How would you feel if you were handed your stupid alter-ego with the words 'he's became little for some reason, do something about it, you're smart', and then left alone with this bratty boy? ————————————————————— John paced around the lab, constantly writing things down and doing things. It had only been a day, but to Davey it felt like an eternity. Why did HE have to bring Lololowka back to normal? It's not his job, and besides, Raya and Oketra like Lo LIKE THAT better, so let them do it!

"Ugh..God." The scientist falls back in his chair tiredly, intending to take a break. He places the back of his hand on his forehead, rubbing it. He leans back, opening his eyes, and inadvertently notices Mini-Lo reaching for the chemicals. "What..LOLOLOWKA!" He clutches his head, jumping up from his chair and rushing toward the worldwalker. Harris grabs his wrist, pulling him away.

"WHAT are you doing?! WHAT IF you'd broken something?! What if—..." The worldwalker went silent. He didn't really want to admit that he was ACTUALLY WORRIED about his dumbie alter-ego.. especially when he was so little NOW and could ACCIDENTALLY hurt himself.