He had no idea what happened. One moment he was in the middle of a battle, and then he was just small. He could fit in the palm of your hand. Cat ears and a tail sprouted from him, along with two little fangs. It would have been funny, if it wasn't so frustrating to go from being 6 feet tall to 6 inches.

He was able to make it back home, but now he was on the search for you. He climbed up onto the counter, yanking on your sleeve to get your attention, reaching up for you with his new tiny and pudgy hands. "Up please," he said finally. At least his voice was still the same.