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Post by Kat-la on Feb 1, 2008 23:47:27 GMT -5
//Rating = PG-13 and Board = CLOSED! DANNY!!!//
The alarm beside the bed of Kat Potter-Tripp went off and she reached over to turn it off. She felt weird having to stretch so far to turn it off but did not pay any heed. She also did not care that it was more of a hop off her bed then the simple matter of swinging her legs down to touch the ground. She was too tired and she had yet to have her morning coffee. Things did begin to get strange though when everything looked larger then it had before and it was more of a reach to the light switch then a simple flick and when she looked into the mirror, she screamed. Her voice she could swear broke the sound barrier but she could never be sure. “WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON!!! JAKE TRIPP YOU SON OF A BITCH I’M GOING TO BEAT YOUR BLOODY ARSE TO A PULP WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!!!!” She screamed storming out of the bathroom. She had just seen herself as she had been when she was EIGHT, and by looking down, she had confirmed that. Her P.J.s were three sizes to long and since she did not have curves…looked somewhat strange.
“Mom…can I borrow some clothes.” A soft, but older female voice called into the room. While it was older, Kat still recognized the innocent tone of Becca. “Only if I can borrow some of yours.” Kat said as she opened up the door and looked up seeing her daughter. Instead of the four foot little darling she had come to love…there stood a twenty six year old beauty. Her emerald green eyes more mature and sparkling, her brown hair now a rich and glossy chocolate. While her curves were small for her thin body, they were noticeable. “Mummy…what’s going on?” Becca asked, her green eyes looking into her mothers and taking in the fact that she was now older looking and taller and that her mothers hair was two shades brighter red and looked a lot like she had yesterday…aside from the fact her hair had been brown and not her mother red. “I don’t know sweetie.” Kat said hugging her daughter around the waist…feeling awkward doing this but knowing that since she had her memories still intact…Becca still must have the mind of a six-year-old.
“Whoa…Becca? MUM! WE HAVE TO LOCK HER UP!!! I WILL NOT HAVE GUYS OGGOLING MY SISTER!!!” The deeper but recognizable voice of John stated from the hallway. Of course he had shot up a few good feet, his hair was short now, and his body was toned like his fathers. He was an older version of his father, with his mothers green eyes and heart shaped face. Kat sighed knowing John would find a way to make a joke as Becca began to whimper a bit. “I don’t want guys looking at me….they’re gross.” Becca said and Kat hugged her more. “John…go jump on your father on the couch and get him up here.” Kat said and John nodded running down and tackling the small form on the couch.
//NOW! Before you post Danny….you must do the celeb claiming and picture thing. ^_^ Mwah ha ha ha ha!!!//
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 1:43:18 GMT -5
Brent groaned as someone large tackled him. Really large...huge. Oh Merlin, don't tell me there's another loose half giant! He shot up immediately and sunk back into the couch. Odd. He was sitting straight up, but he was barely off the ground, and his clothes seemed really, really big. Looking down, Brent saw... "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled, and then clutched his throat. His voice was high and squeaky, like it was when he was nine or ten. Which was what he looked like. "JAKE RYAN TRIPP, I'M GOING TO HEX YOU INTO A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE!" he yelled, trying to make his voice deeper and failing miserably. For the first time, Brent looked at the person who had tackled him. "John?" he gaped.
"WHAT THE BLOODY FREAKING HELL IS GOING ON?!" A deep voice rang out from upstairs. Noah walked down them, wearing what looked like Brent's clothes (a dark pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and a leather jacket). "Mum, what did Da or Uncle Jake do?" he asked, walking over to Becca and tapping her on the shoulder, not knowing that he was actually talking to his sister.
Kira walked down the stairs a minute later, looking like she was in shock. She was wearing pants that were too short for her, as well as a t-shirt that had been a few sizes too large when she had gone to bed. Now it was too small, and the bottom came barely to the top of her belly button. "Da, what the bloody hell did you DO?" she asked in a voice barely above a whisper.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 1:58:24 GMT -5
Becca turned around when Noah tapped her on the shoulder and she squeaked, her eyes going wide in shock. The spunky, fiery girl had been replaced by a confused, innocent girl who REALLY wanted her mother right now….unfortunately she would probably squish her mom if she sat on her lap now…. “I’m not mum Noah…she is.” Becca whispered pointing to Kat.
Kat sighed and ran a hand through her hair, “If this was your Uncle, I’m going to kill him…first I have to get dress…Becca pick something out of my closest, same with you Kira. Whatever is fine.” She said trying to figure this out. She wonder who else was going through this if it was not a prank Jake pulled. Normally Jake’s pranks had his name all over them and this one did not seen to. Kat walked into her daughter’s room and quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a brown shirt and walked down to the living room where Becca already was.
Becca’s eyes were wide with fear. She wore a pair of jeans, a blue shirt with a white mesh sweater over it. (Just like pic in the pics). Her hair was in a ponytail and fell to the side and she was playing with the bottom strains trying to figure everything out.
“Yeah Dad.” John said excited by this prospect. This could be SOO much fun! “You’re small now…” He said as he looked up as Noah entered. “Do we have to lock both Kira and Becca up? Cause…I don’t want guys oggoling our sisters…as Aunt Lily says guys do to her some time…” John said, innocently of course, not really knowing what it meant but knowing it was bad. John was still in P.J. pants a few sizes to small and no shirt as he usually got to warm during the night. “Dad, you can wear my clothes and I’ll wear some of yours…then I CALL DRIVER!” John said raising his hand.
“No one’s going ANYWERE until I figure out what is going on!” Kat screamed, her eight-year-old voice very high pitched and you could tell she was angry. Not only at who ever did this but also at the fact she had no idea what was going on if it WASN’T a prank…
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 2:08:04 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, well I CALL beating up Da!" Noah said, and rushed at Brent on the couch. He pushed John lightly out of the way as he was going, and ended up sitting on the couch with his arms locked around Brent, who was sitting on top of him, squirming and helpless.
"Noah, this is not funny," Brent said, trying to sound serious. It might have succeeded if it didn't sound like he had a flute stuck in his throat. Noah simply laughed and looked at Kat. Suddenly a pillow came flying out of nowhere and hit Noah in the side of the head, hard. He let go of Brent and almost lost his balance on the couch.
Kira watched as Brent jumped away from his son (Merlin, this would take some getting used to) and said, "This is no time for jokes and games! FYI, BECCA will be driving if we go anywhere, because she's more mature than BOTH of you combined. Even if...well...not physically, considering all of us are now in our 20's." She stopped for a second, and Noah started to make a response as he recovered, but Kira cut him off. "Argue with me, and I swear to Merlin I will hit you with this pillow so hard that you will TIME WARP back to being a puny SEVEN YEAR OLD!" Noah shut up.
"Becca, feel free to follow up on that threat if needed. I'm going to change," Kira said, throwing her the pillow and walking to Kat's room.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 18:25:55 GMT -5
“I just want to know what’s going on…I’m supposed to go see Gwen today…her play for Cinderella is tomorrow…but I can’t go out looking like this…I’m only 7!” Becca said and Kat walked over trying to consol Becca again.
“Look everyone, just calm down. First, we will see if this is simply a prank. Maybe your uncle Jake thought this would be some kind of a joke. Secondly, Brent…you need to get dressed…and be careful not to trip over the bottom of the pajama’s going up the stairs.” Kat said seriously and Becca nodded going and grabbing her mom’s phone and handing it to her. Kat dialed and listened to it rings waiting for Jake to pick up.
Meanwhile John was looking around and smiled when he found something, a CAMERA! Wouldn’t it be cool to know what you would look like in the future? And man! If he really would look like this…he’d be almost as cool as the rest of the guys in his family…well…except his Uncle Jake cause Jake was blonde…but even STILL!
“OH! And Kira’s right….neither of you are getting behind that wheel…if anything I am and no one is beating up dad either!” Becca said turning on her brothers a small glare in her eyes. Her seven year-old fireriness somewhat returning, but it was obvious she was still scared and nervous.
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 18:37:04 GMT -5
"When did Kira become the voice of reason?" Noah muttered disappointedly. He ran a hand through his hair and frowned. It felt really different from when he was a seven year old. "And why do you get to? You don't know how to drive either!" he added.
"Because Becca is responsible, and frankly, both of you can get seriously hurt at playgrounds and inside houses," Brent spoke up in his high voice. Noah almost laughed and made a sarcastic remark, but he shut up when Brent glared at him.
After five rings, Jake answered. "Hullo?" he asked sleepily. He hadn't yet noticed that his voice was high-pitched, and for some reason he sounded exactly like the old Noah...old meaning previous, not elder. On the other end of the conversation, Jake was getting out of bed (wondering why it was so far to the ground) and standing. His cell phone had been on vibrate and woken him up. He waited for the person on the other end to explain who they were and why the hell they were waking him up. For a fleeting instant, he realized that it could be Lily and he might have missed practice, but then he remembered that it wasn't until that night.
Brent trudged up the stairs and into Noah's room. He threw on some clothes before coming back downstairs, looking disgruntled. "I am not going through puberty twice," he muttered under his breath as he walked back to the couch.
Kira came out a minute later, looking like she had seen a ghost. She walked over to Becca and Kat, wide-eyed, and sat down heavily in a chair.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 18:49:16 GMT -5
Kat walked out of the room and into the kitchen and closed the door, though it didn’t do any good as her voice easily carried. “JAKE TRIPP!!! I’M GOING TO KICK YOUR BLOODY FUCKING ARSE UNLESS YOU REVERSE THIS PRANK IN THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES! I WILL NOT CONTINUE TO BE IN THE BODY OF AN EIGHT YEAR OLD NOR WILL I MAKE MY DAUGHTER FREAK ABOUT BEING IN THE BODY OF A TWENTY-FOUR YEAR OLD!!! YOU WILL REVERSE THIS AND YOU WILL REVERSE THIS NOW, OR EIGHT-YEARS-OLD OR NOT I’LL BEAT YOUR BLOODY FUCKING ARSE INTO THE GROUND UNLESS YOU ARE LESS THEN A PULP FERTILIZING THE SOIL!!!!!” Her voice echoed throughout the house and probably over the phone. Her voice was actually a bit lower then normal…so it sounded a bit more evil and menacing when she yelled.
Becca looked at Kira concerned, “What happened Kira? You look really pale…like you saw something you weren’t suppose to…aside from the fact we are all different.” Becca said hugging her sister not only to comfort Kira but herself also.
John laughed, “Come on dad! That would be so funny!” He said laughing a bit and then calming down. He got a thought across his face though and quickly fell down to the ground because laughs were racking his body. Oh…this would have him laughing for a good fifteen or so minutes.
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 18:59:05 GMT -5
"Hullo?" Jake said again, and suddenly Kat's voice filled the whole room. Thankfully, Natalie wasn't there, so only him and one other person heard Kat's cursing: Earth and everyone on her. He winced and tore the phone away from his ear violently, and then frowned. Why did his arm look so puny? Oh...dear...Merlin. He rushed to the bathroom while still hearing Kat screaming and looked in the mirror. "MERLIN'S SOCKS! I BLOODY LOOK LIKE NOAH!" he yelled, and his high voice (although it was lower than Brent's) was loud enough to be heard by everyone in the Potter-Tripp Residence through the phone.
Noah covered Brent's ears, but took his hands off when Brent turned around and sent him a death glare. "I've bloody heard swear words before, as have you. If anyone's ears SHOULD be covered, they're yours," he said venomously. Noah laughed and turned to John. "What's wrong with you?" he asked, half smiling.
"I just realized something..." Kira said slowly and quietly to Becca. "John's right...boys look at girls that are adults. Like Andrew...I don't want boys to look at me! They're icky!" she hissed, her voice never rising above a whisper.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 19:16:20 GMT -5
“Wait….your younger too? So you didn’t do this. Jake…if you are joking I’ll kill you.” Kat hissed into the phone. So…if Jake HADN’T done this…, which she was sure, was true now…then what the bloody hell was going on? Why did this happen and how quickly could they reverse it. “Call Emma and everyone else including Nat’s and see if the same thing has happened to them.” Kat added.
John after a good few minutes of laughing was finally able to breathe and explain, “Imagine mom not being mad at dad….and them….sharing…a…bed….and….what if…” He said before loosing himself to laugher though it was easy to figure out where he was going. He was sick and corrupted and everything in his mind turned into a sexual innuendo anyways. Then he paused…what would Gwen look like now?
“If everyone’s like this…that means Andrew’s a kid too…and even if he is a pervert…we’re bigger then him now…and his nuts will have shrunk anyways.” Becca said with a smile hugging her sister and reassuring herself of the same thing. “But I agree…I don’t want ANYONE looking at me…”
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 19:43:53 GMT -5
"No I didn't bloody do this!" Jake yelled, quieting down a little, though. "Whoever did is gonna die..." he added, looking at himself again. "I'm freaking Noah...why do I look like Noah? I haven't looked like this in...in...15 years!" he said, mostly talking to himself.
"Would you bloody finish the sentence?" Noah asked John impatiently.
"No, keep laughing!" Brent cut in, running at John on his small legs and trying to get him to shut up. Whatever he said was not going to be family appropriate...
"But now there will be people like Andrew anyway!" Kira said, still chalk white in the face. "EEEEEWWW!!!"
//Sorry, can't think...//
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 19:58:00 GMT -5
“You want to talk about WEIRD! MY DAUGHTERS ARE FREAKING OUT AND I BARELY GO UP TO THEIR WAISTS! THAT IS WHAT IS WEIRD!” Kat screamed the last part, as she was very upset by this face. She could not comfort her daughters and would have to sit on THEIR laps to even THINK about looking into their eyes somewhat leveled.
“Well…think….about it….what if they want another kid? Mom becomes the first pregnant eight year old cause dad banged her brains out!” John said as he walked away and out of reach of his father before he fell over laughing at the thought again…two….rabbit….like….horny….eight-year-olds…
“No…Andrew will still be Andrew…just in mini form….and then we can find a spell to castrate him…so when his gonna be little nuts are cut off….when he gets bigger….no nuts STAY no nuts!” Becca said excitedly.
//Yes….7-year-olds are saying this…but I was this corrupted as a 7-year-old…//
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 20:37:27 GMT -5
//I wasn't...I didn't even start swearing until age 11!//
"I'M THE FIRST QUIDDITCH MVP TO BE SHORTER THAN A BROOMSTICK!" Jake yelled back, determined to keep as much sympathy as he could for himself. "At least you have someone else there, Nats isn't even-oh...if Natalie is like this...outside...I'll call you back!" Jake hung up and immediately redialed a different number...
"But I doubt they could..." Noah said. "Because the body thing is reversed...HOLY! That means..." He suddenly turned serious and looked at Kira and Becca. "You two are not leaving my sight for half a second," he warned them.
Brent struggled to tackle John and failed. He jumped on him on the ground and put a hand over his mouth. It would have been funny if it weren't so inappropriate.
"SHUT UP, NOAH!" Kira screamed at her brother, throwing a pillow hard at his face and knocking him back onto the couch.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 21:00:44 GMT -5
Kat was going to reply with something like how Lily really had no competition now for being the youngest captain EVER for a quidditch team…at the age of six she would have that title easily. Instead, Kat just sighed and put in quick call to Chris, seeing that he had the same problem. Dealing with Gwen when she was ten and shorter then him easy….make her 26 though and she turns into a diva whose acting career just HAS to take off and doesn’t care that she is really only ten…just that she can be taller then her father now so nothing could stand in her father.
“NOAH! EWWW!!! WHY WOULD WE DO THAT YOU SICK PERVERT! It’s not like either of us are sluts or have sex on the brain like most men do…at least according to mom, aunt Lily, aunt Emma and both grandma’s…” Becca said muttering the last part.
John easily was able to pick his father up and hold him in his lap so that Brent wasn’t covering his mouth anymore. “No…it’s still possible…they just couldn’t get pregnant. The principles are still the same.” John said.
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 21:13:28 GMT -5
"Well, you don't know what's gonna happen now that you're older. So I'm going to watch you anyway," Noah responded, sticking his tongue out at them.
"If you don't bloody shut up, I'm going to kick you where you really won't like it," she warned, eyes cutting daggers at him.
"Be quiet, Johnathon!" Brent said, kicking wildly at him. They weren't very strong, considering the fact that he was now young and small. Maybe he would get a good one in that would get John to stop thinking what he was thinking and start thinking about what they were going to do until this changed back.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 2, 2008 22:17:19 GMT -5
“Noah….I will take our plan for Andrew and transfer it to you and make it a billion times more painful on the simple fact that you ARE our brother and that is reason enough. Same for you John…I will not hesitate to bodily harm the BOTH of you! We have a serious situation and if you are seriously worrying about how Kira and I dress, I’ll walk out their BLOODY NAKED! I’m SEVEN! I don’t care if people see me.” Becca spat glaring at Noah, her tone, body language and eyes both conveyed the fact that she was serious. She would walk out onto the street naked and not give a rat’s ass.
“Ah, ah ah Dad.” John said standing up and taking Brent’s hands in one hand and his ankles in the other. “It seems as if I work out like you and Uncle James do…cause you are easy to pick up…and you shouldn’t hit me…you could damage something and by the way your bed thumps whatever nights you aren’t sleeping on the couch…which I agree isn’t many…ya’ll need to NOT damage anything.” John said seriously. Yes…he did probably hang around the wrong crowd…but he was a musician…what did you expect?
Kat walked into the living room and sighed, debating whether or not to just walk back out but didn’t. “Ok, this isn’t a prank. Something happened to the entire wizarding world and everyone is like this.” She explained.
Becca smiled and turned to her mother, “LET’S GO SEE UNCLE CHRIS AND GWEN!!!” She said.
John smiled also and nodded…Gwen had to be a knock out now…well…if her acting career took off like she had planned it to.
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Post by Daniel on Feb 2, 2008 22:47:33 GMT -5
"You guys love me too much to think of me as worse than Andrew," Noah said, smiling innocently. "John on the other hand..." he added with a laugh and a nudge at John's ribs with the toe of his shoe.
Brent twisted violently, but couldn't break free. He suddenly remembered some Auror training. It involved twisting the opponent's wrist in a way that would force them to let go. Deciding that he needed a little bit more of an advantage, Brent threw his head down toward John as a distraction, stopping a few inches away from John's own head, and then twisted his ankles and jerked them apart in an effort to make him let go.
Kira did not look at all happy at Noah or John, "Would you guys stop all ready? Or we'll imagine both of you as Andrew and you'll both be screwed," she said, trying not to let her anger get the better of her and failing.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 3, 2008 17:46:22 GMT -5
“No actually….my love for you is unconditional as you should know, but I have no choice in that….my LIKING you is a totally different matter and in which case I despise both of you as much as I do Andrew Flaherty.” Becca said calmly, giving a small shrug of her shoulders to show she really didn’t care and it was true.
John swung Brent around, placed him on the couch and sat on him. It was light enough not to squish him, but hard enough to keep him still. He then grabbed Brent’s mouth also and kept it close, “No biting dad, and stay still. We need to figure things out and your yammering isn’t helping.” He said.
Kat sighed, “ENOUGH!!!” She screamed, “CALM DOWN, SIT DOWN, AND SHUT YOUR TRAPS BEFORE I TAPE YOU ALL TO CHAIRS!!!!”
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Post by Daniel on Feb 3, 2008 17:57:33 GMT -5
Noah almost retorted a response, but stopped when Kat started yelling. He shut up and sat down in a chair, although he had no intention of letting his mother tape him to it. He yawned and stuck his tongue out at his sisters.
Brent continued to squirm as much as he could under the weight of his son. "Ohn! It mff ee!" He gurgled loudly, which was supposed to be 'John! Get off me!' He sent Kat a helpless look.
Kira, by now extremely sick of her brothers being immature jerks, gently took the pillow back from Becca and walked over to John. "Get...off...of...Brent..." she said. Brent didn't know whether he was happy or really freaked out. Not only was his daughter protecting him from his own son, she was also calling him by his first name.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 3, 2008 18:53:13 GMT -5
“First of all, it is dad or father, and no. He was trying to cause trouble and running around. He could have broken something. I’ll let him talk when mom addresses him, but he needs to behave and calm down before I let him go.” John said seriously, putting a bit more of his weight on his father so he would hold still.
Kat sighed, “Everyone just sit down…John…at least let your father breathe and as long as you both are quiet, I don’t care about the situation, it is the least of our problems right now. But the first one to make a loud sound will end up tapped to a chair and when all this is fixed find themselves on the WRONG side of MY wand.” Kat said looking up at John and over to Brent. “Everyone is going through this. It’s not just us…something has happened to the wizarding world.”
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Post by Daniel on Feb 3, 2008 20:39:57 GMT -5
Kira gave John a quick smack in the side of the head with her pillow just because she felt like it before heading back over to Becca and sitting down sulkily. She handed the pillow to her sister because she didn't think she could control herself enough to not whip it at someone's head when they said something stupid.
Brent by now was completely unable to breathe under John's weight. Apparently his son wasn't quite aware of the full difference in size that had occurred overnight. His breaths became shallower on his hand and his face began to turn to a tinged blue color because of the pressure on his small lungs.
Noah simply watched his mother, wondering how he could bend this situation to his benefit without being grounded for a year. He began taking mental notes of how to do it.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 3, 2008 21:07:38 GMT -5
Becca took the pillow and looked at John and her father and then got up and began smacking John as hard as she could. “You’re hurting DADDY! HE CAN’T BREATHE!” Becca screamed and John jumped up as Becca fell to her knees. “Daddy….daddy? Are you ok?” She asked, her voice soft and small sounding, her eyes swimming with brimming tears.
John watched…whoops….ok….so he squished his father…what other child who grew a forever amount of years over night but still kept his 7-year-old mind and didn’t know his own weight WOULDN’T? He was completely innocent.
Kat sighed and walked over looking at Brent, “He’ll be fine…he just needs to get his breath…but John…don’t sit on him anymore. NOW! We have to figure this OUT!” Kat said.
“Let’s go visit Gwen and Chris…then we can all figure it out together.” Becca said and John nodded, very much wanted to see Gwen all grown up.
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Post by Daniel on Feb 3, 2008 21:19:34 GMT -5
Brent was motionless for a few seconds after John got off of him before finally taking a deep breath. Inhale, exhale...Inhale, exhale...Finally, his face turned back to its normal color. Sighing, Brent shakily stood up and walked over to Noah, who was still sitting, although now on the ground. Brent leaned his weight onto his son, still breathing heavily, and said to Kat, "I didn't think I would be this small compared to them until I got really, really old."
Kira nodded. "So, what could have possibly done this? Apparently it's not a prank--and if it is, someone's gonna die--so I'm not sure how exactly we can reverse it. OK, step one. Who knows the most about pranks?" she asked.
"Jake," Noah and Brent both said. "But he's not there now, and I want to change this ASAP," Brent added. Kira took a breath. "OK, next best person then?"
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 7, 2008 21:39:54 GMT -5
“Even then I never planned to be this small compared to my children. Maybe the boys would be a foot and a few inches taller…but I never expected to barely pass the waist of my daughters and have the top of my head be the very bottom of the waists on my sons.” Kat said jumping up onto the couch and situating herself comfortably. “Okay, so it’s been figured that this has happened to the entire wizarding world and maybe even all of the muggle world. What happened…I don’t know…but it could reverse at any time.”
“I say we go figure this all out at Gwen and Chris’s house. I mean, it would be better, the more minds we have working on this. Besides…we could have Uncle James, Uncle Jake, Cousin/Auntie Natalie, Auntie Emma and Auntie Lily meet us there…OH MAN!!! AUNITE LILY!!! SHE HAS TO BE SMALL TOO!!! AND UNCLE JAMESY!!! Oh they both have to be soooooo cute!!!” Becca said thinking about it and smiling as she stood up and did a small twirl at the happy thoughts running through her head.
“I think everyone has been affected and finding a prankster isn’t going to reverse this…this is HUGE and not ONE person could do ALL this.” Kat said being the voice of reason.
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Post by Daniel on Feb 7, 2008 22:31:40 GMT -5
"Oh sure, be the smart one," Brent said jokingly, giving Kat a playful nudge and then wincing at the pain in his chest. It still hurt a bit to move after the whole being squashed experience...He turned to Becca and gave a small smile. Although he didn't want to say it, he was just as eager to see everyone else as children.
Kira tried to sound happier than she felt. "OK...let's go," she agreed, deciding it might help to go see Gwen and Chris. Plus, that might involve driving...She smirked, but passed it off as a 'reassuring smile'.
Noah nodded. "It's OK, Mum. At least you're a cute wittle eight year old," he joked in a kindergarten teacher voice. Half an hour of teenage life had made him even bolder than usual.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 8, 2008 18:40:46 GMT -5
“I’m ALWAYS the smart one…though I do wonder how you got into Ravenclaw without being the smart one.” Kat said and Becca smile, “I think he bribed the hat mommy…or at least…that’s what Grandma Tripp always says.” She said with a giggle. “And fine, we can go. But! We are WALKING! There is no way I trust ANY of you behind the wheel of a car, and I do not trust this squeaky voice of mine on a floo network.” Kat said. “By the way Noah…you’re under house/room arrest aside from this one trip, and no toys and no music. You will be in your room only allowed out for bathroom for 3 days and meals will be brought to you. You’re grounded already anyways and you just dug yourself in deeper.” Kat said. (Notice how time hasn’t really passed that much since that first day in the park.)
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