M: Okay, first off, this isn't really a Fanfiction, well not in the traditional sense.

Princess Sally:

Mini-Adventurer:

A1: Chapter 1:

Changes

(Mysterious P.O.V.)

I let out a light moan as I slowly came back from unconsciousness. I slowly opened my eyes to let them adjust to the light, as I know from experience how much light could string after being unconscious for a while. Just how long I was out, I didn't know at the moment.

I set up, and look around, trying to get my bearings. I became slightly afraid when I saw how alien my surrounding was. Now, most people would freak out if they woke up in some strange place, but not I, not when I have something like this happen to me a couple of times. But I guess that's the prices one pays when you're the son of the prime inventor of a raising tech company whom CEO also happened to be your uncle.

I checked to see if I was tied up or anything, and when I found that my arms and legs weren't bonded, I decided to get up and explore. I got up, and nearly fall back down when I found that my center of gravity had change suddenly. I got myself, and after a second to get my bearing, slowly straightened up.

As I took an extra moment to get myself used to this suddenly change in gravity, I notice something else about my body. It felt lighter then it should be, and some area felt completely different then I remember. It was almost like my body wasn't my body anymore.

I decided to store this information in the back of my head for the time being. I had more important things to worry about then worrying about my body sudden change. I began looking around, trying to see if I can found anything I was familiar with, all while trying to get my body under control. I looked for the next three minutes, and all I found was open area, not even a single window to be found.

I my breath suddenly caught in my throat, as I finally came up a land mark. But what I saw was or should have been impossible. There, right in front of me, was a pair of small, round, green famed glasses, only they were bigger then normal. But they weren't just any glasses, no, they were special.

"Those are my glasses," I gasped at the sound of my own voice. It didn't sound like the voice I remember. In fact, this new voice almost sounded girly.

More curious then ever, I ventured up to my glasses to see if I could see myself clearly enough to solve this mysterious. I felt my knees go weak, and it was taking all of my strength to keep myself from falling onto my face.

"That can't be me, can it?" And yet as I said those words, but couldn't help but feel the doubt in them as I looked upon my reflection.

(Third Party P.O.V.)

The person you see before you is Samuel "Sam" Allen, age: 16 and he used to be 5 foot, 10 inches. He's something of a teen genius, and part time inventor. But he's invention has a habit of blowing up in his face. Despite this, he's liked and well respected by all of his neighbors.

But for some strange reason, the face he was seeing in his own, oversized glasses wasn't the face he remembered seeing in the mirror this morning.

"I can't believe this, but I look like Sally Acorn," Sam said breathlessly.

Sally Acorn is a character that appears in Sam's favorite comic book: Sonic the Hedgehog. She's main character and a love interest of the prime character.

Sally is a squirrel/chipmunk mix breed with light brown fur, and red hair with small bangs hanging in front of her forehead. Sally is also best known for her attire, which were just a pair of blue knee high boots, and a blue vest.

Expect the Sally Sam was looking at was slightly different. This Sally had shorter hair in the front with the back slightly longer. This Sally also had on a full wardrobe. She still has the vest and boots, but now had on sleeveless black shirt that didn't cover her stomach, and a pair of finger-cut glove that went almost all of the way to the shoulders. There was a black mini skirt held by a belt that hugged Sally's upper legs. Finally there was a gold pendent, with the house of Acorn curved right into it, hanging comfortable around her neck.

It was more then just Sally's attire that was different. Her figure was that of a sixteen year old with hints of being an early bloomer. Also this Sally had five fingers instead of the usual cartoonish four fingers. Finally, her head was more realistic instead of the big cartoonish way some cartoon characters are drawn in.

It didn't take long for Sam to piece it all together. He had somehow been changed into creature he was looking at right now. As the pieces were put together, the former male inventor could feel fear rising, but for another reason then you might think.

"If those are my glasses, then I must be only a couple of inches tall," Sam mused to himself, err, herself as she slowly walked around her old glasses. "But just how small am I?"

Sam, or rather Sally, looked around, and realized where she was. She was in her basement, which doubles as her own personal laboratory where most of his experiments took place. This realization caused certain pieces in the former boy's memory to start to full into place.

"AGGHH, I remember now. I was doing some kind of an experiment, AHHGG!" Sally held her head as remembering things were causing her head to hurt. "But what was I working again?"

The humanoid animal tried to remember more, but the more she tried, the greater the pain in her head was becoming. After a minute of trying to remember, the pain become so much that her vision was blurring, and it felt like she could threw up at any second. Finally, Sally gave up and took a seat on the floor, letting her nausea subside.

"It's no use, I can't remember," Sally said to herself weakly.

As she continued to let her nausea subside, she looked to her left. Now that she was aware of her surrounding, things were clearer and, she knew that her work bench was in that direction. Suddenly, another memory clicked together, and she remembered that her current project was currently sitting on there.

Maybe if can see whatever I was working on, I might just be able piece everything back together, Sally thought.

Having recovered from her nausea, the squirrel/chipmunk got to her feet, and looked at the blurry image of her work bench. She let out a heavy sigh when she saw that it looked like a two mile hick to said bench.

"Well, daddy always did say I needed to excise more," Sally gasped when she heard the word daddy. "Did I just call daddy, DADDY?" AHHGGG! I did it again."

Sally would continue with this for another two and half minutes before realizing what she was doing was just plain silly. So, with another sigh, the former male inventor began the long hick to what she hopes would shade some light on this mystery.

(Meanwhile outside)

"Okay, that idiot should have knocked himself out now, so I should go soon," a figure said coldly, looking at the house where the Allen family lives.

Allen family live in a two story newly constructed house with a fine oak finish and a two vehicle garage. There was a timber wood tree on the right side of the house, and an old tire swing on it.

The mysterious figure scowled as he slowly approached the house. The man was dressed in a pair of old, white windbreaker pants, black windbreaker coat, and a pair of red, worn out high tops. This man also wore a black baseball cap with his hair tuck fair inside of it, and a pair of ray band sunglasses, completely masking his true identity.

The man stopped at the each of the Allen's front lawn, and looked around. Once he was sure that no one was around, he grabbed his right coat sleeve, and pulled it back, revealing a silver Rolex watch.

"Quarter to two. That old man wouldn't be home for few hours, and his idiot of a son should be out for another 30 minutes. More then enough time for me to do what I came here to do," the man said devilishly.

The man then looked around again, and once he was sure he was in the clear, quickly walked up to the front door. He then fished around in his right coat pocket, and took out a house key. He put into the door lock and unlocked the door. The mysterious man checked one more time and grinned when he saw that no one was around.

He then opened the door, and went into the house without a moment hesitation.

The man's grin instantly disappeared when he entered into the Allen family house. He walked into a large size living room, with furniture that looked like it just delivered from the store. There was a green leather covered couch, nestled next to two easy boy chairs. The chair to the right was tan, and the one to the left was red, and looked slightly older.

Standing in front of the furniture was a brand spanking new, 50 inch Sony HD Television. There was also a PS3 slim, looking like it was just taken out of the packaging this morning. He could see the speakers of a surround sound system around the area. The man frown just a little more as he walked across the entrainment area, causally running his fingers on the surface of the TV stand. There was barely any dust on the stand, much to the guy's surprise.

He walked away from the area, and noticed two computer desks a few feet from the entrainment space, both looking brand new. The chairs were marked so the father and son wouldn't mix them up when they use them. The man walked up the Sam's computer, and noticed a picture near the monitor. He picked up the picture frame and looked at it.

"Why must the idiots gain everything while the truly talented suffer?" the man asked himself angrily.

He placed the picture frame face down, and looked towards the back. If he remembers right, the door to the basement was in the back of the house. The man grinned suddenly as he took off his cap and sunglasses. He was confident that no one will see his mop top of dirty blonde hair, and a pair of cold red eyes.

"Now, Sam Allen, you're seen just how big I truly am," the man said confidently.

(Meanwhile)

"Man, I glad no one's around, I don't think I could handle anyone looking up my skirt," Sally said embarrassingly as she climbed up one of the table legs.

Once the former boy had gotten to the table she realized another problem. At her current size it would be nearly impossible for her to climb up the mountain size table. She stared at the table, wondering how to get up there. She let out a light gasp when she remembered that an experiment of Sam's had gone out of control and really scratched up the front right table leg.

Sally could only hope that her "daddy" hadn't gotten around to fixing that two week old mistake as she wondered over to the leg. She almost smile she saw the large scratches that was cause by her out of control motorized hedge cutter. The scratches were big enough, well for someone her current size, to safely climb the side of the leg.

The former male inventor looked up at the mountain-like table, and felt s shiver of fear run through her. She quickly pushed that feeling aside, and grabbed a hold of a scratch mark. She was surprise to found the mark so deep and seemingly smooth to the touch. She took a deep sigh, to rid herself of any remaining fear, and began to climb.

All of that occurred about three minute ago, and surprisingly she was more then half way up the table. Sally kept her entire focus on the table in front of her, afraid if she looks down, she would loose her nerve and be unable to move.

Still…it's strange when I think about it. I was never really the athletic type before, but I'm barely winded for this climb, Sally thought curiously. Come to think about it, it didn't take long for me to reach the table either. Maybe it has something to do with the body I'm in?

Sally decided to file this into the back of her head for the time being, as she didn't want to be distracted from her current task. Taking a quick breath to calm herself, the miniature squirrel resumed her climb to top.

After two more minutes of climbing, Sally found herself on the top of the table. She took a seat near the edge of the table to catch her second wind, and that's when she decided to look to see how down it was. The mini princess felt her heart skip three beats when she looked down and realize she could barely see the floor.

"If I had fallen, I probably wouldn't have lived," Sally said fearfully and slowly inch away from the edge.

Once she had recovered her nerve enough she stood up, and begin looking around, trying to find the experiment she was working when she was Sam. But what she found instead what something was entirely different but still useful. It was a ruler, the one Sally use's for measuring her projects during development. While it wasn't what she was looking for, it would help her to solve another matter that has also been on her mind.

So the mini-adventurer walked up to the ruler, removing her new gold chain necklace in the process. She then lay down at the front of the ruler, and using her necklace to mark the measurement. When she got up to look at it, her mouth drooped and her eyes widened.

"Six and half inches tall…" Sally whispered dryly. "I'm that small?"

She suddenly felt very weak kneed and seat down next to the ruler before her legs could give out on her. She stayed at the necklace for a good minute and a half, just wondering how all of this could have happened.

She suddenly shook her head and grabbed her necklace. "I'm not going to find the answer just sitting here."

The mini-adventurer stood up, and placed the necklace back on her neck as she turned away from the ruler. She let out a sudden gasp as her mouth dropped to the ground, and her eyes grew bigger then the sun.

Standing right in the center of the table was a large, well large to a six inch tall person, machine. The base was square in shape and has both a DVD player and a portable scanner. There was a tower that looked to be the size of a small radio tower, to Sally at least. At the top of the tower were five projectors, one in the front and back, one on each side, and one at the very top.

Sally become fixated on the machine in front her, her eyes becoming unfocused as she continue to stay at the device. Suddenly the pain in her head stopped and she could remember what happen more then 45 minutes ago clearly.

(Flashback)

"Date: July 16. Time: 1:05 PM. Today I shall be doing my final testing on my latest project: The 3 dimensional projector," Sam spoke firmly into a silver digital recorder.

The young Sam wasn't all the impressive to look at, say for his 5, 10' heights. He is thin and lean, but not underweight. He had a small chin and low cheek bone that give him a slight babyish look. His light brown eye that looked very gentle was hidden behind his glasses. Finally, his raven black hair was slightly long but comb back so his bang wouldn't get in eyes when he was working.

He was dressed casually today, wearing a pair of old tan kakis held up by a belt, and a pair of slightly worn shoes. He was also wearing a plain green summer sweater with the sleeves rolled up.

"I'm about to start the final testing phase at 1:06. First, the picture scanner," Sam put a drawing of a fully dressed Sally under the scanner and pressed a button.

The machine came to life with a light humming sound, and the scanner quickly ran over the well-made drawing. Once that was done, the projector lens in the front lit up, throwing its light into the room. Sam watched, with a growing smile as a full, 3-dimensional image of the scanned drawing appeared right in front of him. The young inventor looked walked around the projection, looking it over thoroughly. If he didn't know any better he would say he was looking at a real person instead of a projection.

"First half of final testing proceeded without flaws. Now, moving on to the last part of final testing," Sam spoke confidently into his recorder.

Sam walked back to his invention, and set his recorder next to it. First he saved the picture to the device hard-drive, and then he switched the device from scanning mode to DVD player mode, and reached for a DVD he had at the side. Suddenly the light dimmed a little, causing the young man to look up. The light returned to normal after 4 second, still Sam frowned.

"The fuses must be shorting out again," he said with a light shrug, "I guess that's what happens when you work like I do."

He then returned his attention to his invention. Opening the dick tray, he put in a DVD of Sonic the Hedgehog, and closed it. He then pressed the play button.

That's when three things happened at once. First a power surge happened, dimming the light, and affecting the machine as well. Unfortunately, Sam didn't see it in time as his machine to start to short out when he pressed play. The three and final thing was a strange kind of energy that hang in the air, seemingly invisible to the eye.

Sam took a step back when he saw his invention begin to short out; causing dangerous electric sparks to jump around it. He became even more surprise when the air around his invention started to become charge with electricity.

"What the…how can the air become charge like that?" Sam asked as he watched his recorder take a blast of electricity. "I don't have time to worry about that. I have to do something before something really bad happens!"

Unfortunately, the young inventor didn't get the chance to act, as a bolt of electricity short from the device, and hit the young man square in the chest. Sam groan as he felt his entire upper body jerk backward, knocking him onto the floor, while jolting his glasses free from his face.

(Sam P.O.V.)

It felt like someone had thrown two footballs into my chest at the same time, knocking the wind out of me. I was surprise that the impact with the floor didn't knock me out. I kind of wished it had.

That electric bolt did a number on me. My body was arching from head to toe. I tried to move my little pinky, and a pain shot up to my shoulder. So I decided to just lay there and let my body recovered.

I stayed up at the ceiling, and wonder what happened. I have never seen something like that before, nor have I read about it either. I know that the air in the basement is dry, but not dry enough to conduct electricity. So I wonder what could have caused it.

I could hear my machine shut down due to a small fail-safe I had installed during development. I had too many of my inventions blow up because of something like power surges happening. So I added a small surge protector when I was building it. Hopefully it wasn't to damage, and I could look at it and see if I could find out what cause all of that crazy stuffy. That, of course, was once feeling returned to my body.

I decided, after two minutes, to try and move a part of my body. I found out that I was able to move my arms from the shoulder down, but they felt stiff. I found I was still having trouble with my legs, and the rest of my body, but I least I could move them slightly. So I decided to feel my chest, where the bolt hit him as my neck was so stiff and sore from the fall, I couldn't even move my head to the side. To my surprise, I didn't feel anything. No singe or burn mark, heck, there wasn't even a hole.

Even those I knew it would hurt, I moved my head to look at the spot I was hit, and I didn't see anything. I couldn't help but found it weird. I know I was hit, I can still feel the after-effect, but why wasn't there prove that I was hit?

"This just keeps getting weirder and weirder," I whispered dryly to myself.

It was then that I notice something else. My shirt sleeves were half way over my hands. Out of habit, I usually pull up my sleeves when I'm working. And I know that my fall wouldn't cause them to fall.

It was around this time, that I realize something else. Now that feeling was coming back to my body, I noticed that my cloths felt roomier. In fact, my feet feel like they could come out of my shoes at any second. I looked around, though it was painful to do so, and notice that my surrounding seems different, off somehow. It was like certain were further away then they use to be. In fact, the entire room seemed bigger then it use to be. In fact, the more I looked the more I saw things get further away.

I realize what was happening to me at the moment. And while I knew it was impossibility, I couldn't deny the facts that were right before my own eye.

"I'm shrinking…" I squeak. I suddenly gasped as I realized that my voice sounded slightly different.

Stun beyond reason, all I could do was lay there and let myself shrink into my clothing. The first thing I notice was my hands being swallowed by my sleeves, and my feet leaving my shoes, and being quickly swallowed by my pants legs. I watched as the hole of sweater grew, and at the same time swallow my head up. The shrinking seem to pick up speed as I felt my body quickly shrunk small enough to fit into the body of my sweater.

It was around this time that I realized something else was happening to my body. I felt my arms legs slimming down, becoming more narrow and slender. I could feel similar changes happening with my hands and feet. I felt my hips widen, as my waist shrunk even so slightly, and I could feel my groin quickly retracted into my body, almost bringing a tear to my eyes.

I felt as my shoulders push themselves into my body, and felt something quickly growing on my chest. I could feel my face change slightly, as my cheek become slightly higher, and my face narrow slightly. I could feel my hair growing ever so slightly. Finally, I could feel something growing all around my body, and realized that it was fur that was growing.

Finally, my bizarre transformation ended, leaving me in a greater state of shock then before. All I could do was lay thing, using my hands to keep the fabric of the sweater from entering my mouth. But my strange experience was over just yet.

I could hear a ripping coming from below me. Suddenly I found my sweater ripped to shreds, and I was blind by the suddenly burst of light. After a few seconds I could see again, and was shocked by what I saw.

My cloth, including my underwear and shoes had torn themselves into tiny shreds and was continuing to tare apart. Some go so small; I couldn't even see them anymore. Soon, all that was left were small scrapes of clothe and other fabric, just enough to make a full attire for whatever size I was now.

Now if you think what happen to me is weird so, well, the weirdest is yet to come!

First I watched as the remains of my underwear floated down to my private area, and against my better judgment, I looked at the pieces of fabric began to form. I felt a heavy blush on my face as I saw, for the first time the petite female form that my body had taken. I could feel my blush deepen as I watch the remains of my underwear form a cotton-like bra and panties, around my privates. I stared at my new underwear and realized that it looked brand new. There wasn't a tare or rip mark on them.

Just another file added to the weirdness that my day is turning into.

Next came my feet. The remaining pieces of my shoes floated toward my feet, and the remaining piece sole fitted themselves to the bottom of my feet. Next, the fabric connected as their enclosed around my legs, ending at my knees. The fabric then changed into a lighter material, while changing color to a light blue, and finishing the change into knee high boots.

My new foot wear was surprisingly comfortable and didn't pitch my feet like I though it would.

Next up was the lower half of my body. I watched as what was left of pants form around my waist, turning black and into a lighter material in the process. As the last few pieces came into place, I realized I was wearing a mini skirt, and felt my blush returning as a belt was form to complete the lower half of my attire.

I was even barely aware as the rest of my attire formed around my upper body; my mind was still focus completely on the skirt I was now wearing. Only when I felt something around my neck did I looked upwards. The remains of my sweater had formed into a black sleeveless top, that didn't cover my stomach, a light blue vest, and a pair of light blue finger-cut glove that nearly went up to my shoulders. The weight on my neck was the last bit of my old belt, now transformed into a gold chain necklace with a strange, yet familiar looking symbol on it.

With everything now over, and my body fully recovered from the earlier shock, I sat up, and continue to look over my changed body. It was hard to believe I was looking at fur covered female body, let alone one wearing a skirt. I spotted my glasses, laying nearby, by change, and decided to look into them.

What I saw was the last straw. I just couldn't take the surprise of seeing Sally Acorn's face in the reflection on my glasses, mixed with all that happened, and I passed out.

(Flashback ends…Third Person P.O.V.)

"This stress of what happened must have cause me to block it out of my mind for some reason," Sally reason as she stared at the base of her invention.

Some time during her flashback, the former male inventor had taken a seat, and just continued to look at her device. Now most of her question about how she change into her current form that left only the biggest question.

"Just how did all of this happen?" Sally asked herself inquiringly.

"Perhaps, I answer that question," a computerized, female voice said calmly.

Startled, the six and half tall adventurer let out a small cry, and jumped to her feet. She did a quick scan and saw a small object next to her invention. As she wondered over to it, she realized that this was the spot where she left her digital recorder before starting the second half of her final testing. But now, in its place was a small computer-like object. Sally recognized it almost immediately, and she picked it up in her left to study it more.

"Niccole, how did you get here?" Sally inquired curiously.

"The same way you change into that body, princess," the computer replied calmly.

Princess! Sally screamed in her mind, a heavy blush forming under her fur. Her embarrassment was almost forgotten when she realized something.

"Wait…you know what happened to me?" the confused princess asked.

Niccole suddenly when into a series of beeps, and Sally knew from watching the old cartoon, she was doing some kind of analyzing. Soon, a holographic appeared in front of the confused newly dubbed princess. The image showed two worlds connected by some kind of tunnel.

"You somehow managed to connect your world to a sub-dimensional pocket world that existed beside your world. You're device probably had interfaced with a energy source strong enough open a portal to transmit matter between the two worlds," Niccole then into a long speech about the science of how matter was transferred from the two worlds, but was quickly interrupted.

"Wait. Just wait. I barely understood half of what you're saying, and I'm a genius," Sally said dumbfounded.

Niccole let out a metallic sigh, and then began explaining thing to her confused operator. "A Sub-Dimensional pocket is a world that created when a fictional world grew in mass, such as when someone created their own works of that world. Over time, said world would grow so strong, that it given life of its own."

Sally nodded, thinking things over. Though the computer was saying things simply, it was still a little to much to process due to her mind still being in a dazed from all that happen to her earlier. But she thinks she got the most of it.

"So…you're saying that there are worlds that are created from things like cartoons, and comic books," the mini princess said slowly.

"That is correct. Somehow, your device had synchronization with the world that I and your new form come from," Niccole explained calmly. "You absorb the energy of my world's Princess Sally, thereby taking on her form, and probably some of her abilities."

Sally had to raise an eyebrow at this, as something didn't quite add up with Niccole's story. She looked around, taking in everything around her. Her eyes then fall into the ruler that she used to measure herself a few minutes ago.

"Wait, if I absorb energy of your world Sally why am I so small?" asked the confused princess.

Niccole went into any series beeps as she processed the answer to the confused male inventor-turned-shrunken-princess. Sally waited, trying to piece things together herself. But after a moment, she was left more clueless then before, so she decided just to wait for Niccole.

"The mass of my sub-Dimensional World is far smaller then the mass of your world. When you absorb the energy of the princess, your mass was somehow transfer into the tunnel connecting the two worlds," Niccole explained.

Sally let out a small, soft gasp as an idea formed into her head. If it's true that her mass was somehow stored in the tunnel connecting the two worlds, then maybe that was the key to restoring her to normal. She looked at her holo-projector, a plan already forming in her head.

"Niccole, if it true what you just said, can I use my invention to somehow return me to normal?" Sally asked hopefully.

The mini computer went into a series beeps as she computed her owner's question. But before the computer could finish, both heard a sound, like someone was coming they way.

"Has the other one who lives here returned?" Niccole asked with a hint of curiously in her voice.

Sally slowly shook her head as she said," No, daddy wouldn't be home for a few more hours."

The mini princess, suddenly fearing the worst, hid behind a nearby pile of books. She cautiously peek her head out from the pile, and watched as the sound of footsteps grew closer. Soon a person Sally didn't recognize entered the basement. The mini princess suddenly found herself holding her breath as the burglar came closer to her work bench.

"That's strange. Where's the moron?" the burglar asked curiously, looking around on the floor.

Sally frowned as she thought she recognizes that voice from somehow. The burglar came closer, and Sally saw a mass of sandy blonde hair, and a pair of cold red eyes. Sally let out a small gasp as she recognized who the person was.

"Do you know him?" Niccole whispered so only Sally could hear her.

"Yeah," Sally replied in a whisper. "He's Fred Franklins, a classmate of my. He's also an inventor like me. But he's even more reckless then I am, and his inventors usually blow up in his face more then my own invention do. But what's he's doing here?"

As if answering the mini princess's thoughts, Fred looked at his rival's invention, and an arrogant grin appeared on his face. He hurried over to the desk, and picked up Sally's Holo-Projector.

"So, this is his new invention. Not up to his usual standard, but it should at least get me noticed at the Next Science Fair." Fred then looked for his rival's notes, but couldn't find them. "Oh well, guess I will have to figure it out myself.

The young man then left with his rival's invention in hand. Once the giant was gone, Sally came out of hiding. She stared at the spot where her invention was. When Fred had grabbed it, she wanted to leap out of her hiding spot, and tell her school rival off, but fear had gripped her to tightly that she couldn't even move a muscle.

This was also partly because she knew that Fred wasn't the most calmest person to be around. In fact, Fred was known for being cruel and wouldn't pull any punches when mad. Even some of the teachers are afraid to anger Fred.

After a moment though, the mini princess snapped out of her dazed and realized that her only chance to return to normal was rapidly leaving. She hurried to chase after Fred. She barely stopped herself from falling right off the table. She stared down at the floor, breaking into a cold sweat.

Now what can I do? Sally asked herself mentally.

"Princess, if I may, I could probably help out," Niccole suggested kindly.

Sally snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the computer in her hand. But said piece of hardware was busy at the moment, with a series of beep and bleeps, and a couple of others sounds the mini princess couldn't recognized at the time.

What's she doing? Sally asked herself mentally.

She got her answer a few seconds later when she heard a sound that clipped an old memory in the back former male inventor's head. As the sound got closer, she looked towards the stairs, where the noise was coming from, and saw a blurry shape making it way toward her. As it got closer, Sally recognized what it was.

But when Sam was 12, he had modified a remote control toy biplane as a project for school. Not only was he able to improve control, but also reached. When he tested it during school, he was found out that he can nearly travel 30 miles before the signal from the remote before to fade.

Sally watched as the plane was guided, no doubt by Niccole, to the table and landed softly. It came to a soft stop about a few inches in front of the mini princess. The princess didn't realize it until now, but the toy was model after Tails' own biplane. She hadn't realized just how much she loved the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise until this moment.

Still…there's a little problem with using the toy to get around.

"This is nice and all, but I doubt either of us could control this well enough to fly out of here," Sally said doubtfully.

"I had already taken this problem into account. Please hold me up in front of the plane," Niccole said kindly.

"…Okay?" Sally replied hesitantly.

The mini princess did as she was told and held out the computer so Niccole was facing the toy. Then, a small panel slipped up from the center of the top of Niccole, revealing a lens. A light beam then came out of the lens, surprising the mini princess speechless. But what was more surprising was that the beam had covered the entire plane and had almost blocked it from view entirely.

When the light died down, the former male inventor was stunned at what had happened to the toy. While the shape of the plane hadn't change, the blue color had lightened, matching the color on Sally's attire. There was a black streak running from the center to the tail of the plane. Finally there was the house of Acorn symbol on the center of the side of the plane.

Sally walked up to the toy, and lightly touched it with the tips of her free hand. It was cool to the touch, as if it was steel now instead of plastic. She looked to the front of the plane, and got a feeling that this was no longer a toy.

"What did you do, Niccole?" she asked curiously, looking at the computer in her hand.

"When I was coming to this world, I absorbed the Sub-Dimensional energy around me. This allows me to alter matter of an object in this world into something else entirely," Niccole replied calmly.

Sally couldn't help but stare in wonder at her new friend. She didn't think such a thing was possibly. But then again…here she was in the six inch form of a female character from a TV show/comic book. So, she guessed weirder things can happen. The mini princess let out a soft gasp as an idea hit her.

"If you can alter matter, can't you recreate my machine, and we use that to restore me to normal?" Sally asked hopefully.

"Unfortunately...no, your device is the central point of the tunnel. I could create a device like it, but it wouldn't have what we needed to reverse your condition. Also, the alter mattering uses a lot of the Sub-Dimensional energy, making the object I create that less useful, and it would take me a long time to recharge the spent energy," The tiny computer explained calmly.

"Well, I guess it couldn't be that easy," Sally replied with a sigh.

The mini princess then climbed into the plane. She immediately saw a port for Niccole, and put her in. She then spent the next 2 minutes trying to familiarize herself with the controls. It was during this time that she realized something.

"…I don't know how to fly this thing," Sally told her new friend.

"I had a feeling this would happen, so please listen carefully," Niccole replied kindly.

(Sally's P.O.V.)

I listen intently to my new friend as she give me a detail layout of how too work the plane. She also gave me a belief course of how to pilot the thing, as well. Despite this help, I wasn't feeling all that confident in piloting this thing. Lucky for me, Niccole told me she could take over as a sort of autopilot if I couldn't handle it. But she reassured me that it wouldn't come to that.

That didn't help my confidence that much either.

After the near five minutes talk, I took another minute to mentally prepare myself for this. I looked down, and noticed a pair of goggles on the control panel that I had missed during my earlier search. I grabbed them and put them on without a second thought.

I inhaled a deep breath of air, and then let out slowly. I then started up the plane like Niccole told me how to. I then quickly grabbed the control stick as the plane started to move. I tried to keep the plane under control as it sped down my work bench. I saw a lone test tube, coming up fast, I yanked back on the stick, and the plane lifted up. I barely missed the tube by a good inch, and had to throw the stick right just to avoid hitting the wall.

You know, I never realized just how close my work bench was to the wall. But I couldn't think of such thing at the moment as I steered my plane towards the stairs, and lifted the plane up more so I wouldn't risk hitting the stairs. I was a little surprise of how well I was handling the machine. Sure was a little shaky, but it wasn't that so bad that Niccole need to take over. She even commented me on how I was doing. But I didn't hear her, I was to busy with flying the plane to hear her clearly.

As I was leaving the basement, a sudden thought came over me. I couldn't help but feel like I was leaving my old life behind for a new one. I know this may sound funny to must, but that's how it felt to me. I couldn't help but smile a little as the excitement of all of this was finally starting to catch up with me.

Oh well, guess for the time being I'm just some kind of mini adventurer, exploring this great big world.

(Author's Corner)

M: First of all this is kind of a prototype for an idea I trying out, and just felt like writing for kicks. Second, if or when I continue this, this story well be a bunch of short, but somewhat connecting stories arcs.