"Um Glo can we get some clothes that fit?"
Gloria glanced at Felicia, the adorable blond child clutching her jeans and shirt tightly to her body. Nodding she now complied, the former teens watching as their teenage clothing shrank down into childish proportions. The girls furrowed their brows though as they felt their useless bras vanish underneath their shirts. "I hope those come back when we grow up," Gloria mumbled.
"Any idea why this happened," Naomi asked.
"My guess," Gloria stated. "Duke was thinking about his childhood and previous birthdays."
"More like lack of birthdays," Duke grumbled. "Last time I had a birthday party was when I was nine."
"Wait does that mean we're going to become nine," Adam exclaimed. "I don't want to become even younger! I mean look at me. I'm just a little kid now."
"Your the biggest one in the group Adam " Diane said.
"And the chunkiest," Felicia teased. Adam frowned, turning to his childish girlfriend. "I was big boned Felicia," he whined. "And it all turned to muscle when I got older."
"Aww don't worry chubby," Felicia teased, giving her taller boyfriend an impish smile. "I still like you. In fact I want to pinch those chubby cheeks SOOOO much." Felicia now reached up, squeezing Adams cherubic cheeks, causing the husky child to whine in annoyance. Duke now turned to Sasha, his shoulders slumping. "You wanna get something to drink?"
Sasha nodded, the two 10 year olds now quietly leaving their friends as they made their way into the kitchen. As they did Sasha began to take stock of herself and her damphir boyfriend.
It amazed her how small and skinny the two of them were. Sasha couldn't be more than 4 and a half feet tall now. The loss of 14 or 15 inches of height gave the girl a sense of vertigo. Cabinets loomed over head, the freezer stood forehead level meaning she need to stand on tip toe, even the counters rested higher now resting chest high to her.
Duke was even smaller than she was, coming in around 4'2" or 4'3". As 18 year olds the two stood at relatively the same height, now the raven haired girl felt like an Amazon next to her diminutive boyfriend.
"Wow and I thought you were skinny when we first met," she said, glancing over at Duke. Duke blushed, his cheeks burning crimson as he cast his magenta eyes up at Sasha. "I know I was small for my age," he groaned. "But your one to talk. I mean look at you and your bony butt."
Sasha frowned, flinching at Duke causing the smaller boy to wince. "Ha two for flinching," she giggled, lightly punching the smaller boy in the arm. Duke now rubbed the sore spot before giving her a warm smile. "Guess you were right. Little Sasha can beat up Little Duke.:
Sasha giggled, placing her arm around Duke as they now scanned the kitchen for something to drink. "Told you," she said. "You were the one that wanted to see what I looked like as a kid, so what do you think?"
Duke paused, studying this fourth grade version of the girl he had fallen in love with. "Well," he said. "I still think you're cute but, you definitely seem intimidating."
"Gloria and the others said the same thing when we were this age," she laughed. Sasha now paused as she looked over Duke. Despite being reduced to a child, she couldn't help still having feelings for him. Dukes round, adorably childish face with a mop of dark hair and magenta eyes, she still loved him. Even if her body was too young at the moment to process exactly what love was. "So you think I'm cute," she asked shyly.
Duke nodded, the boy gazing into Sashas wide blue eyes. She was adorable, in a tomboyish way. "Absolutely," he said. "If we had met when we were this age for real I probably would have had a crush on you. I probably also would have been terrified of you too."
The two children now giggled, shyly averting their eyes before gazing at one another. A feeling of awkwardness hanging over them the way two kids would feel the first time they had a crush on one another. Sasha now steeled herself, leaning in and giving Duke an innocent kiss.
Dukes eyes went wide, the boys mouth gaping open as he stared at the skinny dark haired girl in front of him. "Wow," he whispered. A smug smile now crossing his childish face. "I guess that counts as my first kiss."
"Your welcome," Sasha smiled. "Guess you'll be the talk of playground now."
Duke laughed, appreciating Sashas humor as he placed his hands on his hips triumphantly. "You know it. I'm the coolest fourth grader ever!"
"Dont get too full of yourself Romeo," Sasha smirked. "We still need to get glasses to drink." Sasha and Duke now turned to the cabinet, seeing the glasses loom over their heads. Approaching the children now stood on tiptoe toe, their fingers brushing against the glass but unable to get a firm grip on them.
"Geez were short," Sasha groaned. Duke now rubbed his chin, an impish smirk plastering itself across his face. The 10 year old now clamoring up onto the counters before kneeling. Duke now turned to Sasha, extending a hand to his girlfriend. "Need a hand up My lady?"
Sasha chuckled, taking Dukes hand as she now joined him on the countertop. It had been years since she had had to do this in order to reach something. The whole idea causing her too not only laugh but feel a certain long forgotten innocence of childhood. "I haven't done this since.."
"You were a kid," Duke finished, Sasha flashing a smile. "Same here. You need a hand getting down?"
"Nah I got this," Sasha said confidently, the dark haired girl now sliding off the counter with glasses in hand. As the two stool in the kitchen for a moment they smiled, Duke taking Sashas small hand in his. "Thanks for this Sasha," he said softly. "This is really proving to be the best birthday I've ever had."