Emma sighed in relief when she didn't see anyone behind her. Then she looked down at you and she jumped in surprise. After taking a second to pull herself together she carefully picked you up with two fingers and brought you close to her face. She squinted to get a better look at you before taking off her headphones and asking, "Gabe, how the hell did you get like this? Were you here the whole time? Please tell me you weren't here the whole time." You explained everything that just happened to her, by the time you finished her face was bright red. "So you... You were right next to me when I farted? Oh god?"

"Emma, can you help me get back to normal please?" You asked her.

"I farted on you... Oh my god."

"Emma!" You shouted trying to snap her out of it.

"What? Oh, no I can't help you, the only way I could possibly help you is bringing you to a doctor and explaining what happened. I don't want to tell people I farted on my friend and it made him shrink, that's embarrassing as hell. Of course I don't want you to tell anyone either," Emma explained quickly, still embarrassed to have just farted next to you.

"Emma, you-" you were cut off as Emma put the tip of her finger over your mouth.

"Don't worry, your still my friend and I don't want to hurt or abandon you so I'll keep you with me at all times. I'll keep you clean fed and happy, how does that sound?" She said removing her finger from your mouth to let you speak.

"You make it sound like I would be your pet," you said angrily.

"No you wouldn... Actually it would probably be easier for me if I thought of you as a pet instead of a person, a lot of things wouldn't feel so embarrassing then. So if were both in agreement I should be heading home," Emma said. She didn't actually wait for your opinion, she just put you in her purse and went home.