( Chase In Lilliput Tag )
Chase fidgeted on Jacob’s shoulder, impatient for his idea to come to fruition. He was pretty sure Bobby would be home, and the guy hadn’t met Jacob yet. What better way to introduce him?
He grinned at the first sign of movement past the curtains. A hand grasped cloth and Chase leaned forward eagerly. The way Jacob knelt by the house, Chase had a perfect view of Bobby’s face as it came into view. The curtain swept aside, and–
“Oh what the fu-” Bobby blurted, falling out of sight as quickly as he’d appeared.
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( Chase In Lilliput Tag )
Jacob couldn’t think of a worse idea, but Chase convinced him anyway. He had a way of making bad ideas seem minor. Any concerns about them were met with fast, reasonable reassurances.
Until the plan was in action. Then those same reassurances were trampled by not-so-theoretical concerns.
Case in point, it thrilled no one that a giant stood in the street. He hadn’t stepped on anything or bumped into buildings, but all the same he took up a lot of space. Even trying to stay out of the way, he couldn’t avoid blocking the way. He really wished he hadn’t listened to Chase.
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“Why aren’t we going in the car-thing again?”
Bowman’s voice, close to Jacob’s ear thanks to the sprite’s cautious perch on his shoulder, rang clear with skepticism. In response, Jacob smirked and shrugged his shoulder just enough to bob the tiny sprite up and down once. “I thought you were tired of the car after the drive all the way here,” he pointed out.
Bowman’s tiny boots shifted as he flinched to keep his balance. Once certain he wouldn’t fall, one leafy wing slapped Jacob’s neck. “I was,” he insisted. “But if we’re going somewhere outside, I’d rather not be seen, and you can’t run fast enough to keep me out of sight.”
“It’s true,” Jacob lamented. “But I’m not planning on running there. Lemme just show you.”
He considered that fair warning for the front door of the house to open up. Jacob stepped onto the small front porch and paused to assess the world outside. A slight breeze cooled off the warm day, and only a few clouds drifted around overhead. The tidy lawns of the neighborhood, some littered with kids’ toys, grew verdant and green and so much more restrained than the plant life of Bowman’s home forest.
Jacob had been personally scolded for that, of course. As though he personally had made lawns so common.
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