Blobskin's Macro/Micro Flash Fics

Version: 1.01

Anon dialed madly on his phone, furiously pounding the buttons. But nervous human was nervous and he couldn't press the right ones. He kept getting some old lady who couldn't understand him. "No, wrong number again!" he screeched. Darn first world problems.

A giant scaly purple leg dominated the world in front of him. Spike, the size of a planet, was ignorant of the flea sized human staring up at his backside and Twilight was busy miles away combing through her spell book, her muzzle wrinkled and her eyes narrowed in frustration.

"So why didn't it work, Twilight?" Spike asked again.

"I don't know!" Twilight raged at the dry pages, but their legendary stubbornness kept them from submitting to her demands. "Anon should have appeared right here in this petri dish."

"Maybe he's too tiny to see," Spike reasoned with a shrug. There was no reason to worry. Tiny humans weren't something for gem loving dragons to get worked up about.

"This microscope is capable of 400x magnification. He would be easy to spot!" she continued, slamming the book closed and rubbing her sore eyes with a shaky hoof.

"You need a break and maybe some tea," Spike suggested.

Twilight smiled "If you don't mind I would love some Spike. Ugh, I'm sure he'll turn up."

Anon screamed up at them, having tossed his useless phone aside. Maybe dragon or pony ears were really sensitive. "DOWN HERE SPIKE!!" Suddenly, the huge scaly leg was grinding the wooden floor as it turned. Then it soared towards him and landed with an earth shaking boom. Anon struggled to stay on his feet while the dragon's other foot came at him. A shadow engulfed his tiny body. His eyes widened, his throat locked up, and then he disappeared. A red stain no dragon or pony would ever notice.