They caught the Heartless after a horrible game of tag. But when Chirithy was able to block the Heartless's path, Tanme stabbed it through the chest, followed by him stopping on its imaginary ashes.
With the bottle in hand. It has some sort of clear liquid in it and he was surprised the bottle top didn't fell off during the chase. The label read: "Drink Me". He remembered that Miss Celeste always warn him about poisinous liquid, but this liquid doesn't have a bad smell.
With a glance at Chirithy, who clarified him with a nod, Tenma took a sip.
"How's it taste?" asked Chirithy.
"Hmm…" Tenma licked his lips as he attempted to place the flavors. "It tastes... kind of tangy."
Chirithy's ears flapped in surprise as Tenma suddenly shrunk down a size . The boy didn't seem to notice as he was still thinking of the flavors, shrinking down for each taste.
"...a bit sweet...maybe like roast meat..."
This time Temna noticed because the bootle he was holding is now bigger than him. "W-Whoa!"
Chirithy picked up the bottle with his two paws, helping Tenma to stand on his both feet. "Are you okay?" The cat asked.
Tenma nodded. Chirithy then followed to drink the liquid, shrinking his size too. Bith the keyblade weider and his companion stood in front of the door, which now was slightly taller than them.
"Okay, we're smaller now," said Tenma. "Can we go through?"
Once again the doorknob's eyeball rolled up and its mouth quirked up. "There's another thing," he chuckled. "I'm locked!"
Smokes came out of Tenma time. This is wasting his time! Well; it's a good thing he has a giant key, right?
In a quick move, he summoned his keyblade once more and pointed at the doorknob's mouth, its keyhole, slightly disappointed that that didn't chock it. But the door was finally opened and Tenma could saw so many red beyond it.
That doorknob is the troll, isn't it?