When Soul tilted his shoe upside-down and moved his palm underneath it, he expected one or two pebbles to come out. What actually came out was the last thing he was expecting. Matt and Zach tumbled out of the humid shoe and landed in the center of Soul’s gigantic, sweaty palm. At first Soul thought they were a couple insects and was about to drop them on the ground so they could be squished when he noticed they looked strangely…humanoid.
“What the-?” Soul brought his palm closer to his face and sure enough his suspicions were confirmed. There, sitting on his palm, were two tiny humans! They looked pretty shaken up and gasped when they saw Soul staring at them with his big, crimson eyes. Upon instinct, Soul glared at the two suspiciously. “Who are you and how did you get in my shoe?!”
The two boys remained sitting and just stared at the giant with fright. Eventually Matt swallowed his fear and stood up.
“You threw your shoe on top of us!” Matt shouted, pointing a finger at Soul. The giant teen seemed annoyed at the tiny Matt’s boldness and used a single finger to push against the man’s chest. Matt was easily pushed back down into a sitting position.
“Well, I didn’t see you, punk. Probably because you’re so damn tiny!” Soul snickered as Matt rubbed his chest and glared up at him.
“Please Soul, you have to help us!” Zach said as he stood up next. “We got sent here by some weird rock and we don’t know how to get back. Maybe you could ask Lord Death if he could help?”
“Some weird stone sent you to my room? Well, that wouldn’t be the craziest thing I ever heard. However, I think I have a better theory as to why you were lurking around my room at a few inches tall.” With that said, Soul picked himself off the ground but remained leaning against the wall. With one hand tucked into his pocket and the other in front of his face, he was now in a “cool” position. “I think you were spying on me! You’re probably servants to some witch. How else could you have shrunk besides some magic spell?”
“You’re wrong! We really were brought here by a rock! No witches were involved…at least I don’t think so.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Do I like an idiot? Maybe Black Star would of believed that, but someone as cool as me wouldn’t! Now that I’ve caught you, I think I should punish you shrimps!”
“No! S-Soul, you can’t!” Zach shouted, not wanting to end up a slave to some giant like the littles in his stories.
“You’re annoying…” Soul muttered before he took his other hand out of his pocket and reached for Zach. Before the little teen knew it, Soul had grabbed between two of his fingers and lifted him of his palm.
“No, little bro!” Matt shouted as he reached for Zach, but Soul easily carried him out of reach. The giant weapon coiled his fists around the two friends, trapping one in each hand. He turned his attention to Zach and smirked at the boy. His fist slowly began to squeeze the younger of the two, causing Zach to yelp in pain.
“Stop it! Leave him alone!” Matt yelled, struggling to break free of Soul’s grip. The giant teenager, however, was far too strong to give his struggles any meaning.
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