Sappy Reunion Part 1
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
rainman1131
Cindy walked out the big people gate, and headed for the large park that bordered the school grounds. She found a bench in a secluded area, sitting down and setting her pack on the bench next to her.
"Cindy, get Nathan and Sally out," Jill said, poking her head out of the space in the zipper.
Cindy nodded. "Way ahead of you, Jill." The larger girl grabbed her own ponytail and brought it around in front of her. She parted her hair near the middle of the braid, exposing a toga-clad Sally. Cindy reached in two fingers and grasped the tiny redhead gently around the waist, pulling her out and placing her in the open palm of her other hand. Cindy then parted the hair a little farther down her ponytail, then she reached in and plucked out Nathan. She set him down next to his sister.
"Are they okay?" This time it was Jackie, poking her little head out next to Jill's.
Cindy nodded, moving her hand closer to the pack so Jill and Jackie could see the tiny brother and sister.
Sally and Nathan were getting slowly to their knees, rubbing at their sore arms and legs.
"You guys okay?" asked Cindy, concern evident in her voice.
Sally nodded. "Yeah. Thanks, Cindy. We're just a little sore, I think." She looked up into Cindy's eyes. "Thanks so much for saving us, Cindy." Sally now noticed Jill and Jackie staring out of the pack. "You, too, girls! Thanks so much! Nathan and I owe you big time! Right, Nathan?"
Nathan was staring raptly up at Cindy's pretty face. His sister elbowed him roughly. "Right, Nathan?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Thanks! You guys are awesome!" The tiny boy said it to all of them, but he still goggled up at Cindy.
Jill laughed softly, nudging Jackie. "Somebody has a little crush," whispered Jill.
Jackie smirked. "Cute. I don't think it'll work out, though, what with her being taller than our school and all." Jackie whispered, too, but a little louder than Jill had.
"Shssssh!" Jill put a hand over Jackie's mouth.
Cindy brought the tiny teens closer to her face. "Do you guys want me to take you to your house now?"
Sally clapped her hands together. "Yes, please, Cindy! Let's go!"
Cindy nodded, reaching down and closing the zipper a little more. She placed her hand up against the pack, and tilted her palm toward the opening. "Catch 'em. girls!"
Sally raised her arms playfully as she slid down Cindy's palm and into Jackie's waiting arms. Nathan, however, grabbed hold of Cindy's fingers, halting his downward slide.
"Cindy, can't I just ride in your hand?" The tiny boy looked up at Cindy hopefully.
Cindy laughed. "Not a good idea, little fella. Somebody might see you. I think some people could recognize where that toga's from. I'll cuddle you in my hand some other time, cutie." The big girl shook her hand lightly, causing Nathan to lose his grip and slide down into Jill's arms.
Cindy zipped the pack nearly closed, and rose from the bench. With Sally giving directions, Cindy was easily able to find the tiny kids' house.
A minute after Cindy rang the doorbell, a tired-looking woman opened the door. "Yes?"
"Hello, ma'am," Cindy said politely. "You don't know me but you know my friends." She opened the zipper on her pack, allowing Jackie to stick her head out.
Jackie waved up at the dark-haired woman. "Hi, Mrs. Jensen!"
The woman's expression warmed. "Jackie! Is that you? Why, I haven't seen you since...since the..." Suddenly the color drained back out of her face, and she looked close to tears.
Jackie nodded. "I know, ma'am. Since the funeral. That's what I wanted to talk about."
Mrs. Jensen stared blankly at the small girl. "Talk about what? I don't mean to be rude, Jackie, but this isn't a good time right now. I think you's better-"
"Please, Mrs. J." Jackie urged. "I need to talk to you."
The tired woman just looked down at Jackie for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Okay. Come on in."
She led Cindy through the entryway and into a dimly-lit living room. She motioned Cindy toward a couch that sat behind a long, glass coffee table. Mrs. Jensen moved to the other side of the room, dropping listlessly into a love seat.
When she saw Cindy seat herself on the couch, she smiled distractedly. "Where are my manners? What's your name, honey?"
The young girl smiled. "Sorry, ma'am. I'm Cindy. And this is Jill." Cindy pointed to Jill standing next to Jackie inside the pack.
"The big one also goes by Kong," piped Jackie.
Cindy laughed, flicking a finger at Jackie's shoulder. "Shut up, Jackie!"
"Owe!" chirped Jackie. She glared up at Cindy. "Don't make me come up there."
Cindy rolled her eyes. "Anyway, ma'am. We have some good news. Brace yourself, though. This will be a shock."
The dark-haired woman raised an eyebrow. "Brace myself? For what?"
"This," said Jackie, nodding to Jill as both girls stepped out of the backpack and onto the coffee table, each of them holding one of Mrs. Jensen's children in their arms.
"What...what," was all that Mrs. Jensen could manage. She rose slowly out of her chair, stumbling a bit as she started forward. Cindy started to stand, moving to help her over, but Mrs. Jensen waved her off. "It's okay...I'm okay..."
She walked across the room like a woman in a dream. She dropped to her knees in front of the coffee table, staring down at the paired teens before her.
"Is it really you?"
Sally raised her arms, smiling. "Yeah, it's us, Mom." Jill saw Nathan raising his arms as well, but he said nothing. Jill heard a catch in his throat, and thought he might be crying.
Mrs. Jensen reached out, plucking her children carefully out of Jackie and Jill's arms, bringing one up to each cheek, cuddling them to her. She did this for several minutes, sometimes pulling them away to look at them, then pulling them back into her cheek. Her tears dampened her children's clothes and skin.
The other three girls watched the scene in silence, their own eyes beginning to tear.
Mrs. Jensen held her children in front of her face, smiling through her tears. "Oh, kids, I...," Mrs. Jensen blinked. "So, what's with the togas?"
There was a thick silence in the living room for one beat. Two.
Then Jackie's high-pitched laughed filled the room. And soon they were all laughing hysterically, unable to stop. For nearly a full minute, they all just gave in to the moment, not even trying to stop, just letting the pent up tension flow out in gales of idiotic laughter. When, finally they began to get themselves under control, Jackie spoke.
"Isn't Mr. J. here?"
Mrs. Jensen's teary eyes widened. "Oh, my God! Yes! I forgot!" She brought each child to her lips, kissing them sloppily. Then she set them down on the table near Jackie and Jill, and ran out of the room.
"Dave! You'll never believe it! It's a miracle!" And then they heard her footsteps pelting up the stairs.
Jackie looked down at the two smaller teens. "Your dad still work at home, Sally?"
Sally nodded. "Yep" She looked up at Cindy. "My dad's an engineer. he designs planes. He works mostly at home, on his computer."
"Oh," replied Cindy. "That's cool. Hey, why didn't your mother just call him down here, instead of going up and getting him?"
Nathan grinned up at Cindy. "It'd take Dad forever to get down here on his own, Cindy."
"What do you..." Then Cindy nodded slowly, seeming to understand. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is he...uh...disabled then?'
Sally shook her head. "No, not exactly, Cindy. You see..."
Jackie laughed, placing the flat of her hand next to her ankle. "Cindy, Sally's dad is this tall."
"Cindy, get Nathan and Sally out," Jill said, poking her head out of the space in the zipper.
Cindy nodded. "Way ahead of you, Jill." The larger girl grabbed her own ponytail and brought it around in front of her. She parted her hair near the middle of the braid, exposing a toga-clad Sally. Cindy reached in two fingers and grasped the tiny redhead gently around the waist, pulling her out and placing her in the open palm of her other hand. Cindy then parted the hair a little farther down her ponytail, then she reached in and plucked out Nathan. She set him down next to his sister.
"Are they okay?" This time it was Jackie, poking her little head out next to Jill's.
Cindy nodded, moving her hand closer to the pack so Jill and Jackie could see the tiny brother and sister.
Sally and Nathan were getting slowly to their knees, rubbing at their sore arms and legs.
"You guys okay?" asked Cindy, concern evident in her voice.
Sally nodded. "Yeah. Thanks, Cindy. We're just a little sore, I think." She looked up into Cindy's eyes. "Thanks so much for saving us, Cindy." Sally now noticed Jill and Jackie staring out of the pack. "You, too, girls! Thanks so much! Nathan and I owe you big time! Right, Nathan?"
Nathan was staring raptly up at Cindy's pretty face. His sister elbowed him roughly. "Right, Nathan?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Thanks! You guys are awesome!" The tiny boy said it to all of them, but he still goggled up at Cindy.
Jill laughed softly, nudging Jackie. "Somebody has a little crush," whispered Jill.
Jackie smirked. "Cute. I don't think it'll work out, though, what with her being taller than our school and all." Jackie whispered, too, but a little louder than Jill had.
"Shssssh!" Jill put a hand over Jackie's mouth.
Cindy brought the tiny teens closer to her face. "Do you guys want me to take you to your house now?"
Sally clapped her hands together. "Yes, please, Cindy! Let's go!"
Cindy nodded, reaching down and closing the zipper a little more. She placed her hand up against the pack, and tilted her palm toward the opening. "Catch 'em. girls!"
Sally raised her arms playfully as she slid down Cindy's palm and into Jackie's waiting arms. Nathan, however, grabbed hold of Cindy's fingers, halting his downward slide.
"Cindy, can't I just ride in your hand?" The tiny boy looked up at Cindy hopefully.
Cindy laughed. "Not a good idea, little fella. Somebody might see you. I think some people could recognize where that toga's from. I'll cuddle you in my hand some other time, cutie." The big girl shook her hand lightly, causing Nathan to lose his grip and slide down into Jill's arms.
Cindy zipped the pack nearly closed, and rose from the bench. With Sally giving directions, Cindy was easily able to find the tiny kids' house.
A minute after Cindy rang the doorbell, a tired-looking woman opened the door. "Yes?"
"Hello, ma'am," Cindy said politely. "You don't know me but you know my friends." She opened the zipper on her pack, allowing Jackie to stick her head out.
Jackie waved up at the dark-haired woman. "Hi, Mrs. Jensen!"
The woman's expression warmed. "Jackie! Is that you? Why, I haven't seen you since...since the..." Suddenly the color drained back out of her face, and she looked close to tears.
Jackie nodded. "I know, ma'am. Since the funeral. That's what I wanted to talk about."
Mrs. Jensen stared blankly at the small girl. "Talk about what? I don't mean to be rude, Jackie, but this isn't a good time right now. I think you's better-"
"Please, Mrs. J." Jackie urged. "I need to talk to you."
The tired woman just looked down at Jackie for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Okay. Come on in."
She led Cindy through the entryway and into a dimly-lit living room. She motioned Cindy toward a couch that sat behind a long, glass coffee table. Mrs. Jensen moved to the other side of the room, dropping listlessly into a love seat.
When she saw Cindy seat herself on the couch, she smiled distractedly. "Where are my manners? What's your name, honey?"
The young girl smiled. "Sorry, ma'am. I'm Cindy. And this is Jill." Cindy pointed to Jill standing next to Jackie inside the pack.
"The big one also goes by Kong," piped Jackie.
Cindy laughed, flicking a finger at Jackie's shoulder. "Shut up, Jackie!"
"Owe!" chirped Jackie. She glared up at Cindy. "Don't make me come up there."
Cindy rolled her eyes. "Anyway, ma'am. We have some good news. Brace yourself, though. This will be a shock."
The dark-haired woman raised an eyebrow. "Brace myself? For what?"
"This," said Jackie, nodding to Jill as both girls stepped out of the backpack and onto the coffee table, each of them holding one of Mrs. Jensen's children in their arms.
"What...what," was all that Mrs. Jensen could manage. She rose slowly out of her chair, stumbling a bit as she started forward. Cindy started to stand, moving to help her over, but Mrs. Jensen waved her off. "It's okay...I'm okay..."
She walked across the room like a woman in a dream. She dropped to her knees in front of the coffee table, staring down at the paired teens before her.
"Is it really you?"
Sally raised her arms, smiling. "Yeah, it's us, Mom." Jill saw Nathan raising his arms as well, but he said nothing. Jill heard a catch in his throat, and thought he might be crying.
Mrs. Jensen reached out, plucking her children carefully out of Jackie and Jill's arms, bringing one up to each cheek, cuddling them to her. She did this for several minutes, sometimes pulling them away to look at them, then pulling them back into her cheek. Her tears dampened her children's clothes and skin.
The other three girls watched the scene in silence, their own eyes beginning to tear.
Mrs. Jensen held her children in front of her face, smiling through her tears. "Oh, kids, I...," Mrs. Jensen blinked. "So, what's with the togas?"
There was a thick silence in the living room for one beat. Two.
Then Jackie's high-pitched laughed filled the room. And soon they were all laughing hysterically, unable to stop. For nearly a full minute, they all just gave in to the moment, not even trying to stop, just letting the pent up tension flow out in gales of idiotic laughter. When, finally they began to get themselves under control, Jackie spoke.
"Isn't Mr. J. here?"
Mrs. Jensen's teary eyes widened. "Oh, my God! Yes! I forgot!" She brought each child to her lips, kissing them sloppily. Then she set them down on the table near Jackie and Jill, and ran out of the room.
"Dave! You'll never believe it! It's a miracle!" And then they heard her footsteps pelting up the stairs.
Jackie looked down at the two smaller teens. "Your dad still work at home, Sally?"
Sally nodded. "Yep" She looked up at Cindy. "My dad's an engineer. he designs planes. He works mostly at home, on his computer."
"Oh," replied Cindy. "That's cool. Hey, why didn't your mother just call him down here, instead of going up and getting him?"
Nathan grinned up at Cindy. "It'd take Dad forever to get down here on his own, Cindy."
"What do you..." Then Cindy nodded slowly, seeming to understand. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is he...uh...disabled then?'
Sally shook her head. "No, not exactly, Cindy. You see..."
Jackie laughed, placing the flat of her hand next to her ankle. "Cindy, Sally's dad is this tall."
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