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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. ]

[Voice]
[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.

[Action]

[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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I opened the door because it wasn't a lot of work and because I was bored. That's all, that's all.

It is really funny seeing you like this, though. How are you going to eat bamboo like that...?

[Because he was bored. Of course that would be it. She mentally scolds herself for even asking.]

I've told you before I don't eat bamboo...! And how is this funny?! I got like, kidnapped in the middle of the night, experimented on and they dumped me back here like this! Me being like this is like, a for real serious issue! I mean, I'm...

[...practically helpless...]

I'm in some real trouble until I'm back to normal.

You were kidnapped, Pilouette? Someone wanted to spend time with you that badly? ...Congratulations!

[He throws his hands up in the air.]

Ah, but you're so small. I don't think you'll be any trouble to handle at all. Don't they have baby food at the grocery store...?

THAT'S NOT WHY THEY KIDNAPPED ME, STUPID! It must be really nice not having to know what kind of stuff goes on here...!

B-B-B...BABY FOOD?! I'm not a baby, you dumb bear! I'm seventeen, I am practically an ADULT, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! YOU'RE SO RUDE, I CAN'T EVEN-!

[She's just gonna continue this squeaky little hissy fit she's having unless she's stopped.]

It's not? Ahhh, that makes sense. It has to be something else.

You're [Not "I'm"] so rude you can't...even lift a vacuum? Did I get it right?

That's not it at all! YOU are so totally rude that I can't even BELIEVE HOW TOTALLY RUDE YOU ARE! Like, how is it even possible to be this rude!? Then again, maybe bears just don't have manners or something...

Anyway, if you're done saying rude stuff, maybe you should go back to your own apartment...!

I'm plenty polite, Pilouette. My mama always says that the best thing about me is that I remember to greet people politely.

Hmm...[He has to think about this, seriously.] There's still a few things I want to say.

[Frustrated, Pilouette sits down on the floor, glaring at him.]

Well, if you've got something else to say, like, go ahead and say it already!

Why is your head so big?

[It begins.]

Wh- How am I supposed to know?! I told you the Malnosso did this to me! I don't know how they did it! I don't think I was even awake for most of the time they had me...!

Was your head always this large compared to your body, though? Maybe we just never noticed it, Pilouette.

OF COURSE NOT! Until now, I looked totally normal! My head has always been perfectly fine!

Are you sure? Can you really be sure, Pilouette?

Y-Yes, I'm sure! If my head was really so huge, I'd notice! P-Plus, you've seen me like, a million times, you should know!

There's always been something weird about your head, you know? I definitely remember that.

W-W-WHAT?! No way! My head's always been totally perfect! Now you're just making stuff up, I know it!

[Though, when she's back to normal, she'll definitely be taking a more careful look at herself.]

Aaaaaaaugh, you're such a jerk!

Mmm, if you say so. Maybe it's just my imagination, but usually your hair is a bit poofier than this, I think.

[He's either trolling or completely oblivious or both, as per usual. Either way, he's the worst roommate ever.]

P-Poofier...No way! I always make sure to fix my hair really well! I-It's never poofy! Is it...?

And! If my hair does look a little different, it's like, because I only just got back! I haven't had a chance to fix it right yet!

Hmm...that might be it. Your hair is probably just dirtier. I'm sure it'll look better when you fix it, Pilouette, don't worry.

[Is he being nice, or...]

W-Well, if it's dirty, it's...it's the Malnosso's fault! I couldn't wash it the way I normally do! No shampoo or conditioner...Or anything!

[Wait, did she even get to wash her hair at all? She can't even remember something like that]

And of course it'll look better when I fix it! I always make my hair look super cute! It might be a little hard without a brush, though. No way can I use mine right now.

Ahhh...! Pilouette, Pilouette! I know how to fix that. Just wait right here, okay? Don't even think about shutting your door, because I'll just open it again, okay?

[And he runs out. Oh, dear, this can't be good.]

Hey, wait-!

[She starts to scramble after him but after a second decides that maybe it's better to just wait for him.

She can't help but feel nervous, though.]

[His return is easily predicted because Pilouette will likely hear him humming as he walks back down the hall. When he comes inside, he's carrying a basket of shampoo and stuff.]

This is what you need, right?

Uh...

[She's...really kind of surprised he's giving her this stuff, even if what she just needed a brush. On one hand, it's kind of nice of him, but...]

...What's the catch, bear?

Hmm...I'd ask for something in return, but maybe that can wait until you grow up. You're too little right now.

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