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In memory of Sonic Feet (2007 - 2013) You are at the feet of Sonic and his friends!
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Chapter #6

Not in Kansas Anymore

    by: Servant to the Blue Author IconMail Icon
         You blink as the bright light clears from your eyes leaving your vision a bit spotty, but you can't mistake what you see. You definitely are no longer in your own home, you've been transported via Tails' device. You turn you head to see the large red and white sneakers that immediately give you a bit of a shock. You look at the side of the shoe and immediately realize that your height barely crests where leather meets rubber.The brainy boy, that now towers high above you like a skyscraper, is looking at his device with a mixture of pride and absolute glee.

         "I did it! I did it! I DID IT!!" The mobius-renowned twin appendages seem to wag happily, faster and faster until he begins to hover in the air with excitement, generating strong gusts of wind that nearly fling you across the room. Tails shouts, "I can't believe it, I successfully harnessed Chaos energy! The ramifications of this alone will help create new methods of transport, who knows what else can be discovered with-" The boy is cut short when he looks down and sees your little body, struggling to stand against the air current. He immediately drops to the ground with a hard thud, getting on his hands and knees to inspect you. "Wh-what... I don't understand. How is this possible? You were normal sized when we warped!"

         The fox seems a bit rattled by this new discovery and carefully picks you up, depositing you into the palm of his gloved hand. He gingerly uses a large finger to poke and prod you. Despite this being a dream come true, you feel a bit indignant of being looked at and manipulated like a little toy. "Easy, Easy!" you say. The fox gets a quizzical look across his face. With his free hand, he goes to the messy kitchen table, locating a notepad amongst a sea of parts and wires. You could be lost for hours or days if you accidentally fell in. The boy sets the grid-style notepad on a stable part of the mess, sets you on it and grabs a pencil and a ruler.

         A look of determination sets on his face and his tongue sticks out a bit. "Lie down please." You do as he asks and the pencil begins to move quickly. "Now on your side." You again follow his instructions as he measures you, scribbling down notes and equations. When he is finished, he sighs. "Always something new to figure out isn't there?" You look up at him and he pulls a chair over. He looks at you with his piercingly blue eyes, studying you. After a few moments of uneasy silence, you pipe up, "Um, so what do we do?" The boy blinks and shakes his head, a smile returning to his face. "Well, there are positives and negatives here. Positive: Your diminished size has altered the volume of your voice, but not to the point where it is impossible to hear you. You also are completely intact, there have been no mutations further than what I can only attribute to matter readjustment. Now is the sticky situation, You have been diminished to an inch tall, relative to your previous size and I have no idea why or how this has occurred."

         A moment passes. "So I'm stuck like this." You ask cautiously. The giant nods, his smile is sympathetic, but unwavering. "The bright side here is that A: You have now become my responsibility and B: I know that you're more than okay with that." He chuckles a bit, winking at you. As a warm blush crosses your face, he hops up from his chair excitedly, "But this presents a whole new range of options for us to explore and new theories to be tested! And, in the best way possible, you have become my new project." He smiles and picks you up again. "So, for the time being, what would you like to do? We have the rest of the day to ourselves." You think for a bit and say:
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