Clara had never been so sad in her entire life. She couldn't undo what she had done to Lea. She
allready regretted it with a full heart and she wanted desperately for Lea to forgive her, but despite
all her size, weight and power she couldn't make her.
The hate in Lea's voice hurt Clara's heart like a dagger. She felt nauseous and closed her eyes and
cupped them with her left hand.
When she felt a tiny gentle hand touch her arm she looked down. Little Lea was stroking her skin.
Her eyes looking up right into Clara's bore no hatred anymore. Only sadness.
"Don't torture yourself.", Lea said. It was the first time that Lea had touched Clara on her own
accord. "I'm so sorry.", Clara wispered. "I know", Lea answered, "Now I know." She withdrew her
tiny hand from Clara's arm.
"What is happening next?", Lea asked Clara. "I do not know.", Clara said in thoughts, "Should I let
you go?"
Lea seemed to think about it for a while. "How about you let John go for now he loves his freedom,
you know.", Lea said slowly, "I'll stay with you for a while and we help each other deal with
this...situation."
Clara was surprised: "You want to stay with me? After what I did to you last night?" Lea returned
her look seriously. "I think you'd never forgive yourself otherwise. And besides, despite...last
night...you seem to be such a nice and caring person. You know I don't have any real friends in my
tribe. All they think about is gathering food. Day in, day out. We gather and eat what you consider
dirt. We can't allways find bread or cheese on the floor. Once our gatherers scrapped what was left
of a spider that was stuck to the sole of your sandals in the night and part of it was my share for the
next day. I tell you, you don't want to know how it tastes."
"I bet cake is a lot better.", Clara said with a tearfull smile, "Okay then, let's get John."
Clara ran upstairs to get John. Not surprisingly he was as angry as ever when she took him from his
glass prison. He cursed the most faul insults at her but Clara didn't mind. What Lea had said made
her heart flutter with joy and John was not going to get her mad this time.
She put him right beside Lea and the two hugged. Lea told him what they had agreed upon but
when John wanted to know about Lea's bruises and she wouldn't tell him, things got out of hand.
"What did she do to you!?", he roared, "Spit it out!" "No.", Lea answered firmly, "That's between
me and Clara and nobody else."
"Wait until father or the chieftain hear about this, they'll exile you to the garden and the flower-bedtribesmen
will have their way with you.", He countered. "They can't.", Lea said matter of factly,
"I'm staying with Clara."
This was too much for John. He raised his fist and swung it violently towards his little sisters face.
Clara had been anticipating this moment the entire time. Before his fist could impact on Lea's
beautiful face she gave the tiny man a flick with her index finger. It hit his torso and he screamed in
pain. He flew a few centimeters before coliding with the cheese.
John got up and glared at Clara, trying to make a step forwards before dizzily falling to the ground
again. "It's not so nice being hit by someone who is bigger than you is it?", Clara laughed. Toying
with John was nice because he left no room for pitty. He was a fighter and he was getting back up,
every time.
Clara made a move to flick him again but Lea said: "Thank you Clara, that will be enough."
"Never", Clara spoke to John, "will you raise your hand against your sister again. Do you
understand?" Clara was serious. John mumbled something Clara couldn't comprehend and Lea
touched Clara's hand again. "Thank you", she wispered and Clara smiled back.
After that Clara dictated John an agreement. She would provide some food for them, under the
cupboards in the kitchen, not every day but every now and then. In return they would see to dispose
of their excrements so she wouldn't have to clean up the house every other day.
Clara put John down by her feet and he looked up at her clearly intimidated by her gargantuan body.
Clara didn't fight the arousal it gave her. She had Lea on her side and soon enough she'd be able to
release some pressure on some unfortunate being she'd find.
She gave John the rest of Lea's piece of cake and sent him off to spread the word. Without another
word he darted under the cuppboard.