"Hey Dad, can you pick up what's under the bed," said Billy.
"Okay, I'll go check it out," said Will, looking into Billy's bedroom.
He swept under Billy's bed with his hand. It was so messed up that Will had no idea what Billy needed under the bed. Until he found a toy car at the end of the bed.
"Billy must be referring to this toy car," said Will, slowly crawling under the bed. As he crawled he began to grow younger. His clothes began to change to match his age. He was now a ten-year-old boy searching for a toy under the bed.
"Almost there," said Will, and continued to crawl. with his age already reduced to a toddler Pants and underwear fused together and swelled up to become a diaper. He was almost at the toy car. But Billy pulled him out of the bed first.
"What are you doing under the bed, little Willie?" said Billy.
Will tried to speak and pointed under the bed. But the words seemed to be gibberish.
"You must be afraid of the monster under the bed. Now let's go find mommy," Billy said as he carried Will into the living room.