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[goingtodorking]

Even though she's six now, quite often, Karen still clambers into bed with Rollie or Shadow. She has nightmares, or she wakes up feeling homesick or she wakes up and her feet have been sticking out of the bed and she's cold. That particular night, she ended up in Shadow's bed, and, just as the sun is rising, she startles awake. She flails a

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[palmthemoon]

Shadow started awake at the scream and managed to sit up and ask a groggy "What's th' mattter?" before realizing just what was the matter.

For one thing, his voice was tiny and high. If he hadn't heard himself saying it, he wouldn't have believed it was him. Not in a million years.

What was worse was that he was quickly starting to notice that the rest of him was just as tiny. The t-shirt he'd gone to bed in was down to his wrists, and he was all but downing in the boxers.

He put a tiny hand to his tiny head and, oh God, he had hair too.

Shadow looked at her with very wide eyes. "Karen?"

[goingtodorking]

"How do you know my name?"

Karen's still far too loud for so early in the morning. At home, Daddy had a rule about shouting, but there's a BOY in Shadow's BED, and Shadow isn't anywhere.

"Who are you!"

[palmthemoon]

"Karen, it's me. Shadow." He looked at her and she was so much bigger than she should be.

He held his hands out to her, but they were so much smaller and delicate than they should have been that he couldn't help stare at them.

"It's really me," he said insistently. "I just-" He frowned. "Am small. With hair."

[goingtodorking]

"You're not Shadow!" Karen's very sure this isn't Shadow. "Shadow's a giant! And you're the same size as me! Stop telling lies, or you'll have to..."

She grasps for a suitable threat.

"Or I'll tell Rollie, and he'll make you go sit on the naughty step!"