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And now, a chapter dedicated to our main giantess and what took place prior to meeting her tiny friend.

Chapter 2

Inma

Whereas the weather was pleasant on earth, the same could not be said about the sky. The world above was especially hot today. Yet, this did not stop people from shopping in the streets.

"Try a free sample of fresh apples!"

"Buy half a dozen eggs for 3 pesetas!"

"One roll of bread for 2 pesetas!"

The many banters heard throughout the kingdom as farmers and salesmen try to sell as quickly as possible before their products rotted. An hour past noon was rush for sellers, as well as for the consumers for there were limited supplies on fruits and veggies. Still, this did not stop a young girl from shopping.

"Will that be all Little Missy?" A man bellowed. The little girl was 12 years old and wore a purple sweater and pants. The clothing was much lighter than they appeared. Her blonde hair was let down and reached the middle of her back. She had covered her ears and curled herself inwards a bit for he had startled her.

The shop keeper was a stocky fellow who seemed to put down any plans for eating. His beard was all the evidence to prove this theory because it appeared to have collected every bits of food he had eaten his entire life. His appearance wasn't all that better for his hair was long and greasy, about as unwelcoming as with prickly beard. The shop keeper's eyes were tiny and gloomy. But his nose was biggest feature on his face. If he were to get angry, it would glow as red as a tomato. As much as the child felt uneasy being at his store, she would shop here if it meant to be away from crowds, which she hated. Once she was sure the shopkeeper's voice had quiet down, the girl regained her composure followed by uncovering her ears, and then responded in a timid tone: "Inma."

"What's that? Couldn't hear you." The man said out loud.

As frustrated as she was, she repeats her name louder: "Inma." She hoped the shopkeeper wouldn't ask her to speak any louder. "And yes, that will be all" Inma said nervously. Just as she picked up her groceries. The girl noticed the grown up was staring at her feet and it made her feel uncomfortable. "Um, is something wrong?"

"It's nothing." The man apologized. He couldn't help but wonder why anyone, let alone a child, would walking around barefoot. "You sure I can't get you a pair of boots or something?"

Inma shook her head "I am fine, thank you" she declined politely. Her eyes then wandered to a particular clothing and pointed at it. "Actually, may I see the price for that?"

Just as the girl made it across the gate. Inma looked back and got a view of the royal palace. She had heard many tales of the castle from how luxurious life was for the royals to the many parties thrown every night. These were things her father would tell her every night before she went to bed. Snapping back to the present, Inma put down her basket and sorted out her groceries.

She counted tomatoes, lettuces, a few eggs, and a loaf of bread, oranges, and a single apple. The girl the held up her latest purchase up high: A lavender jacket. When she saw the jacket back at the store, she couldn't believe just how cute it was. Inma found the fur scarf cute for its tiny size. What she loved about her new coat more than anything, was the color. The young girl loved the light shade the purple gave off and thought it went perfectly with her sweater, which just happened to be purple too. Inma decides to put on the jacket and hurry home to check herself out in a mirror.

Inma's home was far from the lively kingdom and she had to cross through a forest. She did not mind this as compared to the area she had just left from, she rather spent her time here, where the only sounds accessible to the ear were the chirping of birds or the songs crickets played in the cooler evenings. She was thankful not too many people came to this forest because the air remained fresh and cool along with a few fruit bearing trees. While she was thankful she did not have to worry about bumping into people, Inma had always felt sad about how she had a hard time making friends. Once at a festival, a group of girls had approached her and asked if she wanted to hang out with them. She responded by wrapping her arms across, below the chest and looked down at the ground. The girls looked at her weird and moved along. The only person she called a friend was her father. As grateful as she is to have a caring father, she wanted a friend who was closer to her age and could relate to her. She stopped walking and shed a tear remembering how she had failed to make friends that day. A single tear landed on her new jacket. The young girl then said out loud "Ew, I'm not gonna cry on my new jacket." She wiped her face with the bottom of her palm.

Just at the girl picked up her rather tiny basket, she heard an audible thump from the cliffside of the forest. She ran as fast as her little feet could carry her and when she arrived, she got down on her arms and knees and saw a green, skinny plant rising from what appeared to be below the clouds.

"How is this possible?" She wondered. Unfortunately, in the midst of her rush, she swung her basket too fast and the apple fell below. Instead, her focus was the tip of the mysterious plant, where a tiny object was looking up at her.

"Is that…a human?!" She thought.

I cannot tell you how sorry I am for the long wait, I've been caught up on life and summer classes. It has been tough juggling these things, but hey, at least I'm still here. In all seriousness, this chapter was originally scrapped because I didn't like how it was turning out, so I deleted it and took a break from writing. It wasn't until my camping trip last week ideas for this chapter came to me just as I was about to sleep. I just wished it came to me sooner than 1 in the morning.

Other than that, I'm glad to have taken the time to do this instead of playing videogames or go on Youtube.

As always, leave me feedback in the reviews and see you next time.

Quick note: Pesetas was the currency for Spain before they switched to Euros. Although I won't focus too much on it in this story, I thought it was worth bringing in references of Spain since the movie was set there.