What Happened To Krow!? [OPEN/Ask before joining]

One Week Ago: Krow stood wide-eyed as he stared at the large skull-like opening of the cave in front of him. "Awesome! I wanna take it home!" He cheered excitedly as he jumped from when part of the skull to the next. He looked like he was examining it, but was really just amazed by how cool it looked. The mage turning his gaze up towards the sky, the clouds above seemed to swirl around each other violently as they converged upon another. The clouds being almost pitch black had now engulfed the sky above. A number of loud booms filled the sky rolling off into the distance as lightning was thrust from the heaven's assaulting the gaia below. One of the bolts nearly striking Krow who had dodged sending him tumbling into what he thought was a cave. Moments after escaping into the abyss he found himself falling, he fell and fell until he finally hit the bottom. His head clashing with a large rock upon his landing knocking him out cold.

Day's later Krow awoke. He was confused, he wasn't in the darkness anymore. He didn't recognize any of his surroundings. He was also confused by how everything looked a lot bigger. He had no idea that it was the other way around. Nothing had gotten bigger, he had just gotten much smaller than he had been before. The mage grumbled as he pulled his pants back up. They had slipped off his legs a few times now. This time Krow finally noticed it. His hands, they were a lot smaller than they should be and his clothes were well over a few sizes too big. "When did my clothes get so big?" He asked himself as he kept wandering through the dimly lit corridor. By now he had forsaken his shoes, sock, pants and boxers, now wearing only his shirt and hoodie, which wear tightened by his belt. His stomach rumbled loudly as he kept searching for a way out. "I'm getting hungry." The now shrunken mage whined as he crouched down holding his gut. "This sucks." He muttered after finally regaining his composure and resuming his search. A few hours later he finally found a narrow passage. The mage easily making it though due to his drastic downsizing. Once free of the strange labyrinth like area, he would learn that he had been under the skull shaped opening this whole time. Krow now free decided to head back to Magnolia Town. He still hadn't exactly put two and two together.

Present Day: Krow yawned as he passed into Magnolia Town. He had taken the long way through East Forest and was now exhausted. The kid-sized mage stumbling some as he fought to keep his eyes open. One step, two steps, three steps, four steps.... "thunk" the boy had lost the battle, sleep enveloping him as he now lay upon the ground snoring loudly.

The young boy listened as the older female told him what a wizard's guild was. A look of utter confusion painting itself upon his visage as he listened to her. When she spoke of someone called a guild master, the confused look upon his face was quickly replaced by one of excitement. This excitement not yet turning into words until she had said such a person was possibly the strongest fighter in the guild.

"Hey, Big Sis, I can fight him, right!?"

He hadn't bothered to listen to most of the rest of what she had said, his young mind now geared towards meeting this super strong person at all costs. As this question left him, he had begun jumping up and down in place, a cheerful grin playing upon his maw. This grin vanishing when he heard her say, "And as for taking you to Fairy Tail, I guess I could but not right now. Maybe at a later time.

The boy's excitement having died only to be replaced by a disappointed pouting. The boy crossing his arms over his chest, lifting his right foot up only to slam it back down angrily. This only showing he was still very immature, which wasn't all that odd given he was still no more than a brat. One who apparently had a nasty temper.

"But I want to go now! Take me now! I want to go! I want to go! I want to go!"

The child whined angrily. This anger, as quickly as it had appeared seemed to simply vanish in the blink of an eye. The emotion replacing such sudden and explosive anger being a mixture of embarrassment and confusion. The embarrassment being due to his own surprise at his sudden out burst. The confusion being brought on by what she said next, such words being, "Come on, let's you some better clothes. You really need some." He didn't understand why she thought he needed new clothes. He was decidedly rather content with wearing just a hoodie that was well beyond a few sizes too big for him. These too were soon replaced by an odd calmness. This calmness being made odd, by how he had been on the verge of a tantrum only a few seconds ago.

The child now meekly replying, "Y-Yes ma'am." As he reached up and took hold of her hand. The boy's childish innocence seeming to have taken dominance over all other faucets of his clearly stressed psyche.

The young boy pouted, rubbing his head where he had just been smacked, a small knot having formed already. His pouting continued, but lessened as he was lead though the town after the older female had said, "Now don't let go of my hand otherwise, you'll get lost, mmkay.". He mumbled his response of, "Yes ma'am." and was left stumbling a bit in his attempts to keep up. The differences in their heights almost making it comical. To anyone watching this unfold it must have seemed like he had two left feet.

Stumbling along beside her through Magnolia Town, the boy looked from shop to shop. He knew they were looking for clothes for him, but wasn't sure he really understood why. The child's confusion only growing when he was asked, "Okay, so which store do you want to go? Look at them and see which store you think is good and we'll go there.". He blinked a few times as he looked from one store to the next. He wasn't sure which to pick so when he was told, "Or, on second thought, pick at random.". He almost seemed relieved. The pint-sized trouble maker raising his free hand up would aim it at the most run-down store of the lot and said, "That one." The option only an utterly clueless child would go with, yet seemed confident of his choice.