"... No one watches me anymore."

A very sad and hurtful voice came from your one and only TV headed boss, Mr. (Ant) Tenna. You both were in his office, and about you, you're one of Tenna's best assistants. Best, meaning something like one of the most trusting assistants he has.

Yes, he trusts you a lot. That's why you're in his office, sitting on his couch while you listen to him vent, getting all his feelings out.

"What are they doing these days instead of watching.. me?" He sadly said. His antenna drooping forward like a sad kitten. His elbows were resting on his knees and his palms cupping his face. You never really see him like this often. You often see him whining and complaining in a dramatic manner, but not this. He looks so genuine there.

Tenna lets out a sigh, looking even sadder now, that his form beginning to shrunk. Shrunk, shrunk and shrunk until he's as tiny as an ant. You couldn't help but feel bad for him. You start to think of what will make him smile again, what will make his form grew back to his original size.

You need to do something..