Haruhi sighed as she shifted around in her makeshift handkerchief blanket and pulled it tightly to herself, not wanting to accidentally expose anything. Her day had taken a turn for the interesting when the twins and Tamaki pushed the button leading to the shrinkage of her (as well as the other three members) of the host club. They were now no taller than the average tube of mascara.

On the bright side, as we get trampled, we'll have all the sugary goods we'll want, she thought sarcastically. She turned her head to the other side of the room where Tamaki was raiding a closet, the sound of moving boxes and furniture and other various types of equipment, punctuated by high pitched whimpers of worry.

"Clothes, clothes, where to find some tiny clothes?" the prince asked aloud, his anxiety becoming ever more evident as the noise of shuffling increased. His ministrations were halted, however, as the doors to the music room burst open and the twins walked in, carrying an enormous doll house.

"Boss, we found just the thing!" they said simultaneously, setting the house down near the four ironically doll- sized hosts. Tamaki ran over and inspected the house in all its splendor. It had two floors which had detailed work on the floors, walls, ceilings, and furniture settings. The bottom floor was composed of a living room, kitchen, and study, while the upper floor had walls separating three bedrooms. There were even carpeted stairs and lights on the walls that turned on and off with the flick of a battery- powered switch.

"This is fantastic!" Tamaki sighed in relief, "but did you find any clothes?" the twins gave him a thumbs up and winked.

"All in the bedroom closets, boss!"

"Then take them out and let's see!" the prince said eagerly, beginning to think part of the problem he had created had been resolved.

Clothes were taken out of each of the bedroom closets and displayed for the four shrunken hosts. The choices for the hosts were thus: a small bear costume ("I call that one!" Honey shouted happily, rubbing his face across the fuzzy fabric of the suit), an old Englishman's ensemble (complete with monocle and ruffled collar and sleeves as well as coattails), an odd mixture of poofy pajama pants and a black vest, and a white, lacy dinner dress.

"I call the one with the coattails," Haruhi said reaching for it. Kyoya snatched it up before she could get to it.

"No, no," he smiled slyly, "there's only one dress here, and you can be sure I won't be wearing it," with a sigh, Haruhi picked up the frilly thing and went to go change.

"Oh, my daughter- you will look beautiful in such finery!" Tamaki smiled as tears of joy poured down his face.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," was her mumbled response as she turned and headed towards the dollhouse. A few minutes later, Mori, Kyoya, and Honey emerged from their respective closets and showed Tamaki and the twins their new ensembles. Honey looked adorable in his bear costume, as he ran around and giggled with childlike wildness. Kyoya seemed stiff and proper in all of his ruffles and his skin looked even paler in the blue fabric of the suit. Mori looked nothing short of a pirate in his getup, which consisted of nothing but the black vest (which was lacking any kind of button/snap/Velcro and completely bared his chest) and whitish, pajama bottoms.

"Please come out, my daughter!" Tamaki pleaded with Haruhi, who had been in the closet for a good while.

"I can't!" came her muffled shout from behind the door "this stupid thing won't snap up in the back!" but Tamaki, who had not been close enough to hear her explanation, decided to open the door anyway.

"Now, now, my daughter, surely it isn't all that bad-"

"AAAAAAHHHH! Tamaki- shut the door!" but it was too late. Tamaki had already caught sight of his daughter- half turned, her bare back to him, her eyes staring up at him in alarm.

"OH, MY POOR DAUGHTER! SOMEONE- PLEASE ATTEND TO HER! I CANNOT TURN MY EYES UPON HER!" he put a hand over his eyes dramatically and fell to the floor, making the floors of the dollhouse tremble and the eardrums of the four tiny hosts to ache. Wordlessly, Mori walked over to Haruhi and snapped the back of Haruhi's dress together.

"Oh- thanks, Mori- sempai," Haruhi smiled at him. He returned the smile with a nod and a noncommittal noise. Tamaki looked over his shoulder at her and blood instantly started pouring from both nostrils.

"Boss, pull yourself together!" Hikaru shook him by his shoulders. Kaoru interjected, saying: "the clients will be here soon- we need to figure out a cover story for why only three hosts are here!" Upon hearing this, Tamaki stood up straight and wiped his nose on his handkerchief, a brilliant fire in his brown eyes.

"I know what we shall do!"

"Yeah, boss?" the twins asked curiously. Kyoya, Mori, and Haruhi also turned their attention to their giant sempai while Honey- chan rolled around and giggled in his bear suit.

"We shall put the house on display and pretend the other hosts are just dolls- it'll work out perfectly!"

"Yeah- except the part where you want us to be dolls," Haruhi piped up. Tamaki waved a hand nonchalantly at her.

"Nonsense, my daughter- it will all work out perfectly fine," he stooped down so he was closer to them, "we'll just tell them you are on display and not to touch," he winked and touched her nose with the tip of his finger.

"That could work," Kyoya said, "but publicized this event so much that there may be too many clients and not enough hosts. It would be terribly rude to make them wait for a turn when there are four others so close at hand."

"Hmmmm…" frowned Tamaki, putting a hand to his chin and thinking hard. The twins copied him.

"What if we just hid in the closet with the shrinking machine?" Honey- chan suggested, "that way when it powers up again, we can un-shrink ourselves- and maybe one cheesecake," he smiled innocently up at the other hosts.

"Not a bad idea…" Tamaki murmured, mulling over the idea.

"Well it's the only one we've got that'll really work," Kyoya said as he adjusted his monocle, "But we'd better hurry, it's almost time-"

"Right!" Tamaki shouted, at once issuing orders to the twins. "Kaoru- take Honey- chan, Mori, Kyoya- san, and Haruhi and put them in the closet- BUT BE CAREFUL WITH MY DAUGHTER! If you injure her in ANY WAY-"

"Tamaki!" the shrunken hosts yelled

"Oh…right- also, take their clothes and put them all in the closet. Hikaru- set the dollhouse up by the window; I think it'll still look good on our mini display. I'll get the machine!"

At least it's so burnt out right now that he couldn't shrink us any more if he wanted to, Haruhi thought to herself. The three got to work, feverishly preparing for the client's arrivals.

Kaoru took the clothes first, to avoid any of the hosts getting lost or suffocated in the enormous fabrics, while Hikaru carefully placed the dollhouse by the selected window, straightening up odds and ends and making everything look presentable. Tamaki wheeled the machine quickly- but carefully- into the closet. Just as Kaoru was about to turn to take the hosts back to the closet, he heard female voices.

"Awww- look at these dolls! They're so cute!"

"Yeah! But…they look really familiar, don't they?"

"Hmmm…I guess so- but it must just be part of their miniature theme!"

"Let's play with them!"

The three normal sized hosts' eyes grew wide.

Their clients had already begun to arrive.

A/N: Hey everybody! I'm so sorry it took me so long to get this done; but I'm done working and I'm ready to do WAY more writing! Thank you for being patient, and I hope you enjoyed the newest installment! Thank you for reading and I hope you review! If there's anything you want me to fix or make better, I'll never know if I don't get feedback ;) haha thank you again for reading.
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