This choice: Mark reaches for you, eager to examine this toy. • Go Back... The boy gasped with shock he heard the tiny man respond and wave back to him.
"U-um... hey there.." Scott stuttered awkwardly as he stared back at the boy's stunned expression.
"Coooooool!!" The boy oo'd as he began to reach towards the little talking toy.
"Uh..Oh! Um! No! Wait!! Hey! I uh!" Scott couldn't managed to find the words as he watched the boy's massive open palm begin to encompass him; the kids excited smile clearly visible between his the giant fingers as they closed in.
There was no point running. Even if the man had a head-start, the boy could easily just walk over and snatch him up, regardless of how much distance he created between them.
Scott felt the heat radiating off the boy's palm as he was pressed into it from behind. The giant's tough leathery fingers pressed against his back as his face was smothered into the soft warm surface of the boy's flesh.
Unable to breath for a few moments, Scott began to panic, wriggling frantically before the pressure around him finally let off.
Panting and on his knees, Scott's stomach dropped as he realized he was now being held high off the ground in front of the young boy's enlivened face.
"I don't remember having a toy like you before!!!" The boy's eyes glimmered as he stared the tiny man in his palm.
Scott's heart nearly skipped a beat the moment he heard the boy label him with the word 'toy'.
"H-hey! W-wait no! I'm not a toy! I'm an actual person!"
The young boy looked confused for a moment as he heard the man's odd response.
"Hahaaa!.. No waaay! you're way too small" The boy giggled as if having heard an amusing joke.
Scott nearly fell over as the boy's hand shook slightly.
"It's true! I used to be normal sized, just like you! Even bigger!" Scott frantically tried to convince the boy.
There was a long pause as the boy simply stared back with a blank expression.
…..
...
"Wait...... Really?...." The boy's words trailed off as his eyes widened with disbelief; he could tell the tiny man wasn't joking.
"Yeah, I was just driving on a road somewhere and I somehow ended up in your room like this!" Scott decided that honesty would probably be the best approach now that the boy seemed to finally understand his situation.
"Wooooow, how did you get so small?" The curious six year old brought the man up to his face to get a closer look.
"I don't know I just suddenly woke up here."
“What's your name?” The boy asked.
“My name's Scott”
“My name is Mark!” The six year old yelled back excitedly, now knowing the name of his new little friend.
“Haha...., nice to meet you Mark...” Scott replied timidly in reaction to the giant boy's terrifying abundance of energy.
“Oh!...Um...Do my parents know about you??” The boy asked with a sudden whisper.
“What?.... No...... At least I don't think so. Could you bring me to them? They should be able to help me!”
There was an odd pause as the boy seemed to become lost in thought.
“Uh.. Mark?” Scott felt an uneasiness as the six year old seemed to contemplate the request.
“Um.. okay..” Mark muttered distantly with a noticeable tone of disappointment. The boy tried to hide it, but he was clearly a bit conflicted; here he thought they were about to have so much fun too.
Mark nodded his head as he began to stand up. The boy felt compelled to do what Scott asked of him; regardless of the man's size he was still an adult.
“O-Okay, I'll go find my mom” Mark responded as he carefully closed his hand round the man.
Walking out of the room, the boy headed across the hall and down the stairs.
As Mark walked into the kitchen, he was met with the sound of dishes being washed. The boy's mother stood in front of the sink cleaning various dishes.
“M-Mommy?” The boy muttered in a subdued voice.
“What is it honey” The woman asked as she continued washing at the sink.
“I uh, I found ..uh.....something in my room”
“What did you find honey?” The woman replied
“Uhh...” The boy opened his hand and stared down at the tiny man in his palm.
Already listening to the conversation from within, Scott was happy to watch the fingers around him uncoil, allowing him to get some much needed air.
The man stared up at the boy, who seemed hesitant to answer his mother as he stared downward.
“I uhhh. I found uh...” Mark's heart began to race.
The woman began to pull off her gloves, signaling that she was finished with the dishes.
Just as he saw his mom beginning to turn, Mark suddenly snapped his fingers closed again.
“What did you find honey?”
“Uh........................... a quarter!” The boy lied innocently.
“Oh...that's great honey! You should save it for when we go shopping haha” The woman smiled as she left the boy alone in the kitchen.
Realizing he had actually gotten away with the sudden lie, Mark's heart began to settle.
As he began quickly walking back towards his room, Mark could feel tickling sensation of the tiny man struggling inside his closed fist; Despite feeling a pinch of guilt, the boy couldn't help but reveal a naughty smile .
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