*SEVEN of them!* you think nervously, finding yourself being stared DOWN by seven pairs of astonished eyes, while seven mouths - each of them could swallow you whole, you think with a shiver - gasped at the same time.
Glancing around fast, you find out that the group is sitting on some benches, surrounded by trees... and realize that you're now in a secluded area of the Skate Park where Scotty uses to hand out with his friends, and where he took you many times, too... of course, the place looks a lot more intimidating at your current size... like the now towering teens all around!
Scotty can feel your shiver, and his huge finger pets your head and back in a comforting manner. "Aaah, don't be afraid, little Jack! You already met these guys, you know they're very nice."
*Well, first of all, I met them at regular size* you'd like to reply, *Meeting them as titans who could crush me with a single finger, is a different matter... Besides, I met them only a few times, how do I know if they're really nice? Just because you tell me so? You aren't the best judge of character, my Big Friend!* Yeah, you'd like to answer that way... but instead, something inside you makes you stay silent and just nod.
Scotty smiles. "Good, little one! You must get along with my pals, since they're going to be your babysitters."
"Babysitters?" you exclaim.
Your huge friends nods. "As little as you are now, you need someone to take care of you until we find a way to unshrink you... I'd love to be your caretaker, but it would be hard to hide you away from my parents and siblings at home, so I havd to ask my pals for help." He smiles. "They're all very eager to look after you."
His words, rather than reassure you, unnerve you even more. Being handled by a giant who's your close friend is not the best, but being under the power of a bunch of behemots whose personalities you barely know is scaring! However, Scotty doesn't give you any time to protest before continuing...
"So, the first step should be: you getting acquainted with your caretakers' hands, since you're going to spend plenty of time on them! Let's start now!"
With that, Scotty pinches your waist between his thumb and forefinger, and brings you toward the closest teen.
You feel annoyed, because your friend isn't asking for your permission for anything, and is treating you more like a small animal than like a human being... but again, you don't have time to speak before being deposited on the palm of one of your future babysitters.
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