Before you could decide what to do with this gigantic unconscious funny-haired women (and how many times!) you overhear mechanical sounds heading your way. Could it be a toy-robot or a cleaning droid or one of the daleks invading this girl's land to enslave and/or exterminate her race? Regardless of what it was, you take no chances and dash under one of the dressers and watch from a distance.
"Mag? Magne? Magnemite..."
You spot a big floating one-eyed orb with magnets and big screws connected to it hovering toward the direction of the giant girl.
"...Mag..." it looked down at the girl and processed some kind of emotion, "....MAAAAG?!" You assume it processed absolute shock.
"Magnemite!! Magnemite!!" you assumed it was telling her to wake up as it poked her with it's magnets, "MAG! NEMITE!!" Uh oh. She's not waking up.
"Hell's bells," you whispered to yourself in worry, "I hope I didnt give that poor giant a heart attack!" Despite only meeting her for a brief five seconds before passing out, you worried for her sake and hoped you didnt inadvertently kill her! In fact, you were SO worried about her, you felt obligated to give her a fitting name to call her. You decided to name her after your favorite Disney princess... but since 'Mulan' isnt technically a princess, you went for the next best name: 'Jasmine'!
"MAG...nemite?!" the floating orb you decided to call 'Magnemite' cuz that's all it says suspected the worst. It squinted it's eye in deep thought, thinking what to do. It gave Jasmine a worried look. Then it closed it's eye as if given no other choice but to resort to drastic measures.
"That cant be good," you whispered as it began to surge!
"Mag... NEMITE!" it shot an electrical surge at Jasmine, given her a powerful, yet hopefully low-voltaged jolt!
"OH!!!" Success! Jasmine woke right up with a sudden jolt! You sighed in relief, thanking the lord you dont have to bear the guilt of accidental murder. Unfortunately, you still had a GREATER problem on your hands!
"Wh....m...magnemite!" Jasmine gasped as Magnemite floated to her in concern.
"Magne? Mag?" it probably asked if she was alright.
"Y-yes, I'm fine, Magnemite," Jasmine nodded, but then shook her head and frowned, "No... no I'm not! I... I'm seeing them again."
'Seeing them?' you wondered.
"Mag?" Magnemite tilted it's head.
Jasmine's face went red, "The... the little people." Your eyes widened so big they almost burst! 'Little people' she said?!
"Maaaaaaag..." Magnemite raised it's only eyebrow at her.
"I know! I know!" she grabbed both sides of her head and shook it with frustration, "but it was right there! Right in front of me! I looked down and the next thing I knew, I woke up right here!" So she does remember seeing you. That's good... but 'little PEOPLE'? There's more than one?
"Mag. Magne mag mag." Magnemite shook it's head in disbelief.
"I dont know why I'm still seeing them!" Jasmine was REALLY panicking, "they were everywhere! In my room, at the gym, at the lighthouse, in the trashcan, in my cereal, in Steelix's cage, EVERYWHERE!" You REALLY hope she was hallucinating those others! Otherwise... who knows how many other fellow victims wound up shrunken down and lost in this adventure?!
Magnemite gave an expression that seemed like a tired sigh.
"M-maybe I'm just a little sick!" she assured herself, "y-yeah that's... that's it! Sp...sparkle's sick! M-m-maybe I just caught her cold, that's all!"
"Maaggg...." Magnemite rolled it's eye and floated off, probably giving Jazz her 'personal space'.
"I'm not crazy!" Jasmine kept telling herself as she sweated, "I'm not going mad! I... I cant afford to lose my gym! Oh, what would Janina say? What would grandpa say?! Awww.... I'm gonna be the laughing stock of the Johto League!"
"Yikes, poor girl," you remark, "but if she's not really hallucinating, there might be others like me." If she can see the little people, youre gonna need her help finding them and rescuing them. "....Geez, who elected ME to be the hero of this adventure, anyway?!" On the other hand, if she IS just hallucinating those others, that means she's going insane. And insane giant girls are the kinds of people you should probably stay AWAY from!
Hell's bells, she's actually pounding her head with her fist! "There are no little people!" she repeats herself, "it's all in your head! There are no little people!! They're all in your he-huh?"
Her big hazel eyes locked on to your direction! She leaned her head down toward you... getting a BETTER look at you! You see even more sweat dripping down her forehead! Does this mean she sees you. Well, too late to run now.
Fortunately, she looked a hundred times more scared of you than you were of her. It'd be for the best that YOU make the first move before she flips and passes out or does something she'll regret.
You swallowed hard and smiled up at the giant scared girl, "Hello! Nice to meet you! I'm [Hunter]! What's your name?"
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