Proof of Existence

Ok everyone, it's story time! Ahem *clears throat*...

One evening while roaming through the overgrown field behind his home, Ian noticed in the corner of his eye something moving through the tall grass. "It's probably just another bird hoping through the weeds" he thought, but curious as to what it was he decided to investigate.

Following the rustling sounds as he gave chase, the noises and movements finally stopped at the patch of grass before him. Slowly parting the grass he saw before his eyes a young man, just barely the size of his hand cowering in fear of the giant looming over him. Stunned and amazed, Ian slowly held out his hand at the frightened tiny and pat him on the head with his index finger... The little guy collapsed to his knees and exhaled a sigh of relief, realizing that the titanic figure before him was no threat but just a curious young man.

No matter how hard Ian tried, when he spoke to the tiny person it seemed that he couldn't understand. "They must have their own language," he thought and held his hand down to the ground before the little man. Right away he jumped back, startled, and looked up confused at Ian. "Do you want to climb into my hand?" said Ian as he used his two fingers to motion walking up onto his hand. The little guy shook his head vigorously back and forth waving his arms in disapproval and began backing away. "Hmm, why don't you want to climb into my hand?" asked Ian, Then suddenly from the tall grass behind him, three more tiny people appeared and looked nervously up at the huge being. Grabbing the first little person by the shoulder the tiny people began to walk away as the first's eyes remained staring up at Ian until they disappeared into the grass.

The next day Ian ran to his friends home and began to tell him about what he saw in the field behind his house. "You're crazy," said the friend looking worried "I'm sorry Ian I cant talk, I've got to... clean the house" and he ran back inside closing the door behind him. "I'm not crazy!" Ian shouted out to his friend behind the closed door, and slowly walked back out to the edge of the field behind his home, sat down and rested his head and arms on top of his upright knees.

Just then, a familiar tiny face popped out between two patches of grass watching as Ian was sitting. When Ian turned to look, the little guy leaned away and fell backwards onto the ground. Crawling over to the edge where Ian saw the little face, he parted the grass once again to see the small man slowly getting up off the ground. Ian reached forward and picked him up in his hands. The tiny guy squirmed, whined and tried to pry open Ian's fingers... he was not content about being lifted up in the giant's hand. "Hey, HEY Stop that, calm down..." Ian lifted the tiny man up to the level of his face and began to pet him on the top of his head, "there there, I'm not going to hurt you." Assured that he was in no harm, the tiny man stopped panicking and let every muscle in his tiny body relax, but remained glaring unhappily at his current situation.

"Come on little guy... I've got a friend who I want you to meet."

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Hahaha aww poor little guy doesn't look too happy.

The giant in the photo is ~borisspears
The tiny in the photo is ~Sunshine114