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Post by observer on Feb 1, 2013 13:38:11 GMT -4
"Well if your going to do that he'll need some of this." Fatso smiled, pulling out some greenish powder and tossing it at the guy.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 1, 2013 14:19:04 GMT -4
She watched as the powder hit him in the face, rather unceremoniously.
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Post by observer on Feb 1, 2013 15:51:18 GMT -4
He coughed a bit between laughs, his body tingling more as his eyebrows were replaced by drawn on lines. He shot Fatso a glance before noticing the two were growing. When he noticed everything was growing it dawned on him that he was actually shrinking.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 1, 2013 22:03:24 GMT -4
His feet pulled off the floor as his legs shrank, and his whole body slipped lower in the booth. However, it seemed getting short wasn't his only issue. He seemed to look more youthful.
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Post by observer on Feb 2, 2013 1:19:45 GMT -4
"Oops, did I use the wrong powder?" Fatso giggled. "Well at least he'll be raised right." She smiled, patting his head as the guys smile started to form. His lips turned teal as his smile set into its permanent home.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 2, 2013 13:28:59 GMT -4
He looks up at Fatso and scowls, which doesn't work as well as he'd have liked with the new smile on his face.
"Cat got your tongue, little man?" Tootles asked him as he rapidly descended towards childhood.
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Post by observer on Feb 2, 2013 14:21:35 GMT -4
He looked to Tootles, sticking his tongue out and blowing a raspberry at her. Fatso quickly grabbed his tongue, making him look like a fish on a hook as she pulled it up. "Nope, I've got his tongue." Fatso giggled as the guy struggled to swat her hands.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 2, 2013 15:24:50 GMT -4
He stopped getting smaller at what appeared to be age six. His tiny hands tried in vain to get Fatso off, until she let go.
"You are mean!" he said. Of course he had wanted to say something else.
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Post by observer on Feb 2, 2013 15:36:38 GMT -4
"Well you are mean and naughty." Fatso said back, sticking her tongue out at him. "Maybe when we're done your new parents will raise you to be nicer."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 4, 2013 0:09:48 GMT -4
"This no fair. Pleas turn me back." he said with watery eyes.
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Post by observer on Feb 5, 2013 1:20:51 GMT -4
"Sorry little boy. We only do silly, not boring." Fatso said, pulling out a seltzer bottle and spraying him. His over-sized clothes quickly changed into a red and orange striped shirt & blue suspender pants with purple polka dots. The suspender's looked to be very worn though.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 6, 2013 1:43:34 GMT -4
He looked rather grumpy still as his ears doubled in size.
"The more he resists, the clownier he gets!" giggled Tootles as she leaned in. "Come on, cheer up, champ."
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Post by observer on Feb 6, 2013 13:48:18 GMT -4
"Maybe a wet willy will liven him up." Fatso giggled, sticking a finger in her mouth. The boy looked up at her nervously as she pulled the wet finger out and held it toward him.
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"Mommy, Daddy...Hehehe...You're missing all da fun...hahaha." Angel laughed as Gigglepie hugged her while Tripsy tickled her belly.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 6, 2013 13:53:01 GMT -4
"No! Get that gross thing away from me." he whined.
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"Oh, what fun your new friend is, Angel." Bo laughed as he walked over.
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Post by observer on Feb 6, 2013 14:01:50 GMT -4
"What's that? Stick it in your ear?" Fatso said, pretending she hadn't heard him correctly. "Well if you say so." She laughed, sticking her wet finger into his big ear.
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"Yeaaaahhahah, but I think they should hehehe stop before..." Angel said between laughs, only for a dripping to start from under her dress. "Uh oh...Looks like you two may have tickled her too much." Bouncy said as Bo rushed over to his blushing little girl.
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