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Forcing himself to accept what had just happened, Craig began to think about his next course of action.

He needed to get Caleb's attention. He was a smart kid and he knew about the device's ability to transform things into all different kinds of species. All Craig had to do was make the boy realize he had become a fly.

Zooming through the air, Craig came to an awkward stop in front of the boy's face.

Hovering before the ten year old's big blue eyes, the teen cried out in tiny intelligible warbles as he sloppily tried to spell out "help" in his flight.

With a light wave of the hand, the boy casually shooed away the pestering bug.

Having been granted the incredible reflexes of his new form, Craig easily managed to evade the giant hand.

Craig didn't hesitate to return right back into position, and re-initiate 'communication' with his younger sibling.

"CALEB!! IT'S ME!! JUST THINK FOR A SECOND!! WHAT KIND OF FLY JUST HOVERS IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE LIKE THIS?!"

After failing to shoo away the fly a second time, Caleb was starting to get annoyed. It was difficult enough trying to figure out what happened to his brother without this stupid fly buzzing in his face.

Craig watched as the two massive blue eyes finally focused in on him.

"YES!! LOOK!!" Craig zig zagged up and down excitedly having finally caught the boy's attention.

"stupid fly..." Caleb suddenly muttered with a tone of disgust.

The young boy's harsh words came as an unexpected surprise for the teenage fly. The realization that he was only annoying the giant boy came just a bit too late as Craig suddenly noticed something alerting.

He had been so busy trying to get Caleb's attention that he hadn't noticed the threat of the boy's two giant hands as they lifted up around both sides of him.

"W-WAIT! NO! CALEB! IT'S ME! IT-...."

Despite his superior dodging abilities, there simply was not enough time to escape the two massive fleshy walls as they quickly smacked together around him...

*CLAP*

Caleb smiled having finally silenced the annoying buzzing between his clasped hands. He could actually still feel the tiny broken fly twitching between his palms.

"Gotcha'~" Caleb muttered victoriously as he rubbed his hands together, turning the fly's remaining form into gunk.

"auuugh haha.... gross..." The ten year old made a sour face as he pulled apart his hands and briefly inspected them.

Wiping the mess against the sides of his shorts, Caleb returned to wondering about what happened to his brother.
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