As the stream ended Jordan felt relief. “Could you believe they were calling me your pet? I mean pet, really? Like I am all of a sudden, not a person.” Jordan said still fuming.
“I know I get this is hard, but I’m sure it will be easier on Monday. You’ve had such a big day. You shrunk, You almost got killed twice, found out you were stuck this way. But a lot of good happened too. I handled all of this like a champ. Responsibility, Master, not to toot my own horn. Saved your life, kept you from being sent to some strange host family, and seamlessly integrated you into my stream, we hit 500 subs tonight. And yes some
of them called you a pet but by the end of the stream, you were lil’dipendity. That’s way better than my pet. Now let’s just take you over to the wonderful litt-mid-sized home that I built for you and stocked with water and cocoa puffs.” Sara said as she closed out of the programs on her computer and then carried Jordan over to his room.
“I can’t stay in there. I appreciate the effort but that looks like dog food, and I’m not gonna lap up water? Let’s just lock up Mocha and…”
“I knew I should have gone with Cheerios. Stupid, stupid. And in my defense, they don’t make little man cups. Not trying to sound condescending but that’s not a thing. This is a great space. You just gotta get a feel for it. Let me help you.”
Enjoy the full-sized version of any picture in the Smallara gallery.
lil’dipendity? more like lil’dependy.