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Growvember

December 1st

Epilogue

I woke up, expecting to be floating in space by now, but instead, all I saw was white. I looked around, wander where I was, or where I could possibly be. Had I someone outgrown all of existence in one night? Or had I slept so long that I did?

No, that would be impossible, right? Though, just a month a go I didn't think growing bigger than a mountain was possible.

I tested what I thought was the floor, and found I was able to walk on it. I squatted down, checking to see if maybe there was anything tiny at my feet, but still nothing.

"You seem confused, don't worry, I was at first too."

I jumped, actually hearing another voice. Looking around, I saw no one till I turned around and saw what had to be a blue and white collie with a green book floating before him.

"Who are you? And where are we?" I was hesitant to get close to him. I mean, blue and white? Those weren't nat-

"You don't have to be rude." He quickly interrupted my thoughts. I thought maybe it was because I didn't introduce myself.

"No no. I mean saying my fur color isn't natural." He flipped a page of the book before him. Okay, now I was getting freaked out.

"Alright, answer my question. Who are you?" My eyes narrowed, watching him closely. Some mind reader?

"Sorry. I am being rude. My name is Serophous. And no, I'm not reading you mind, I'm just reading your story." He seemed to trace a finger down the page.

"Wait, reading-"

"Yes, your story. See, I'm not so sure myself what's going on exactly. I sorta stumbled onto this place during one of my experiments. It was interesting at first, finding all these different books.

"What b-"

"These books." He waved his hand, and suddenly rows upon rows of books began to stream around us, floating in the air. Curiously I picked one up, a purple cover, and began reading it. It was about some mouse who was trying to escape a gang. I flipped to the end, only to see it was blank.

"No no. You can't see how it ends if the person or world still exist. You have to find where they currently are." The weird collie explained. I gave him a look before flipping through, reading.

I had paid off most of my debt to the gang, but they seemed to still be finding the smallest thing to tack on to my debt. I had to escape somehow, perhaps I could escape the country? Shit, McKormic was coming, I had to act normal...

"What...is this?" I placed the book back, looking back at him.

"I told you, they are stories of different worlds, different people. The one in front of me, is your world's story, staring you."

"Wait, mine? Does it explain why I kept growing? Are my friends alive?" I rushed over to him.

"Well, amazingly yes, your friends are alive. Actually, the moved over to the west coast, taking all they could so you wouldn't crush them. Can't say they got everyone though..." He flipped back through the pages seeming to read through it.

"Let me see." I grabbed the book from him. It was in the third person, explaining everything happening to everyone. I found one passage talking about Chris.

Chris looked up at the titanic bunny, feeling a bit jealous. Course, he knew his love was miserable being so massive, he could only imagine the loneliness. He missed holding the bunny, that one night still fresh in his mind when they woke up together. He looked so cute cuddling into his chest. If only they had spent more time together before going to fight Markus...

I had to stop reading. I couldn't take anymore. I started flipping through the book, going back to the beginning. I had to know, what caused all the growing? What was it?

"Uhh..if you are looking for what grew you..." The collie tried to interject, but I had already reached November 1st. At the beginning, there was something scribbled in. It didn't match the font used in the rest of the book.

"Random Furs start to grow..." This makes no sense. The collie quickly seized the book from my hands.

"That's because...I wrote it in." He flipped to towards the end of the book.

"You...wrote it?" It was like I was hit by a truck. "You? You were the cause of everyone growing?"

"I didn't think it would work. Tried to stop it, but apparently I had to be very specific in my-" He stepped aside just in time as I swung my fist at him.

"You bastard!" I charged, but again he easily moved aside. The bastard was reading all my movements before I could make them!"

"That's because I am." He responded to my thoughts. My fists clenched and clenched in rage.

"You ruined my life. My home, Everything!" I yelled, trying to lunge again, despite it being homeless as just jumped aside.

"Again, I'm sorry about all that. And I'm looking to make it up to you."

"How? How are you going to make this up? What else did you change? Were you the one to cause me and Sam to break up too? Is my love for Chris fake?" I was fuming, how much of this past month was a lie?

"No, I didn't mess with anyone's thoughts or feelings. Even I have standards. All I did was write the growth idea at the beginning and the stop in the middle. Everything else was natural, no meddling from me at all."

"How can I trust you?"

"See for yourself?" He flipped the book around in the air, letting me flip through it. No where could I see any other edits after the second one. So he was telling the truth.

"So what? You reset the time? Take it back before this all happened? Then I wouldn't have met Chris..." But at the same time, I'd be with Samantha again. Did I want that? Go back to living a lie? No, I couldn't do that.

"Perhaps something else then? I'll do my best to try and make it happen."

"Like what?"

"Let's see..." He began to write at the end. It was weird seeing my own thoughts appear sooner than before I even thought them. But as I saw what he was putting down, I nodded.

"Yeah. That'll work."

The rain was pouring today as I walked up the Samantha's front door. I drew my hood a bit more up on my head and rang the door bell, waiting as the rain poured down. It was only a few minutes before she answered.

"Oh, Bryant! What are you doing here? Do you want to come in?" She stepped aside. But I stayed out, looking down for a bit.

"Sam, this isn't working, is it?"

"What do you mean?" She looked confused. Course she would.

"Sam, do you really love me? I mean actual love?"

"Chris, what are you talking about? Are you...?" She actually started to look hurt, maybe this was wrong. I shouldn't be doing this at all.

"Sam, ask yourself. All the time we spent together, were you really happy? Did you feel happy?"

She stopped, gripping the door a bit tighter as she started to think back on it.

"Bryant, we can try again, try to make it-"

"I don't think so Sam. I still want to be friends, but, its time we move on, ya know? I'm sure there is someone for you out there you can find real love with."

"Bryant, I don't know why you're doing this..." Tears were starting to come down her face, and I couldn't tell if it was rain drops going down mine, or tears as well.

"I just realized it Sam. I know if you think back on it, you'll know too. I'm sorry. But give me a call if you want to hang sometime, okay?" I pulled up my hood again, turning and starting to walk away.

It didn't hurt this time with the breakup. Maybe because I had already been through it, or because I just knew the real reason now. It took a bit, but I finally heard the door close, letting out a sigh of relief. I had somewhere else to be.

Arriving back at my apartment, I hung up my coat and walked into the kitchen just as Chris came walking out.

"How'd it go?" He asked, looking worried.

"I was okay with it, I think she'll understand after a day or so." I hugged into him, resting my head on his chest. The collie had basically rewrote the whole month, describing it as a normal November. No growing, no city destructing, nothing. The only ones who were to remember what really happened was me, Chris, Ronald, Shawn, Jeff, and Mary. Everyone else just lived normal lives.

It was weird when I got to meet Chris at his actual size and shape. It was like looking at completely different fur. He was still trim, but not as muscular as before. To be fare neither was I, something I missed. I also missed hugging into him as we were now. It felt like ages rather than a few days.

He gently hugged me back, giving a squeeze.

"So its over right? That weird collie promised he wouldn't mess with our world again?"

"Ours at least. Not sure about others. And what good his word is, I don't know either. But so far, everything is as he said it would be." I nodded. God I didn't want to move from this spot.

"Oh yeah, I invited the others over for a get together. I guess to celebrate back to our normal lives, sorta. They'll be here in an hour." He pulled away, smiling down.

"An hour huh?" I smirked. "That gives us plenty of time for a bit of fun." I smirked, concentrating. Slowly, everything around me began to expand, my clothing starting to slip off and fall to the floor as Chris began to loom further and further above me. The puma smirked down at me, tail swishing anxiously as I looked up from his ankle height.

The last gift I had asked the collie to give me and Chris, the ability to change our height, to some extent, the highest possible height for us was a hundred feet, and the smallest a mere inch tall if we wanted. We weren't immortal, but it at least allowed us to live out our fantasies.

"Oh, you are a naughty bun." He squatted down, gently picking me up in one and, hugging me carefully into his chest. I hugged back, feeling his warmth surround me. I never felt happier in my life.

"I love you bun." He whispered down, kissing the top of my head.

"I love you too."