#miniaturebakura

You there! Giant! Lift me up so I may survey the land!

"Hah! That is because you are simple and do not understand obvious things!" He sneered, inbetween heavy breaths at the effort of the climb. How a wooden toy was breathing was a mystery never to be uncovered. When he got up the the height he did not climb onto the finger. Ho ho! So the giant thought him stupid? Bakura released his little shard of glass knife from his belt and pricked the finger with it. "Face my wrath!" He cried fiercely. "I punish you, traitor!"

Bakura looked Blackmist up and down, a considerable feat for him considering the size difference. "You have another form? What does it look like?"

Punches her in the ankle to get her attention. "Greetings, Behemoth. I require your servitude!"

He looked down and considered the distance to the ground. His Zorc form was much bigger, less good at climbing and ironically more likely to break a piece from a drop. No! The giant was trying to trap him! "I don't have to transform because you said so." He squeaked angrily. As he was swung he tried to time it right and he leapt! Aiming to grab ahold of the giants clothes and continue his climb that way. "I will smite you from the board once I have ascended. I can not be stopped! I am all powerful!" He added the threat for good measure.

"No? That's a pity. But fear not, Number 96! I am a generous and kind ruler." He lied sweetly. "I will allow you to work for me even if you are hideous. And no one will be crushed."

"Tiny?!" Gasp. "I am not tiny! I am a normal and regular size. I am not malformed and giant like you!" Offended he puffed out his cheeks. "You should make yourself smaller- uh I mean normaller!"

Bakura stubbornly held on as he was reeled upwards, swinging around on the line like a wriggly worm and kicking his little legs fruitlessly. "No!" He argued contrarily. "I am mighty and powerful. I am Zorc. The real one. You should listen to me. I am your master and also not a deformed giant."