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[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

Uh-oh, I think I'm lost...


*Is four inches tall. Also is standing inside a flowerpot in a random windowsill.*

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[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

I've always been this small, sir.

Oh... but I don't go to a school.

[slytherinfuhrer.livejournal.com]

You must be from another reality. This city attracts people from many different settings and place them all here.

...Are you okay inside there? *points to the flower pot*

[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

It does? That's really strange... Um, sir... have you seen my brother here?

I guess... *Goes to climb out, but is small D:*

[slytherinfuhrer.livejournal.com]

Y--... No. You are the first minute person I have met around here.


... *places one of his hands inside besides Fletcher so he can easily climb it if he wants to*

[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

*Climbs!*

Am I small? I thought everything else got big...

[slytherinfuhrer.livejournal.com]

Nothing seemed to change sizes around here the last minutes. Maybe your world is just small in comparison to others.

*raises his hand again nearer to his chest and looks around, wondering where he should place Fletcher*

Or maybe you really shrunk? *looks back at him as he walks slowly towards the counter*

[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

My world...? What do you mean, sir?

*Looks around nervously, sob he's like a mile up off the ground*

It looks like it...

[slytherinfuhrer.livejournal.com]

*places him over the counter*

This city is an unreal place where people from different worlds appear in some kind of pattern. I have not been here long myself...

I have seen other Fletchers and Russels around. But you are the first small one I have seen.

*wonders if there was any cat around that flower shop. He had not seen any before, and probably Gluttony would have chased them away if there was any*

[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

...th-that's impossible.

...but I guess me everything being big like this is impossible too, so...


*Cats are bad DDD:*

[slytherinfuhrer.livejournal.com]

Many things around here seem to be impossible. I am starting to get used to it already.
*was not that shocked to see a tiny person, afterall. But living half of his life in Hogwarts certainly had something to do with that too*

Hm... Maybe you were hit by a spell while you were travelling here. I will cast a counter spell on you just in case.

*takes his wand out of his pocket and casts Finite Incantatum on Fletcher. Since he is small, he would probably feel a faint warm breeze pass over him*

[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

A spell? But magic isn't...

W-wait, I...

*His hair is blown back by the breeze, but nothing else happens. Once it's done he looks up at Mustang a little nervously.*

1/2

[may-no-hues.livejournal.com]

Hey...Roy? *needs to think of something else to call this Roy* What are you doing--

*see tiny Fletcher* ...Oh.

2/2

[may-no-hues.livejournal.com]

*approaches* Hello~

[pocketbrother.livejournal.com]

Um... hello...

[slytherinfuhrer.livejournal.com]

Maes. *looks at him briefly*

I found him inside one of the flowerpots. He says he was not that little back where he came from. I tried a counter spell, but it didn't work.
I wonder what we should do.