Leaping backwards in surprise, you automatically twist the knob backwards, in a strangely familiar fashion. The bear had just leapt into the air and was lunging toward you. You ignore the feeling of Deja Vu in your stomach and begin twisting the knob again, faster and faster. The bear begins shrinking again, his eyes widened as, by the time he reaches you, he's only a cub again.
Reaching downward you pick his shrunken and chubby cub-like body up. He squirms frantically and you threateningly reach for your watch. Recognizing defeat he falls limp in your arms.
"So this is the thanks I get?" You say in a voice you barely recognize as your own, it had a cracked and deeper whiskery sound to it. Maybe this experience made you more of a man. Or maybe you really did swallow your vocal-cords like you felt like you did. "You thought you could attack me after I saved your life, did you? Well I don't tolerate that kind of behavior," You continue talking at the edge of your tongue, you don't know why your saying this, but it sure beats the heck outta watching TV. "Such CHILD-LIKE actions, maybe that's all you really are... An insignificant little cub!" You draw the line there, why the heck were you saying these things, what was making you?