Big Corp Inc. (G/T)

Part 30: Does Size Matter?

The workday passed with agonizing, dull slowness. Martin clocked out on the dot when it was finally over and dashed over to Candy. He felt like he was floating on clouds as he walked. Candy was waiting for him with her usual pearlescent smile, so full of love and life. He couldn't contain his elation and without any preamble grabbed her up in his hands, planting a sensual kiss on her body. Candy was disoriented by the jarring movement that sent her hundreds of feet into the air, but giggled with joy. Ronny happened to be walking by and shook his head with disgust, glowering at the couple. They ignored him.

Martin hurried out of the Big Corp building into the fresh air outside. He remembered to slow his pace so he wouldn't jostle Candy about in his hand, which she appreciated. "My apartment isn't far," he noted. "Just a short walk away. For me, at least." He chuckled. He cupped Candy against his torso and she cuddled into the fabric of his shirt, wrapping herself in it. Candy recognized Pan's Pizza Palace as they passed by a row of eateries, including a bakery and a coffee shop. The Giant traveled a few more blocks until he came up to a massive brick building several stories tall. He entered the building and clomped up the stairs. After striding a short distance down a hallway, he was in front of his apartment door. He fished his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door.

Candy tried to picture to herself what Martin's apartment might look like. She was nervous, but also exhilarated. He opened the door and strolled inside, and Candy was surprised. Whatever mental image she had summoned, she did not anticipate what she beheld. His apartment was clean and spacious, and also decorated with model cars, airplanes, and trains. He even had a ship in a bottle on the mantel in his living room. While these models were tiny to him, they were life-size to Candy, and she was amazed.

"If you don't mind, Candy, I'm going to get out of this suit real quick, and change into something more comfortable," he remarked, setting her down on his couch so she'd be comfortable. "I'll be right back." He started to loosen his tie as he hurried off to the bedroom. Candy figured that was a good idea, so she grabbed her casual clothes out of her backpack and changed out of her uncomfortable office clothes. Martin soon returned, wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Candy had up to that point only seen him in a suit that covered up his limbs, and she admired his burly, hairy arms and legs.

Martin crouched on his haunches in front of the couch and held out his hand to Candy. "How does chicken and rice sound for dinner? I know it's kinda basic, but I wanted to make something that would be quick, and easy for you to eat..."

"That's fine," Candy beamed. She climbed into his hand and gripped one of his fingers for support as he carefully lifted her up. He carried her over to the kitchen and set her down on the countertop, next to a model Lamborghini, as he started making dinner. Candy investigated the model car. It was constructed of a complex puzzle of little metal pieces that fit together to make a realistic-looking car with remarkable detail, that was as big as a real human car. If Candy didn't know any better, she almost believed she could hop in the front seat and drive off. "Hey, Martin," Candy inquired, "What's up with all these model vehicles?"

"Oh... it's just a hobby of mine," Martin explained as he set the rice to a boil. "I suppose building them appeals to my meticulous nature, and I like how they look when they're finished." With mild embarrassment, he further elaborated, "Plus, I've always liked... miniature things."

Candy pondered for a moment. "Like me?" she teased with a coy smile.

"Precisely," Martin agreed, flashing his pearly whites at her in return. He flipped the chicken breasts he was cooking over in the pan and seasoned them as he talked. "I always thought humans were interesting. We don't see them often on the large side of the city, so I must confess I was very intrigued when I first met you."