Giant (G/T) One-Shots

It's Mine To Bully

Wey smirked. "You're small and powerless, and I'm big and powerful," the giant sneered down to the little, human girl.

Another giant popped him upside the head and plucked the small stuffed toy out from between his fingertips. She placed the toy back in front of the little girl.

"Hey!" Wey protested.

Lana scoffed. "Don't be a dick. She's six." the other giant snapped.

Cece puffed out her chest. "Yeah! Don't be a dick!" the little girl echoed.

Wey pressed a finger to her chest and pushed her down. "Watch your language."

"Meanie," she pouted, flailing under his finger.

Lana popped him upside the head again, making him release Cece.

"Can you stop doing that?" Wey growled.

"Quit bullying the child," Lana countered.

"It's my child. I can bully it if I want to." Wey protested.

After the giants took over the human world, humans were basically killed or enslaved. Wey legally owned Cece. Lana was super anti-owning humans and was an avid human rights activist. She secretly ran an underground shelter for humans from her home too. Originally after meeting Wey at a bar, coming back to his apartment, and finding Cece upon arrival, she'd planned on kidnapping Cece and bringing her back to the shelter. Cece, however, had sharply protested and screamed for Wey to save her.

"Can I have a chocolate chip?" Cece squeaked out.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" Wey challenged.

"Yes," she murmured guiltily, flashing him her puppy eyes.

"Liar," he huffed, rising from his seat.

He came back with half a chocolate chip between his fingers which he handed to the little girl. She lit up and waddled into his hand, plopping down to munch on the chocolate.

Lana smirked. "Softie."

"I only gave her half," he countered.

Cece didn't like to stay away from Wey for long. She stayed with Lana for a week each month, so she could be with her own kind, but the rest of the month, she stayed attached to his hip. Why? Good question. Cece wouldn't say. Despite the fact Wey was a dick, she adored him.

Lana rolled her eyes. "How cruel."

"I try," Wey teased.

"Mhm," Lana muttered, "I'm gonna head out. Don't emotionally stunt the poor kid while I'm gone."

"Awww!" Cece whined, "Can Lana stay for dinner?"

Wey looked to Lana. "I don't know. Can she?"

Lana scoffed. "You're really bad at flirting."

"Well if I even was flirting, I would be good," Wey snapped.

"What's 'flirting'?" Cece asked.

"Hush, pee wee. The adults are talking." Wey silenced.

"I'm not pee wee!" she protested.

"If he's ever too much of a jerk." Lana glared at Wey. "Then you can stay with me and the others, little one."

Wey snorted. "No, she can't."

"Don't listen to him," Lana pushed, "You can stay with me."

Wey was about to butt in with a counter remark, but Cece beat him to it.

"No thanks," Cece assured her.

Wey smirked smugly.

"Are you sure?" Lana asked.

"Yeah." Cece nodded. "He's a jerk, but he's my best friend."