"Mmm, what's cooking good-"

"Scott, you finish that sentence and I will strangle you."

"No worries love, I got that covered." A woman with short hair grinned back at the old man, and he huffed. "Come on, let's set the table."

"Now!" I hissed, and the three of us together began sprinting full-force to the cabinet of blue stuff. I came across Benny the Giant Ant the other day, and he told me he gained his size from a piece of metal full of this stuff. If a little ant could become as big as a bike, then, from our calculations, we should be about...as big as a hamster. Maybe a chinchilla, at the biggest.

We get through the door no problem. There are ants in there - they can't really see us without the help of a microscope, which I so happened to be under Cassie's that day. Benny thought I was a hallucination at first.

"The blue stuff, the blue stuff," I muttered, looking around. "Oh, there!"

We were running towards it, and maybe the ants suddenly spotted us, because -

Bam.

"Hey look, I'm big now!" I exclaimed. 

"Your butt's in my face, T," Spacebear complained, wedging her head out from behind me.

"Can you unlock the door? I can't slip under," I tried to tell the humans at the table. All of them seemed to have frozen in time to stare at us - at least they could stare at us! I've never felt so happy for attention.

 "I got it, hold on one sec T." Waterbear trapped an ant beneath a paw, whispered something, before standing up on all eights and bellowing, "CAN YOU UNLOCK THE DOOR, PLEASE?" 

The young man seemed to slip out of his trance, and he quickly ran over, producing a key from his pocket and pulling the door open.

"Wha- you're waterbears," he stated dumbly, and I made a face at him. 

"Waterbear is this guy, he's my brother. This is Spacebear, my cousin, and I am Tardibear." 

"Oh, I'm Scott." The young man seemed to have some manners. "This is Hope, my...ahem. This is Hope, Janet, and Hank-"

"Dr. Hank Pym!" Spacebear exclaimed, grinning. "Oh, we are so pleased you could finally see us!"

"You mean, you've been... in there all along?" the scientist seemed to have difficulty saying his words. I think he must've been in as much elation at meeting us as we were him.

"Yep!" Spacebear stated proudly. He turned white. He must've been really happy.

"Do you mind if we join you for dinner?" I ask.

"No, not at all!" Scott said quickly, and extended his hand. "Hop on."

He's such a nice guy. Why was Hope shaking her head in the background? 

Maybe she had an ant in her hair.