Val: Event: Aging
Val vaguely remembers crawling last night into Jack and Zel's bed, wanting the body heat (or so he would insist). He was expecting to be unceremoniously put out when his guardians decided they wanted their privacy back. This, though ... it's definitely unceremonious to suddenly have a tiny body struggling under his, but not at all expected.
Zel: *wakes under what would be a crushing pressure if it weren't for his body being made of stone* *flails a bit with an undignified squeak* Jack: *stirs at the sound of the squeak, thinking one of them has rolled over on Val, but when he lifts his head he finds himself blinking blurrily at a Val just short of six feet tall instead of just over three* Hmm? Val: *stares back for a moment, suddenly much more wakeful when the something-isn't-right feeling stirs into immediate life, then lifts himself off the uncomfortable, squirming hard object beneath him* Zel: *finally can breathe again and he pushes a a mussed up lock of wirey hair out of his line of sight* *then his brows knit, and unaware of what he looks like, asks* Valgaav-san? Val: *trades another few moments' nonplussed gaze with Jack, then very gently tweaks one of Zel's small, pointy ears* Zel: *one arm shoots up and bats at Val's hands* Val! Rule--- *finally realises something is distinctly not right with him.... something more than what is usually not right with him* Val: *is very very tempted to keep doing it to watch the little thing flail, but gives over in favor of rolling the little stone body so he can see Jack* Zel: *is about to flail rather undignifiedly again at being moved about so easily when he sees Jack... the identity unmistakable in the square jaw and green-flecked eyes, but still* *eyes go very, very round in shock* Jack: *very confused* Val, did you do this? Val: How do you even think that's possible? Zel: *very quietly, made even more so for the tininess of his body* Jack? Jack: Yeah. Zel? *reaches out to softly touch the pebble just below his left cheekbone, rendered now in miniature scale* Zel: *nods soberly, eyes distinctly too old for his body, leaning lightly to his touch* *turns his attention to Val* How old? Val: You? About the age I was last night, I would guess. Zel: *groans but it comes out as a bit more of a helpless whimper* *blushes* Val: *tries not to be sadistic, really tries, but old habit dies hard* If I were a truly wicked person, I would say this was payback time. Zel: *blinks in confusion* Payback? Val: Well, now that you're small enough to be shoved in the bath ... *grins a little, rather appealing in his evil* Zel: *eyes go impossibly wide* No. Abso- No. Can still do more magic than y- Damnit. Jack: *winces* Val, come on. Val: Just pointing out that I could. *absently pets Zel's shock of wire hair* How old do you suppose you are? Thirteen? Jack: *looks down, noticing the scrawniness of his body* About that, yeah. Zel: *scoots up so he's sitting up, on one of the pillows that now looks disturbingly large under him* Who? Jack: Who what? Zel: Who did it? Or just damn Margate? Val: I can't think of anyone here with the power to do this -- or any reason to do it. *Dolphin-sama occurs, since they're on the coast, but fond as she is of doing pointless things, she couldn't focus long enough to manage something like this* The Mother being her irritating self, I would guess. Zel: *sighs heavily and it's rather theatrically tragic in his small form* Maybe we should saf- sacr- crifice someone. Val: *chuckles a little at hearing Zel stutter the same way he does -- sweet revenge* Going by experience, that would probably piss her off more. Jack: What do you mean, more? I thought you were the only one who's made her angry lately. Zel: *cheeks turn pink beyond the pebbles and he mutters* Shut it. *rolls his eyes a bit* Val: Shut what? *to both* Point. But isn't our first course to see if this is only us, or everyone? Zel: The laughing. *nods and starts to get up but realises he'd have to literally climb over either Val or Jack and his dignity can't handle it right now* Call someone? Mc-McGonangle.Gonagal. Jack: Well, if she's about five we'll know if it's everyone. Val: *tries to resist* *tries hard* *can't* Why don't you call her, Zel -- she likes you best. I'm sure I can keep myself occupied taking advantage of growing up ... Zel: *nods in agreement with Jack then he stares at Val and his eyes narrow* 'dvantage taking how? Val: I'll think of something. *moves purposefully over, sliding below Zel's feet, to lace his hand in Jack's short, messy hair and pull him close* Jack: *blushes a sudden deep rose* Zel: *eyes go wide again and he's torn between throwing himself at Val and... going to call McG* Jack? Val: *before he can reply, occupies Jack's mouth with a slow, persuasive kiss* Jack: *crimson, raises his hands to ineffectively fend Val off, making a little protesting noise* Zel: *growls and leaps at Val's back* Val: *is driven down onto the scrawny teenager by Zel's weight, accidentally biting Jack's lower lip* Ow. Jack: *yelps when Val's teeth sink into his lip, still a little too shocked and stiff to fight back much* Zel: *latches on to a wing and pulls at a handfull of feathers* OFF! Val: Ruby-Eye's shell. *rolls to his side, cringing as Zel's weight falls on his wing but unable to roll onto his back without crushing his carpal joint* You off. Jack: *scrambles off the bed, the back of his hand pressed to his mouth as though to hold in a curse, not hiding the heat of his blush* Zel: *pushes off as Val rolls, not actually wishing to break him, though he ends up rolling right off the bed with a loud THWUMP* Jack: *as though it sums up everything* Jesus, Val. Zel? Zel: *whimpers before managing* Floor's farther away. Jack: *comes around the bed to kneel next to Zel, and God, was he all elbows and knees like this the first time he was a teenager?* are you okay? Zel: *blushes profusely- it's one thing for Jack to deal with an astral projecting younger version of himself, but for him to be stuck...a nd this young, and damnit still a fucking chimera* *rubs at his hip where he landed* Fine. Fuckin'Val. Val: *moves across the bed to look down at them from its edge* Jack: *shoots him an annoyed look as he helps Zel up* Zel: *needs a moment to find his balance- things aren't where they should be, weight wise* *glares at Val* Take your hormones somewhere else. Or be useful. Val: You never let me have any fun, Zel. *stretches. attractively* Zel: *can't help but watch him stretch, blinking a few times then turning an even deeper shade of pink as he remembers the last time he saw Val like this* Jack: *cuts this potentially -- already very awkward situation short* Who's calling McGonagall? Zel: *looks up at Jack* You. Sound most like yourself. Can't trust Val not to ask for a fuck. Val: *laughs* Jack: *goes a shade of rose not usually associated with human skin* Zel: *mutters* Sorry, Jack. Val: Don't be. He's a lovely color, don't you think? Zel:*glares very fiercely at Val* Beginning to think this is your fault. Val: *eyebrows him* Why would I do this? Zel: Get fucked. Val: *blinks* Was that an insult or a suggestion? Zel: An answer. Val: Molesting Jack is lovely -- *tips Jack a nod* -- but not worth shrinking you both for. Zel: *gives a low growl* Doesn't want to be molested. Val: Which is terribly sad. Zel: *scowls and looks back to Jack* Call? Jack: *nods* Okay. *gives Val a long suspicious look, decides that's not even worth thinking about, and goes to dial McGonagall* Zel: *watches Jack leave then looks back at Val* Shouldn't have done it. Val: *unbothered* I'll never get another chance. Zel: Asking is normally polite and not attempted rape. Val: Am I polite? Zel: *low and fierce* You're better than Rezo. Val: Yes. Because I stopped. But I'm worse than most because I started. *considers* I think it was worth it. Zel: *glances away, hands curling into tiny fists at his size and he's doing his damnest not to think about what Rezo did to him at this size* Why? To anger me? Offend him? Val: Because I wondered how he would react. Zel: Should have known. Val: Should have, yes. Zel: *Frowns at him* Val: *smiles ambiguously, and reaches out to touch his hair again* You're adorable. Zel: *bats at his hand* Val: *touches again to see if he'll keep doing the kittenlike gesture* Zel: Stop it! *bats at it again* Val: That's very cute. Zel: *snarls at him and draws his hands together, not stopping to question his magic, and hurls a bit out of control fireball at Val* Val: *throws himself to one side and avoids most of it, then sits up to stare at him for a moment* Zel: *stares back* Val: *mildly* All right. I'll be in my room. *rises and goes to feed The Plague* Zel: *sighs, tiny shoulders drooping*
Once he's fed his pet rat, Val dresses in Zelgadis's clothes (the jeans are too tight, but they're wearable, and the zippered sweatshirt fits) and walks down to the pub. He imagines Dora will have grown up just as he has. And everyone else ... well, this he ought to see.