Madison's World Redux Season 2 Episode 65

Madison’s World Redux: Season Two: Episode Sixty Five

Greg awoke to a rhythmic drumming sound, each tap reverberating through his small world like distant thunder. Blinking groggily, he sat up, the softness of the bed beneath him contrasting sharply with the overwhelming size of his surroundings. He realized the drumming was the sound of McKenzie’s fingers lightly tapping on the desk next to the habitat she had built for him. To her, it was probably an absentminded gesture; to him, it felt like the echoing booms of a distant storm.

The last thing he remembered was lying on McKenzie’s lap downstairs. She had been gently stroking his back, her fingers warm and soothing against his smaller frame. He must have fallen asleep, lulled by the comfort and the steady rhythm of her breathing. Now, as he looked around the unfamiliar space, a momentary surge of confusion gripped him.

“Hi, Dad. Good morning,” McKenzie said softly, her face appearing enormous as she leaned closer to the habitat. Her eyes sparkled with affection, a tender smile playing on her lips.

“Hey, Pumpkin,” Greg replied, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Sorry, I just didn’t know where I was for a second. I’m not used to such a nice habitat.” He glanced around appreciatively—the habitat was thoughtfully designed, with miniature furnishings that mimicked the comforts of home. But as his gaze settled, he noticed the absence of Cindy. A pang of concern tightened his chest. “Where’s your mother?”

McKenzie’s smile faltered ever so slightly, a hint of tension creeping into her expression. “She’s with Madison. Where she belongs. You know, with her guardian,” she said, a subtle edge in her voice. Before he could respond, she quickly added, “Did you sleep well?”

Greg recognized the undercurrent of resentment. He could hear the hurt that lingered in McKenzie’s tone—the wounds left by Cindy’s dismissive attitude and lack of trust. He decided it was best not to press the issue. “Yeah, I slept great. This bed is really comfortable. It’s a lot better than the one Madison got for us,” he said, hoping to steer the conversation to safer ground.

A flicker of pride returned to McKenzie’s eyes. “Oh, that’s because I used a memory foam pad and covered it in fabric to make the mattress. I went to the fabric store and sewed the comforter myself. The sheets are for Littles—they had great reviews.” She reached into the habitat from the top, her massive hand moving with delicate care as she tousled his hair affectionately. The gesture was both comforting and surreal.

Greg felt the warmth of her fingers, a blend of paternal love and a strange role reversal that he was still getting used to. As she withdrew her hand, he noticed the aroma of breakfast—scrambled eggs, bacon, the rich scent of freshly cooked food. His stomach growled softly in response.

“Are you hungry, Dad?” McKenzie asked, her eyes studying him closely.

“Starving,” he admitted with a chuckle, his gaze drifting to the plate beside her. The sight of the fluffy eggs and crispy bacon made his mouth water. It had been too long since he’d had a proper meal.

“Well, here are some pellets,” McKenzie said, placing a small dish inside the habitat. The brown, nugget-like pieces looked as unappetizing as ever. “If you eat all of those, you can have some of these scrambled eggs.” She took a deliberate bite of bacon, the crunch echoing slightly in the quiet room. “I made a plate for Mads, but you know her—she’ll be asleep for hours.”

Greg’s shoulders slumped slightly. “We both know these pellets aren’t necessary,” he said gently. “I’m your father. It’s me, Pumpkin.”

McKenzie sighed, her expression softening but resolute. “Dad, you know that’s not how it works now. Eat your pellets so you can be a big and strong Little. This food isn’t good for you.” She gestured to her plate. “But I’ll give you a little bit of these eggs if you’re good and eat your pellets like I know you can.”

He could see the determination in her eyes—a blend of concern and the authority she was trying to embody. “All right,” he conceded, picking up one of the pellets. It was dry and bland, the texture gritty against his tongue. He forced himself to chew and swallow, the taste leaving much to be desired.

“See? That’s not so bad,” McKenzie encouraged, watching him closely. “Just eat those up, and you can have a bit of my eggs. But remember our deal—if Madison finds out, you’re on a strict pellet diet. I don’t want you begging for people food, Dad. If you start begging, I’m going to have to stop.”

Her tone was firm but laced with affection. Greg recognized the protective instinct behind her words, even if it stung his pride. “Okay, okay. I hear you,” he replied, managing a small smile. “When did you get so smart anyway? It wasn’t long ago I was the one giving you these talks.”

McKenzie laughed softly, the sound like music to his ears. “I’m your guardian now, Dad. It’s normal. Besides, I’ve been smarter than you for a while,” she teased, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

“Oh really?” Greg raised an eyebrow, a genuine grin spreading across his face.

“Yeah, really,” she retorted, both of them sharing a light-hearted moment that felt refreshingly normal. She took another bite of her breakfast, then speared a small piece of egg with her fork. “Here you go,” she said, carefully offering it to him.

Greg accepted the morsel eagerly, savoring the rich flavor. The eggs were perfectly seasoned, the hint of salt and pepper a delightful contrast to the bland pellets. He closed his eyes for a moment, appreciating the simple pleasure.

“See? It doesn’t have to be bad or hard,” McKenzie said softly. “It can be easy if we work together.” She pointed gently at the dish of pellets with her fork. “But you need to eat more of those. I’ve noticed you and Mom haven’t been eating enough with Madison. I know you don’t like them, but they’re going to be a part of your life now. You need to accept that and eat more of them.”

Her voice carried a seriousness that made Greg pause. He looked up at her, seeing the concern etched on her youthful face. “I understand,” he said quietly. “It’s just… it’s a big adjustment.”

“I know,” she replied, her gaze softening. “But it’s important for your health. I want you to be okay, Dad.”

He nodded, picking up another pellet and taking a bite. This time, it didn’t taste quite as bad. Or perhaps he was simply getting used to it. “I appreciate everything you’re doing,” he said sincerely. “You’ve put a lot of effort into all of this.”

McKenzie smiled warmly. “Of course. You’re my dad. I want you to be comfortable.”

They sat in companionable silence for a few moments, the quiet broken only by the distant sounds of the house waking up and the subtle clinks of McKenzie’s fork against her plate. Greg felt a mix of emotions—gratitude for his daughter’s care, a lingering sadness for the loss of his former autonomy, and a cautious hope that perhaps they could navigate this new reality together.

“Maybe later we can spend some time outside,” McKenzie suggested. “I could take you for a walk in the garden. It’s a beautiful day.”

“I’d like that,” Greg replied, a hint of eagerness in his voice. The thought of fresh air and sunshine was undeniably appealing.

“Great,” she said, finishing the last of her breakfast. “But first, make sure you finish those pellets.”

He chuckled softly. “Yes, ma’am,” he said playfully, popping another pellet into his mouth.

McKenzie laughed, the sound lightening the atmosphere. “That’s the spirit.”

As they continued their morning routine, Greg couldn’t help but reflect on the shifting dynamics between them. The role reversal was surreal, yet there was a certain comfort in the care McKenzie was providing. Despite the challenges, moments like this gave him hope that they could find a new balance—a way to preserve their relationship even as everything else changed.

But beneath the surface, he was keenly aware of the underlying tensions—Cindy’s absence, the strict rules Madison imposed, the uncertainties of their future. For now, though, he chose to focus on the present, on the warmth of his daughter’s smile and the simple pleasure of sharing breakfast together.

“Thank you, Pumpkin,” he said softly.

“For what?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“For being here. For everything.”

She reached in once more, her fingertip gently brushing his cheek. “Always, Dad.”

They sat together as the morning sun filtered through the window, casting a soft glow over the room. In that moment, amidst the complexities and challenges, there was a fragile peace—a connection that neither size nor circumstance could diminish.

 

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C M
C M
2 months ago

on the one hand, very sweet chapter. on the other, Kenzerg is very very stark contrast to Madsindy

I do like in both chapters though Greg and Cindy were worried about each other.

Dlege
Dlege
2 months ago

I’m just in love with this chapter!

1. The bond between them goes beyond guardian and little! I love it

2. How she can be firm but fair as she knows he needs the pellets but will let him have food shows how she’s such a good person

3. I remember she said to Greg not to loose himself in training, I hope McKenzie doesn’t loose herself too, I’d hate to see her go from this to seeing her dad as just a pet ( even though I know she won’t )

4. Wondering do we get to see any of Mackenzie’s friends in season 3? Would love to see how her gang reacts to her parents as apposed to Maddison clan

5. The thank you he gave her at the end was real sweet! But I’d love to see Madisons reaction if her mom said the same to her

I’m really gonna miss this when it’s gone!

Lethal Ledgend
Reply to  Dlege
2 months ago

1) Yeah, There’s a distinct mix of father and daughter to it.

2) I like that she explains her reasoning rather than bringing her decision down like a hammer and justifying it like “I said so, that should be enough for you”

3) It would be a worry for both, he’s changed so much it’d become difficult not to see him as different.

4) I’d also like that, she’s mentioned Sean, but there’s probably more. (she’s the same age as Sydney from the Dayton: JGC series so I’m wondering if they’re friends too)

5) What do you mean? We’ve already seen Madison react to Cindy thanking her, she was arrogant about it.

Dlege
Dlege
Reply to  Lethal Ledgend
2 months ago

5. No I mean an actual heart felt thank you like one that Madison would expect from her mother, Cindy was practically told to say thanks but if she did something similar to what Greg did here I can see Madison being taken back by it

Lethal Ledgend
Reply to  Dlege
2 months ago

5) I see, well that would first require Madison to do something Cindy deems worthy of gratitude, including not costing Cindy too much, which seems unlikely as both have very high standards for one another.

Lethal Ledgend
2 months ago

1.1) “The last thing he remembered was lying on McKenzie’s lap downstairs” Sounds like they both fell asleep in their Guardian’s grip.
1.2) “Now, as he looked around the unfamiliar space, a momentary surge of confusion gripped him.” they both did that too.

2) “McKenzie’s smile faltered ever so slightly, a hint of tension creeping into her expression.” he just asked where his wife was, is McKenzie really that insecure?

3) “Greg recognized the undercurrent of resentment. He could hear the hurt that lingered in McKenzie’s tone—the wounds left by Cindy’s dismissive attitude and lack of trust. He decided it was best not to press the issue” smart man.

4) “Oh, that’s because I used a memory foam pad and covered it in fabric to make the mattress. I went to the fabric store and sewed the comforter myself” Crafty Guardian.

5.1) “It had been too long since he’d had a proper meal.” a day and a half is way too long.
5.2) “If you eat all of those, you can have some of these scrambled eggs.” good, let him have real food.

6) “I made a plate for Mads, but you know her—she’ll be asleep for hours.” If McKenzie knew that why’d she bother cooking for her?

7) “Eat your pellets so you can be a big and strong Little” Big and strong aren’t adjectives that go with “little” especially not male little.

8.1) “If Madison finds out, you’re on a strict pellet diet.” I hate how She’s letting Madison do that unchecked, it doesn’t make sense to take them off human food entirely.
8.2) “I don’t want you begging for people’s food, Dad. If you start begging, I’m going to have to stop.” Just keep him on a constant supply and he won’t need to beg.

9) “When did you get so smart anyway? It wasn’t long ago I was the one giving you these talks.” he’s having memories of fatherhood.

10.1) “McKenzie laughed softly, the sound like music to his ears” He would love hearing that sound from her
10.2) “I’m your guardian now, Dad. It’s normal.” I guess this would be getting more and more normalised
10.3) “Besides, I’ve been smarter than you for a while,”  all teens believe that about their parents

11) “It can be easy if we work together.” and she does seem to be doing her part to make it easier for him rather than just expecting automatic compliance like certain guardians.

12) “I’ve noticed you and Mom haven’t been eating enough with Madison. I know you don’t like them, but they’re going to be a part of your life now. You need to accept that and eat more of them.” the pellets they’ve been eating sound bland and nasty, add their pride to the mix and it’s understandable why they wouldn’t be.  Though Greg at least sounds willing to try to cooperate.

13) “This time, it didn’t taste quite as bad. Or perhaps he was simply getting used to it” probably goes down easier after eating real food.

14) “Maybe later we can spend some time outside, I could take you for a walk in the garden. It’s a beautiful day.” Making plans with him is so sweet to see.

15) “But first, make sure you finish those pellets.” she’s putting a fair bit of kindness behind the condition of finishing those pellets.

16) “But beneath the surface, he was keenly aware of the underlying tensions—Cindy’s absence, the strict rules Madison imposed” There is no hope without darkness I guess.

17) “Thank you, Pumpkin… For being here. For everything.” Good to see him showing gratitude.

18) Shouldn’t this chapter have come before the last two? since it sounds like it’s happening first (due to mentions of Madison still being asleep)?

How many more chapters are left? When you last mentioned it I think you said you were up to 75 which would be on 18th December 2024.

Dlege
Dlege
Reply to  Lethal Ledgend
2 months ago

70 chapters in season 2 and 1500 in season 3 I think 😏😛

Lethal Ledgend
Reply to  Asukafan2001
2 months ago

1.1) Cute
1.2) Understandable

3) He’s learning, good.

4) I hope we see future crafts.

5.1) I guess it depends on ones definition of “proper”. His clearly requires a certain level of autonomy over what he eats

5.2) It’s a little condescending but he seems fine with it.

6) I’ve had bad experiences with reheated scrambled eggs, I hope McKenzie has better luck.

7) He’s already on the smaller side, being only three inches.

8.1) She’s also allowing Madison to do it and faking her own compliance.
8.2) That is a good ratio

10.1) So cute.
10.2) I meant more for Americans as a whole.

12) I can see that, but I do think it’s understandable for them to be resistant.
13) It’s not childish, he’s holding on to what he likes.

14) McKenzie is a much better Guardian.

15) Jordan was able to make it several months he’d only need to eat a few pellets a day, she could start with one and gradually get him eating more daily.

Holy shit, that’s so damn many. I have a few Idea’s floating around that aren’t even written down yet.

When you say “1 chapter a untitled story that takes place in the same setting as sneakers and sarcasm” do you mean Sneakers and Sarcasm are in a different universe from Smallara and this untitled is attached to it, or is it in the same setting as in spin off material, Like how Smallara has Good Girlfriend, Kayla and Dayton: JGC in it’s setting?

Noqfan
Noqfan
Reply to  Lethal Ledgend
2 months ago

How Asuka manages all these stories is crazy I can barely focus on one story (Brothers: On the Set)