...it's getting late, and I can use a bed." the boy finished as he gave a stretch. He than turn to the balloon scout, "Do you want to help me out with that request?" "It's not like I have much of a choice now do I? But yes, I'll go along." Amy answer politely. The boy gave a chuckle, "Seems so, but I'm glad you understand." The boy than gave a snap of his fingers.

Within the empty space next to him, a device similar to a hi-tech trash compactor appear next to him. Amy, who was able to see despite her massive, inflated form, was puzzled at the sight. The boy turn to his favourite balloon, "Like it, I made it myself. It's said it can convert any someone of your status into any form I choose." Amy tried to nod her head, than she relieze something, "You do know that I'm way too big for such a device." "You're right," the boy said before giving a snap of his fingers, "but that could be remedy."

Amy felt strange, a feeling of emptyness coming over her. It didn't take long for her to notice her balloon body deflating. Within minutes Amy went from massive blimp to a crumble sheet of plastic. Even her face wasn't spare from the treatment. Her face, along with her hands and feet, was also deflated and flat.

The boy than went and roll up the Amy sheet and folded her just so her face was on the top of the pile.

"Are you okay?" The boy ask infront of Amy's face. The face somehow nodded, "Yeah, it's a new sensation to me, deflating and all." The boy nodded as acknowledgement and open the lid of the compactor-device. He than stuff Amy into it. Before the lid was close Amy was able to ask if this thing was tested before. The boy thought to himself before looking slightly nervous, "Actually this is the device's maiden voyage, so something might go wrong." He immeditely slam the lid before Amy started protesting.

Going over to the control panel, the boy look over the options for the finish product.

"What be perfect right now for some sleep?"