It had been five minutes since Jim had disappeared in a flash of light. Jim had not returned or shown his presence in any way. Panic stricken she searched the entire apartment before coming back to the Time Machine. There was no sign of Jim anywhere. "I have to find him," she said to herself. Continuing to pace back in fourth worrying all the while she came up with an idea. "If I can't find him in the present, then I'll just find him in the past." After hitting the delay activation switch, Carol jumped unto the Time Machines Pad without a second thought, Carol was gone a second later.

      Jim blinked open his eyes as he removed his helmet. Ignoring his normal instincts, Jim looked down at his watch instead of his surroundings. The watched had been calibrated to pick up the wireless single in their home to give him the exact time. "Eight thirty in the morning, spot on!" Jim cried with cheer. He had left the lab at five thirty, the experiment was a success. Noticing the oddity below him, Jim looked down at the strange dirty floor. The two tests notes from earlier were sitting on the dank floor.

      Before Jim could examine them, he heard a tremendous boom. Startled Jim looked at the direction of the sound. Jim gawked with his mouth wide open as a large shadow was cast from hundreds of yellow pillars over his head. Running without a second look, he managed to avoid the large object as it swept the notes and dirt from the ground he had been standing on moments before.

***

      Carol hated doing chores in the morning, and today was no exception. Swishing the yellow bristles of her broom around the floor she hummed. She collected up the pile of dust and threw its contents into the trash bin, Afterwards she exited the room to go do the dishes with her husband. He had made an awful mess with his breakfast experiment, still she loved him all the same.

***

      "This is unbelievable!" "Carol!" Jim yelled to the giant sweeping the floor. There was no use in it however. She could never hear him, over that loud humming, or otherwise. Ducking underneath his desk as the bristles came at him yet again, Jim slid into a pile of dust nearly as large as himself. The dust had piled up here so much that the floor looked like it was covered in a few inches of dirt from Jim's perspective. Dusting off the dirt, Jim looked around. "Looks like it will be safe here."

      "But how is this possible? How can I be this small!?" He gazed up at his wife again. "And dear god, are Carols breasts really that big!" He looked at his towering wife as she went about her work quickly. "This isn't so bad."

      Jim thought for a moment and realized he must be smaller than an ant. Luckily for him he was right about his gigantic wife. She dumped the contents of the bin into the trash. As he suspected she would. She left without sweeping below the desk much to his good fortune. "Well now I know why the test notes were in the rubbish bin." He strapped his helmet to his protective suite. Pacing he did some quick math in his head. He guessed he was around five millimeters tall. This meant that every foot of his lab was now roughly four hundred feet to him. Given his lab was a twenty by twenty space, and he was somewhat near the middle of that room, he would still have to travel six thousand feet to get to the door. And while it was depressing he was so far from the door, he was still glad that the Time Machine's Generator Pad was so close to his desk. Without its presence, he surely would have been buried alive in the trash bin.

      He of course considered how he should spend his time, and even wondered about his own safety. He could trek across the labs floor, but he knew that in only an hour his wife and him would come towering into this very room. But was it any safer to remain here? He wasn't sure. He would give it some more thought.

      The notes had returned to their correct size, so he ought to too, if the universe was a fair place. But how long would it take, this was an unknown variable. He couldn't even imagine the equation he would need for that, he just hoped the notes were a worthy example. As a scientist he had to weigh his options, he could even potentially be crushed in here just as easily  as elsewhere, or even starve to death should the process take too long for him to return to his proper size. Spending days on the floors of his apartment was a grim prospect.

      Right as Jim was about to make a decision a small flash of light deposited his wife unto the Time Machines Pad in the distance. "Carol!?" Jim yelled to his wife as he ran the four hundred feet between them.

      "Thank god your okay Jim!" She looked at her husband with a discerning look. "This is the lab isn't it?"

      "Yes Carol, it's the lab and were tiny." Jim used his hands to emphasize how tiny they were.

      "You moron! ... Mad scientist!" She started to cry.

      "It's okay Carol well be fine..." He was interrupted by her sobbing.

      "If you.. ..." "We, never came back before! Then how are we going to be fine? Jim you never showed back up!" She looked at him. "If you never showed up, doesn't that mean were stuck like this!"

      Jim put his hands unto his wife's shoulders. "It's okay the notes turned back to their right size, I'm sure we will with time, it seems it will take our human bodies longer than the notes."

      "How do you know that for sure Jim?" She asked curiously in her husband's embrace.

      "Well you said I never showed up in nine hours right, so therefore it must mean we take longer to go back to normal."

      Carol pushed him back off her again. "It's not okay Jim, what if I stepped on you, I would never have known! Your remains could be on my very sole right now!" She stopped speaking for a second. "Oh my god Jim what if the reason you never showed up was because I stepped on you!?"

      Carol was breaking down and even Jim was starting to get a sense of dread. "Don't worry Carol, we will just hide and find somewhere safe until we grow big again. I'll keep you safe! I haven't been stepped on yet either..." Her expression saw little change. "Now come on we only have a short window to leave the lab before our younger selves show up."

      Carol nodded her agreement as she held her husband's hand tightly as they started jogging across the lab to the door towering in the distance.

      Even jogging it was going to take an hour to reach the door of the lab, and the time until him and his giant wife would show up was rapidly approaching. "I wish I had my bike!" Exclaimed Carol as she huffed and puffed behind her husband. Her mood gradually improving due to the physical exercise.

      "Were almost there, then we can make our way to the kitchen through the hallw.a...y.." Jim was cut short as a thundering noise could be heard from behind the door. Inches above their head the door swung over their heads. Jim looked up to see the large sole of his wife's titanic bare foot. "Look out!" He yelled to Carol as he pushed her away.

      Carol landed on her side as he own giant foot landed right where her husband had been standing! "Jim!!" She shouted as the giantess lifted her foot away from her husband.

      Jim looked dazed as he was sitting on his rump with a stupefied expression. "Carol did I tell you how much I love your arched feet!"

      Carol would have been normally been more concerned and even cried, but instead she pulled up her husband and pulled him out of the way as a Titanic loafer landed where they both had just been standing! "Both of you should watch were your going!" Jim started to laugh at his wife as the imminent danger subsided.

      Ducking underneath the door they couldn't help but be fascinated by the two large figures of themselves go about their lab work. "That's us Jim. That's really us..."

      "Best not stick around here too long Carol, if I remember correctly you had to use the bathroom shortly after we started writing equations this morning."

      "Your right, but why do you remember something like that?" Asked Carol.

      "I always miss your presence." Stated Jim, matter of factly.

      Carol blushed in embarrassment. "Stupid Jim saying embarrassing things!"

      Walking the length between the lab and the kitchen took them roughly two hours. They spent most of it staring at the exotic sites of their new view of their living quarters. Occasionally speaking about it with scientific jargon the two often conversed with.

      "Wow it's already twelve, do you remember what time we had lunch Carol?" Jim said as he looked at his watch.

      "Jeeze I can't believe you can't remember what happened only a few hours ago Jim! Yet somehow you can memorize a line of equations the length of a football field in your head. You astound me sometimes you know that, Jim!"

      "You know Carol, in a sense, it hasn't happened yet, so..." Jim muttered.

      Carol didn't want to argue with Jim about the finites of time, let alone space, as there was now plenty to go around. So she chose to steer the conversation back to its roots. "We had sandwiches around noon didn't we, even though you wanted to make lunch."

      Jim racked his brain for a moment. "If I remember correctly you told me I couldn't because I made a ton of dishes for a simple breakfast."

      "Forget about the lunch we ate earlier, do you remember dropping any food Jim, you're usually a pretty messy eater."

      "So are you, you little...." Jim stopped as her hard the loud booming sounds of steps from afar.

      "Jim! Hurry lets hide under the fridge." Carol pulled her husband along to the labyrinth under the fridge. Right as they got underneath the massive soles of Carols feet came thumping into the kitchen followed by the awkward steps of her husband in tow.

      "Wow look at us go Carol, we must be going over two hundred feet per second!"

      "I can see stains all over your lab coat!" Carol said pointing out many stains on the giants lab coat.

      "Well I can see stains all over your panties!" Jim Laughed as he pointed up the Giant Carols skirt as she was bending to grab plates from a cupboard.

      Carol punched him in the shoulder. "Who's skirt are you looking up!" Jim rubbed his shoulder.

      "Sorry Carol."

      Jim and Carol observed their two past counterparts as they ate their meal. It was strange, they tried to make out what they were saying, but the their voices were so loud it all just came out as a thunderous noise. Their two giant past selves seemed completely normal sitting at the overly large kitchen table at the center of the room. On the other hand they couldn't help but feel like mouse waiting for food to drop.

      "You sure I dropped some food on the floor?" Jim asked his wife.

      "Pretty darn sure, I always have to clean up after you."Carol looked at Jim despairingly as he backed away from her glare.

      "Don't bite me Carol, I'm a scientist not a professional eater!" Carol looked at him again with eye's he did not wish to see.

      "Don't worry about the present me biting you, I think worrying about my past self should be your priority instead." She pointed to her ginormus past self's teeth yet again, to prove a point again. A point that had been clearly beaten to death already.

      "Well you do eat bugs..." Jim said with a smirk.

      "It's just a bad habit! Jim..." She was serious but her husband was laughing into his belly. "Seriously even in this situation you can be this care free Jim, that's why I love you." Carol thought.

      A thunderous boom could be heard as a piece of Tomato collided with the floor abruptly.

      "And supposedly I'm the messy one?" Carol hit her husband in the shoulder again.

      "Really you choose now to make fun of me, it's just a small piece of tomato. "

      "Never mind that." Jim made a mad dash towards the underside of her giantess double's chair.

      "Jim Wait! It's dangerous!" Carol started running after her husband. It was clear to her this was utter foolishness. She also knew it was only a matter of time before her past self would clean up the mess, so if they wanted to eat, now was their only chance.

To be Continued.