Today you found a random potion in your house and drank it. Why? Who knows. But you did, and in result you shrunk to the size of a guinea pig. You sat on your table wondering how you were going to get through your day somehow knowing this would be gone by tomorrow, suddenly your door flies open. It’s Wally! Your rival…

“Good morning my horrible little!-“ He spots you as his pupils dilate, he seems excited. “YES! IT WORKED! The drink worked!” He yells, it seems like he planted the potion.