Uma was jogging down the sidewalk in the crisp, cool air of the morning, the fresh air filling her lungs and the occasional car passing her by as they rushed to morning jobs. Uma breathed deeply, enjoying the feel of a nice, calming exercise to get her blood pumping and her mind ready for the day.

Just as she was passing the long driveway heading up to Evie's house, Uma received a text. Which was exceedingly odd, since Uma never received texts that early in the morning.

Uma stopped in her forward motion, just jogging in place for a moment as she looked at her phone. She furrowed her brow as she realized that Evie had messaged her.

"Can you come to my house? I have a seriously big (or small depending on how you look at it) problem!" Evie's text read. Uma raised an eyebrow and stopped jogging for a moment to type something back.

"Sure, in front of your house rn on jog. What the prob?" Uma sent, and absently wondered what the issue could be. It must have been something monumental if Evie was up on a Saturday morning at eight o'clock.

"Just come. I'll explain when you get here," Evie replied after only a moment. Uma sighed deeply, finding herself more than a bit concerned as she started the hike up Evie's driveway.

Before long, she was on Evie's patio, headed for her front door. Uma quickly strode over to it, and she swiftly knocked on it, somewhat worried about what the other girl could have gotten into.

After a moment, however, it quickly occurred to her that Mal had said that she was going to spend the night with Evie. Uma rapped on the door once again, finding herself suddenly very fearful of whatever Evie might have gotten into with Mal.

However, before she could consider this any further, a small, purple-haired girl appeared before the glass door, and Uma's eyeballs nearly fell out of her head as she stared. The little girl just smirked and stuck her tongue out at her before jumping up and grabbing the door handle the best she could. It was one of those handles that didn't turn, but pulled down, and so the child was able to open the door without too much trouble.

The door slowly opened, and the little girl pushed it the rest of the way open as Uma just stared blankly.

"Hey, Shrimpy," the kid greeted, and Uma's eyes went wide as she was immediately carried back to memories of her and Mal as a kid and Mal's teasing ways. Heck, this kid looked just like Mal as a child. Just as mean and mischievous, too.

"Oh, no," Uma murmured under her breath.

"It's that dream again," she acknowledged aloud, remembering that one that she always had about a mean baby Mal torturing her throughout her life even into old age.

"Oh! Uma, you're here!" Evie suddenly cried, doing that funny hurrying walk that wasn't quite a run as she tried to move quickly. She took the purple-haired kid by the shoulders and guided her back into the house as she waved Uma in. Uma very slowly stepped across the threshold, scared of the madness that she was about to potentially have to put up with.

"Did you spawn, undergo asexual reproduction, or what is happening here? Because I do not want to be having that dream again," Uma bewilderedly asked Evie, and Evie shook her head.

"No, none of the above. This is really Mal," Evie clarified to the pirate, and Uma nodded slowly, staring at Mal in total shock.

"And wait… you have that dream, too?" Evie inquired curiously, and Uma shrugged, her eyes still a bit wide as she gaped at the child looking at her.

"Well, mine's about a little Mal picking on me for all of my life even to my death. The funeral part's always the scariest, though. What's your version?" Uma questioned innocently, unknowing of what Evie could have concocted in her somewhat oddball brain. Evie suddenly looked really strange and concerned as she looked at the pirate captain.

"No, did I imply I dreamed of that? No, ma'am, I did not," Evie told her quickly and Uma raised an eyebrow but dismissed it ultimately, deciding she wasn't going to press the issue right now.

"I am so flatter… flatterated-flattered, dadgum it! That you guys dream of me so much," Mal sarcastically commented, and Uma scoffed at the little girl, sticking her tongue out at the kid, and Mal returned it childishly.

"So how did it happen?" Uma asked, and Evie sighed slightly.

"She was sleepwalking and sleep-eating, which I don't know who does that besides Mal-"

"Aw, Harry sleep-eats all the time. I sometimes wake up to our whole fridge empty," Uma replied easily, and Evie furrowed her brow before nodding slowly.

"That actually makes a lot of sense. After all, they are kindred spirits-"

"Hey!" a small voice sounded off, but Evie continued in what she was saying.

"She was doing all of that when she must have sleep-talked some age changing spell triggered by baby carrots," Evie explained, but Uma was stuck on the last part of her sentence.

"You have baby carrots in your fridge?" Uma asked, stopping Evie in her tracks. Evie nodded easily and attempted to plough right through the question.

"Yes, but-"

"What else do you have in there?" Uma questioned, and Evie took only a moment in answering her. Uma knew it wasn't really significant, but she was quite honestly very curious.

"Plenty, but that's not important."

"Yes, it actually is. Let me guess, you organize everything by color and food group?" Uma teased, looking down at Mal who was giggling at Evie's expense.

"Of course I do. Who doesn't?" Evie asked, suddenly taking the question as seriously as Uma was, and Uma rolled her eyes, sharing a weirded-out glance with Mal.

"I don't know. Just every normal human being in the midst of our population," Uma pointed out, and Mal agreed completely. After a moment, Uma shook her head, through having her moment with picking on Evie, and she sobered as she looked at Uma seriously.

"But seriously. What're we going to do about this situation? I mean, I like being able to call Mal shrimpy and everything," Mal just narrowed her eyes at Uma as she glared at the pirate, "but I think she doesn't really want to be this way for the rest of her life."

Evie opened her mouth to say something to the other girl, but Mal was too fast for the bluenette.

"We're going to the museum and we're going to steal the spell book," Mal announced immediately in response, and Evie closed her eyes as she didn't even have a chance to explain it before the little faerie just burst out with the answers. Uma just watched her best friend in child mode for a moment before shaking her head.

"Nope. I guess you are going to be a child for the rest of your life," Uma shook her head, and Mal suddenly looked like she might cry as she pouted.

"You are being so mean to me! Shrimpy, Shrimpy, Shrimpy!" Mal stomped, crying out loudly, and Evie and Uma shared a shocked glance as they watched Mal practically start to throw a fit right in front of them.

Uma could see what Evie was thinking. It was written all in her face. Apparently, this new form melded Mal's adult thoughts with a toddler's thoughts and overdramatic feelings.

"Now, calm down, Mal," Evie immediately butted in, placing her hands on Mal's shoulders gently and Mal just looked at her with her bottom lip jutted out.

"I don't even know why I'm so upset about this!" Mal whined, and Evie nodded slowly, bringing Mal close as she stroked the girl's hair calmingly. Evie looked at Uma pointedly, and Uma gestured to herself with some confusion as she realized that Evie apparently wanted her to make the girl feel better.

"Hey, look. Calm down. We'll get you back to normal. Why don't we just ask Ben to get the book?" Uma asked, and Evie immediately started a cut-throat motion in an attempt to make Uma shut up, but it was too late. Mal spun around towards Uma, her eyes wide as they glowed a bit.

"NO! WE CAN'T DO THAT!"

"Umm… Am I allowed to ask why?" Uma questioned, looking at Evie uncertainly as Evie shook her head in slight warning.

"Because it's embarrassing!" Mal stumbled a bit over the last word. Uma almost snorted in the midst of her amusement at the fact that her normally so articulate friend was having such issues speaking, but she controlled her first response as she nodded.

"Okay, okay! No telling Ben," Uma replied, holding her hands out in a placating gesture. Mal nodded, and Evie sighed deeply as she released Mal from her hold in favor of standing up to speak to Uma on a more even level.

"But we can't steal any spell books until tonight," Evie pointed out, and Uma nodded before her eyes widened in horror at the realization that suddenly dawned upon her.

"You mean we're stuck with her like this until tonight?!" Uma demanded, and Evie nodded just barely, biting her bottom lip as she hoped desperately that Mal wouldn't take offense to that statement.

"What do you mean 'stuck with me?!'" Mal yelled, and Evie shook her head, quickly scooping up Mal as she put her on her hip instinctually in her hurry over to the fridge.

"What are you doing to me?! Put me down! I'm not a baby!" Mal screeched as Evie reached in her fridge and withdrew the baby carrots from their proper place. She quickly opened the bag before withdrawing one and offering it to Mal.

"M, you want some baby carrots?" Evie asked, and Mal furrowed her brow in anger at the mere thought of Evie hand-feeding her carrots.

"Heck, no, I don't! I'm a big girl!" Mal cried out, and Evie almost rolled her eyes in exasperation at the fact that Mal was now refusing the food that she had been eating as an adult.

"Come on, Mal, here comes the airplane!" Evie announced before making a buzzing noise with her mouth, and Mal at first looked utterly offended. However, Evie could easily see that Mal was enamored with it slightly.

"No! I am a full-grown adult!" Mal insisted, but as Evie's airplane drew closer, Mal furrowed her brow in an attempt to fight her urge to bite into the carrot.

"No! Dang it! It's an airplane!" Mal finally cried before letting Evie feed her the carrot.

Evie smiled widely at the fact that Mal had actually eaten the baby carrot without too much more trouble.

Honestly, Uma was getting a little creeped out by this entire exchange, and she really wasn't sure whether she admired Evie for her ingenuity in distracting the little girl or if she was just plain ready to run because of how strange it was.

"Well, if y'all got it all under control here, I'm gonna go. I'll meet y'all at the museum this evening," Uma told them, starting to back out as she reached for the door handle behind her.

"What? Are you chicken?" Mal asked, looking away from the carrots Evie had in favor of staring at Uma with mischief. Uma raised an eyebrow at the kid.

"Nope. Just wise," Uma replied shortly, and Mal started making clucking noises, mocking the pirate as she picked on her fully. Uma just scoffed in response, and Evie looked between the two of them with interest, secretly rooting for Mal to win.

"Yeah, yeah, just laugh it up," Uma told her.

"I think you're too scared to stay!" Mal announced and Evie just looked at Uma with a slight grin tugging at the corners of her lips. Uma glared quietly at the small faerie, and the little girl stared her down in return.

After a few more moments of this, Uma sighed deeply in resignation.

"Fine. But I better be getting some baby carrots out of it."

"Sure!" Evie happily spoke before walking over to Uma with a baby carrot, making airplane noises all the way. Uma furrowed her brow, holding her arms out as she tried to keep Evie's incoming airplane at bay.

"And don't you dare try that danged airplane trick on me!"

A/N: Uma is officially dragged into it… This should be interesting. And it seems that they are finding out that Mal's toddler form has affected her normal thoughts and feeling as well… Let me know what you guys thought! We've got a whole day of fun ahead of us for toddler Mal and our poor, poor caretakers.