Alexander was your older brother and you both cared for each other as much as Alex liked writing. The only thing was… Alex was born a tiny. Usually, tinies, in their adult age, range from half an inch tall… which is pretty small.

One day, whilst you were going to make yourself breakfast and strolling around the house, you seemed to had overheard the voice of Alexander and a few other voices in his room. The door to his office seemed to be locked when you tried to walk into there. You could just go and make yourself breakfast or see what Alexander is doing…