You decided to tell one of them about you shrinking before they arrived. If you shrank yourself before they came and no one knew, they might not even see you or be surprised at all. The big question is who would tell about you shrinking before they came. . .
Also, how would you convince them that it was real too?
You sat in the chair by your desk to think it over.
Knock, knock, knock!
Three gentle raps on your door disturbed your thought process as you turned to look at your door. You watched your mother Kathy's head pop into the entrance of your door as she peered inside. Her brown hair slightly concealed her eyes as she looked like she literally just woke up like 5 minutes ago.
"Ethan? Are you awake?" she said.
You rolled your eyes, obviously you were awake she was looking right at you.
"Yes, mom. What is it?" you said in a gruntled tone.
"I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to have some snacks on the table if you want to grab any because Cynthia is coming over to visit. I have some chips and dip out, okay?" she said, wiping her hair behind her head as she started looking into your room.
It was a little early for chips and dip but at least she hadn't gotten the wine out this early yet, although with Cynthia coming, that might soon change if she arrived. It was starting to look like your house was going to be quite full with your mother and Cynthia right outside the whole time.
Still, this could be a good opportunity to really have some fun with this new shrinking device. Imagine being small around all 5 ladies, or maybe having some of them be small around you.
Another idea popped into your head, a tiny vacation! You and your girlfriend could shrink down and stay somewhere in your room. You were not sure if it would be a good idea though to tell your mom. She probably would worry too much and you didn't want that at all. Still, if you did then you could surprise both of them when they got here.
With some time left before they arrived, you started doing some digging online. Especially about this remote. You still had no idea where it came from or how it got here after all. You googled some of the marks on the remote and found nothing. Strange.
Putting away the mystery of the remote, you needed to decide who to tell before the girls got there. Spinning a bit in your desk chair, you decided to tell. . .
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