It Takes A Big Man To Be Someone - Take That FF (in English)

Some Are Gods And Some Are Monsters

Sorry that you had to wait from me for something new so long. I was so unmotivated to write or translate anything, but thanks to Gary I have my motivation again. I'm finally writing again and even if it's going a little slow, it feels good. Thank you for your patience.

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After Robbie shrunk before his eyes and the much smaller one still suffered the consequences, Gary wondered how far this went. How small could his Ex-boyfriend still get? Up to the Size of a flea or would he even just make *Plopp* at some point and disappear? Wanting neither for Robbie, he made a promise to himself. A Promise by making sure that no one is doing anything to his tiny friend. No matter what it were.

When the quiet whimper of Robbie, and with it his pain, had finally come to an end, Gary was also torn from his dark thoughts. In an empathetic and not too loud voice, he finally cautiously asked whether he would be reasonably well again in the circumstances. But instead of an answer, he got to hear the counter-question about what had happened in the first place.

"You ...you've kind of shrunk even further!"

"What? N-No. How ...how much?"  The panic rose in Robbie and already had the picture in front of him as he had to prove himself in a flea circus in the near Future.

"I don't know how to tell you, but ... just over Half." Gary tried to wrap it up as gently as he could and rushed to calm Robbie, "But hey, it's not as bad now as you think. I mean ...you are still you and, more importantly, visible to the human eye."

"Not bad, not so bad? Damn Gary, if this continues I will soon not exist! I ...I already see how I shrink to the size of a flea next time and I find myself resisting on a travelling circus called dog."

"So Far it doesn't get. I'm ...I'm sure you don't have to get through this process again and you get even smaller as a result." Gary didn't sound convincing at first, but he got the curve and spoke in a much firmer voice ... "Judging by the report and if I think about it this further, you have now reached your final minimum size. In one where you can still act and at least do something like, for example ... could you dress rats."

"Very funny. I can't laugh about it at all."

"Listen, Rob. I know it doesn't exactly look good, but please don't make it so difficult for yourself and see it as a unique chance to look at life from a different angle. I mean ...enjoy the view."

Robbie briefly looked up to him, patterning Gary for a moment and somehow trying to describe the closest perspective: "Do you also mean those where you look into a nose and wave a densely wooded jungle with the indigenous people? You should urgently think about having your nose hair cut."

"Hey. Whatever grows in a man's Nose, no one goes to what. Especially for those who are many times smaller than me." Gary played the outraged and grabbed on his nose so that Robbie didn't get another and even deeper insight into his interior.

Whereupon Robbie could only grin at him cheekily and merely thought that he accepted the challenge and that there was once a David who had beaten Goliath. Gary wanted to mention something when they suddenly heard a noise and then, as if in a split second, a very rushed Howard came to stumble into the living room purely.

Twenty minutes ago, Howard had received a text message from Gary saying there was an emergency with which his Friend did not feel "grown". Because of their close Friendship, which connected them and Howard was thus Gary's Reference person, it was also natural for the elder to leave everything standing and lying down in an emergency. To which he even lost his decency each time, occasionally shooting beyond the actual target by – unasked and giving himself access wherever. In this case, he had used a spare key here. But no sooner had Howard entered the living room than he stumbled across a carpet edge and landed on the floor shortly afterwards. Thankfully, due to the soft carpet, he hadn't done anything to himself. Only his sight, which resembled an overrun Frog – which had stretched all the limbs away from him, suggested something else. Just because of that Howard didn't bother to get back on his feet.