"She" responds

"Here!" came a reply, a high-pitched reply, and Harold immediately walked/waddled as best he could out of the room and headed to the one where Annabeth had ducked into. It took him a few moments to adjust to the feeling of something heavy leading him, or rather anchoring him and caused him to sort of shuffle at times, but he reached the door and opened it.

"What the..."

The person inside of the room looked up at him with a smile and winked, enough of Annabeth's nature was in there that Harold could see his sister there, though it appeared to be a young boy no older than 3, who was busy playing with some duplo blocks on the floor. Harold wanted to say something, anything, but all he could do was watch for a few moments before the boy handled him a piece of paper and turned back to the blocks on the floor.

"Hey Harold! In case you're wondering, yes, I talked with X-Change and opted to try out this formula, a youth version of X-tra strength. The drawback, of course as you see, made me young again. 3 years old, didn't want to go younger, but felt that it would be a nice break. It's not permanent but there is an option for me to make it so, though I would discuss this with you when the time comes I guess. So, for the next 4 months, though, I'm your son, Taylor!"

He rolled his eyes as Taylor just kept playing with the blocks and making happy gibberish sounds. Annabeth was always a bit on the impulsive side but he could see how she needed to separate and break from her family, especially given how painful the abandonment of the kids to her made her feel. He lowered himself gently down to the floor (wasn't easy, the baby belly definitely did not help) and he sat there with his sister, brushing his hair and smiling. "Guess we're stuck together, little man..." he whispered before he took out his phone and read the X-Change confirmation. "I'm your mom, Yvonne Harris...guess we're waiting for daddy to come pick us up soon."