Dollieh Sanctuary

"It is so nice to have some quiet time to read."



"No distractions..."



"No petty squabbling..."



"No fighting for the remote control..."



Micah sighed. "When am I gonna learn to keep my mouth shut?"



squeak squeak squeak!!! "DARN CAT!" squeak squeak squeak
"The ol' blanket crawling across the floor disguise eh? Cat didn't fall for it? Sorry buddy."



"I have to admit it Ivan, you're an awful lot easier to ... endure like this."
"It's NOT permanent!" Ivan squealed.


TBC

"Ahem! Human boy! I demand an audience."



"ohgeezIvanhide!" Micah stowed away the little king and climbed off the couch to greet his guest.



"Good afternoon Prince Foster. I'm awfully glad to see you."
"As you should be."



"Ah, right. Anyway. Look, I'll cut to the chase. I'd really appreciate it if you'd be willing to restore Ivan to his rightful size."



"I know he's a pain in the rear, but he's my friend, and he's not so bad once you get used to him. I guess. So, what do you say Foster?"
"Very well. Where is the undead filth?"



REVENGE SHALL BE MINE!!!! AHA!!
Foster shouted in outrage.



BITE BITE BITE...



KICK KICK KICK....



TBC

"You foul and wretched abomination of nature! And YOU tricked me you wicked human! You're a friend of this trick-some beast! You shall both pay!"
"Suffer the consequences little fairy!" Ivan squeaked. "Ahaaa!! Prepare to meet your maker!"



"No, Ivan you moron! He was going to ... ACK! I can't see! I can't see!"



"Stop biting me you little flea!" The fairy prince and tiny vampire king rolled around the floor in battle, while Micah was rendered helpless.



"Comminuo corpusculum proprius!!"

POOF!



"None prevail against the Fee of Eolande." Foster Fee declared. With that, the fairy disappeared once more.


TBC

"Is he gone yet, Ivan?" Micah peeked out.



"Ivan, you're big again!"



"Of course I am. I fought valiantly and won the battle as I knew I would."



Micah climbed to his feet and got a good look around. "Wait a sec..."



"Ivan you big dolt! You got us BOTH shrunk!"
"What?" Ivan looked around in dismay. "How did I lose such an epic battle? Impossible!!"



"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Micah pounced atop Ivan and tried to throttle the vampire. "You big moron! You medieval musclehead! I convinced him to help us but OOOH NOOOO... you had to be YOU and pick a fight! How dare common sense get in the way of your quest for glory!"



"I thought you were distracting him so I could attack! That's good strategy!"
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Micah was beyond words. "I'll show you strategy and feed you to the cat!"


TBC

"Feed ME to the cat? We'll see who the cat prefers, Micah!"
"OW! Quit biting you freak!"



"Guys! Guys! Hey, like, quit fighting n' stuff, man!"



Micah bawled on Ryan's suddenly-giant knee and babbled what had happened. "It's all his fault!"



"Hmph. You blame me for everything."



Sniff sniff. "I don't wanna get eaten by a cat."



"Micah?" The tiny king shifted uncomfortably.



"I'm sorry." Ivan wasn't really sure he meant it, but he'd say it nonetheless.




TBC

"You mean it?" Micah sniffed.



Ivan tried to make Micah feel better by describing his valiant explorations through mice-tunnels under the house. "With naught but a bent-pin for a sword, I defeated a mighty rat, bent on my destruction!"
Micah gasped, and was a bit curious what it would be like to explore mouse tunnels.




"Ryan? What on earth are you doing?"



"I... ah... me?"
"Yes, you." Jillian tapped her foot.
"I am ah..." He gathered Micah and Ivan into his arms. "I'm um, playing with my dolls."



"You don't strike me as the doll type of guy, Ryan." Jillian gave him a dubious look.



Micah stiffened up and tried not to blink.

"Wow, they're really weird looking. This one looks an awful lot like Micah. And that one looks like Frosty!"



"What am I doing with them?" Ryan thought a moment. "I'm... ah... we're just... hanging out."

Jillian moved Micah's arms and legs, and picked him up by the back of his neck and set him in her hand. Micah shrieked and wiggled in her arms.



"My privates!" Micah flailed in embarrassment. Jillian shrieked too and threw herself back.
"IT TALKS!!"



"Hi Jillian." Micah smiled and waved.



"You may hold me like that." Ivan leered.



"Not in your wildest dreams, Frosty."



"But I'm so frightened!" Ivan sprang into Jillian's lap.
"You've got ten seconds to move it, buster."



"Hold me, too Jillian. I'm afraid I might be next." Ryan said.
"I'm sitting on a girl's knee." Micah grinned. "Wow."
"I'm JUST sitting on her knee." Ivan pouted. "No fair."




"Will someone PLEASE explain to me what is going on here?"



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