Madison

Ashley laughed out loud. “Your so right about that Maddy! Unfortunately for us, boys just don’t understand these kinds of things”
“Yeah I guess so.” Madison tittered.
“You ever kissed a boy Ash?” She asked keenly. Sitting cross-legged on her desk chair, she talked with Ashley through face time. Every moment or so, she took a glance at microscopic New Oakton and it’s bustling city life.
“Well that’s a cut to the chase Maddy, but I like that! Actually, I did, a couple of months ago with some friend to my brother. Kelvin told me he had a crush on me for some time. I thought he was kind of cute, so I gave him a change. "How was it?"
“Yea it was okay I guess, first he took me to the cinema, to some 18+ horror movie from Kephen Sting. Good thing the security guy was also a friend to my brother, or I wouldn’t even be allowed in.
Taking me to such a movie, he probably hoped it would scare me to dead, so I would find comfort in his arms”
“And did you?” Asked Madison
"Yea, I did find comfort in his arms, but not because I was scared or anything. The movie was lame. It went about some village imprisoned by an impenetrable dome. People went mad, running around, killing each other. Several even resurrected murdered loved ones by burying them on a mysterious ancient Indian cemetery. And on top of that, a bloodthirsty clown was running the show there. All in all, the movie was dull.
“What about the kiss?”
Ashley laughed exculpatory. “Ah, sorry, got carried away again. That happens to me more than often. The kiss though...” She pondered. “The kiss was even worse than the movie. He infiltrated my mouth with his tongue like a...”
“You used your tongues?” Madison giggled.
“Why yes, off course. How can it other be qualified as a kiss”

Suddenly, the bedroom door flew open, Claire stormed in and measured Madison. “Is it that Lilliputian girl your speaking with?”
“Can’t she knock or something” Ashley mumbled irked.
“Did she said something?” Claire asked.
“Uh, no” Madison lowered her phone “Do you need anything?”

Claire squatted next to the city, she wore frayed denim shorts and a purple shirt with patterns of undefinable figures printed on it. It’s deep decollate gave the perverted inhabitants of New Oakton a breath-taking glimpse of her smooth-skinned cleavage. She reached out her multiple city block sized hand, the index finger slowly floated to an area packed with traffic jam. Hundreds of minuscule cars hurried off in a disorganized manner by the sight of Claire’s massive incoming red polished finger nail. Some crashed at each other, stepped out of the vehicle and chose to run away on foot. A thudded sound, a breath of relief, the nail luckily only touched the plastic separator protecting the city.
For a moment, Madison saw Claire scanning the city with a strangely sardonic looking smile.

“Uh, what the hell are you doing Claire?”

Claire looked up startled. “Huh?... Oh, nothing… Its nothing. Purely admiring the beauty of it.” She said in a dreamlike voice. “Hey listen! Can you ask the Lilliputian girl something for me?”
“Her name is Ashley”
“Very well, can you ask Ashley something for me?”
“Like what?”
“Well, I thought since these creature’s almost look the same like us, I was wondering. Do they also have some cute boys living in there?” Claire probed the city.
“Huh.. I could ask.”
“If you would” Claire replied

Madison lifted up the phone again “Hey Ash, listen...”
“I heard everything” Ashley broke in.
“Oh...”
Claire snatched away the phone from Madison. “Hey, I was talking to her!” She reacted.
Claire gestured Madison to be silent. Why does she have to ruin it again. Madison thought.
“Well, are there some hot shots living in your town Ashley?” Claire asked lickerish.
She pondered a little “I don’t know if he is your type though. However, I do have an older brother who seemed to have no trouble of getting a pretty girl’s attention. His name is Kelvin.”
“How old is he? And how does he looks like?”
“He is 18 years old, has blue eyes with a cluster of curly blond hair.”
“Sounds budding! Can you introduce me to him please?”
Ashley hesitated “I could, but he works at the bar right now and his boss isn't exactly the flexible type”
“He has my permission for a short break” Claire announced.
“Oh... uh, Yea sure! That would definitely solve the issue! I will call him right away.” The phone screen went blank.
“Was that sarcasm?” Claire asked Madison with suspicion. She only shrugged.

Kelvin
Under the thumping sound of a guitar solo of some rock song, he spun the bottle around in his dexterous hands, threw it over his shoulder, caught it with his other hand and poured a swig of whisky in the glasses for a finishing touch. He shoved the cocktails over to the two girls waiting for their order on the other side of the counter. “Here you go ladies” Said Kelvin “Two freshly made Burning Volcano’s”
“Thanks cutie” The ginger said “For your trouble” She shoved a beer mat to his hand. Kelvin picked it up and as expected, her telephone number was written on the back. “Chee thanks, lovely looking red-haired girl" He replied a bit confused.
The redhead giggled “My name is Denise, sorry, forgot to write my name on it. When we’re thirsty, we know where to find you” She winked and walked off with her friend. “You certainly do” Kelvin winked them in return with a tempting smile.

A hand touched his shoulder. He turned around and saw his co worker Jessy standing there with a phone in her hand. Jessy was a commonly looking girl with curly brown hair and almost 10 years older than Kelvin. He had his first sexual experience with her at the age of 15 in some old hay stacked barn on her grandfather’s farm.
“It’s your sister on the line. She tried to call you like 50 times”
“I’m at work you know” He picked up a dirty glass, brought it to the sink and rubbed it over the upside-down standing brush
“She says it’s important. You better come outside for a moment”
Kelvin sighed “Alright, I guess I don’t have a choice. Angelo! Can you keep an eye out for this side of the counter please? I’ll be back in a minute” Angelo nodded. “Oh, and the redhead is mine, by the way” he winked.
“Only if you can keep her” Angelo returned the favor.
“Let’s get this over with then” Kelvin strolled towards the exit, doling out a smile and a nod to pretty girls and people he knew on the way, Jessy followed right on his heels. Opening the door, they got greeted by the sight of two gigantic girls casting a vast blanket of shadow over their town, they peered down at them. Those monumental cute looking youthful faces soared above the city’s skyline like a God observing his people. Madison’s familiar blondy friendly face, next to her older sister’s curious but impatience looking green eyes. Oh my God! Kelvin gasped. She is so inconceivably ravishing, I didn't knew she had those adorable freckles! He enjoyed in silence.
All those dozens of huddled sky high buildings and sloping hills decorating the view seemed so insignificant next to them. What would that make me. Kelvin thought with a shiver.
“It’s the sister” He said.
“That’s right” Jessy acknowledged “And she like to have a word with you”
“With me?” He made a simpering smile. “Is she angry with me or something?”
“Don’t shit your pants there tough guy. She just wants to get acquainted with New Oakton’s finest” She clapped his back with her hand.
Did Ashley really arrange this? Well, I did wish for it, but why am I so anxious? O right, I forgot. She is countless miles tall and capable of destroying this entire metropolis with just her pinky.
Jessy handed over the phone to Kelvin. “Wait!... Just wait…” He pushed away Jessy’s hand. “Oscar will never allow this. He rebukes me even during a long toilet visit” He protested.
“The girl gave her permission for your break.”
“Permission? The sister?” Jessy nodded.
“Would Oscar be okay with that you think?”
Jessy rolled her eyes "No, he wouldn’t. He would definitely argue with a Brobdingnagian girl, don’t you think? Just take this goddamn phone, before you get us all killed!” She pushed it in his hand and wrapped his own fingers around it. “Don’t ever let a girl wait, especially when they are planet sized” She kissed him on the cheek and entered the bar again.

Cobra
Tightening the rag, he swept its rifle’s barrel. Fragranced oil spread equably across the black surface, making its metal glisten like a dog’s cock in de moonlight. Sitting in a chair, he pulled the lever a few times, it revealed the veins and beneficent muscles under the tinted skin of his arm. Its clacking loading sound gave Johnson somehow a comforting feeling. His copiously black hair was tightly bound behind his head, giving him the appearance of a samurai.
“You certainly take that ‘Treat your rifle, like its your girlfriend’ serious there Cobra” A voice called.
Johnson rounded his head to see his companion and best friend Miller entering through the barrack’s doorway.
“How long have you been here man? Me and the guys missed you during poker.”
Johnson grabbed another gun and started to dismantle it.
“No answer I guess…” Miller said. He passed Johnson and gave him a fraternal tap on the shoulder. While busy deconstructing the gun, Johnson heard Miller’s footsteps behind him approaching his bed.
“Don’t touch it” Johnson said brusquely without looking up. Miller was about to pick up a photo frame laying on Johnson’s nightstand. It's picture faced downward. He paused for a moment when hearing Johnson’s words. The permanent angle of Miller's eyebrows made it look like he was always brooding about something, and now he actually was. Sighing, he tousled his brunette buzz cut.
“They deserve to see you man”
“I don’t deserve to be seen” Johnson replied. It should have been me, It bloody hell should have been a nobody like me. He reflected.
“Hey listen Cobra, General Morgan wants to see us”
Johnson chuckled “To try his luck with poker?”
“Don’t think so, It has something to do with those Brobdingnagian girls”
Johnson snorted “What about them? They are huge beyond comprehension and practically invincible, what more is there to know?”
"Let's find out, shall we?”
Johnson sighed. “I guess so. Wait a sec. Have to put my jacket on first.”

Entering the meeting room, they saw it was already crowded with a number of folks conversing with one another. Some they knew, some they didn’t.

“Isn’t that the mayor standing over there?” Miller asked Johnson. “Yes he is, lucky us, things keep getting better and better. First, the general wants to play poker, and now the mayor decides to join the party. Never realized we were so important.”

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the impressive Cobra and his lackey Miller” An awfully familiar voice blew from behind them. Turning around they got greeted by the appetizing sight of the scar decorating Zorban’s bearded tattered face. The track of the scar took off from his upper lip, journeyed along the nose, passed the space between the eyes and decided to relinquish halfway his forehead.
“Care to treat me with another scar Cobra? How about on my balls? At least, I have them.”
“Quit it Zorban. We’re here for duty.” Miller reprimanded him.
“Do I hear something speaking?” Zorban inquired on one of his buddies standing all stalwart next to him.
“SHUT IT MILLER! If it wasn’t for this scar, you wouldn’t even be standing here anus molester! Now step aside so I can give the mayor a proper greeting.” He bounced his way through Johnson and Miller, opening the way for his two buddies behind him.

“Jerk” Miller calls after him.