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[When Pilouette wakes up in the morning, she finds that the Malnosso at least had the decency to put her back where they got her. While she's glad to be back, overall she's still pretty upset about the whole thing. Though, she admits to herself, it's probably amazing that she got through a whole year without being specifically targeted and experimented on. The past week is pretty fuzzy. She can hardly remember what happened to her while she was in the Malnosso's custody. It kind of makes her wish she wasn't such a heavy sleeper; it probably made it that much easier for the droids to grab her.

She sits for a moment just blinking her eyes, trying to shake off the groggy feeling the experimentation has left her with. As she sits, she figures it's probably a good idea to let her friends know that she's back, safe and sound (relatively speaking). And if she's going to do that, she has to make herself look presentable first. She climbs out of bed...

...and finds that there now seems to be a much greater drop from her bed to the floor.

The fact that there's a drop at all is worrying. As she sits on the floor, she looks up only to find that the Malnosso have taken her down a few pegs. About four feet worth of pegs to more specific. She now stands at just over a foot tall, now unable to even reach the top of her bed. What follows is approximately five minutes of screaming and flailing as Pilouette simultaneously panics and curses the Malnosso for what they've done.

See, this is why she's always saying mean things about them.

After a while, she does her best to get her head together. She's seventeen. That's practically an adult, right? She can handle this. She can so handle this. She can so totally handle this. First things first! Let her friends know she's okay! Her journal seems to be on top of her bed, though...So she'll just head out and tell them in person! But she quickly finds she can't quite reach the doorknob of her apartment door. She starts moving her only chair towards the door, but finds that she probably wouldn't be able to climb up onto it once she got it there. She can't handle this. She really can't handle this. She just super totally can't handle this.

More screaming. More flailing.

After a few moments, she starts to scramble around her apartment, trying to find something she can use to get out of this predicament. To think she had finally started getting somewhere, learning all kinds of helpful things, working hard so she could contribute and help others...and now she couldn't even open the door to her apartment on her own.

Eventually, she bumps into a table, knocking down a hand mirror and she does not like what she sees. Along with her new height, or lack thereof, she looks more like a crane game prize than she does a teenage girl. ]

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[Making a point to cover up the camera, Pilouette finally gets it together enough to put out a message on the journals. Hopefully, no one will notice her voice sounds just a bit higher pitched than usual.]

It's, um, Pils. Just...Just wanted to let people know that, uh, I'm back now! And I'm pretty much okay! A-Also, uh...

[No. Don't ask. Don't even ask. This is terrible. Embarrassing, even. But, after a moment of thought she sighs. Even if she is practically an adult, at present, she's barely over a foot tall. If she can't get out of her apartment, she can't do anything...]

If someone in Community House 4 could come and open the door to Apartment 9 on the second floor, you would really be helping me a lot. I-It shouldn't be locked either. ...Th-Thanks.

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[From the 21st through the 25th, Pilouette will be attempting to go about her business as normal. That's what an adult would do, right? She's sure she'll be just fine! However, her current state of smallness is only proving to make mundane tasks more difficult. She's literally having to try and climb into her schooldesk, those high shelves at the grocery are suddenly quite a bit higher and...well. Doors. She'll probably even drop by the bakery a few times during the week for a mood raiser.

Plus, those in CH4 may find her doing her best to clean up or even shoving around chairs in the kitchen in an attempt to reach the counters and cook her meals as usual, with little success.]

[[ooc: Feel free to run into her at anytime during the weekdays. By Saturday morning, she'll be back to normal.]]

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[He'll be like her mother and nag her to the end of the world.

Okay, no.]

It's no problem. Heroes are always need to help even with the small things...er, no pun intended.

[But, he watches her struggle...and he can't help but frown a bit.]

Hey, uh, if you need help getting groceries home, I don't mind offering a hand.

[Literally.]

[She sits down on the shelf and glances down at a nearby bag she had been dragging around the store. Thinking about it now, she can't imagine getting her groceries home, even with how little they may be.

She smiles, a little sheepishly.]

Y-yeah, that would actually be like, super helpful. Th-Thanks!

Well, if I'm going to be helping you I might as well give you my name.

[And he'll extend an...index finger out to her. Can't really shake her hand without breaking it.]

The name's Cross Blanchard. Nice ta meet you.

[She takes his finger, again reminded of just how small she is, and offers a polite nod.]

Pilouette Bonheur. Like, um, nice to meet you, too. Could I like, get a hand down from here?

Good to meet you too, Pilouette. And yup, no problem there.

[And he'll help her down all the same.]

All righty~ What do we need to get!?

[She digs around in her bag to see what all she already has. Broth, potatoes, a leek...]

I think the only thing I need left is some milk...

Okay, no problem!

[He'll just walk over to the fridge or the bunker or wherever the keep the milk and get it. It would take him a whole lot less effort right now than having this girl do it.]

Got the milk Pilouette.

Great! Now to just get home! I live in Community House 4, so it's not all that far from here.

[As she speaks, she tries to arrange everything in the bad so it doesn't get too terribly squished.]

Far or not it's not like I was going to leave you in the snow.

[He'll just head over and place the milk inside. Look, nothing's squished!

He'll offer her his hand again for her to climb up on.]

[A little less tense about it this time, she climbs on to his hand again.]

I hope not! Just the walk to get here was like, a total pain...! It's so weird how much further away everything feels when you're tiny, you know?

I can only imagine. Seriously, through all that snow. That was kind of dangerous.

But, yup, I bet.

[He'll start to carry the grocery bag while keeping his other hand steady for her to stand or sit in as he goes towards her place.]

[It takes a short while, but after a bit they finally arrive at CH4. Pilouette stands, excited to be home. If not for Cross' help, she would have been in for another ~~relatively~~ arduous journey.]

All right! Maybe now that I'm home, I can finally cook up something to eat...!

[He'll just set the groceries on the table and let Pils off his hand onto the table.]

Great, well, glad I was able to help you get home. I'll see you later sometime.

[So he'll be going to leave. He wasn't invited to eat with her after all.]

Oh...W-Well, okay! Yeah! Thanks again! A-And um, if you ever need help with anything, like, let me know! I like, totally owe you one, Cross!

[She waves to him, smiling, as he starts walking off.]

It's no problem there, Pilouette! A hero always has to help those in need. So you don't owe me a thing.
[And by then he's out the door.]

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