He saw her silhouette looking over him. “Sil… Silver?” He asked and blinked several times. “What happened? Oh my head.” He placed his paws on his head and felt his horns they seemed bigger.
“Doxy? Are you alright?” She asked as she looked into his eyes. “You look umm…” She seemed nervous.
“What? I look… what?” He moved his paws onto his muzzle and he felt his mouth. He had very sharp teeth and his muzzle was shaggy. “What has happened to me?” He spoke with a grunt and lisp because his teeth seemed to be in his way.
“Um, what did you do?” Silver asked as a blush ran over her cheeks.
He sat up and seemed to tower above Silver. “Why are you so… what happened to me?” He looked at his paws they were big and shaggy as well and his claws were huge.
“Doxy, you grew…” She whispered.
“What do you mean?” He tried to stand up and suddenly hit his head on… the ceiling? “Oh, no, not happening.”
“What did you do? Were you practicing chaotic magic without your sister’s help?” Silver started to back away from him slightly.
“No, I wasn’t doing anything chaotic.” He saw the empty vial on the floor near her hoof. He reached down for it.
Silver’s eyes widened as his huge paw descended upon her. “Ah! Your paw!” She flapped her wings and stepped out of the way.
“Sorry…” He picked the vial up with one of his claws. “It was this.”
Silver grabbed the vial while looking at his claw. “This is a potion vial.” She read the label. “Why did you drink a whole vial of hyper huge potion?”
“I didn’t mean to. You came home and startled me and I hid it in my mouth. I may have drank some. Did you just say Hyper Huge?”
“Some? How about all?” Silver gasped. “Where did you get this?”
He gulped. “Zecora.”
“Why did she give you this potion? What did you want it for?” She then started to blush again. “As if you weren’t big enough.”
“What!? Oh no… I well, oh geez…” He put his paws on his head. “I didn’t know what this potion would do!”
Silver put her hoof on her forehead. “Maybe I’m having a nightmare.”
“YOU!?” Paradox said in a panic. “I cannot even get out of the house… I’m too big to even fit one paw through the doorway.”
“And you’re still growing Doxy.” She flapped her wings as the floor space started to shrink.
His eyes widened. “You’re right. Silver you’ve got to go and get the cure.”
She flew up to his muzzle to look into his eyes. “Do you think Zecora would have the cure?”
“I hope so.” He winced when his horns started to crack the ceiling. “I’m sorry Silver, I don’t mean to be breaking our dream home.”
She dodged a piece of plaster that fell. “I guess you’ll have to fix it later. I’ll go see about getting Zecora… and I’m going to tell your father as well.” She kissed his nose.
“Oh no… Not Dad…” He grumbled but made a face when his paw broke through a window. “Ok… anything Silver…”
She looked at him. “I’ll be back… Try not to break anything… else.” She flew out the window he had just broke.
“I can’t promise that.” The cottage’s foundation groaned and creaked.