## Chapter 2: The Discovery

Miley's eyes were fixed on her little brother, Christopher, as she tried to process the impossible. He was standing on a table, but he was only 8 inches tall! She rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was hallucinating from the stress of the concert, but when she opened them again, Christopher was still tiny. The bright lights of the stage and the bustling activity of her team seemed to fade into the background as Miley's focus narrowed to the tiny figure in front of her. She felt like she was in a dream, or maybe even a scene from one of her music videos. But this was real. Christopher was really tiny. Miley's mind reeled as she tried to think of what could have caused this. Had he been playing with some kind of weird science experiment? Had he gotten a hold of something he shouldn't have? She didn't have time to think about it now, though. She had to figure out what to do. Without thinking, Miley gently picked up Christopher and held him in her palm, marveling at his tiny size. Christopher looked up at her with a mix of fear and confusion, his eyes wide with wonder. He was so small that he fit easily in the palm of her hand, and Miley couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sight. As she looked at Christopher, Miley couldn't help but notice how her purple concert tights seemed to glow in the dim light of the dressing room. She was still wearing her performance gear, and the smell of the tights was intoxicating to her. She felt a surge of excitement as she gazed at her brother, her purple lipstick inches from his tiny face. "Christopher, what's going on?" Miley asked, trying to keep her voice calm. "How did you get so small?" Christopher looked up at her, his eyes still wide with fear. "I-I don't know, Miley," he stammered, his tiny voice barely audible. "I was just playing with some stuff, and then...and then I felt weird." Miley's gaze drifted to Christopher's tiny face, and she felt a sense of dominance wash over her. She had always been the big sister, but this was different. This was a whole new level of control. She started to imagine all the things she could do with him now that he was tiny. The thought sent a thrill through her, and she couldn't help but smile. As she looked at Christopher, Miley realized that she was still wearing her smelly purple concert tights, and the thought made her feel even more powerful. She was a pop star, and she was used to being in control. Now, she had her little brother right where she wanted him. "You're going to have to do what I say from now on, Christopher," Miley said, her voice husky with excitement. "And I think we're going to have a lot of fun together." Christopher's eyes widened in fear as he realized his new reality. He was tiny, and Miley was in control. The pop star's grin grew wider as she gazed at her miniature brother, her purple nails glinting in the light. Miley's mind was racing with possibilities as she looked at Christopher. She had always been a creative person, and the thought of having her little brother as a tiny plaything was almost too exciting to bear. She couldn't wait to see what kind of adventures they would have together. As she stood there, holding Christopher in her palm, Miley felt a sense of power and control that she had never felt before. She was the queen of the world, and Christopher was her tiny subject. She knew that things would never be the same again, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held.