Hank's Reaction

 

There was no meowing way that this was true, right?  How could Hank be a baby?

Now, mind you when I say baby, I’m not meowing about a Fiona-sized Hank, we’re meowing about a fine-looking baby boy with big eyes and a nice, shiny body.  He looked at the gang with big eyes.

“Hank???”  Fuzzy asked.  “Is that really you?”

“Yeah,” he said strongly, sounding normal.  “What happened?”

Toni pawed up to him, amazed at how weird he looked.  “You’re a kid,” she meowed.

Hank’s mouth kind of fell open and he looked at Harry, Frankie and the kitties with shock, amazement and then he started laughing.  “There’s no way.”

“Look at your feet,” Fuzzy meowed.

Hank looked down and saw his little legs, fell on his butt and let out a roar.  “WHY AM I SO SMALL???????”