Varying Perspectives [G/T Oneshots]

27 - ESCAPE *Teaser*

I'm going to be away for 3 days so have a long tease of the next chapter. (Not edited don't judge) ALSO 8K MY DUDES! Thank you all so much!! Subscribe to Pewds
~Tsunami
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"Let me out ye bastards!" The giant struggled against his bindings, the spines that decorated his head, the back of his neck, and his tail shaking and clicking in anger. He stared up at the tiny humans looking down at him, ordering for their robots to clamp his claws away and force restraints on him. But somehow, it did bring him some satisfaction, knowing these little insects were too scared to come into his enclosure and face him themselves, probably due to his temper and size of about 100 or so feet.

And if they were petrified of him, Mark was their worst nightmare. A few feet taller than him, with his literal spine breaking through his skin, muscles as tense as diamond and fangs so long the tips showed every so often. His eyes were a blood red, his voice deep as a storm, and his personal motto seemed to be.
'I'm gonna escape and kill those insects.'
And they were friends. Well, they shared the occasional word over breakfast, and talked sometimes during the night. Jack listened to Mark and Mark listened to Jack.

"Ye don't know what yer doing, Mark's gonna get out if you try to take me. You cannot fuckin' restrain him!" The giant had unknowingly slipped into his natural language of roars and growls, earning him a hard electric shock that brought him crashing to his knees. Grunting, more robots floated in, blue afterburners singing his skin, putting him in more restraints than he ever thought possible.

Even for a calmer giant, this set him alight with humiliation and a deep growl started in the pit of his throat. He was a god, he could crush those humans to nothing with his pinky finger - all the kids who stared at him and threw ice cream into his hair and spines, the workers who mocked him with raw meat and laughed at his attempts to just get his claws on them - he could smack down their robots and tear out of the Park, never looking back.

But he didn't, he let them boss him around and ate his feed and tolerated the stupid children. He smiled, growled, danced for the cameras, just to get something cooked, and gave up on his dreams of escape. Even now, Jack was trying to save them by warning them about what Mark would do, how Mark would escape if he woke.
No.
Not anymore.