You are a young man who lives alone with your Kirlia partner. You had raised the humanoid Pokemon from an egg, helping her find her confidence as a shy little Ralts, and loved her dearly. Lately though, after recently evolving, you have noticed that she's been a bit more moody and independent lately, seeming to be going through a bit of a teenage angst phase. As you returned home, you found her lounging on the couch, watching TV, a mess of snacks around her.
"Kirlia! How many times have I told you not to snack so much before dinner! And look at this mess... come on, help me clean this up." You sigh and start to clean up her mess, only to notice that she only rolled her eyes in response without getting up to help. "Kirlia! You made this mess, the least you can do is help! Arceus, what has gotten into you lately! If you don't change your attitude, I'm going to have to ground you."
At this, you notice her frowning at you. Then, suddenly, her eyes began to glow.
"Kirlia?" you asked, suddenly worried. "Come on, don't be like that! You know I'm just trying to-" You cut off as you realize that the world seemed to be growing around you... no... that you're shrinking. Your clothes loosen around you as you dwindle down rapidly. "Kirlia! What are you doing?! Stop! Please!"
You don't see her as your view drops below the edge of the couch, falling into the pile of clothes at only a few inches tall. Then, as you struggled to climb out, you felt her telekinesis lifting you out of your clothes, bringing you up to her face. You look at her, feeling fearful, and notice the look on her face.
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