You decide that there really isn't any surprise if you were to tell one of the girls about you being able to shrink yourself. There's pretty much a 0% chance that Ashley would believe you until it happened, and Bianca is too much of a blabbermouth to ever properly keep a secret, she'd absolutely spill the beans immediately! But it's definitely dangerous to do this without telling someone, so it looks like you'll have to tell mom, which is probably the smartest choice anyway, if you plan on using the remote again in the future.
You pick up the remote and put it in your pocket, before leaving your room and heading down to the living room where mom most likely is. Sure enough there she is, watching the television.Her hair fixed slightly better compared to when you last saw her a few minutes ago, but still fairly messy.
"Hey mom, can I tell you something real quick, before the girls get here?" You speak up, surprising her slightly, she was too focused on the TV again.
"Sure, what is it, sweetie?" She asks, taking a chip from the table and eating it in one bite.
You prepare yourself for one weird conversation. "Well...it's about this remote here that I found in my room..."
*Knock**Knock**Knock*
Before you could finish, you're interrupted by a series of knocks on the door. Both of you turn to face the door. Forgetting about the conversation, you're mom let's out a quick "Oh!" before getting up and dashing over to the door. It's still pretty early for Bianca and Ashley to get here, so this must be...
"Ahhhh!" Your thoughts are confirmed immediately by the sounds of small squeals and the sight of your mother and Cynthia hugging each other in your doorway. You're used to this so you just stand there and wait for them to finish, tuning out the sounds of rapid fire talking and giggling. Eventually, they calm down slightly and they both come into the house properly.
"Oh, I see you weren't the only one waiting eagerly for me to arrive!" Cynthia jokes before coming over to hug you in greeting as well.
"No no, he's just waiting for his girlfriend to get here." Mom corrects, going back to the couch.
Cynthia gasps. "This early in the morning? Somebody needs to tell you two to control yourself!" She says with a laugh.
"Alright, new topic please." You try to steer the conversation, not really comfortable talking about that around your mom or your neighbour.
"Oh, that's right! You had something you wanted to tell me before, didn't you Ethan?" Mom says, finally remembering the reason you're here in the first place.
Cynthia gives you a look. "Oh really? Are you keeping secrets from everybody again? You remember what happened last time!" She says the last part with a laugh, your mom laughing too.
You shudder, no way you're reliving that memory.
"I just wanted to tell you about this remote." You say, as you pull the remote out of your pocket, to what could only be described as a reaction of apathy and confusion.
"What, that's it? Boorrriinnggg!" Cynthia mocks you, before flopping onto the couch next to mom.
"It's not just a remote!" You continue, annoyed. "It's a remote that shrinks things...somehow. I was planning on using it when the girls arrived, and I thought you should know before they do in case something happened." You add.
The confusion on their faces only increases, as both women give you a look.
"Hey Kathy, I think your son started drinking earlier than we did!" Cynthia teases.
"It does sound pretty unbelievable, honey." Your mom lightly puts you down.
"You might not believe it, but I'm serious! I tried it out before on my desk!" You attempt to convince them.
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