Tara stepped inside her home, carrying her son back from the hospital. They were unable to treat his sudden shrinking fit that had left him at half an inch tall. As usual, the family dog came running to greet them wagging its tail and tongue furiously.
"Somebody missed you," She said to her son.
But then she noticed her hands were empty. The dog looked at her, still wagging its tail as it chewed on something and gulped it down. It had mistaken Tara's shrunken son for a treat. She was surprised but only shrugged afterwards. He was a loser anyway, and a member of "Gamers Against Weed". At least as a dog treat he had served some kind of purpose.
