By now, a small crowd had gathered. People were staring up at the giant kid, some of them taking pictures or recording with their phones, others had scared looks on their faces, looking like they wanted to run. Out of the crowd, Molly noticed a small girl standing on the sidewalk.
She looked to be around 4 or 5 years old and had been riding her bicycle up and down the street until Molly had decided to grow the boy to 110 feet tall. She didn't look scared like everybody else, just curious, probably wondering how someone could grow to such a large size in a short amount of time.
Making sure the girl couldn't see her, Molly took the gun out again and fired. The girl looked down in amazement as she quickly shot over the heads of the people in the crowd, some of whom had seen enough and decided to run away. Everyone else just backed up, shocked to see the girl growing larger and larger.
When she was the same height as the boy, Molly let go of the trigger, wondering what was going to happen next. Finding a place to stay hidden, Molly watched the girl walk over to the boy, her footsteps causing the ground to shake and rattling nearby houses.
"Hi!" she said happily, waving at the boy as she approached. "I'm Emma. Who's that?" She pointed at the boy's hand.
"That's my dad," the other giant explained. "He likes to yell at me sometimes, but I don't think he'll be doing that anymore."
"Ooh, look!" Emma said, pointing down at the crowd. "More dollies!" She took a step towards them, the ground shaking more violently, causing them all to flee. "No, wait! Come back!" She took one more step, then decided against it, as a few screams could be heard. "Oh, well," she said, shrugging her shoulders and walking back. "I just wanted to play."
Molly was watching all this from her hiding spot, wondering what she should do now? Had this gone on long enough? Should she shrink them both back to normal before things get out of hand? The ground shook again as the girl saw something a few blocks away and started towards it.
"Hey, what's that over there?" Emma said, her shoes accidentally crushing a few cars along the way. Molly heard a loud crunching sound a few seconds later and guessed the girl had accidentally stepped on a garage or house.
"Oops," her voice boomed. "Sorry."
Looking down at the gun in her hand, Molly wondered what to do next...
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