Charlotte’s head rolls back as Beth starts to plant kisses on her neck. Her eyes wander while she focuses on the sensation of every kiss and nibble, but she happens to catch something in the corner of her eye. Something moving around on the floor…

You hid behind the leg of your coffee table, hoping she didn’t just see you. Granted, you were wrestling with the idea of getting their attention anyway but you weren't ready to have that decision made for you. It seemed quiet so you decided to peak around the corner and check in on the girls. 

You were met with Charlotte’s giant face. She was laying on the floor, about to grab whatever critter was scurrying around only to discover her brother. Her eyes widened and a small yelp escaped her parted lips.

“What is it?” Beth asked, starting to get up.

You and Charlotte were locked in a staring contest, both wondering if this was really happening. Honestly, it was hard to say who was having the worst day. Finally, Charlotte spoke up.

“Nothing! It’s nothing, just… a bug!” 

Before Beth could get a look, Charlotte snatched you up in her fist and quickly stood up. 

“I’ll just take him- I mean it!- to the bathroom and, y’know… toss it out the window!”

You were held uncomfortably in your sister’s unyielding grasp, wondering if you really were about to get thrown out of your window. You hoped Charlotte wouldn’t do such a thing, but hey, maybe she just really isn’t ready for anyone to find out about her little girlfriend…

You heard the sound of the sliding lock on your bathroom door and Charlotte opened her hand. You stood up on her palm to face her as she spoke in a hushed whisper.

“What the fuck are you doing?! Why are you so small?!”

Your brotherly instinct was to instantly match her energy. “What the fuck am I doing?! What the fuck are you doing?! This is my house, you can’t just bring random girls over!”

Charlotte’s cheeks reddened as she realised what you would’ve no doubt witnessed, but she wasn’t ready for that conversation just yet. “I asked first! Why are you so tiny?”

“You think I know?! I just woke up like this! I was trying to get your attention before you asked your girlfriend over!”

“…she’s not my girlfriend. We’re just…”

“I don’t want to know the details!” You raised your hands to the giant as if you were physically willing her to stop divulging in the specifics of her sex life. “Look, whatever she is, just kick her out so we can work out what we’re going to do.”

As Charlotte held her miniaturised brother in her hand, she realised the final say was hers. She didn’t have to listen to him, she didn’t have to kick Beth out. It didn’t matter that this was his house, he’s too small to do anything! She could just put him somewhere safe - like a drawer or something - and finish up her date with Beth. It’s not like she won’t help her brother, after all. But what’s the harm in a little fun before she does?