Meeting Carien's family isn't exactly easy, especially when you have to shrink.  Family reunions am I right?  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Dec 8th)

Vixen groaned. “Ughh.” Carien ducked underneath the dining table. “I hate this. Go and check on my stupid sister, who probably isn’t here. Some idiotic—” There was silence as Vixen spotted Carien’s clothing and the shattered plate. “What the hell?” She knelt down, and Carien could see Vixen’s hands. “Someone was here alright.” She pulled out Carien’s wallet. “Let’s see here. Well, I will be dammed. It is my sister. But. . .” Vixen raised her voice. “Mother. Carien broke one of your plates and is running around the house naked.”

             “Well, deal with it. You know I am not getting up unless absolutely necessary. And if I do, you are going to regret it.”

             Vixen slammed her foot onto the ground, causing Carien to bounce into the wooden archway above her. “Good damnit. I don’t want to have to look for my crazy ass sister.” She slammed her hand against the dining table, causing Carien to fall to the dust-ridden floor. “Ughh.” Vixen took a deep breath. “But the sooner I find her, the soon I can work on getting that asshole out of here. Let’s think. Where did Carien like to hide as a kid?”

             Suddenly Vixen fell to the ground, and she stared into Carien’s eyes. “You can’t hide from. . .” Her hazel eyes widened. “What the hell?” She watched as Carien stood up and dusted herself off. “Carien? How the blazes are you so fucking small?”

             “Vixen. I can explain.”

             Vixen laughed. “Never mind, explaining.” She reached under the table and wrapped her hand around Carien, grabbing her sister. “This is too funny.”

             “Hey. Put me down.”

             “No, thank you.” She stood up as Carien slammed her tiny fists against Vixen’s hands. “Aww. You almost look cute as you struggle.”