"Hey guys! Over here!" Matt shouted. Mixed feelings of joy and
dread flowed through his body as he saw he captured Bryan's
attention right away. The giant was only about twenty of Matt's
feet away, after all, and not so big that the screaming of such a
tiny man would escape him.
"What's that?" Bryan asked, startled. He'd been about to wish
Brett would make himself even smaller when he heard the tiny
yelling.
"Over here!" Matt repeated, jumping up and down on the bed.
"Brett, wait right there," Bryan said ominously and then stepped
closer to Matt. "Damn, it's you, Matt! What the hell happened to
you? What's going on here, anyway?"
Matt was embarrassed at his role in the sequence of events that
led to his current diminished (and diminishing) position. He was
also in awe of the replica of Mr. DeSoto's body that towered over
him. He stared stupidly for a moment before shrugging his
shoulders.
"You don't know what happened?" Bryan asked incredulously.
"Why are my father and this other guy frozen when you can move,
anyway?"
Matt gritted his teeth and lied through them. "I don't know. That
big man did something to me and your father and then brought
us up here. Then they, uh, started doing stuff and suddenly just
froze."
The scene was strange enough that Bryan had no trouble
believing the story. He'd never liked Matt very much, but he had
no reason to disbelieve him. But in staring at the little man, he
noticed something else strange.
"Matt, you're still shrinking!"
"Uh, yeah. I'm, uh, supposed to get smaller around your father's
balls. That big man wished it!" Matt explained quickly.
For Bryan, all of this was too good to be true. He didn't know what
had happened for the big man to lose control of the situation, but
the giant's loss was his gain. He thought it over and decided that
he had lucked into a very good position. The question was . . .
what was he going to do next?