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Previously on Criminal Minds- Spencer's mouth dropped open as he looked around at his friends; his very different friends. He glanced from one five year old to another before grinning. "He, he shwunt(shrunk) you!" he hollered.

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Morgan gazed down at his pint sized body in dismay. "I'm a kid again? Oh man! That is so not cool!" he groaned, kicking at the carpet and crossing his arms. The pout didn't stay on the tiny profiler's face very long though. He smiled then giggled as he took in his friends' changes. "H-H-Hotch" he snickered, pointing to the overall clad boy. "You're snaggle toothed!"

"So? You are too!" a clearly disgruntled Hotch shot back.

"He's got a point Morgan." a pigtailed JJ said. Turning her attention to their frowning leader, she did a double take. "Hotch, you look just like Jack."

That brought a smile to Hotch's face.

"Yes, he does. Our fearless leader and Jack could be twins. And so could Will and Henry only my dumpling's a little shorter than his papa. It's like Henry and Henry 2.0!" a pencil thin bubbly blond exclaimed.

"Gar-Garcia?" Is that you?" Morgan disbelievingly questioned.

"In the flesh" the teeny tech analyst answered. She rolled her eyes at her teammates' expressions. "Come on guys. I wasn't always the overweight person I am now."

"Sorry Pen" JJ apologized, absentmindedly twirling one of her pigtails. "It's just hard…"

"No! Not the curls!" a shrill voice screeched.

The group turned to see an angry raven haired girl with a head full of Shirley Temple curls topped by a sailor cap that matched the cute sailor dress she was wearing. "Em'ly?" Spencer called.

"What?!" the furious youngster yelled. Seeing Morgan start to open his mouth, she shook her head and pointed a tiny finger at him. "Not one word."

"I wouldn't dream of it." Derek replied, trying and failing to hide his smirk. Unwilling to completely miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime, the five year old began humming "On the Good Ship Lollipop".

Prentiss shot the teasing profiler and his sniggering friends a lethal look before turning her gaze to the sky. "Gabe! Get your butt down here right now and fix this mess of hair and suit!" she hollered. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for the being to appear. When that didn't happen, she began furiously yanking on the long curls. "I am not spending the weekend like this!"

Spencer sighed. He couldn't stand to see his friend upset. He had to help her. "Gabe! Peas help hew! Peas!" he pleaded, turning his best kicked puppy look at the ceiling. He fidgeted from foot to foot as he waited and waited and waited. But after two minutes of waiting, the trickster had yet to show up. Refusing to concede defeat, Spencer put one hand on his hip and pointed towards the ceiling with the other. "Otay, you asted fow it." he growled before dropping onto his behind and wailing at the top of his lungs.

Henry froze at the sound of his friend's distress. Worried about his new best buddy, the little boy toddled over to the crying tot. "Weid, huwt?" he asked, plopping down beside Spencer.

"No, Weid's not huwt. Weid's sad." Spencer answered, pinching his thigh to keep the tears flowing.

"Sad?" Henry curiously repeated. "Why Weid sad?"

"That's what I'd like to know." A miffed voice seconded.

The boys suddenly found themselves sitting on red, plastic sit 'n spins. The toys swiftly spun around putting the two face to face with a raincoat and hat clad Loki. "What's with the water works, Half Pint?" he asked, pointing to the tiny profiler with his blue duck covered umbrella.

"You, you made Em'ly angwy dwessing hew lite fat and I don't want hew to be angwy." Spencer cried, swiping at his eyes. "I want hew haiw and tothes(clothes) fixed so she'll be happy and she tan pay."

Gabe rolled his eyes. "A costume change? You pulled me out of a perfectly wonderful prank for a costume change?" he groused. "That is so not cool, Little Man." Getting more crying in response, Loki sighed. "Alright, alright fine you win." The trickster snapped his fingers. "Happy?"

Spencer looked over at his friend. Noting the blue jeans, tee shirt, and straight hair, the little boy hopped off his new toy. "Fant you!" he exclaimed, hugging the being's legs.

Gabe smiled. "Yeah, yeah you're welcome Prankster Prince." He replied, patting the boy's head. "Now is there anything else or can I go back to messing with Frick and Frack? I'd kinda like to be there for the punch line of my little joke. And before you ask no I won't turn them back into grown-ups."

Reid glanced around at his friends before looking at the trickster and nodding. "We'we good." He announced.

"Thank goodness" Loki muttered. "You guys have fun now. And no more tears. Got it?"

"Got it" Spencer answered.

"Good" Gabe said. "Bye bye BAU babies!" And with a snap of his fingers, the trickster disappeared.

"Babies? We're not babies!" Morgan scoffed.

"Relax Morgan. He was just trying to get under your skin." JJ told him.

Garcia walked over and put an arm around her handsome friend's waist. "So what do we do now?" she asked.

"I don't know." Hotch replied. He turned to the senior of the group. "Dave, you've been awfully quiet. What do you think?"

The short five year old with the serious expression looked up. "I think" he began. "I think that…" he paused for a moment before breaking into a grin. "Last one to the slide is a rotten egg!" he hollered. Rossi raced towards the stairs leaving his flabbergasted friends in his wake.

Spencer was the first to recover. Whooping, he ran after Dave who was already clambering up the steps. "Tome on guys! Let's pay!" he yelled over his shoulder.

"Yay! We pay!" Henry cheered, following his best buddy.

Will gazed up at the slide with glee. He'd been wanting to try it out and now he finally had the chance. "Come on! Time to hit the slide!" he urged before dashing after the two small boys.

Aaron glanced from Spencer and Henry to the others and then shrugged. "You heard the man. Let's go play!" he said.

Smiling, the agents rushed to the stairs. They hurried to the top and across the landing before sliding back down. Once at the bottom the boys and girls made their way out of the pillow pit and then raced back to the stairs for another go. They ran back and forth yelling and giggling as they went.

Five minutes into their fun a humungous sign appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Skidding to a stop, Morgan quickly read the message from the trickster. "Hey guys! It says to go to the backyard for a surprise!"

"Backyard? We can't go outside. It's freezing out there and we don't have any coats that fit." Emily pointed out.

"It says we don't need any." Dave said as he walked up behind Morgan.

"Okay, now I'm curious." Will stated. "I wanna know what the trickster has up his sleeves now."

"Only one way to find out" Garcia told him.

"Let's go see." Spencer suggested. Taking Hotch's hand, he began tugging the older boy towards the kitchen. "Tome on! I wanna see what he did!"

Smiling, Aaron allowed himself to be led through the living room and the kitchen. When they got to the door, he reached up, grabbed the door knob, and after a little struggling, opened the door. His jaw almost hit the floor at the sight that met his eyes. A bright sun shone down over green grass and reflected off the shining metal of playground equipment. Every type of equipment imaginable was spread out as far as he could see. "It's a playground." He informed the others. "He made us a playground."

"YES!" Spencer shouted. Dropping Hotch's hand, he raced outside with Morgan right on his heels.

Stopping a few feet out, Morgan turned and grinned at his friends. "Well, what are you guys waiting for?" he called. "Let's go play!"

The group shared a look before running out into the sun. It was time for some fun!