He was about to walk up to her computer and use the Chronivac to fix himself when he heard his sister call for him: “Jeffy, are you okay up there?”
He froze. "I'm fine!" he shouted back... more like shrieked back.
So, Emily was keeping close tabs on him. He would have to be stealthy about this to keep her from coming upstairs to check on him. He stomped as loudly as his little feet would allow, which wasn't much, all the way to the bathroom. Then, he stomped into the room, took hold of the door knob, and walked back out of the room, pulling the heavy door shut after him. It closed with a light but noticeable slam. "That ought to do it," he whispered to himself. He then tiptoed back to Emily's bedroom and quickly leapt up onto her chair to wake up her computer.
He found that the keyboard felt a bit too big and too far away from him if he sat normally on her chair, so he pulled his little legs up under him and knelt on her chair to improve his elevation and reach. In the back of his mind, he imagined he must look cute curled up there on her big chair, pecking away one key at a time with his little fingers. He had to focus, though, as just using a mouse seemed a bit more cumbersome than before now that it felt at least twice as big as it had been. Eventually, he managed to pull up the Chronivac controls and found no warning signs or error messages. He even managed to scan himself and Emily again. All of their settings seemed to fit with reality as it was.
"Maybe it really IS working now," he said uncertainly but with growing hope.
His first impulse was just to change his age back to normal, but he hesitated as he reached for the mouse. What if the machine malfunctioned again? He worried. Who knows what would happen then? If he got any younger, he might not even be old enough to reach the keyboard. Then, he'd be really stuck. Maybe he could just age himself up a little as a test. That might be safer. Still, Emily might come upstairs any minute now to check on him. He would have to hurry. And, anyway, he was sick of being small. He wanted to grow up immediately if he could.
"What do I do?" he asked.