from her injury induced sleep. You instantly notice when she starts to stand up, you're mixed both with relief and fear for what she might do to you now. At first the look on her face is hard to read, but it soon becomes clear...
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