Kyle, being a rather inquisitive sort, was fascinated by the world below. He was astounded at how huge he was compared to the civilization here; they were no bigger than ants. He almost began to wonder if he were dreaming. He had to learn more. He looked at the ground for anything of interest. Then, he noticed that situated next to the toe of his right sneaker was one of the little box-shaped structures. Focusing his eyes, he realized it was a tiny white house. Nothing was particularly close to it and none of the little people appeared to be in sight so he didn't see the harm in indulging his curiosity further. "Wonder how tough these buildings are at this size..." he stated to himself, not knowing if Ryan or Keith heard him. They seemed just as preoccupied with the the newness of this scenario as he was. Kyle lifted his right sneaker off of the ground, and hovered his foot over the patch of land where the house stood. He sort of wanted to test how much pressure it could withstand using his foot but being smaller than his fingernail he figured it wasn't a lot. Only one way to find out though.
Expressionless, Kyle about to lower his foot on the tiny structure when he saw something else. Something down was producing movement, he spotted. One of the little people maybe? Still holding his foot above the tiny house, he squinted to more clearly see what he was about to step on and then realized it was a little person. It was amazing, Kyle thought. These people were so incredibly small, he mused. From his great height, it was difficult but he realized that the tiny lifeform was waving its little arms back and forth, likely to get some attention. "Hey.. look at this little guy waving up at me," Kyle remarked. Not wishing to cause the little guy any harm, he withdrew his foot and lowered back into a more grassy area. Kyle then crouched down with his knees bent in order to further examine and communicate. He looked down upon the tiny figure and realized it was a teenager, likely his age, who was waving up at him. Good thing he did too, Kyle thought. Two other tiny figures who looked like teens stood next to the first teen. "Hehe, I was a second away from squashing you like a bug, little guy. You're lucky I noticed you guys." The little guy seemed to be screaming something at him but at that size there was no way he could ever hear it. Instead it just sounded like a series of little squeaks. As his curiosity swelled, he instinctively reached down his arm in order to pick up one of the tiny figures for further study. At first he tried to grab the one who was waving and screaming. He lowered his hand hoping to gently pick him up and was surprised when the little guy ducked and could no longer be seen amongst the grass -- or trees actually. Then the other two began to move. Kyle quickly brought his hand down and before one could disappear into the flora, gently closed his thumb and forefinger around one of the little figures. He successfully had both of his tiny little legs in his two-fingered grasp. Trying to be careful as possible, he slowly raised his hand into the air and brought the little guy up to his face. The teen was hanging upside down, dangling to and fro between Kyle's fingers.
With Keith and Ryan in earshot, Kyle commented aloud. "Man.. I can't believe how puny these people are compared to us. We really are giants here. This is so cool."
Kyle wished he were able to get the two other little guys, he thought to himself, until he heard Ryan begin to speak. He turned his head around to hear what his friend had to say, and Ryan indeed spoke his mind. "Yeah, we're giants all right. And do you know what giants do for fun?" Kyle was unsure what Ryan was getting at. Obviously they were huge, but what did that mean?