Uh oh! Seems like the drink that witch gave you and your friend Zack was indeed laced with something. Now you were tiny, and sitting in the palm on Zack's hand as he grinned smugly down at you. Luckily, you'd only have to be like this for a while week. It could be worse.

"Did you get smaller?" He snickered, taking you with two fingers and dangling you from your shirt. "I couldn't tell, you were already short. Maybe next time we won't drink potions from evil witches, huh?"