A/N I won't bug you, so I'm just gonna put up the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my dreams of owning everything.
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Just when he thought that he wouldn't be able to fight as a smash brother, not to mention regretting he chose to leave his bow in his room, time chose that moment to slow down. Pit was reminded of the apple from earlier as he slowly fell and tried to contemplate what had happened thus far.
"Let's see, apple, rabbit, hole. That pretty much covers it." He muttered out loud as he continued falling,
'I wonder where all of this leads' Pit thought, 'Provided I even survive the landing at least. Maybe I'll get lucky and land in water or something.' His mind began to wander,
'The master hand should be warned about this, if he believes me. But than again he has a strange job to begin with. He's a giant hand for Titan's sake.'
Before he could contemplate it any further, he landed on something soft. He looked up to find it was a large basket of leaves. Pit hurriedly examined his wing, it was tough to tell but it felt sprained. He guessed that it accidentally scraped against a branch when he tried to open them earlier. He wrapped it up in a makeshift splint as best he could, then took in his surroundings.
"Where am I?"
He was in some kind of hallway; it looked like something in a palace. Pit turned to a ticking sound and saw the rabbit boy, he was holding up his pocket watch.
"I can't afford to be any later than I already am." The strange boy said, and ran off to the far door before Pit could stop him.
Pit picked himself up and walked to the door the young rabbit boy entered. Thinking hard at the same time.
'Okay, calm down Pit.' He thought to himself 'Maybe I just fell through the earth and came out the other side. I don't really know how it works down here on earth, maybe I can ask for directions. Plus it doesn't look like the underworld, so I'm safe for now.' He thought, before muttering out loud "I hope."
As he walked closer to the door, Pit couldn't help but notice that either he was getting bigger, or the hallway was getting smaller. By the time he got to the door it looked like he had to crawl through it. He crouched down and opened the door.
He was shocked, as the door seemed bigger on the other side. Like it grew without moving. (You try describing that) He walked in to a decent sized hexagonal room and shut the door without thinking. He glanced around,
"Well this is interesting."
There was a door on each of the six sides of the room. Pit tried a few, but they were locked from the other side. He turned his attention to what looked like a glass table in the center of the room; it had a small key placed on the glass top. Pit picked it up and thought it looked so tiny he was sure it was a toy. He smiled as he noticed a portion of the wall covered by a curtain, when the curtain rose up on it's own and revealed small door.
"I wonder," Pit said, glancing at the key,
He crouched down and unlocked the door, and opened it. On the other side was a beautiful garden with flowers and what looked like a maze hedge. Pit smiled at the sight of it.
"If only I was smaller." He sighed almost wistfully. "Then I'll bet I could get in."
He closed the tiny door and relocked turning to the table to find a bottle sitting on it, filled with something red. It had a tag on it marked 'Drink me' as though the bottle itself reading his mind. Pit set the key down on the table and picked up the strange and somewhat spooky bottle.
"How did that get there?" He said, 'I wonder if it's all right to drink. If you drink from a bottle marked poison it'll get to you sooner of later.' He thought 'At least that's what I learned back in angel land.'
He examined the bottle from top to bottom, but it was smooth and bump free.
"It's not marked poison anywhere."
He carefully took a sip, not a bad taste (Kind of adequate) but nothing fatal.
"Hmm, I guess it's nothing." He said.
He seemed to have spoken to soon for before he could react he felt a strange sensation. He gasped the bottle flew from his hand and he felt himself falling again, but his feet didn't leave the floor. His eyes widened as he shrank down to the size of a, and covered his ears as the bottle fell to the floor with a loud bang, spilling the odd shrinking potion.
"Oh, no." Pit moaned as he saw the key was still on the table.
"Oh, If only my wing wasn't injured from the fall." He said, "Then I wouldn't be in this mess."
Pit sat down and grumbled for a moment, trying to think of something that could get him out of this mess.
"I can't climb that slippery table, and I can't fly up either." He said out loud, leaning back and putting a hand on his seat. "If I had been smart enough to hold onto the key, or hadn't relocked the door, or not have drank the…what am I sitting on?"
He stood up as he felt that he was sitting on something that was not the hard ground. It was a cookie box, and Pit was about to wonder about this when the lid lifted itself open.
"I wonder if the Master hand knows about this place." He wondered aloud as he picked up one of the cookies. It was mushroom shaped and said 'eat me' in chocolate chips.
"Last time I obeyed what a drink said I ended up tiny, and this may not be too different."
Unsure about it, he glanced at the spilled bottle. And took a deep breath.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained." He told him self,
'If it makes me taller then I can reach the key. And if it makes me smaller, maybe I can creep under the door.' He thought, trying to convince himself.
"Here we go." He said before taking a bite.
There was a pause before he felt the strange feeling again, this time he grew. Only he wouldn't seem to stop, he grew until he was jammed in the room.
"I'm stuck," He cried, "Now what am I supposed to do?"
As if on cue the Young Rabbit boy that Pit had followed in the first place popped out of one of the rooms, he now had a pair of brown gloves and a fan.
"I hope I'm not too late." He said. "If I keep her waiting, the things she'll do to me. I have to hurry."
"Ah, can you help me please?"
Unfortunately for Pit, the rabbit took one look at him and screamed,
"Ah! A giant!" He dropped his gloves onto Pit's now giant sandal. He moved to run but Pit stopped him,
"Wait, don't run off."
Pit started to cry, and the tears made a large splash, the boy looked at him,
"Are you crying?" He asked
"What do you think?" Pit moaned, to upset and shaken to remember to be polite
"I think you are." Rabbit boy confirmed, "Good think I speak that language fluently." He stepped out of the way to avoid a large tear,
"The language of crying?" Pit asked, arching an eyebrow
"Yes, but I can't stay." Said the rabbit boy, "I'm late."
"Wait!" Pit cried, but the rabbit boy had walked out of a door and shut it tight.
"Well that's just great." Pit moaned, he managed to lift his foot up and reach down to pick up the gloves, but now he couldn't stop the tears from falling. Pretty soon, because of his crying the room was flooded. That's right, the room had flooded, he's that big right now. Pit's hand tightened on the gloves as he sobbed a little more,
"Me and my curiosity." Pit said, "Now I'm a giant, my wing is injured and I'm stuck."
He tried to move again, realized that he had a little more elbowroom. Something was making him small.
'What's making me smaller? I didn't eat or drink anything.' Pit thought 'It must be this fan and the gloves' He concluded as he threw them away, took a deep breath and sank under the cold water.
Pit, glad he knew how to swim managed to swim up and break the surface of the water. In doing so he felt more confused than ever, he had somehow ended up in what looked like a sewer. He was glad that the water was clean, and was about to swim when he heard a squeak. He turned and saw an orange looking mouse swimming by.
"What have I got to lose?" Pit asked himself, and grabbed the mouse's tail, "Excuse me Mr. mouse."
The mouse swam to a small set of steps leading to a door and climbed up, Pit was to busy climbing it to notice it the distinct details of it's features that the water had hidden. This mouse was yellow and larger than any mouse he had ever seen. (Keep in mind Pit's pretty small at this point)
"Mr. Mouse, wait." Pit called, not seeing the mouse and trying to climb the stairs while drenched.
"How did you know my name young man?" The mouse said to him, Pit looked up at the mouse,
"Em, you do look like a mouse." Pit told him, "Somewhat." noticing the change for the first time.
"Mr. Mouse is my name, but Pikachu is the nickname all my friend gave me." He said, "Come with me, I have an important lecture to deliver. And all my friends will be there."
He led Pit down the hallway as the angel wondered what he had gotten himself into.
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Okay, this will do for now. I accidentally put chapters one and two at the same time, so this should make it better.