M: Well, I guess I'm going forward with another FF; this one is about my favorite Digimon season. Hope you enjoy it.
Tamer Girls, Nice and Small
Shrinking: Phase 1: the First one
"That's weird," Rika Nonaka muttered to herself as she finished changing.
The famous Digimon Queen frowned in thought as she looked at her favorite attire. She couldn't put her figure on it, but something felt off. It was like somehow her favorite set of clothes had grown.
Rika was wearing her worn in navy blue jeans, and trademark belts. She was also wearing her favorite white and blue shirt, with the broken heart, as her other one was in the wash. She was also wearing her red wristbands. The only thing she wasn't wearing today was her yellow turtleneck. Since she had wore these clothes the longest, she could instinctive tell when something was off about them. She just couldn't figure out what was wrong with them.
"Is something wrong, Rika?" a familiar voice asked calmly.
The ashy head girl looked to her right, and saw as a humanoid fox appeared in the room, almost by magic. Renamon frown slightly when she noticed that something seemed off. She could tell by instincts that something was off about her tamer and close friend. She just couldn't figure out what.
"Yeah, I think someone is playing a prank on me," Rika said casually, looking over herself. "I think my clothes were switched."
Renamon frowned a little more at that thought. That didn't seem likely, not with her guarding this house. Plus, Rika's mother and grandmother was out of town, doing who knows what.
"Rika, why would someone go through the trouble of switching your clothes for some things that are slightly bigger?" Renamon asked.
Rika just shrugged as she closed her dresser. She quickly fixed her hair in her usual style. Rika frowned when she had to tie her hair tie tighter then she normal would. When she was done she looked at her partner, her face unusually relaxed.
"Maybe it was that new girl at school. She was bitter when I beat her during gym, when bragged that she was the better athlete," Rika replied causally.
Renamon just frowned more. Something seemed off about that theory. Why would someone that Rika barely knows go through all of that trouble? And how would she go about doing it when Renamon was at guard?
Renamon wanted to voice her concern, but Rika was in one of her rare better moods. When she gets like that, the female tamer was hard to get through to. Though, Renamon knows that her tamer is thick headed at times.
"Now, if you mind, I would like to have a good breakfast without my mother telling me what not to eat," Rika said.
The young redhead then walked passed her digimon partner. Renamon finally figure it out, as Rika walked by her. It wasn't Rika's clothing that hasn't changed; it was Rika herself that changed. She had gotten smaller, maybe 2 and half inches. That's why her clothes looked different on her.
Now, Renamon didn't want to jump to collisions. So she decided to follow her tamer, and watched her. As they left Rika's room, the digimon fox did noticed that her tamer's pants looked like they were hanging off her rear slightly. Still, she didn't want to think that Rika was shrinking. That would be plain silly even for a digimon.
When the two reached the kitchen, Rika went to the fridge immediately. She opened it and looked around, as if looking for something only she knew was there.
"Now that's what I'm talking about!" the redhead exclaimed as she took out a package of bacon. "I knew mom wouldn't think of looking for this before she left."
Renamon rolled her eyes, a habit she picked up from Rika's grandmother. Rika may have improved her relationship with her mother, but they were still at odd with each other. They mainly bicker about small things, like how Rika's mother wanted her to eat right, just in case Rika decided she wanted to try modeling. Rika, of course was against this, and had taken steps to insure that she had some good food to eat.
Renamon, who wanted to keep a close eye on Rika, begin helping out. She took out the needed cooking items, as Rika got more for their breakfast. As Renamon put the pots on the stove for the bacon and eggs, she quickly looked over at her tamer. She frowned when she notice that Rika did look shorter. She looked about another two and half inches smaller.
If Renamon remember right, her tamer was about four feet, 6 and half tall. With the inches she has lost that makes her almost four feet even. Renamon also notice that Rika had to stop what she was doing to pulled her pants up and readjusted her belt so they wouldn't fell.
She's probably would think she's loosing weight due to her mother's diet, Renamon thought as she started the stove.
After a few minutes of cooking, the tamer and her digimon partner were sitting down enjoying a good breakfast. Renamon kept looking to the girl that was setting next to her. She noticed that she was still shrinking, but slowly. She probably lost another few inches, though with Rika setting down, it was hard to tell just how much she lost. Unfortunately, Rika noticed her partner's stare.
"Okay, Renamon, why are you staring?" Rika demanded.
Renamon looked at her breakfast, thinking. She wanted to tell Rika what was happening to her, but she knew how her tamer would react. She would either demise that she was shrinking or get really mad at it. Either way, Renamon knew it wouldn't end well.
"Renamon!" Rika said demandingly.
The fox-like digimon just sigh. She could never lie to her tamer. Beside, if she knew about it, maybe she might know what happen to her.
"Rika…" Renamon said seriously," I don't know how to say this, but I think you're shrinking."
The ashy haired girl stared at her digimon partner. For a moment Renamon thought that her tamer didn't believe her. Suddenly, Rika let out a small chuckle.
"Oh man, Renamon, you nearly had me. Who put you up to that, Impmon or something else?" Rika asked with light humor to her voice.
Renamon sighed. She should have known. Rika was in to far a good mood to let much affect her. Renamon guess it was just luck that Rika was start to shrink mysterious when she was in a really, really good mood.
The fox digimon then thought of something, something that would prove to her tamer of her problem. Renamon stood up and turned to her tamer. She gently grabbed Rika by the arms, and lifted her to her feet. This was enough to put Rika into a small foil mood.
"Renamon. What do you think you're…doing," Rika quickly saw the gap in height between herself and her partner.
Rika and her digimon partner have always been close in height, Renamon probably only have around five to six inches over the human. But now she could clear see that Renamon was taller then before.
"How?" was all Rika could say.
"I don't know, Rika," Renamon replied softly.
Shocked, Rika took a seat, and begin to think. It wasn't possible, person just don't start shrink. Well, young person like herself, don't shrink. And when old people shrink, it probably not like how she was shrinking. In the end, Rika didn't know what to make of this shrinking thing.
Renamon watched her tamer closely. The fox-like digimon could tell that Rika was trying to make sense of this, but couldn't figure anything out. In reality, Renamon didn't know what to make of this either. Her knowledge of humans may be limited, but she knows that humans just don't start shrinking for no reason. And humans Rika's age usually grown, instead of shrink.
After a few second of uneasy silence, Rika got up. Words weren't needed for the tamer and her digimon partner. Renamon knew that Rika was curious about few things. So, the fox stood up, and followed closely behind, leaving their breakfast forgotten on the table.
The two walked in silence, the tamer leading the digimon. The two walked down the hall, passing a few rooms on the way. Renamon could recall that most of the rooms were guest rooms, but this house doesn't get a lot of guests. Eventually, they reached the room they were looking for, Rika's mother's room.
Rika didn't even hesitant, she opened the door, and want right in. Renamon followed by disappearing from the hall, and reappearing inside room like it was magic. The fox has been in her tamer's mother's room a few times before, mainly when Rika wanted something to hold against her mother, to try and get her to ease up on a few things.
Rumiko Nonaka's room was almost like her daughter's room, only much bigger. There was a large wardrobe on the right side, and a vanity mirror to the left side of the room, with many bottles of make-up, and perform. Renamon just ignored all of that stuff, as she watched her tamer move to the wardrobe.
Rika open the wardrobe and begin looking around in it. A few seconds later, she lift the wardrobe with a tape measurer in hand. Renamon raise a curious eyebrow to the item in her tamer's hands as the shrinking girl walked by her.
"Don't ask. Even I don't know what she use this form," Rika said bitterly.
Rika's eyes widen slightly when she noticed that Renamon had seemingly grown again. She knew that actually meant she had shrunk a little more. She tried to shrug this knowledge off as she handed the measurer over to her partner.
She walked over to her mother's vanity stand. She looked it over for anything that might be useful to her. She picked up a black eyeliner pencil, and walked back to Renamon. She handed the pencil over, and then walked over to the walk. She passed her back against walk, and stood up as straight as she could.
Renamon then took over. She walked over to where her tamer was standing, and used the pencil to mark Rika's diminishing height. She made a few strokes so the line would be dark enough for them to see. When she was done with that, she took out the measurer and lined the tip with the mark she just made.
Rika moved from the wall to get a look at the reading the tape measurer had. Even Rika, the famous Digimon Queen, couldn't hide the shock she felt when she saw how tall she currently was.
"…42 inches…" she whispered in disbelief. "I'm 3 feet, 6 inches. A whole feet shorter then I was 45 minutes ago."
Rika slowly looked down at herself, noticing, or allowing herself to notice, what this strange transformation was doing to her. Her once comfortable jeans now looked ridiculous on her. Her pant's legs were bunched up around her ankles, and it looked like they would swallow her feet at any time. Her belt on her leg looked close to falling down, and her other belt was barely holding her jeans in place. A few more inches, and she would loose her jeans entirely.
Rika didn't want to think beyond that point. But the shrinking tamer found herself unable to looked away. Instead, her eyes drifted farther up, to her shirt.
Rika's favorite shirt looked just as bad as her jeans. The bottom of her shirt had come free from her jeans, as her frame could no longer fill the clothing. The sleeves of the shirt were hanging off her shoulders, and someone could almost see into the neck hole of the shirt. When she looked at the sleeves, she noticed that her arms didn't even fill the sleeve holes. She had also noticed that her wristbands were gone. They had fallen off some time again, she just didn't notice until now. Even her hair tie didn't feel right.
Rika could the eerie impression that she looked like some kind of pre-teen. Yes, just a pre-teen trying on her bigger sister's favorite clothes just to know what they felt like.
"Rika, I know this might not be the time, but can you remember anything out of the ordinary. Anything that might had cause this?" Renamon inquired seriously.
Rika shook her head, trying to get rid of all the disturbing thoughts that were suddenly popping into her head, as she tried to think.
"No," Rika spoke softly," We bashed a digimon. I came start home after that, and ate some day old bread that Gogglehead gave me. I watched some TV after that, and then went bed. Nothing else."
Renamon then begin thinking herself. She knew that no one had entered this house during the night. She would have known otherwise. And it was the first few days of summer vacation. Rika hadn't hanged out with many people since summer started, exert for the tamers. And they certain couldn't do anything to Rika with out Renamon know about it.
Suddenly an eerie thought entered into the fox's head.
What if that person was involved with all of this? Renamon know that he was certainly powerful enough to suddenly cause a human being to shrink for reason unknown. But why would he do this? That was the question on the fox's mind.
Suddenly the phone rang. By habit, Renamon disappeared from the room, going to answer the device so her tamer wouldn't have to.
Now left alone, Rika's thoughts began running wild. Why was she shrinking? Was some kind of evil digimon behind this? And if that was the case, why was he, she, it, doing this to her? And for what reason was this digimon doing all of this? And more importantly, just how small is she going to get? What if she never stopped shrinking!
Rika let out a deep breath, as she clamed her mind. She realized that all of this thinking wasn't going to do her any good. All this pointless thinking was doing was turning her into a nervous wreck, and Rika didn't need to fall apart at this point. She took a set on the floor, and tried to think, to recall everything that happened to her the other night. But, try as she might, she couldn't recall anything that might figure out this entire shrinking thing.
Renamon appeared back in the room, next to her tamer, holding the wireless phone her right paw. Rika could tell, even without words that something was troubling her digimon partner.
"Rika, it's Jeri on the phone," Though Renamon's voice was leveled; her tamer could tell that something was wrong.
Rika stared at the phone in her partner's paw. Ever since the D-reaper, the tamers had each taken great interest with the digimonless tamer. For Rika, Jeri was like a sister, and she didn't want anything else to happen to poor girl.
With a sigh, Rika took the phone from her partner. Even the small device felt weird in her hands, as she brought up to her face. She noticed that the speaker seemed farther away. She tried to ignore this strange feeling she had, and made her voice sound as causal as she could.
"Jeri, what's wrong?" suddenly Rika was bombed with nothing but babble. Rika could barely make out what her friend was saying. "Jeri. Jeri! Take a deep breath, and tell me what's wrong."
Rika could hear her friend taking a deep breath, and then it went quiet. Rika probably figure that her friend was choosing what to say next. After a few seconds of silence, the ashy head tamer heard her friend's voice again. Rika's eyes widened as she listen to what her friend had to say.
"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!" Rika suddenly yelled.
Renamon's ear twitched at the level of her tamer's voice. From the level of Rika's voice, the fox-like digimon could tell that things would get worse, a lot worse, before things get better.
(Author's Corner)
M: okay, before we get into anymore of this "little" tale, I will tell you a few things about this one. First, as you can probably guess, I would be making this in phases. There would be about three phases, dealing with a different solution that the characters would face. Also, don't expect to see a lot of digimon in this story. In fact, Renamon is probably going to be the most seen in this story. I will give the reason for this as the story goes.