Bill felt horrible as he tried to not to get overwhelmed by the tiny woman in his hands. In just the span of twenty minutes, he'd gone through several different versions of reality, and now the one thing that had changed everything was now broken and potentially even more dangerous to even use!
"God, Willow, I'm sorry" Bill said, glancing down at his future daughter turned older sibling, who was too busy freaking out to really notice.
Bill opened the door from the garage into the kitchen and made a bee line for the table, setting Willow down as carefully as he could before looking around for Tammy and Gloria, seeing nothing but a empty table.
"Tammy? Gloria?" Bill said in a sudden panic as he looked down at the floor, the reality that the two had fallen to a messy death a terrifying possibility, only to hear a deep chuckle that was more like a grunt. Bill spun on his heel at the sound and a electric current of shock and alarm traveled down his spine at the source of the noise.
There, standing by the basement door and holding Tammy and Gloria in one hand, was the walking mass of muscle that called itself Rob Bolstrum. The former head bully of Shermer High, now a disgraced lackey under the thumb of the new head bully, Jon Ingerman, was roughly stroking the heads of the two girls with his free index finger, the girls clearly screaming in fear and pain from being held in his vice-like grip.
"Just the little shit I was looking for. Hello, Strasserman" Rob growled, taking a step forward and causing Bill to take a step back, stepping in front of the tiny form of Willow, who was currently screaming from the top of the table. "Love the dolls, always knew you were a weird faggot"
"Wh-what the hell do you want, Bolstrum!?" Bill said as the shock wore off and the hateful adrenaline kicked in, "What the fuck are you doing in my house!?"
Rob smiled, his thick piggish lips parting to reveal a full set of yellowed teeth and a cloud of foul breath that made Tammy and Gloria visibly gag. the bully eyed the two shrunken girls one last time before he leaned against the counter top of the kitchen's island, dropping Tammy and Gloria into the empty sink with almost an afterthought.
"I've been waiting for you, Strasserman. Big Jon sent me, he says it's fucking judgement day for you" Rob's voice was the typical growl that Bill was more than familiar with. But before Bill could raise his fists, Rob broke out into a rumbling laugh that BIll felt just as much as he heard. On the table and in the sink, Willow, Tammy and Gloria all clutched at their ears in pain as the giant above them guffawed, ignorant of their pain.
"Easy, Shitterman!" Rob said as he reined his laughter in, a handful of final chuckles fading away like thunder in the distance, "I'm not going to do anything! I'm here to help us solve a...mutual problem"
Bill refused to drop his guard as he kept his eyes locked on Bolstrum. He had learned, from experience, that you never took your eyes off your attacker. "So, what do you want then?" Bill sneered, feeling his fists tighten further. He had to get Tammy, WIllow and Gloria away from Rob. He'd kill them on accident, or worse.
"I'll tell you, but you have to tell me how you got these" bolstrum said, pointing a finger down into the sink, "I knew you and Ackerton were geeks, but this is impossible! How'd you get Titsapolous and Ackerton together and how'd you make then small? Tell me, and I'll tell you why I'm here.
Bill simply glared at Rob before the bully rolled his eyes and stuck a finger down into the sink that contained Tammy and Gloria and gave it a flick, a small thud echoing off the far side of the basin as one of the girls, Bill couldn't tell which, was flung by Rob's cruel action.
"Or I can sit here and play with my new toys. Either way, I'm not going anywhere" Rob sounded bored but the look in his eyes was anything but. He made to attack the girls again, spurring Bill into action.