Chapter #6The Tiny Sitter - Part 2 by: matthias   (Chapter originally written by worstfailure)
Your mom and sister left soon after Rika's arrival, the two promising to catch up when they returned ten days from now. Lauren wrote Rika a check in advance then picked you up to give you a kiss goodbye before placing you back into Rika's palm. Jenna blew you a mocking kiss as she took the last of their bags and closed the door behind her. Before it shut completely, you heard your sister call out, "Have fun you two!"
SLAM
Rika approached the window, waving with one hand and raising her palm so you could see as your mom and sister pulled out of the driveway, went down the road, turned, and disappeared from view.
With your family finally gone, you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for what you knew would come next.
"Sup, loser?"
You rocketed forward from the sudden impact of something making contact with the back of your head. Rika had flicked you with a finger with enough force to bend the top of your head out of shape. You would've stumbled right off her palm if she didn't curl her fingers like the bars of a prison to catch you. Head ringing as it began to revert into its normal shape, you turned around to face your tormentor defiantly, if nothing else but for the sake of your pride.
The friendly smile was gone from Rika's face, replaced with a smug, condescending smirk, like you were the lowest lifeform she could imagine and she was doing you a favor by gracing you with her presence.
"Surprised you're still around. I thought for sure you'd never make it one year out of high school without any adults to protect you. Guess you're lucky your mom and sister are so nice to you." You would've laughed at the inanity of that statement if your upper jaw wasn't still bending back into shape. "If I had a bug living under my roof, I'd make it earn its keep and serve me like the superior being I am. Otherwise I'd squash it. And if it happened to survive, I'd throw it outside with the rest of the insects so nature could take its course."
"You can't scare me, Rika," you said, once your head popped back into shape. "I know you're just bluffing. You can't get rid of me! You need me to get paid!"
She arched an eyebrow at you. You expected to be crushed but for once your defiance seemed to amuse her. "Paid in advance? Remember, loser? Or did that lil tap make you dumber than normal?" You scowled at her and her smug smirk grew. "But you're right. "My Son Disappeared Under Mysterious Circumstances" isn't a stellar online review. You're just lucky my mom actually expects me to pay rent now."
Free ride finally over, rich girl? You wished you had the courage to say it to her face, but your thoughts must've shown through because now Rika scowled.
"Don't look so happy, bug. Especially when I'm literally holding your life in the palm of my hand. If there was any justice in this world, I'd be modeling in California and you'd have a Usage License right now so you'd finally have a purpose. Instead I'm forced to move back home and a bug like you gets to live in this cushy house without a care in the world! The modeling business must be run by morons. The last intelligent decision any of them ever made was hiring your aunt. Apparently no one else in the business can recognize a 10 star beauty when she walks through the door. Who cares if I step on some stupid agent or knock some twig model off the runway? They should be kissing my shoe and begging me to sign on with them!"
"Hey, believe me," you snapped, unable to take her self-pity, "nobody wishes your modeling dreams had come through more than me! Personally, I think it's horrifying you're allowed to watch over affected people and treat them as bad as you treat me!"
Rika looked at you like you were the dumbest person alive. "You honestly think I treat my clients the same way I treated you when we were kids?" She scoffed. "Grow up! No tiny would hire me if I treated them that way. I have to pay rent now, moron. I can't afford to show you tinies the proper... respect you deserve."
"Oh," you said, realizing that made a lot of sense. You kept forgetting that other people's immediate family and friends weren't as... unique as yours were. Their regular-sized loved ones would likely be horrified if Rika showed them the same cruelty she'd treated you with. Honestly, you were relieved. Not just for the other tinies Rika was watching, but for yourself for these next eleven days as well. "I guess I got worried over nothing."
Rika actually put one hand in front of her mouth and laughed condescendingly, causing your heart to drop.
"Oh, bug! I promise you, you haven't worried anywhere near enough!"
"B-b-but you said--"
"I said I couldn't afford to treat other tinies the way I treat you. You, however, I can and will treat just like I did back in the good old days when everything made sense. After all, even when Lauren was overprotective she believed me over you. You think that's going to change now that she's loosened up? Oh yes, Jenna's kept me well informed about family events," Rika assured you. "I'm glad your mother's finally getting the carefree life she deserves. And while you're spending the next eleven days with me, you'll be giving me the respect and worship that I deserve."
"B-b-but you can't treat me like a slave! I'm an adult!"
"Which will just make you look even more ridiculous if you accuse me of anything," Rika said, smiling haughtily. "After all, the rest of my clients rave about my services as a tiny sitter and offer glowing reviews!" Seeing the helpless look on your face only made Rika laugh again, once again raising her hand to her face. "Oh, I've missed this! You have no idea how much I need this stress relief. Treating you tinies like you're my equals has been driving me crazy!"
That cruel comment was the one that finally broke you out of your horrified stupor.
"If you think I'm going to serve some--"
The ground moved from underneath you instantly as Rika snatched you between two fingers, cutting you off mid-sentence.
"That sounded awfully close to disobedience, bug," she said, pouting her lips as if she'd caught you being naughty. "And you know my standard punishment for disobedience."
You glanced down involuntarily and saw the massive swell of her backside which was nearly as blessed as Aunt Cass's. Rika smiled at the fear in your eyes. She was going to make sure these next 11 days were the best she had in years.
What happens next?
1) Rika decides to be merciful this one time and gives you an order to pamper her somehow.
2) Rika punishes you the old fashioned way, by putting the SIT in Tiny Sitter.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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