The room around you and your brother began to vibrate, gently at first, before a distinct rumbling could be heard and felt, like distant thunder. Alex sat up and looked around with a surprised look on his face. "What the heck is that?"

You shook your head as the room started to shake even more violently. You stumbled a bit as you tried to keep your balance. Something was definitely going on downstairs! You were about to rush out the door when you realized that it was closed and you were now far too small to reach the knob. Frustration built up inside you until you felt like screaming! Being so short sucked more than you ever thought it could! You rushed over to Alex and slapped his stomach, hard with your tiny palm. Alex winced and yelped a little, glaring down at you. "Get downstairs and find out what that is!"

Alex's glare got darker as his fist closed around your body. "Shut up! You're not ordering me around any more remember?" He squeezed you rather hard, your ribs compressing painfully. However, even though his grip was quite crushing, you were perfectly fine. Your tiny body was quite resilient. Suddenly Alex held you close to his chest. "Wow...look at that!"

You looked as he pointed at the center of the room. It seemed like it was...bulging up! With a loud CRACK sound, more of the floor started bulging up, before the carpet split open like a rotten fruit. The room was now shaking violently, the furniture jumping and rattling around, posters peeling from the walls while the various items on the dresser clattered to the floor. Finally, the floor blew upward, wood, plaster, and cement firing in all directions. Alex actually shielded you with his body, turning his back to the flying debris. He shakily turned around and you were finally able to see what had caused this damage. Hunter's massive face was grinning at you, his head nearly filling the whole room, his head pressed tightly against the roof of his room. More pieces of the floor fell as Hunter shifted around a little, getting more comfortable.

Gaining a little courage, you managed to break free of Alex's grasp and look down through the floor. Hunter's feet had wreaked havoc in the living room down below. The couch was crushed under his right foot while the TV had been smashed by his left big toe. His shorts were shorter than ever on his athletic body, his tank top now skin tight and barely covering his chest. His shoulders were pressed up against the ceiling of the first floor. He carelessly blew a strand of hair out of his face and said, "That worked better than I thought it would!"

Alex blinked and looked annoyed. "No fair! I want to get bigger too!"

Hunter shook his finger a little condescendingly at Alex. "No way! Someone needs to regulate how we use the key! That person is me! This IS my house after all!"

"Where's the key?" You shouted.

Hunter patted his chest as an answer. You looked and saw the outline of the key inside a stretched pocket. The cotton of the shirt seemed to be muffling the power of the key.

"So..." Hunter crossed his arms and looked dangerously down at you and Alex. "What to do now?"