The Most Important Meal
Cindy buckled herself in as her incomprehensibly large friend stood up. Michelle stretched, raising her hands as far as she could. Cindy felt like she was being carried to the heavens in her friend's palm. By Brobdingnagian standards, she was around 5'7 but to Cindy she was an astronomical six miles tall.
"Breakfast?" Michelle asked into her headset simply, eyeing her speck-like friend in the Tic-Tac sized carrier.
"You read my mind." Cindy rubbed her growling stomach.
Once in the kitchen, Michelle set the carrier on the table gently. Cindy opened the door and walked out onto the vast glazed wooden surface wanting to stretch her legs. They were both too tired and hungover to chat much.
"Bagels or waffles?" Michelle held up the two options across the room.
"Definitely bagels," Cindy said. Sharing waffles with a Brobby could get unbelievably sticky.
After retrieving a bagel big enough to wall in a small town, Michelle sat down at the table. Her colossal upper-body loomed above Cindy. Two cream-capped mountains jiggled and bounced off each other a bit as she settled in. Even the edge of her saucer stood high above Cindy's head. She began to spread strawberry jam on it with a towering butter-knife. As she did so, Michelle yawned downward, right in Cindy's direction. While it wasn't strong enough to blow the micro girl away, the humid gale blustered around her violently. A sweeping fog of morning breath stung her eyes. Cindy gagged a bit as she realized she could taste her friend's breath.
"Ugh! Why don't you ever brush your teeth before we eat?" She said between coughs.
"Quit whining, ya big baby." Michelle lowered her upside-down fingernail to Cindy
Cindy rolled her eye as she climbed on. The fingernail's thickness was almost taller than she was.
Secure, Cindy is lowered to...
"Breakfast?" Michelle asked into her headset simply, eyeing her speck-like friend in the Tic-Tac sized carrier.
"You read my mind." Cindy rubbed her growling stomach.
Once in the kitchen, Michelle set the carrier on the table gently. Cindy opened the door and walked out onto the vast glazed wooden surface wanting to stretch her legs. They were both too tired and hungover to chat much.
"Bagels or waffles?" Michelle held up the two options across the room.
"Definitely bagels," Cindy said. Sharing waffles with a Brobby could get unbelievably sticky.
After retrieving a bagel big enough to wall in a small town, Michelle sat down at the table. Her colossal upper-body loomed above Cindy. Two cream-capped mountains jiggled and bounced off each other a bit as she settled in. Even the edge of her saucer stood high above Cindy's head. She began to spread strawberry jam on it with a towering butter-knife. As she did so, Michelle yawned downward, right in Cindy's direction. While it wasn't strong enough to blow the micro girl away, the humid gale blustered around her violently. A sweeping fog of morning breath stung her eyes. Cindy gagged a bit as she realized she could taste her friend's breath.
"Ugh! Why don't you ever brush your teeth before we eat?" She said between coughs.
"Quit whining, ya big baby." Michelle lowered her upside-down fingernail to Cindy
Cindy rolled her eye as she climbed on. The fingernail's thickness was almost taller than she was.
Secure, Cindy is lowered to...
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June 8, 2023
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