The instability and unevenness of Sara’s hand were still unnerving. Jordan wondered at what point would this ever feel normal while, at the same time, dreading any moment where any part of this could possibly feel normal. The heat radiating from her hand again cooled his otherwise cold body. The clothing helped but ever since becoming this small, Jordan couldn’t help but notice how he nearly constantly felt some level of coldness.
As Sara’s hand lifted upward, he was reminded of his time at the tower of terror. The quick descent and the feeling of his stomach slamming against his toes was a sensation that he could never forget. While this didn’t feel as drastic, Jordan felt a slight queasiness as Sara’s hand ascended.
The further he got from the table, the less control he had; The insanity of knowing that jumping off Sara’s hand from this height would not be fatal but would most certainly injure him. Staring up at her monolithic body, Jordan could feel her eyes watching his movement as he gently maneuvered himself to the edge of the palm of her hand.
Jordan looked down at the massive bowl of macaroni and cheese below him. It was an unsettlingly large amount of food for someone his size. It was a bowl that might as well have been a swimming pool filled with nothing but piping hot Macaroni and Cheese. The thought of drowning and sinking beneath the steaming hot surface filled Jordan’s mind causing him to shudder.
Sara pushed the spoon into the bowl and lifted what looked like a heaping mound of macaroni to Jordan. As she lifted the spoon, Jordan knew he wouldn’t be able to eat that spoonful of food if she gave him a week. Effortlessly she raised the spoon to her mouth and swallowed the macaroni. Jordan found himself watching the empty spoon sink back into the bowl. The sound of Sara chewing filled the room, which due to his size, sounded disgusting. Sara then tilted her hand, pressing it up against the side of the bowl as she swallowed.
“Are you hungry or not? I’m not gonna spoon-feed you.” Sara exclaimed before taking another spoonful. “You’re too little to warrant your own portion. It’s doubtful you will eat an entire noodle.” She said before taking another spoonful of food. Jordan, for his part, felt personally attacked.
“I’ve been known to eat my fair share,” Jordan said.
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