Varying Perspectives [G/T Oneshots]

23 - DASH

"Now, don't move."
"I won't Mark."
"You sure? You are an ex-Borrower and you're quite sneaky when you want to be." The giant nudged his tiny companion with a thumb, ignoring the flurry of angry swipes from the Irishman.
"Yes I'm sure. I'm not Chica, you don't need to tell me to fuckin' stay." Jack huffed, glaring up at Mark. He was going on the new hypercoaster at Nightmare Island, a theme park full of scary hyper and giga coasters that "fragile tinies like Jack" weren't allowed on. It was called The Falcon's Plunge, and was known for its top speed of 180 miles per hour, its soul smashing steep drops, and the fact that half of it was upside-down. They had seats for tinies but he wasn't allowed. And if the man with 5 feet and 8 inches on you said you weren't allowed..
..it meant nothing!

"Alright, just stick with the bags and I'll be right back." Mark stood and pulled off his glasses, folding them up and laying them next to the man. His mocha gaze lingered on Jack, so tiny and vulnerable, before he gave a low sigh and stepped away to join the end of the line. Jack immediately got up and leant against the lens frame, eyes tracking the colossal man as the tremors of his feet receded, his quick Borrower mind formulating a plan to get on that coaster.
"Stick with the bags, yeah Mark, I'm sticking with shite." Jack jumped off the turfed ledge, landing on the bitumen and making a mad sprint for the entrance to The Falcon. A foot taller than him stomped down, sending the tiny reeling backward with a shout. He'd almost been crushed, but that didn't stop his drive.

"Get off the road pipsqueak!" A voice roared above him, and Jack promptly shoved his trusty needle into the giant's foot and let it stick there, another part of him delighting in the giant's scream of pain. Expertly dodging a pram with a crying baby, the stubby fingers of a curious child, and a whole group of rowdy teenagers, he pulled himself up and ran into the enclosed space.

Numerous shouts and yells assaulted Jack, echoing around the walls and mingling with the cranking of rollercoaster gears and far off screams of terror. Ahh, this was where he shone. In areas where only the tiny creatures could sneak through unnoticed, disobey their giants and follow their well worn instincts to get what and where they wanted.

He pressed his back against a pole, eyes flying around the room as he searched for his friend. Jack spied the bottom of Mark's bright pink top from a mile away; the giant was the second last in the surprisingly short line, idly swinging his legs with his hands buried in his pockets. Shit, minus one spot he could stow away.

"Let's get a move on to ol' Markimoo."Jack whispered, peeling himself off the cold steel and dashing to the next, and the next, and the next. He skipped a few because Mark was getting dangerously close to the front, joined the queue for the human line and struck up a conversation, waiting for the right time to hitch a ride on his unaware friend.
"Sir, are you a single rider?" Jack's ears pricked at the loud voice of the ride manager, then at the deep voice of the fellow YouTuber.
"Yeah."
"Not if I  have anything to say about it.." Jack high-fived the nearest stranger in mad glee.
"Right this way sir." As Mark squeezed through the other giants, Jack slid under the separating bars and hopped onto his titanic shoe, digging his fingers underneath the tight laces to secure himself. With no glasses, Jack's small size and his dark clothing, the giant couldn't see what he'd felt on his foot, and happily proceeded to jump the queue and climb into the car. It was styled like a bird, with a falcon's head on the first car, and it's fanned tail on the last.

"Jeysus you're a terrible ride." Jack groaned as he lurched forward and back with Mark's legs, burying his head into the Adidas shoe and trying to combat nausea and ignore the resounding vibrations flooding his tiny form. But they stopped when Mark sat with a final thud.

Jack looked up at his friend as the attendant pulled his full body harness down over his shoulders, clicking it into place with multiple heavy duty buckles.
"Wouldn't want me flying out huh?" Mark chuckled, lying his head back on the plastic head rest.

It was then Jack realised he hadn't thought this through. Like not at all.

"I've fucked up.."

His face went gaunt as the cables started pulling, cogs whirring and quickly pulling the car up the first, and tallest, climb.
"L-let me off!" he cried weakly, swallowing bile and climbing like an ant up Mark's leg. "LET ME T'E FUCK OFF!" He summited the knee and banged on the metal car, but they were already too far off for anyone to hear him, or even Mark.

"Jack?! What the hell are you-"
"LET ME OFF!! STOP THE RIDE!" Jack reached for the metal as warm fingers wrapped around him, picking him up off the knee. He scrambled to get out of their loose grip, still yelling as he stepped on the sides of each digit, the living staircase extending as Mark tried to grab him.

Jack eventually tired, was immobilised easily and shut up with the pad of a thumb.
"We can't get off, Jack." Mark's eyes were squinted, both in anger and worry, as he gazed down at Jack. The tiny would be hurt, he had no harness, nothing to properly secure him during all those drops and turns.

Jack pushed the digit away and glared up at Mark. "Don't just fuckin' sit there, do something!" He was getting flustered now, with the car so far above the ground and so close to the drop.

"Don't you get mad at me, you're the one who disobeyed my orders!" Mark growled at the figure in his tight fist. Jack flinched at the volume of the giant, and the fact that the way Mark said that made him seem like a little kid.

"I'm not yer pet! You can't just put me away and- that's it!"
"What's what?"
"Put me in storage Mark, it's the only way."
"But, I don't like doing that to you." The powerful giant looked down at his stomach, then back at the tiny, his throat feeling scratchy and dry. Being a giant, he had a secondary stomach he used to 'store' food instead of needing to properly eat live humans like Predators. It would be the safest place, but it was too intimate and uncomfortable for both of them, being friends.

"We, I don't have t'e time!" Jack roared, staring up at the giant with more fear than anger now. He didn't want to die because Mark was being stubborn and sympathetic.
"Fine." With a final glance around, the Korean man swallowed his friend whole and set his head straight. Mark waited, full of anxiety for his friend, and about the coaster.

But just as he reached the peak, he felt a sharp pain in his midsection, like someone pressing into soft tissue somewhere in that area of his body. It had to be Jack.
"Phew, he's alrAAAAGGGHHHHHHH!!!"
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