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A Problem

Nate sat next to Mat, cuddling him to no end. They both were deep asleep, until the ebony heard a smashing noise.

His eyes opened and he carefully removed his lover's arm from off his chest. Nate rose up and stretched, yawning quietly as he made his way to the front door. The glass door was smashed to pieces, and the wood was destroyed.

"H-He-" Nate slapped a hand over his mouth, almost giving himself away. If he had said hello, he would of given into a classic horror cliché.

The ebony crept behind a corner and before he could scream or move, a needle was pressed into his arm. The shadow inserted the liquid as Nate had his mouth covered by the shadow.

The ebony felt sleep overcome him and he fell to the floor with a hearty thump.

<Later>
Nate woke up on the wooden floor. He stretched, feeling his back crack from the hard flooring. The ebony got to his knees, pushed up onto his hands, and got to his feet.

As he looked down, he didn't remember the floor being so far away. But the ebony shook it off, and walked over to Mat's sleeping form.

"Hey Matty? You awake?" Nate reached down and ruffled the theorist's hair.

"Y-Yea-HOLY MOTHER OF-" Mat yelled, falling off the arm of the couch. "Ow..." He rubbed his head, looking at the ebony male.

"What?" Nate asked, confused.

"Y-You're so tall! I thought you weren't THAT tall!" Mat sweated, a little scared of his lover's new size.

"What do you-Oh." Nate thought for a moment, then went to get a pencil to measure his size on the wall.

"Holy moly." Nate breathed. He was a little over 8 feet tall!

"Holy moly indeed." Mat joked. He wanted to make Nate a little happier.

"This is so cool!" Nate smiled, semi-prancing around their home.

"I'm glad you're.....happy....." Mat said, a hint of sadness in his voice. But then his lips curled into a smirk. He slipped a small remote out of his pocket.

Mat turned the dial up from zero to the second number and slipped it back in his pocket without Nate noticing. He chuckled to himself as he waited. His experiments would finally pay off.

Nate's smiling face quickly turned to pain. He doubled over, his arms around his stomach. "ARGH! W-What's happening to m-me?" His face was scrunched up, pain showing clear as day.

A loud cracking noise echoed throughout the small home, coming from the ebony male. Mat backed away in actual horror. He didn't think it would actually work!

Nate felt his clothes become tighter and tighter as he grew closer to the ceiling. Soon, his hands were pressed to the white plaster, and his back was arched.

He felt himself lose his footing, and he fell back onto his bottom, still growing. His height was massive, and Nate didn't know what caused it. Last night was all a blur to him.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Nate reached for Mat in fear, and try theorist ran out of the house in fear. His inner mind was yelling at him to keep turning the dial. But the theorist refused after watching Nate's horrible transformation.

"MAT HELP ME!" Nate yelled, a headache growing in his head. His chest started to pulse, and he felt his muscles extend and grow like his height. Next were his arms, which looked like mountains. Lastly his legs, which hurt him the most, since he was the most sensitive there. (He has weak knees.)

Shattering and cracking noises filled Nate's ears. Glass fell from cabinets and tables, wood splintered and broke in various places and plaster flakes fell from the ceilings and walls.

Nate felt his headache grow more painful and his body grow larger. He started to feel cramped in the home, and knew it would be destroyed by him.

Mat fished the dial from his pocket and saw the dial had been put to its highest setting. The theorist quickly turned the dial back to zero, and waited.

Nate felt his body suddenly stop growing and his headache vanish. He looked around the half destroyed house. His phone and glasses were by his pinky, unfixable.

The ebony sighed deeply and used his new found strength to open up the roof for him. He stood up, the only clothing intact was his underwear, which was torn around the seams.

Mat looked up as he heard the house collapse. Debris and dust flew to his feet and he thought how much this would cost and how thankful he was for insurance and self storage.

Nate stood up, his full height about ten stories tall. He looked around, and stepped behind out of the house. The ebony giant saw a small brown pinprick which was Mat. He pinched the back of Mat's shirt, lifting him up to Nate's eye level.

"HELLO." Nate boomed. He watched as a small black rectangle fell from Mat's back pocket, which he tried to reach for and failed. The rectangle reached the ground and shattered, now no use to the theorist.

"H-Hi..." Mat said quietly. He winced at the loudness of Nate's voice.

"WHAT WAS THAT RECTANGLE THAT FELL FROM YOUR POCKET?" Nate asked, his booming voice scaring Mat.

Mat patted his pants. The dial! The only way to reverse Nate's size was now destroyed. The theorist internally cursed himself for not making the dial unbreakable.

"My phone!" Mat called, lying his now giant friend.

"OH. SORRY MAT." Nate boomed once more, putting Mat into his pale hand. The theorist climbed the pale flesh and rock-climbed his way up the ebony's arm to his shoulder.

"YOU OKAY BUDDY?" The ebony said to the theorist, who climbed up Nate's head and remembered something. He did make another cure! Mat's blood was the last thing he needed to make Nate his normal size.

Mat climbed onto Nate's nose, and slid for it and into Nate's mouth. He carefully avoided the ebony's teeth and slid farther down the ebony's throat.

He fell into Nate's stomach, and cried. He had no way out and this was the only thing he could do to save his love.

"I'm sorry Nate. I love you, and I always will." Mat closed his eyes, letting the stomach acid overcome him and melt him down to death.

Nate felt something warm enter his bloodstream and felt himself shrinking.

As soon as he was short enough to not step on anyone, he ran around the field behind their rural home, trying to find Mat.

"mAt!" Nate called distortedly. "MaT!"

He then going himself at his normal size and it hit him what Mat had done.

"No. N-No...NOOOOOOOOO!"

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

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