As Jack was crammed away inside the girl's coat pocket, his mind lingered along thoughts. He wondered if he should have made a break for it and bit the girl's finger. He pondered on that thought for a moment, bringing a finger to his chin.

No, She would have killed me then and there. Jack thought as he sat in silence, ignoring the bumpiness of the girl walking around. Did they not own horses in this area? Why go on foot? Jack tried to formulate a plan to escape. As soon the girl let him out of her sight, he'd dash away and then…

Jack's mind came to a halt. What exactly would he do once he escaped? What if there were other giants like the girl? Bigger, stronger, meaner. He shuddered as he recounted the story books his mother read to him.

Stories of massive humanoids called giants who pillaged the land destroyed livestock and ate humans or animals if hungry enough. Disgusting beasts with rotten teeth and repugnant odors. What if this girl's family was the same? What if she was planning to flame broil him on an open flame? Jack's anxiety was sparking. He couldn't die yet. He had so much to live for! He had to find treasure. He had to make it home. He had to see his mother again!

"Mother…" Jack muttered the word and felt his world come crashing down. What if he'd never see his mother again, feeling her warm embrace and a happy smile for whenever he returned. If he'd return. He thought about mister silver and how much he helped jack get along his way. All his belongings were still with him, thank goodness. Jack reached into the pocket, pulling out the old dusty and an aged photo of himself and his younger mother. He smiled a bitter smile as he attempted to recount those days, but was too young to remember anything important.

He had no memory of his father, but his mother often stated that he was a great man. A little adventurous here and there, a risk taker; but His mother loved him just as much as she loved jack. That meant a lot to him. Jack leaned up against the edge of the bottle and closed his eyes. As he drifted off into slumber, he didn't realize how excited the little girl was.

I did it! Inma thought as she smiled with glee, I caught a human. The girl nearly skipped the entire way home with a happy smile on her face. Her mother had no idea what was going on with her. This was a strange occurrence for the normally smug and calm child. Her mother disregarded her actions as a childish antics. She too remembered what it was like to be young and full of joy.

As they made it home, Inma quickly darted towards her room. Unfortunately, for jack, he was awoken due to being slammed into the hard glass over and over. He head was pounding and he rubbed his temples. He heard the girl squealing loudly in an excited wail as she pulled him out and set him on her bookstand. Maybe this would be the chance for Jack to find out more about her and this mysterious world of giants.

The girl went into her room and slammed her door shut. She quickly pulled out jack from her bag and placed him on her nightstand. The girl was beaming from ear to ear with a smile. She was very excited to have her first human. Jack looked at the giant girl from inside his glass prison. Even though the bottle was made of glass, Jack wasn't able to break it. It was just to thick for his tiny little arms.

The girl was blushing at her new found toy. She raised up the bottle and reached for the inside. Jack squeezed against the edge of the inside, but her fingers tugged at his collar and pulled him out with ease. Jack frowned as he looked up at his giant-, He hated to say it, "Caretaker". It made him cringe that he was at the mercy of such a bossy and rude little girl. He felt a bit of anger bubble inside for being so weak.

"So little.." He heard the girl mumble with a smug grin. She was looking at Jack like she found an adorable and abandoned puppy.

"That's it!" She clasped her hands together and jumped up and down. Jack was at a loss. What was this kid up to know? He was worried about her and even more worried about himself.

"Inma, was it?" Jack asked as he raised his hands up in surrender, "Mind letting me g-" Jack flinched at the sound of the girl's loud and boisterous voice.

"Little man…" She said, interrupting his plea, "From this day forward, you shall be known as my little man. You will be mine, and mine alone!" She said this like he wasn't even human. Just another simple toy that she'd probably break in two if he got on her bad-side and on the off chance offended her. Why her of all people? Why couldn't Jack have been found by the girl's mother? Or some attractive older woman? Why this annoying brat of all people.

Jack frowned as the girl's smug aura was radiating all around him. He just had to think of a plan. He had too. There was too much at stake!

"Hey, Inma!" Jack asked as the girl looked at him attentively, "What do you say we play a game?"