“Fantastic, just freaking fantastic,” grumbled a young blond boy as he sat on the ground shaking his head and wondering what he was going to do. The boy was Franklin Richards, son of Mr. Fantastic and the Invisible Woman. At the tender age of thirteen, he had seen and done nearly everything, but he had never been in a situation like this before. A few minutes ago, he had snuck into his father’s lab to see what new inventions he had come up with. When he entered the lab, the lights had been turned off and in his haste to find the light switch had accidentally activated his father’s latest invention, a shrink ray. The thing had gone off and now he was sitting dazed on the floor, just a tiny speck.

“Dad is going to kill me for this,” Franklin groaned at the thought of his father finding out he had been in his lab. Being caught worried Franklin, not his tiny situation. Just from looking around at his surroundings, he could tell that he had shrunken down to about an inch. The table’s legs looked like skyscrapers, dust bunnies were the size of tumbleweeds, and he couldn’t see from one end of the lab to the other. But he wasn’t worried.

“I hope mom doesn’t find me. Dad will only give me a strict talking to, but mom will hit the roof.” Being the son of two super heroes left Franklin with little freedom, yet little actual parenting. His parents forced him to come home right after school, tell them about everyone he meets and always have a guardian with him when he left home. If that wasn’t bad enough, his parents were out being heroes all the time, saving the world and so forth, and Franklin was left at home with his little sister Valerie and his robot nanny H.E.R.B.I.E.

He had expected H.E.R.B.I.E to show up and return him to normal by now, but he was surprised to find that the tin can was nowhere to be seen. With a growing smile, Franklin realized the robot had no idea what had happened and no one was aware what had happened to him. Most people would start freaking out, but for someone that spent most of their life cooped up, this wasn’t a problem, this was an adventure.

“I’M SHRUNK!” Franklin screamed and then started laughing. He thought of all the fun he could have running around the building no bigger then a bug. He could get into all the places he could never go and explore a world so alien at his current size. Sure, he knew there could be a little danger, but he confident that he could manage. How dangerous could being shrunken be compared to dealing with Dr Doom?

Franklin clasped his hands together and started plotting. He would have to be quick if he wasn’t going to be catcher. Once someone saw him, he would undoubtedly be returned to normal and grounded for at least a week. He had to be sneaky and silent, like that spider guy his uncle Johnny always argues with. Maybe he could freak out his little sister, she hated bugs and he could pretend to be a big, hairy spider. Or he could explore some rooms, things looked so different when your no bigger then a pinky toe. Smiling to himself, Franklin just knew he was in for one heck of an adventure.