Chapter 8 - Mason and the Minish Door, Part 1

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 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.

"Arr, that's what ye think, but I'll be makin' ye walk the space-plank, scurvy dog!"

"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. "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."

"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. 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.

"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.

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.

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.

"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.