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Oct 24, 2008 21:15

The walk to Compound seemed much farther when your legs are suddenly quite small and you're barefoot to boot. Karen had offered her trainers, but he had declined. Nothing was going to get him in a pair of pink sneakers that velcro-ed, and that included being unexpectedly six.

Still, though, eventually they got there. Rollie went to make breakfast with Karen in tow, and Shadow went down toward Ainsley's room. He hoped she was normal sized and aged. As much as spending a day with a miniature Ainsley would be tons of fun, he'd rather it happen when he was his own size.

He reached up and knocked quietly then after a moment stuck his head (and substantial hair) through the door.

plot: halloween, ainsley

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