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Rumsfeld would totally demand scritches and love from Jacob. Even if he can only use one finger to do it (and be very careful!), the pup has declared Jacob his scritcher.

Jacob will probably be pretty surprised to find a dog the size of a wee mousie around him, either guarding the junkyard or demanding love and attention.

Sadly, in canon, at the point of the story Bobby no longer has Rumsfeld watching his junkyard, so Rumsfeld won’t be around. (Though that doesn’t stop us from imagining him around!)

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I think it’s best if we let Jacob answer this one…

Jacob Andris’ heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened at the sight of two normal humans standing at the opposite edge of the clearing. He still hadn’t gotten used to how small everyone looked now.

They’re not small. I’m the giant.

Not too many hikers made it up this far, and even fewer would likely try, now that there were rumors everywhere about the terrible, man-eating giant living somewhere among the cliffs. Jacob usually tried not to go walking around too much, since he knew he left a very noticeable trail as he broke frail branches away just by brushing by them.

It was hard to get enough food to sustain his new size. He had found a young mulberry tree in his wanderings of the higher slopes. He’d hoped to shake free enough of the small fruit to matter, and was considering chewing an entire branch to get some fruit when he heard it.

A voice. Turning to look at them allowed him to spot the gleam of a gun just in time. These were no normal hikers. They weren’t dressed for it, and they were armed.

He knew this would come eventually. Rumors would spread about a monster, and people would come looking for the glory of taking it down.

God. Everyone’s so scared of me, he lamented. He knew these guys wouldn’t listen any more than the others had. People took one look at his size and didn’t even bother trying to listen to him when he spoke. His voice could shake the trees.

He really had become something of a monster, wittingly or not.

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Technically, this story is taking place in the canon Supernatural world, so the little burrow wouldn’t exist. However, if anyone has any headcanons for them or ideas, feel free >w> I love coming up with things.

As for sheer immensity, it would be impossible for any interactions between such a difference unless a normal sized human played middleman. They’d have to choose between their love of freedom and their safety if it came down to the choice to leave the burrow behind.

Oscar Meets Jacob (5/5)

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“Oscar,” Jacob repeated. The shift in the tension in the air was palpable. Even though the little guy was curled up warily on the table, getting a name out of him felt like a step forward. A tiny step forward, but it was better than watching him cry and not knowing if he was hurt. Knowing he caused those tears had sent Jacob reeling.

“I’m Jacob,” he replied, allowing the faintest smile to cross his face. “Where, um, where did you come from, Oscar?”

Oscar shrugged, the tiniest little shoulders Jacob had ever seen, and wiped at his eyes with the heels of his hands. “I always lived here,” he replied. His voice was still rough from his crying, but it wavered less than before.

“And you came to get food,” Jacob mused. Holy shit. He couldn’t help but think of how desperate Oscar must have been to climb his backpack for food, if someone Jacob’s size inspired this much terror. Was the little guy living out of that bag with nothing else to his name?

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Oscar Meets Jacob (4/5)

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Oscar’s shuddering never stopped. His heart pounded in his little chest and he had his arms tucked close to his chest while he gripped the strap of his cloth bag in terror. Wide eyes stared up at the human and waited for one of those enormous hands to return.

Oscar couldn’t stop anything that happened to him. He was too small.

“B-but I …” he began weakly, only to falter again. He took a slow, rattling breath and felt the telltale sting of more tears in his eyes. The human had asked him not to run off. Would he stop Oscar from trying? “I-I just … I don’t …”

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We’ve discussed both versions, because honestly they’re all too cute! There’s no way of knowing what’ll happen until we get there, but there’s a good chance that Dean will terrify Oscar as usual XD Kiddo Sam would rescue the tiny kiddo from his big brother, and Dean would be trying to peek around his shoulders to see what’s going on.

The adult Winchesters are much more scare and it might be a while before Oscar even tries to uncurl from his Oscar-ball ^^;

Hopefully they’d discover that a quicker way to his heart is to give him food and to be hands-off at least at first. Oscar’s only ever heard about how bad humans are, after all! He is very little and they are very big, and the Winchesters are extra big. Just gotta give him time (and maybe pizza).

Sneak Peek

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Out in the natural beauty of the Sylvan Lake State Park, a camper’s gone missing and is presumed dead at the same time as rumors about a honest to god giant appearing in the forest to stalk hikers and hunters crop up. Sam and Dean will need to unravel the mystery and keep their wits about them to solve this case.

By silent agreement, both brothers crept forward, keeping an eye on the strange sights around them. Dean hopped into a deep depression in the ground, almost slipping on a hidden mudbank. Sam glanced to the side and saw that a tiny stream trickled through the underbrush.

It ended at the depression, and as Sam looked behind them, it restarted. Sam grabbed Dean’s jacket, hauling him out and pointing. Dean sucked in a gasp, spotting the familiar mark of a gigantic boot in the soft ground.

“Crap.”

“C’mon, let’s go.”

This time, Dean took point as they edged to the clearing. Once they got there, Dean froze again in disbelief.

“Bigger guns my ass,” he said weakly, reaching behind his jacket to pull out his colt. “We might need the damn military.”

The boots that made the huge print in the ground were planted in the earth across the clearing, weighed down by their truly colossal owner. Even crouched, the creature loomed well overhead, and some of the smaller trees in the forest would be cast in that shadow.

The giant, if it stood, would reach a lofty 120 feet, at least.

Its dirty clothes were worn and those car-sized boots caked in enough mud that entire small tree branches could be seen stuck to the side of the huge sole. One light step for the monster would prove devastating to either brother, and the giant might never even know it had successfully taken out a hunter.

Massive lungs hidden within that muscular torso drew in and released breaths, the source of the breeze Sam heard. The trees nearest the giant all waved their branches from the air.

Before more of a plan could be made or more details assessed, that breathing paused, and the giant lifted its huge head. As if in slow motion, it turned to look over its shoulder for the source of the disturbance in whatever it was doing. One of its massive hands came into view and braced against one bent knee, and it was a startling realization to note that each finger was the size of a person.

The brothers were outsized by fingers.

Then, the face angled towards them, and eyes the size of their heads locked on them.