Judas and you had been in a fight when it happened. You had caught your oldest sneaking out of the house, likely to a party to go get high or drunk because he always came back smelling like booze and weed. Concerned for the state of the son, you expressed yourself poorly and lashed out, which in turn only made Judas despise you more.
“It’s my house, my rules, young man!” You finally put your foot down, sentencing him to a good old fashioned grounding.
“UGH!” Judas threw his arms up in the air. The look he gave you was full of a burning fury. “I hate you! I wish you would just disappear!”
And that did it. The magic spell cast on you finally triggered in the state of Judas’ disdain, and suddenly you found yourself dwindling down to the measly height of a few inches. Judas gaped in shock, watching you dwindle before his very eyes.
“...dad?” Judas asked quietly, still confused as he looked over your tiny form. What was he supposed to do with a tiny dad?
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