It was a normal morning in Center City. Inside the house of the Little Freaks, Braingel and Tryla were helping their 5-year-old daughter, Lilibeth, get ready for another day of kindergarten.

"Do you have everything you need for class, sweetheart?" Braingel asked Lilibeth.

"Mmm hmm," said Lilibeth, grabbing her backpack and lunchbox. "I do."

"Good girl," said Braingel. "Let's take you to school now, shall we?"

"Okay daddy," said Lilibeth.

Braingel and Tryla take Lilibeth to "Center City Elementary School". Then after dropping Lilibeth off in Room #135 and saying goodbye to her, the couple went back to the house where they saw their friend, Dubs, watching some TV in the living room while eating a bowl of cereal.

"Hey Dubs," Braingel said to him.

"Oh hey Braingel," said Dubs. "Tryla."

"Hi," said Tryla.

"What's up?" said Dubs.

"Just dropped off Lilibeth to school," said Braingel.

"Hopefully she'll have a good day today," said Tryla. "Probably she will because she's got her two friends to be with her."

"Yeah, that's right, Tryla," said Braingel, nodding his head.

"Yep," said Tryla.

"So what are we going to do today, Freaks?" asked Dubs.

"I don't know," said Tryla, then turning to Braingel and saying to him, "What would you like to do, Braingel? Play with your video game?"

"Kind of," said Braingel. "But at the same time, I wanna be with you."

"Oh?" said Tryla. "Well, that's nice of you, honey."

"It's because you're my beautiful girlfriend," said Braingel, with a smile. "And I love you."

He gives Tryla a kiss on the lips as Tryla giggles a bit.

"Should I leave you two lovebirds?" Dubs asked.

"Why, what's the matter?" asked Braingel.

"Do you want to be alone?" asked Dubs, not answering Braingel's question.

"Uhhh...Kind of..." said Braingel.

"So do you want me to leave or not?" Dubs asked again.

"Yes please," said Braingel and Tryla.

"Okay then," said Dubs, getting up from the couch and going into his bedroom.

Braingel and Tryla sit on the couch together. But when they were about to kiss each other, they stopped halfway.

"Wanna sit outside, Buttercup?" Braingel asked his girlfriend.

"Sure baby," said Tryla.

The couple get up and go outside as the two sit on the front steps of their house together.

"Ahhh…" said Tryla, sighing happily. "Isn't it nice to get some fresh air?"

"It really is," said Braingel, agreeing. "And it's such a beautiful morning."

"The sun is shining," said Tryla, "the birds are chirping."

"Nothing can go wrong today!" Braingel and Tryla said at once.

But their happy moment was suddenly interrupted by a loud noise in the sky.

"What's that noise?!" said Tryla, getting nervous.

"I don't know, Tryla," said Braingel.

He looks up and notices that there was a warship in the sky. And the warship belonged to the Little Freaks' arch enemy, Lord Doombringer.

"Oh no!" gasped Braingel. "It's him again!"

"Who?!" asked Tryla.

"Lord Doombringer!" said Braingel.

"Uh oh!" said Tryla. "We better get back inside the house!"

Braingel and Tryla stand back up and knock on the door.

"Dubs!" said Braingel. "Dubs, let us in!"

"Hurry!" said Tryla. "Quickly!"

Inside the house, Dubs had just finished his cereal when he heard his friend banging on the door while shouting in a terrified voice. He then turns off the TV, gets up, walks to the front door, and opens it as he sees Braingel and Tryla all afraid.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Lord Doombringer's warship is in the sky!" said Tryla. "Braingel and I spotted it!"

"What?!" Dubs gasped. "Really?!"

"Yes!" said Tryla, nodding fast. "And it's coming near our house!"

Everyone then see Lord Doombringer looking down at them from his warship.

"Aaaaaahh!" screamed the Little Freaks.

"What are you doing here, Lord Doombringer?!" Dubs asked Lord Doombringer, angrily. "What do you want from us?!"

"I want to conquer Earth!" said Lord Doombringer. "And you Freaks are in my way! I consider you a threat in my plans!"

"We've did no such thing!" said Braingel.

"Listen you doom-bringing jerk!" shouted Tryla. "You leave us alone or else you'll be-"

Lord Doombringer uses his warship's mechanical hand and grabs Tryla with it.

"AAAH!" screamed Tryla, feeling herself being lifted up. "BRAINGEL! DUBS! HELP! HELP ME!"

"Tryla!" said Dubs.

"What are you doing to my girlfriend?!" cried Braingel.

"Let her go!" said Dubs.

Lord Doombringer then grabs Braingel and Dubs with the other mechanical hand and lifts them up.

"HEY, LET US GO!" ordered Dubs, while struggling to escape.

"HELP!" said Braingel, starting to cry for help. "HELP US! SOMEBODY!"

The Little Freaks continue to scream for help. Then they were lured into the warship as the mechanical hands placed them back down inside the main lair. Then the three start to freak out at once.

"WILL SOMEBODY SHUT THEM UP?!" shouted Lord Doombringer.

"QUIET!" said one of Lord Doombringer's henchmen.

Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs went silent.

"Good!" said Lord Doombringer. "Now, no more screaming!"

"What are you going to do to us...?" asked Braingel, all nervous.

"You'll see…" said Lord Doombringer, sneakily. "Men! Put them in the machine!"

"Machine?" said the Little Freaks, all confused.

"What machine?" asked Tryla.

Lord Doombringer's henchmen place the Little Freaks into the machine a few steps away from where they were currently standing. And after they have done so, the door shut. But it was very dark inside the machine, so the Little Freaks couldn't see a thing. Also, they couldn't really hear what was going on on the outside.

"Where are we?" asked Dubs. "I can't see a thing!"

"Me neither!" said Tryla. "It's very dark in here!"

"And I can't hear the outside very well!" said Braingel, then starting to bang on the walls of the machine. "Hey! Let us out!"

"You let us out this instance!" said Tryla, banging on the machine's door.

"We will get you for this!" said Dubs, showing his fist.

"Sorry, no can do!" said Lord Doombringer, doing a sinister laugh. "You're inside my Shrinking Machine! And I'm going to use it on you to make you very, very small so you won't be a threat to me!"

He paused and said, "And since the machine doesn't pick up sound, you don't know what is going to happen! Mwahahaha!"

He turned to his henchmen and said to them, "Men! Activate!"

One of his henchmen turns on the machine. Then another one of them pushes a button as the Little Freaks start shrinking. Though because the inside of the machine was dark, the three were unaware about what was happening to them.

"Uhhh...Freaks!" said Braingel, scared. "What's happening?!"

"I don't know!" said Tryla, scared as well. "Yet I feel kind of strange!

"Me too!" said Dubs, who was just as scared. "What are we gonna do?!"

A few seconds later, the Little Freaks stopped shrinking as the machine completed the process. One of the henchmen opened the door to reveal the three. Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs were now only 3-4 inches in size!

"Ooooh…" said Braingel, feeling dizzy. "What's going on in here…?"

"I feel dizzy…" said Tryla, rolling her eyes around.

"And kind of sick…" said Dubs.

Lord Doombringer grabs the Little Freaks with his hand. Then grabs a tiny burlap sack and drops the three inside it and ties them up shut with a small piece of rope.

"Get us out of here!" shouted Tryla. "Please!"

"It's very musty in here!" said Dubs.

"I can't breathe!" cried Braingel.

"No way!" said Lord Doombringer. "You three freaks will be my prisoners!"

"Noooooo!" screamed the Little Freaks.

"Come on, don't do this to us!" said Braingel.

"Let us go home!" said Tryla.

Lord Doombringer didn't want to hear them shout at him anymore.

"Fine..." said Lord Doombringer, with a sigh. "Though I'll be back to take you guys again so you can be my prisoners! But I will not tell you when that will be...Hahahahaha!"

Lord Doombringer sticks his arm out of the warship. Then he drops the burlap sack with the Little Freaks inside it.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" screamed the Little Freaks.

"WE'RE GONNA DIE!" screamed Braingel.

The bag then goes through the chimney of their house as the group drops down into the house. The Little Freaks were now on the floor in the living room.

"Where are we now?" asked Braingel.

"Freaks!" said Tryla. "We need to get out of his sack! It's too squishy in here!"

"I'm already starting to suffocate!" said Dubs.

"Don't touch me!" said Braingel.

"We've got to rip this bag apart," said Tryla. "The rope won't budge!"

"How Tryla?" said Braingel. "The material feels a certain way!"

"We'll pull on it together," said Tryla, grabbing the fabric. "Come on, you guys!"

Braingel and Dubs joined Tryla by holding onto the material of the bag.

"Okay," said Tryla. "One…two…three…! Pull!"

The Little Freaks start pulling the burlap sack in different directions hoping it will come apart. Then right away, the bag started to rip.

"It's working!" said Braingel.

"Pull harder!" said Tryla.

The group pull a bit more as the bag formed a big hole.

"Yes!" said Tryla. "We got it open!"

"Great!" said Braingel. "Now let's crawl out."

Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs crawled out of the burlap sack one by one.

"You guys alright?" Dubs asked Braingel and Tryla.

"We're alright, Dubs," said Braingel, then saying to Tryla, "You okay, honey?"

"Yes, I'm okay," said Tryla. "You?"

"I'm fine, too," said Braingel. "Thanks."

The Little Freaks then notice that they were in front of the couch. But because they didn't know that they shrunk down to 3-4 inches in height, they at first thought everything in the house grew.

"Whoa!" gasped Braingel.

"What is it, sweetie?" Tryla asked.

"The couch!" said Braingel, pointing at it. "It's huge!

"Oh my!" said Tryla, looking at the couch. "It is!"

"How did that happen?" asked Dubs.

"Did the house suddenly get bigger?" Braingel said.

"No, it can't be," said Dubs. "How can the house randomly become giant like this?"

"Don't be silly, you two!" said Tryla. "Houses cannot grow big!"

She paused and said, "Wait…If the house didn't grow, then…that must mean…"

The Little Freaks gasped in horror as they said loudly, "WE'VE SHRUNK!"

"That machine Lord Doombringer placed us in must have made us shrink!" said Braingel.

"I can't believe Doombringer would shrink us like this!" said Dubs.

"We can't stay shrunk like this forever!" said Tryla. "What are we going to do?!"

"I don't know!" said Braingel. "Oh my gosh, this is not good!"

"Well, at least our clothes shrank with us, too," said Tryla, looking down at her dress.

"Yeah, imagine if we were shrunk and naked..." said Braingel, as he shudders. "Ugh…"

"Dude!" said Dubs, all grossed up.

"What?!" said Braingel.

"Did you have to mention that...?" Dubs said.

"No…" said Braingel, sweating a bit.

"That just grossed me out," said Dubs.

"Sorry…" said Braingel.

He looks all around himself as he said, "Woooow…We're so small…!"

"So very small," said Tryla, then looking up and saying, "Everything looks so big!"

"Yeah, it really does…" said Dubs, agreeing.

"Say," said Braingel. "Since we're tiny…"

Braingel gasped happily as he went towards the couch and crawled under it.

"Hey!" said Braingel, with a small giggle. "I can actually fit in here!"

"You can?!" said Tryla, surprised. "Wow, that's good, honey!"

"Yet it's really dark under here..." said Braingel.

"Oh come on," said Tryla. "Don't tell me you're afraid of the dark!"

"I'm not, Tryla," said Braingel. "I'm just telling you that it's dark under the couch."

He pauses and says as he looks at her, "Wanna crawl under here and see?"

"May I ask why?" Tryla asked.

"I wanna see if you can fit in here as well," said Braingel.

"Well...okay," said Tryla.

Tryla gets down and crawls under the couch.

"Well, what do you know?" said Tryla, a little excited. "I can fit under here, too!"

She then looks around and said, "Braingel, where are you?"

"Right here, Tryla," said Braingel.

"Oh!" said Tryla, seeing him.

"Hey Tryla," said Braingel.

"Hey Braingel," said Tryla.

Braingel and Tryla peek their eyes through the lighten opening as they see the living room in a whole new way.

"You know," Braingel said to Tryla, "being small might not be so bad, honey."

"What makes you say so, sweetie?" asked Tryla.

"It's a whole new perspective," said Braingel.

"Oooooh, that's true!" said Tryla.

She gets from under the couch and looks up at the ceiling.

"Wooooooow..." Tryla said, all amazed.

Tryla grabs Braingel's wrists and pulls him out from under the couch.

"Hey!" said Braingel. "Easy there!"

"Sorry honey..." said Tryla. "I wanna explore the house! It might be cool since we're tiny."

"Well alright, sweetie," said Braingel. "We can do that."

"What are you two up to?" asked Dubs, walking over to the couple.

"Tryla and I are going to do a little exploring around the house since we're very small in size," said Braingel. "Wanna join us?"

"Uhhh sure!" said Dubs, with a smile.

"Yay!" said Tryla, getting excited.

The Little Freaks started to explore the household at their new height.

"What shall we look at first, Freaks?" Braingel asked Tryla and Dubs.

"Whatever you want, Braingel," said Tryla. "You're the leader."

"Awww, ladies first, Tryla," said Braingel.

"No I insist," said Tryla, with a small smile. "I don't mind going after you sometimes."

"Well…Alright then," said Braingel, starting to think. "Hmmm…How about...The kitchen?"

"Sure, why not?" said Tryla.

The Little Freaks go into the kitchen and start to look around.

"Woooow..." said Tryla.

"This is sooooo cool..." said Dubs.

"Look at the refrigerator..." said Braingel, pointing to the refrigerator. "It's humongous!"

"Really?" said Tryla.

"Yeah!" said Braingel. "Look!"

Tryla and Dubs look up and gasp in amazement.

"Whoa!" Tryla cried.

"Isn't it cool?!" Braingel said.

"Dude, it's amazing!" said Dubs.

"I know, right?!" said Braingel.

Braingel's stomach then started to growl.

"Speaking of refrigerators…" said Braingel, holding onto his belly.

"Are you hungry, sweetie?" Tryla asked him.

"Yes…" said Braingel. "Really hungry…"

"How are we going to get food and drinks?" said Tryla. "We're too small!"

"Great, now we're gonna starve!" said Dubs.

"To death!" said Tryla.

"Hold it, you two!" said Braingel. "Let me think..."

Braingel uses his brain for a moment, then comes up with an idea.

"Aha!" said Braingel.

"What is it, honey?" asked Tryla.

"Yeah, what's your idea?" asked Dubs.

"We stack up on each other!" said Braingel.

"Are you crazy?!" said Tryla, not wanting to do that. "We could fall and get hurt!"

"Come on, Tryla," said Braingel. "We don't know when we're going to grow to our normal sizes. Or if we will ever grow back...So we need to eat and drink or else we will die."

"Yeah, you're right," said Tryla, calming down.

"Alright then," said Braingel. "Dubs first, then Tryla, and finally me."

"Why should you be on the top?!" Dubs asked, getting upset.

"Because I'm the leader," said Braingel, giving his friend a look. "The leader gets their way first."

"Don't question my boyfriend, Dubs," said Tryla.

"My bad…" said Dubs, with a small sigh.

"Alright, let's do this," said Braingel.

Dubs lifts Tryla and she climbs on top of him. Then Braingel climbs over Dubs as Tryla lifts him up. Everyone started to hold each other by their feet, except for Braingel, whose hands were trying to reach the handle of the refrigerator.

"Any luck Braingel?" asked Tryla.

"Almost got it..." said Braingel, reaching for the handle. "Almost there..."

He then grabs the handle.

"I got it!" said Braingel.

"Great!" said Tryla. "Now open the fridge so we can eat!"

Tryla releases Braingel's feet as Braingel climbs up towards the top of the handle. Then he places his feet on the refrigerator and he pulls himself back forcefully to try and open it.

"Come on, you can do it!" said Tryla.

Braingel kept pulling himself while pushing his feet. Then moments later, he managed to get the refrigerator to open.

"Tryla! Dubs!" said Braingel. "It's open!"

"Yaaaay!" said Tryla.

Braingel climbs onto the counter next to the refrigerator.

"Come on, you two," said Braingel. "Up here!"

"Coming!" said Tryla.

Tryla and Dubs climb the kitchen drawers' handles and step onto the counter.

"So what shall we have today?" asked Braingel.

"I don't know," said Tryla. "It depends. What are you in the mood for?"

"Ummm…" said Braingel. "I'm kind of in the mood for something sweet."

"Like what?" said Tryla.

"Liiiiiiiike…" said Braingel.

He turns around and sees a whole cake on a plate covered by a glass cake stand lid.

"Cake?!" said Braingel. "Guys, there's cake!"

"Oh yeah!" said Tryla. "I made that cake yesterday. Though we haven't gotten to eat it yet…"

"What kind of cake is it, Tryla?" asked Dubs.

"Confetti cake with vanilla frosting topped with rainbow sprinkles," said Tryla. "Lilibeth wanted it because she loves colorful things."

"Shall we have some of this cake?" said Braingel.

"Do you guys even like confetti cake?" asked Tryla. "Cause I also made strawberry shortcake. But it's currently in the fridge."

"I like confetti cake, Tryla," said Braingel.

"Me too," said Dubs.

"So do I," said Tryla. "Alright, let's have some."

"Yippee!" said Braingel, happily.

"Okay calm down, honey," said Tryla, with a small laugh. "We'll have to cut up a slice first."

"Tryla, we're too small to use a knife," said Dubs.

"Not unless we use one together," said Tryla. "It's too hard for one person. Especially when he or she is this small…"

"She has a point there, Dubs," said Braingel. "Working together usually helps solve the problem."

He gets out a butter knife from one of the drawers and says, "Okay Freaks. Grab the knife and let's cut the cake!"

"Okay!" said Tryla.

"Sure dude!" said Dubs.

After removing the glass lid, the Little Freaks each hold onto the knife as they slowly cut one slice of the confetti cake together. Then they placed the cake slice onto a small plate as they placed the knife down to the side.

"We did it!" said Dubs. "With teamwork!"

"We sure did!" said Tryla. "Boy, this cake sure looks good."

"You know what else would go good with this cake?" said Braingel, with a big smile. "Ice cream…"

"But it's very cold," said Tryla. "And it's in the freezer."

She pauses and said, "Although, ice cream does sound good…"

"Then let's have some ice cream," said Braingel. "Cake and ice cream go great together!"

"Okay then," said Tryla, then turning to Dubs and said to him, "Dubs? Can you open the freezer, please? We're going to have some ice cream."

"Sure Tryla," said Dubs.

Dubs jumps onto the freezer's handle and pulls himself back and pushes his feet on the freezer until he was able to open it.

"Alright, it's open!" said Dubs.

"Thanks Dubs!" said Braingel, then grabbing a metal spoon.

Braingel and Tryla jump onto the handle and crawl into the freezer.

"What kind of ice cream do we have, Dubs?" asked Tryla.

"Let's see…" said Dubs, spotting a carton of ice cream and reading the label. "We've got Neapolitan, which is basically vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry ice cream put together."

"That's perfect!" said Tryla, happily. "Then we wouldn't have to fight over the three flavors by themselves."

"I never thought about that," said Dubs. "That's fantastic!"

The Little Freaks worked together to get one big scoop of ice cream and placed it onto their cake slice. Then after putting the ice cream away and closing the freezer, then climbed back onto the kitchen counter.

"Okay guys," said Braingel. "Eat up!"

The three start eating the slice of the confetti cake and the Neapolitan ice cream by taking turns with using a metal fork.

"Mmmm!" said Braingel. "This is so good!"

"Tasty!" said Tryla. "So much flavor!"

"I'll say!" said Dubs. "We're in Flavortown!"

Braingel and Tryla laughed.

A half an hour later, the Little Freaks finished their cake and ice cream.

"Yum!" said Braingel. "I enjoyed that!"

"Me too!" said Tryla.

"Me three!" said Dubs.

"You make really good cake, Tryla," said Braingel.

"Aww thanks, honey," said Tryla, with a smile.

"You're welcome, Buttercup," said Braingel, smiling back.

"You know, guys," said Dubs, "if we stay this small, we wouldn't go hungry."

"That's true, Dubs," said Tryla. "We'll have a lifetime supply of food!"

"My girlfriend's food, of course," said Braingel. "She has the best cooking in the world!"

Tryla giggles a bit as her and Braingel kiss each other.

"So now what do you want to do, Freaks?" asked Dubs.

"Let's explore more parts of the house," said Braingel. "We've done the kitchen so far."

He looks at Tryla and said to her, "Tryla? It's your turn to pick the next room for us to look around in."

"Thanks honey," said Tryla. "Hmmm…Let's check out our daughter's bedroom!"

"Sure!" said Braingel. "We continue on with our adventure, Freaks!"

The Little Freaks slide down the refrigerator handle and reach the ground as they started to explore again. This time, in Lilibeth's bedroom.

"Ooooh myyyy…" said Tryla.

"Your daughter's room is so bright and colorful, you two," Dubs said to Braingel and Tryla. "Very cutesy!"

"Well she is 5 years old," said Tryla. "So she would like it that way."

"Makes sense," said Dubs. "It's typical for little kids to be interested in those kind of adorable things."

"Very rainbowy and pastely," said Braingel.

"It sure is," said Dubs.

"Shall we look around?" Tryla asked.

"Yeah!" said Braingel, nodding. "Seeing a small child's bedroom at a very small height might be cool!"

The group starts to explore Lilibeth's bedroom.

"We feel just like Lilibeth's dolls," said Dubs.

"Mmm hmm!" said Tryla. "Some of them are very few inches in size."

"I thought Lilibeth only had stuffed animals," said Braingel.

"She does," said Tryla. "Plush dolls can be tiny, too, you know. Oh, and the very few vinyl plastic dolls our daughter does have are part of a display on one of her high sleeves. She doesn't play with any of them and only looks at them…"

"I see," said Braingel. "We taught her that those dolls are very special and should never be touched."

"That's right," said Tryla.

"Say, wanna go onto her bed?" asked Braingel.

"Sure," said Tryla.

"Come on, Dubs!" Braingel said to Dubs. "We're going to climb onto my child's bed."

"Okay dude!" said Dubs.

The Little Freaks grab the bedsheets and start climbing up as they push themselves onto the little girl's bed.

"Whoa nice!" said Dubs.

"Dubs! Tryla!" Braingel cried from the side of the bed hanging onto the bed sheets. "Help...!"

"Oh dear!" said Tryla, with a small gasp.

"Oh brother..." said Dubs, with a sigh.

Tryla and Dubs quickly went over to Braingel and grabbed onto his arms.

"It's okay, Braingel," said Tryla, as she pulls her boyfriend up with Dubs' help. "We got you."

"Thanks guys," said Braingel.

He then looks down and says, "Man, that felt like climbing a rope or even a mountain!"

Braingel then turns around and sees Lilibeth's rabbit plush toy sitting on the bed.

"Hey guys! Look!" said Braingel, as he points to the stuffed animal. "It's Lilibeth's favorite toy!"

"Mr. Bunny?" said Tryla and Dubs.

"Mmm hmm!" said Braingel, then saying to the rabbit plushy, "Hello there, Mr. Bunny. How are you today?"

"Braingel, what are you doing?" asked Dubs, looking weirdly at his friend.

"I'm saying hello to my child's favorite toy," said Braingel, then saying to the toy, "Mr. Bunny? It's me, Braingel. You know, Lilibeth's father?"

The stuffed rabbit doesn't answer.

"I guess you only talk to your owner, huh...?" Braingel said, giving the toy a look.

"I guess it does," said Tryla.

"Because Lilibeth is Mr. Bunny's mommy...!" said Braingel, in a child-like voice.

Tryla does a small giggle.

"Hey guys!" said Dubs, touching the mattress. "Feel her bed!"

"Whoa!" said Braingel, as he feels it. "The bed's so soft..."

He then does a gentle bounce as he said, "And bouncy!"

Braingel starts to jump on Lilibeth's bed.

"Hehehe!" said Braingel, giggling. "Weeeeeee!"

"Hey, that looks like fun!" said Tryla, getting interested.

"You guys should give it a try!" said Braingel, bouncing on the bed. "Because we're tiny, we wouldn't fall off! And also, the bed won't break!"

"Right," said Tryla.

"Well, come on!" said Braingel. "Join me!"

"Okay!" said Tryla.

"Sure thing!" said Dubs.

Tryla and Dubs join Braingel in jumping on Lilibeth's bed.

"Woohoo!" said Tryla, starting to laugh. "This is fun!"

"I know, right?!" said Braingel, laughing along. "We could never do this at our normal size!"

"So true!" said Dubs. "Wooooooooooo!"

Braingel and Tryla hold hands while they giggle and laugh as they bounce together.

"You like it, honey?!" Braingel asked Tryla.

"I sure do, baby!" said Tryla. "How about you?!"

"Oh yeah!" said Braingel. "I'm having a great time!"

After a while, the Little Freaks were lying down on Lilibeth's bed since jumping on it made them start to get tired.

"Whew!" said Braingel, wiping his forehead.

"That was fun!" said Dubs.

"And tiring..." said Tryla, starting to yawn.

"Yeah..." said Braingel. "I wonder what time it is..."

"Can we take a nap...?" asked Tryla, yawning again. "I feel really sleepy..."

"Sure Buttercup," said Braingel. "I feel sleepy myself…"

Braingel and Tryla crawl under Lilibeth's bed sheets and place their heads on her pillow as they lie down next to each other. Then they two fell asleep as they hold each other close.

A few hours later, it was almost 2:30 in the afternoon. And Braingel and Tryla were just starting to wake up from their nap.

"Mmm..." said Tryla, with only her two main eyes half closed.

"Hey there, baby…" said Braingel, turning to his girlfriend.

"Hey honey…" said Tryla, as her third eye fully opened.

"How was your nap?" asked Braingel.

"It was good," said Tryla.

"That's good," said Braingel, stretching. "Mine was nice."

He then smiled and said, "Especially because I got to be with you…"

"Oooh Braingel…" said Tryla, starting to smile.

Braingel gives his girlfriend a sweet lip kiss as she blushes.

"By the way, how is Lilibeth getting home?" asked Braingel.

Braingel and Tryla froze.

"Uhhh ohhh…" they said.

"We can't pick her up like we normally do," said Tryla. "We're so small it'll take us days to get to the school on foot!"

"I'm sure she'll figure something out when she notices that we haven't shown up," said Braingel.

"Are you sure?" said Tryla, a little unsure. "She's 5 years old!"

"But she's a smart kid," said Braingel. "She's able to solve problems sometimes."

"That's true," said Tryla. "We taught her right from wrong."

"Yep," said Braingel. "So she'll be fine. I promise."

"Okay then," said Tryla. "But Braingel? When Lilibeth gets home and if she sees us, we'll have to tell her how we got this tiny. What REALLY happened…Because we cannot lie to our daughter if she questions us. But only, ONLY she can know about this. No one else…"

"Of course," said Braingel.

"Hope she comes back safely..." said Tryla, a little worried.

"Yeah, me too…" said Braingel, worried as well.

At "Center City Elementary School", school has just got out for the day. But Lilibeth was still in the classroom since Braingel and Tryla didn't show up to come get her and bring her home. But thankfully, her best friend, Emma, was there to keep her company.

"Lilibeth?" said Emma.

"Yes Emma…?" said Lilibeth, all sad.

"I know you're sad that your mommy and daddy aren't here," said Emma. "But I have an idea that will help you feel better."

"What is it, Emma…?" asked Lilibeth.

"Would you like to ride home with me?" Emma suggested.

"Really?" said Lilibeth, getting surprised. "You can take me home?"

"Not me exactly," said Emma. "I can ask my mommy if she can drive you back to your house."

"Oh okay," said Lilibeth. "Sure."

Just then, Emma's mother came to pick her daughter up.

"Mommy?" Emma said to her mother. "Lilibeth's parents aren't going to pick her up today. So they can't bring her home. Can you bring my friend home today? Please?"

"Sure sweetie, of course," Emma's mother said. "Lilibeth is always welcomed to me."

"Yay!" said Emma, jumping up and down. "Thanks mommy!"

Emma turns to Lilibeth and said to her, "Come on, Lilibeth. Let's take you to your house."

"Okay Emma!" said Lilibeth.

The two girls get their stuff as they left the school and hop into the car of Emma's mother. Then she started to drive Lilibeth home.

"So what's going on with your parents since they didn't pick you up from school, Lilibeth?" Emma's mother asked Lilibeth.

"I don't know, Emma's mommy," said Lilibeth, shrugging. "Maybe they're sick and not feeling well."

"Or they're just busy?" said Emma.

"They're probably out running a few errands and forgot about the time," said Emma's mother. "I understand that can happen sometimes."

"I just hope they're okay…" said Lilibeth.

"I'm sure they are, sweetie," said Emma's mother. "Don't worry, okay?"

"Okay Emma's mommy…" said Lilibeth.

When Lilibeth got to her house, she grabs her backpack and lunchbox and exits the car.

"Thanks for taking me home, Emma's mommy," said Lilibeth. "I don't know what's wrong with my parents."

"You're welcome, Lilibeth," said Emma's mother. "I hope you find out. If you need anything, you're always welcome to call us on the house phone."

"Thank you," said Lilibeth, nodding her head. "Bye bye."

Emma's mother drives away with Emma so they can go back to their own house. Lilibeth then goes up the apartment building and walks onto the roof as she enters her house.

"Freaks!" Lilibeth said, as she closes the door. "I'm home!"

She started to look around for Dubs and her parents.

"Mommy? Daddy? Dubs?" Lilibeth said. "Where are you guys?"

The child enters her bedroom and places her backpack and lunchbox on the floor.

"Hello?!" said Lilibeth, calling out to the Little Freaks. "Anybody home?!"

In the living room, Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs heard Lilibeth calling out to them while sitting on the couch.

"Freaks!" Tryla said to Braingel and Dubs. "Lilibeth's home! We have to go now!"

"Go where?" asked Dubs.

"Lilibeth's looking for us," said Tryla. "We need to meet with her."

"Oh right!" said Dubs.

"Where is everybody?" Lilibeth asked herself, still looking for the three. "Where could the Little Freaks have gone?"

She does a small gasp and said, "Did they go somewhere fun without me?! Dubs as well?! Oh, they better not!"

She pauses and says to herself, "Wait, am I actually home alone...? I...I think I'm home alone. I have the whole entire house to myself! Cool!"

Lilibeth then starts to think.

"Now..." said Lilibeth. "What can I do that I'm usually not allowed to do...? Hey, I know!"

She takes off her clothes and starts running around the house in her underwear and undershirt.

"Weeeeeeeeeehehehehe!" said Lilibeth, laughing as she runs. "Aaaaaaaahhh!"

The Little Freaks climb onto the top of the couch as they see the 5-year-old running in her undergarments.

"Why is Lilibeth running in her underpants?" asked Dubs.

"Great, she's half naked!" said Braingel, then starting to call out to her, "Lilibeth! Sweetheart! Hey!"

"Sweetie!" said Tryla, waving her arms up. "Look over there!"

"It's us, the Little Freaks!" said Dubs, pointing to himself and the others.

Because the group was very small in size, their voices weren't as loud as before.

"It's not use..." said Braingel, with an angry sigh. "She can't hear us! Our voices are too quiet."

"We need something loud to get her attention," said Tryla.

"Like what?" asked Braingel.

"A megaphone," said Tryla.

"Do we have one?" asked Dubs.

"Yes we do," said Tryla. "We need to get the megaphone so our voices will be loud enough to get Lilibeth's attention."

She gets off the couch and said, "Come on, boys. Help me get the megaphone so we can use it."

"You got it, Tryla," said Braingel.

Braingel and Dubs follow Tryla to the living room closet that was open a little bit as they helped each other get out the megaphone. And while they were doing that, Lilibeth runs back into her bedroom.

"Well, that was fun!" said Lilibeth, panting a bit. "I always wanted to do that!"

She looks down and said, "I better get my clothes back on. I don't want my parents or Dubs seeing me in my underpants.

Lilibeth puts her clothes back on over her underwear and undershirt.

"Now..." said Lilibeth, starting to think again. "What other things can I do that aren't allowed...?"

She gasps as she thinks of something else to do.

"I know!" said Lilibeth. "I'll have some sweets! It's not dinner time yet, but whatever!"

She goes into the kitchen, climbs onto the counter, and opens the cabinets and she finds some sugary sweets. But most of them were on the highest cabinet.

"So this is where my mommy keeps hiding this sugary goodness?!" said Lilibeth, all happy. "Ooooh, I'm in sweet, sugary heaven!"

She placed her hand in the cabinet and was about to grab some of the sweets to eat.

"LILIBETH!" shouted Tryla, from the megaphone.

Lilibeth got spooked and almost fell off the counter. Thankfully, she quickly grabbed the refrigerator's handle, which broke her fall as she was able to place her feet down safely on the floor.

"Oh no, we scared her!" said Dubs.

"Lilibeth!" said Braingel. "Don't panic, sweetheart! It's just us!"

"Who...W-Who's there?" said Lilibeth, all shaky. "Who's taking to me?"

"Lilibeth! Hey Lilibeth!" said Braingel, as he waves his arms. "We're down here!"

"Huh?" said Lilibeth, looking both ways.

"Honey, look down!" said Tryla.

Lilibeth slowly looks down and sees Braingel and Tryla first near the closet.

"Mommy? Daddy?" Lilibeth said, not believing her eyes. "Is that you?"

"She sees us!" said Tryla, happily. "She noticed us!"

"Yes Lilibeth!" Braingel said. "It's your mommy and daddy!"

"But you're so small!" said Lilibeth, kneeling down to them. "What happened to you guys?!"

"It's a long story, honey..." said Tryla, sweating a bit.

"Hi Lilibeth," said Dubs, entering the scene. "How's it going?"

"Dubs?!" Lilibeth said, a little surprised. "You too?!"

"Eeyep," said Dubs. "I'm afraid so, Lilibeth."

"Both Dubs, your mother, and I are tiny," said Braingel.

"How did you guys grow smaller?" asked Lilibeth.

"Lord Doombringer shrunk us!" said the Little Freaks.

"Lord Doombringer?!" gasped Lilibeth. "You mean the guy who kidnapped me when I ran away from home?!"

"Yes, that's him!" said Tryla. "He took us away while you were at school today and used his Shrinking Machine to shrink us like this!"

"But why?" asked Lilibeth.

"He said we were in his way of conquering Earth," said Braingel.

"Oh…" said Lilibeth. "That's not good…"

Lilibeth then starts to get interested in the Little Freaks' new size.

"Wow..." said Lilibeth. "You guys are so tiny! How very cute!"

Lilibeth grabs them with both her hands and says as she picks them up, "I'm gonna play with you three along with my toys! Come on, it's playtime!"

When Lilibeth enters her bedroom, she turns to her many toys and starts to speak to them.

"Everybody?" Lilibeth said to her toys. "We have three guests who are here to play with us!"

"Yaaay!" she said as her toys.

"Here they are," said Lilibeth, showing her toys the Little Freaks. "This is my mommy, Tryla. My daddy, Braingel. And our friend, Dubs. They're known as the Little Freaks. Say hello, guys."

"Hello Little Freaks!" Lilibeth said, in her toys' voices.

"Hello Lilibeth's toys," said the Little Freaks.

"Now what shall we play first?" asked Lilibeth.

Lilibeth goes to one of her stuffed bears and said, "What's that?"

She puts her teddy bear close to her ear.

"Great idea, Mr. Bear!" said Lilibeth, getting excited. "Let's do that!"

"Do what?" asked Braingel.

Lilibeth takes out some clothes and accessories of her little tiny plush toys from her play drawer and dresses Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs in them. Yet most of them were made for female ones. So the Little Freaks were now each in a dress and other girly accessions.

"You know, it's not that bad," said Tryla.

"Easy for you to say, Tryla…" said Braingel, with a groan.

"Yeah!" said Dubs, unhappy. "Braingel and I are not girls. We are boys! And we look pretty. Boys don't like looking pretty!"

"Well, at least Lilibeth didn't put any colors on our faces," said Braingel.

But in a few minutes, Lilibeth puts the Little Freaks in facial make-up using a play make-up kit as well as some from Tryla's make-up box.

"Kill me..." said Braingel, talking under his breath. "Somebody just kill me now..."

"Kill me as well, please..." said Dubs.

"Why are you guys being so negative?" asked Tryla.

"Because we shouldn't be wearing this stuff!" said Dubs. "Boys don't wear dresses, boys don't wear skirts, and boys don't wear make-up!"

"Well, I do," said Tryla, looking at her clothes. "I think it's very pretty. Beautiful!"

"Tryla, you're just saying that because you're a girl," said Dubs, rolling his eyes.

"I feel like a living porcelain doll in all of this..." said Braingel.

"Okay Freaks!" said Lilibeth, grabbing them again. "Time for tea!"

Lilibeth places the Little Freaks onto her play table as it was set for a tea party using her tea party play kit.

"Welcome to my tea party, Freaks!" said Lilibeth.

"Thank you, Lilibeth," said Tryla.

"Meh…" said Braingel and Dubs, not happy.

"Can I please get out of this dress and make-up?" asked Braingel. "I look stupid. And ugly!"

"Why don't you tell Lilibeth how you feel?" suggested Tryla. "That's what you and I tell her to do with us, Braingel."

"Okay," said Braingel, then saying to Lilibeth, "Lilibeth? Sweetheart?"

"What is it, daddy?" said Lilibeth.

"Daddy doesn't like being dressed up like a doll," said Braingel.

"Why not…?" said Lilibeth, starting to frown.

"Well, daddy's a boy," said Braingel, "not a girl."

"So?" said Lilibeth.

"So, daddy doesn't wear dresses and make-up," said Braingel.

"Then what do you wear?" asked Lilibeth.

"Well," said Braingel, "boys wear tuxedos, shirts, jeans, shoes, top hats, dress pants, you know."

"Oh..." said Lilibeth. "So do you want me to dress you up in a man's clothing instead?"

"Yes please," said Braingel. "Dubs too."

"Okay," said Lilibeth, then takes out a camera and says, "But first!"

"Is that my instant camera?!" said Braingel.

"Lilibeth no!" said Dubs. "Don't take a picture of us in this girly nightmare!"

"Say cheese!" said Lilibeth.

She takes the picture as a flash was shown. The photograph comes out and it shows the Little Freaks in the female doll attire. Tryla was smiling, Braingel had a blank expression, and Dubs showed a freaked out look.

"Hahahahaha!" said Lilibeth, laughing. "I got you!"

"Lilibeth?!" said Braingel, all embarrassed. "Why?!"

Tryla starts laughing as well.

"You look so cute in those outfits!" said Lilibeth, with a big smile.

"Thanks Lilibeth," said Tryla. "Your father and Dubs look cute, too! Hehehehehe!"

"Tryla…!" said Braingel, quietly.

"Stop giggling!" said Dubs, angrily.

"Okay fine, I'll stop," said Tryla, as she stopped laughing.

Lilibeth picks up Braingel and Dubs and takes them to the bathroom. She washes the make-up off their faces and dresses the two men into each a fancy tuxedo as well as a top hat and dress shoes.

"Did I do okay?" asked Lilibeth.

"Much better!" said Dubs.

"We look fantastic!" said Braingel. "Good job, sweetheart!"

"Oh...Well, thank you!" said Lilibeth, feeling happy. "Now let's go back to my room."

She takes Braingel and Dubs back into her bedroom and sits them next to Tryla.

"You guys look great!" said Tryla.

"Thanks Tryla," said Dubs, with a smile.

"And boy, don't you look handsome…" Tryla said to Braingel, touching his cheeks.

"Thanks baby," said Braingel, blushing.

Tryla kisses her boyfriend as he giggles.

"Now are you guys ready for the tea party?" Lilibeth asked, as she holds onto her stuffed rabbit in her arms.

"Yep!" said the Little Freaks.

"Great!" said Lilibeth.

She picks up her play teapot and says, "Would you like some tea?"

"Yes please," said Tryla.

"Too bad there's no actual real tea in this teapot..." said Lilibeth. "Oh well, we can pretend."

"That's the spirit, Lilibeth," said Tryla.

Lilibeth "pours" the tea into three of her play teacups for each of the Little Freaks as well as giving some to her toys sitting on the chairs.

"Thank you, Lilibeth," said Tryla.

"Thanks Lilibeth," said Braingel and Dubs.

"You're welcome, mommy and daddy," said Lilibeth. "And Dubs."

Everybody starts to "drink" their tea.

"How is it, my three wonderful guests?" asked Lilibeth, to the Little Freaks.

Even though they weren't drinking any tea at all, Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs decided to play along with Lilibeth since the child was only 5 years old.

"It's nice and hot," said Tryla.

"What kind of tea is it?" asked Braingel. "And what flavor is it?"

"I dunno…" said Lilibeth, with a small sweat.

"Well…" said Braingel. "I'm getting some peppermint here."

"I'm getting some lemon for me," said Tryla.

"Cinnamon in mine," said Dubs.

"Do you like them?" asked Lilibeth.

"Oh yes, it tastes great," said Tryla.

"Delicious," said Braingel.

"Very good," said Dubs.

"I'm glad," said Lilibeth, happily.

Lilibeth turns to her rabbit plush and said to it, "How is your tea, Mr. Bunny?"

She then says in her rabbit toy's voice, "It's very warm. Just the way I like it. And it's a tasty ginger tea. Yummy yum yum!"

"Good to hear," said Lilibeth, in her regular voice.

She then pauses and says, "Oh! I forgot the food! I'll be right back, everybody."

Lilibeth goes into the kitchen, climbs onto the counter, grabs some dessert foods, and runs back into her bedroom as she sets them out on her play table.

"Lilibeth honey…?" said Tryla, looking at the sugary foods. "Those sweet treats might be too big for us..."

"That's okay," said Lilibeth. "I'll give you three one of everything."

She gives Braingel, Tryla, and Dubs each one of the many sweets she brought.

"Thank you, Lilibeth," said the Little Freaks.

"You're welcome, Little Freaks," said Lilibeth. "Okay everybody! Eat up!"

Everyone starts eating their sweets. As well as Lilibeth pretending to feed her toys the food. Then a few minutes later, after the tea party, Lilibeth wanted to do something else.

"Okay you guys," said Lilibeth, picking up the Little Freaks again with her hand. "Let's do another fun thing."

She brings them to her dollhouse as she said, "We'll play house!"

"Uhhh Tryla?" Braingel said to Tryla. "Is it just me or is Lilibeth's dollhouse just the right size for us?"

"Hmmm..." said Tryla, then gasping as she said, "We can fit in here! This is just right! It's perfect!"

"What did you say, mommy?" Lilibeth asked her mother.

"Your dollhouse is perfect for us, sweetie!" said Tryla, in a happy voice. "It's just the right size!"

"That's great, mommy!" said Lilibeth, with a big smile.

Lilibeth places the group in the dollhouse.

"Now let's start," she said.

The little girl starts moving the Little Freaks around as she tells a story.

"Once upon a time," Lilibeth began, "there lived a man and a woman in this nice, cute little house."

She starts moving Braingel around.

"Hello there, my darling," said Lilibeth. "How are you today?"

She then starts moving Tryla around.

"I am doing quite well, honey bunny," said Lilibeth. "I love you."

She then says as Braingel, "I love you, too."

Lilibeth picks up Braingel and Tryla and squishes them together as she gently makes them touch faces with each other as she pretends to make kissing noises.

"You know, this feels pretty good," said Braingel, starting to smile.

"It really does," said Tryla, starting to smile as well.

"Ding dong!" said Lilibeth, then saying as Tryla, "I'll get it!"

Lilibeth opens the dollhouse's front door as she said, "Hello sir. May we help you?"

She starts moving Dubs around as she says, "Why yes, the town is having a big party in 2 hours. Care to join?"

She then again says as Braingel, "Sure we can, sir. My woman and I are dressed to impress in the finest clothes.

"2 hours later..." said Lilibeth, moving all of the Little Freaks around. "Woohoo, this is fun! Paaaaaarty!"

5 minutes into playing, Lilibeth started to shake her dollhouse fast, but in a gently way.

"Uh oh!" she cried. "Earthquake! Eaaaaaarthquaaaaaaake!"

"Lilibeth!" said Braingel, getting dizzy. "I'm getting dizzy!"

"Aaaaaaaaaahhh!" cried Lilibeth, pretending to scream.

"Lilibeth!" said Tryla, also getting dizzy. "Stop! This is too rough!"

"Sorry mommy…" said Lilibeth, as she stopped shaking her dollhouse.

"It's okay..." said Tryla. "Play a little softer, please."

"And because of the earthquake," said Lilibeth, placing the Little Freaks flat on the floor, "the people were knocked out and fell into a deep slumber."

Lilibeth then stands the three up as she said, "But then some magic from the sky came down to the people and woke them up. And they all lived happily ever after. The end!"

"Wonderful story, Lilibeth," said Braingel, clapping for her. "You're very good at giving out happy endings."

"I love happy endings," said Lilibeth. "It makes me feel very happy."

"That's great, sweetie," said Tryla, with a smile.

"Thanks mommy," said Lilibeth. "By the way, are you Little Freaks having fun?"

"Well, speaking for myself, Lilibeth," said Tryla. "I'm having a great time."

She then turns to Tryla and Dubs and said, "What do you say, Freaks?"

"After Dubs and I finally got into men's clothes..." said Braingel. "Yeah, we're having fun now."

"I agree," said Dubs.

"Fabulous," said Tryla. "So what shall we do now?"

"Let's have a conversation," said Dubs. "A nice one where we can all get along."

"Good idea, Dubs," said Tryla. "I'll start."

She looks up at Lilibeth and said to her, "How was school today, Lilibeth?"

"It was same as usual, mommy," said Lilibeth, then starting to frown. "Except when you and daddy never showed up..."

"Sweetheart," said Braingel. "We couldn't show up because we were too small to drive the car."

"I know," said Lilibeth, with a sad sigh. "Sometimes when I don't see my mommy and daddy, I feel sad..."

"Awww, I'm sorry, honey…" said Tryla, with a frown.

"Wait!" said Braingel. "I have an idea!"

"Huh?" said Lilibeth. "What is it, daddy?"

"Why don't you take us to school with you?" Braingel suggested. "In your backpack?"

Lilibeth gasped with excitement.

"Can I really do that for you guys?!" Lilibeth asked.

"Well, we would be small enough for your backpack, wouldn't we?" said Tryla.

"Mmm hmm!" said Lilibeth, nodding her head.

"Then it's settled," said Dubs. "The Little Freaks are going to school with Lilibeth. Starting tomorrow on Tuesday!"

"Hooray!" said Lilibeth. "I can't wait!"

A few hours later, after having a small dinner with leftovers, it started to get dark outside.

"Okay Lilibeth," Tryla said to Lilibeth. "Time for bed, sweetie."

"Awww already…?" said Lilibeth, starting to get sad. "But I'm having so much fun!"

"I know you are, honey," said Tryla. "But you have school tomorrow. So you have to go to bed."

"And you're taking us with you, remember?" said Braingel.

"Yes daddy," said Lilibeth. "I remember."

"Then get ready for bed," said Braingel.

"Okay," said Lilibeth.

"Good girl," said Braingel.

"By the way, where are you guys going to sleep tonight?" asked Lilibeth.

"We're going to sleep in our own beds, of course," said Braingel.

"But it'll be so big for you guys," said Lilibeth. "You're all very tiny. Maybe you can sleep somewhere else."

"What else is there?" asked Dubs.

"My bedroom," said Lilibeth, then gasping and said, "You can sleep in my dollhouse!"

"Do you have any beds in your dollhouse that we can fit in?" asked Braingel.

"Of course!" said Lilibeth. "I'll show you!"

Lilibeth opens her dollhouse and shows them three single play beds.

"See?" said Lilibeth. "One for mommy, one for daddy, and one for Dubs."

"Oooo…!" said the Little Freaks.

"But do you have a doll bed for two?" asked Tryla.

"Why?" asked Lilibeth.

"Your mom and I like to sleep together," said Braingel, then gives Tryla a kiss. "Cause we love each other."

"Yes, I do have that," said Lilibeth, showing them a double play bed. "Here you are."

"Perfect!" said Tryla.

"Now what about pajamas?" said Dubs. "We need to get out of our clothes and get into our pajamas."

"But our pajamas are too big for us," said Braingel. "The only thing that shrunk is our clothes that all three of us are wearing right now.

"Don't worry about a thing, you three," said Lilibeth, takes out some pajamas for her dolls. "Cause I have some small dolly pajamas for each of you!"

She shows the pajamas to the Little Freaks as she said, "See? A nightgown for my mommy and a two-piece set for my daddy and Dubs, of course with a shirt and pants."

"Thanks so much, Lilibeth," said Tryla, appreciating her daughter's help. "You're the best!"

"You're welcome, mommy," said Lilibeth, with a smile.

After getting their pajamas on, the Little Freaks went into the doll beds that Lilibeth offered to them. Then Lilibeth herself got into her pajamas, brushed her teeth, and crawled into her bed.

"You ready for bed, guys?" Lilibeth asked.

"Yes Lilibeth," said Dubs.

"Lilibeth?" said Braingel. "Since we're going to join you at school, how are we going to get there?"

"Your father and I will not allow you to walk there," said Tryla.

"Oh dear, I didn't think about that!" said Lilibeth, about to get upset.

"Wait a minute!" said Dubs. "Is there a bus that goes by our house?"

"Yes there it," said Braingel. "There's a bus stop nearby in our street that stops there at 8 o'clock in the morning."

"Oh good," said Dubs. "So Lilibeth can take the bus to school."

"And Emma's mother will drive her home," said Tryla.

"Yay!" said Lilibeth. "We're good!"

She then starts to yawn.

"I think we should get to sleep now," said Braingel. "Lilibeth is already starting to yawn."

"Yeah, we should," said Tryla, lying down. "Let's do that."

"Goodnight Freaks," said Lilibeth. "See you all in the morning."

"Night Lilibeth," said Dubs.

"Night sweetheart," said Braingel.

He then snuggles with Tryla as he said to her, "Goodnight baby."

"Goodnight honey," said Tryla, as she and Braingel kiss each other.

Lilibeth turns the light off as she and the Little Freaks went to sleep.

To Be Continued…