Blake continued to wave and yell toward his giantess crush, but his tiny voice was not enough to reach Aria's ears. The shrunken boy learned this the hard way when the towering brunette's shoe came down toward him, and she didn't even know she was about to flatten the boy who's been after her affections since middle school...
Poor, little Blake found himself too terrified to run, or even move a muscle, as the titaness's sole stomped right onto his miniscule body...
...
Wait a minute.
...
Blake was shocked to find that he could still feel his limbs, his body, and his head. As the shoe rose off the ground and left him on the floor, he was further surprised to discover that he wasn't reduced to a red smear! No blood loss, no physical deformation at all. He'd survived!
"Thank you, spirits!" Blake whispered, gaining a new appreciation for the ghosts' gift, regardless of the curse that came with it. But then, how would he catch up with the girl of his dreams at his puny size?
Aria continued to walk through the hallway of Opal High, still humming in her golden voice her favorite tune. She did have a talent for music, after all. Though, something seemed different today. Almost as if...someone who usually maintained perfect attendance was...missing? Aria dismissed the thought and kept heading toward the biology classroom.
Fortunately for Blake, Aria wasn't in a rush. Maybe he could catch up with his dream girl, his goddess, if he ran like the wind...
Or...let the wind do all the work!
Smiling to himself, the tiny mage chanted "Air and wind, lift me!" and nearly instantly, a gale blew into him from behind and carried Blake forward, toward his crush. Hopefully, he'd have a soft landing...
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