“Fine, you can come out. I’m sure you have to go soon anyway.” Dayton added not wanting to concede the point completely to Jordan who watched as Dayton’s hand came down and wrapped around the ball like a claw. She easily lifted the ball he could never hope to lift. What bothered him most was not the fact that she lifted the ball up, but that while she was doing it she effortlessly undid the latch and dumped him out into her hand.
“Dayton, you need to be more gentle with him. He’s not a bestie doll.”
“I was careful.” Dayton asserted as she looked down at Jordan who now resided in the palm of her hand.
Jordan felt a bit sick as he went from standing up in the ball to the ball being picked up haphazardly as Dayton twisted the cap off and dumped him into her hand. As he looked up at the girl he felt a bit of his bravado seep out of him. It was much more difficult to negotiate with a giant when you are literally in the palm of their hand.
“You won’t be putting me back inside thing again either or else I will tell Sara,” Jordan stated
“I don’t think so. We learned about this in school. The cold war. Russia and the united states both had bombs. They called it what was it again oh yeah mutually assured destruction. Look I don’t want Sara to know that we lost you. You don’t want Sara to know you ran off. It’s bad for us and it’s bad for you. So we both agree not to say anything. You do our homework like we originally agreed and we let bygones be bygones.”
“Fine but no homework either. As you can’t really do much to me as I’m Sara’s Whitto man. Do you know how upset she would be if you injured me?” As the words left Jordan’s mouth he felt his nerves reach about all he could take. She could literally enclose her fist around him at any moment and squeeze the life out of him. The fact that he was negotiating with a giant girl at all was beyond his comfort point.
“Oh, you wanna bet?” Dayton said as almost on a dime he watched her morph into a sad look with tears running down her face. “SARA!!” Dayton cried out. Almost instantly he could hear the front door open and close and heavy fast footsteps walk across the floor upstairs towards the basement.
“You brat,” Jordan said as he watched tears stream down her face as she began to sob. Jordan knew he was in trouble. The moment Sara walked into the room he surely to be blamed.
“Last chance,” Dayton said breaking character for but a moment as she looked down at Jordan with a smirk.
“Fine, fine. Just math though.” Jordan said relenting.
“Deal,” Dayton said as he wiped the tears from her face before and any hint of sadness was gone as she plopped down on the sofa setting Jordan down in her lap.
“What is it? What happened? Are you okay? Is Body Hottie okay?” Sara said walking into the room.
“Yeah, we were just wondering when you were gonna do something with us.”
“I told you Dayton. I’m trying to mediate my two friends making up. We’ve been texting all afternoon. I promise next time will be more normal.” Sara said as she looked down at Jordan lying on Dayton’s lap.
“He just finished helping us with our math homework. Can you add me and Nicolle to Body Hottie’s phone? He said he would help us out when at night on days you’re not here.”
“Yeah, no problem. Just your number and your school app right? That’s so sweet that you offered to help them like this. I’m happy that you two are getting along so well.”
“Yeah, we’re practically best friends. I’m having a sleepover on Friday and was wondering if Body Hottie could come?” Dayton said, “He’s practically one of the girls.”
“Oh, I don’t know. It sounds like this little man had quite the adventure today and we have some plans on Friday night.” Sara said as she lowered her hand down onto Dayton’s lap. Dayton noticed how without a word or command he climbed onto her hand.
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