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It's done.
Now to test it out... on that pudgy elf.
Is the elf here?
Seriously? No one's home...
Eh, guess I'll go kill some time and try again later.
Plus-Sized Elf
Kiddie Cure-all
I'm home!
Huh? You around, Elfuda?
She left the front door unlocked.
Not very considerate...
Is this Elfuda's?
All these sugary sodas are the reason she keeps gaining weight...
A new flavor...?
It looks tasty...
Maybe I'll just have a little sip.
Ugh! Tastes kinda funny...
Howdy, human!
Anyone home?
We ran into each other on the-
WHAT?!
What the hell is your problem?!
You horrible, wicked, peach-emoji-for-an-ass dark elf!
I was trying to pick the perfect drink to go with my limited-edition French fries...
...then you sneak up on me and press the red bean soup button?!
Have you lost your freakin' mind?!
There's no need to get so huffy about it...
Too late!
Fries and red bean soup?! What if I get so thirsty I die?!
Would you feel better if I gave you something else to drink?
I left it at the human's place.
What do you mean?
I wanted to chat with him, so I dropped by.
But it'd be rude to show up empty-handed, so I brought a new flavor of soda.
A new soda flavor?!
Okay, let's go!
Soda goes great with French fries!
Good. I managed to convince her to drink the potion.
As for whether my weight loss spell works...
I'll just use the dim-witted elf as my test subject!
French fries, French fries!
And even if it does fail, it's not like it'll cause irreparable side effects or anything.
Holy guacamole!
Stay with us, human!
It's starting to feel like I might've spoken too soon!
Whoa, what happened?!
C'mon, human! Open your eyes!
Whoa, what happened?!
Just hang in there!
Human! Pull yourself together!
Please wake up!
Human! Pull yourself together!
Human!
Elfuda...?
Human! Glad to have you back!
Is he a zombie?
Quit houndin' me.
I'm not a dog!
That ain't what I meant!
Huh?
Wh-wh-what happened to me?!
I never predicted THIS...
Could it be a calcium deficiency?
It's a spectacular failure.
Could it be a calcium deficiency?
It's a spectacular failure.
Then maybe eatin' some fish will fix him.
Though technically he did lose weight...
Then maybe eatin' some fish will fix him.
Though technically he did lose weight...
Clearly that's not the issue!
Is anything else wrong?
No, I think I'm okay...
Well, at least it doesn't seem life-threatening...
Sorry I scared you.
But why am I small...?
It's glaringly obvious.
I can guess who the culprit is.
No kiddin'?! Who is it?!
Of course the elf with potatoes for brains would figure it out!
She knows the drink I brought is what caused this whole-
The satyr!
I'm safe!
The satyr was targeting the human!
She does have all sorts of magic at her disposal...
Wh-what should we do...?
Punish her with a hundred smacks on the ass!
If they find out it was me...
No, I can't let the truth come to light!
Your clothes are too big.
No, I can't let the truth come to light!
Got anything smaller to wear?
First, I've got to hide the evidence...
Got anything smaller to wear?
First, I've got to hide the evidence...
No, of course not...
...and then I'll change the human back!
Hey!
Wh-what?!
He can barely move in these clothes.
Let's head to the mall and pick out something a little more child-friendly.
S-sure, whatever you say.
I'll deal with the bottle later...
I'm sorry for all the trouble...
Don't be silly! You're always taking care of us.
It's the least we can do.
We'll find her, make no bones about it.
Laika will help look for the satyr, too.
Kiddies love chicken nuggets, so we'll bring ya some later!
You guys...
Mhm, it suits you nicely.
Thanks, Elfuda.
The skeleton crew are out searching for the satyr.
So stay calm and wait here.
O-okay...
I've got to steal the bottle back
and return the human to his normal size before things get out of hand!
Yo, human!
The ogre?
Oh, I promised Oga we'd have a cooking lesson today.
It just keeps getting worse!
Coochy-coochy-coo! Peek-a-boo!
Grow up big and strong!
We're getting out on the count of ten, alright?
Keep going! Almost there!
Mommy!
MY SON!
Stop, you're gonna squish him! Let go!
No way! He's MINE!
Her motherly instincts are stronger than I thought...
Well, if you can even call it that...
You're making the human uncomfortable!
No, no-
Wait, the human?
Hello...
So the satyr cast a spell and turned him into a little rugrat...
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