"Yeah you were such a shrimp, dude!" Brandon said laughing. "Although I mean look at you now. Didn't think you could get any smaller!"
Josh was red with frustration and embarrassment. Here he thought maybe his old bully had grown up at all, but instead he stood in front of the same old jerk from before. Only this time Josh felt like he had some amount of power as an idea crossed his mind.
"You know, you really shouldn't refer to the owner of this park and your potential boss a 'shrimp' ". Josh said seriously looking over at Brandon's attractive face.
Brandon leaned back, stilling looking very relaxed over the whole situation. "Come on man, I was just dicking around. Just like high school too dude."
Josh sighed. Of course, that's always the excuse he expected. What else would he say? Admit that he was an asshole? Josh knew that's not how Brandon worked.
"Brandon, I don't know if this is going to work." Josh said finally looking down at his feet. He knew what had to be done after all. There was no way he could hire an old bully like Brandon.
Brandon stood up quickly and put a hand behind Josh, completely blocking his escape. "What was that, shrimp?" Brandon said looking down at the tiny man with a plain looking expression. Josh looked around him as all he could see was the drop from the balcony in front of him and Brandon's hand behind him. Sighing, Josh was actually prepared for this type of situation and reached into his pocket to pull out a cell phone.
"Brandon, don't make me call security. Just back away." Josh said trying to remain in command.
Brandon however didn't budge as his eyes focused on the even tiny speck that was the cellphone in Josh's hand. With his free hand, Brandon quickly flicked Josh, causing him to drop the phone as he slammed into Brandon's palm. Josh watched as the finger that just flicked him squashed the tiny phone in an instant into a pile of unidentifiable smolders. Brandon put his hand back down to his side and smiled at Josh, still pressed into his other palm.
Josh was furious at the giant man. "What? Didn't get your fill of bullying me in high school?" Josh spat at the giant.
Brandon scooped Josh into his palm and pulled him off of the balcony and carried him back to the chair. Sitting down he held the tiny man up to about chest level and leaned back. "What? Look at you. You make it too easy."
Josh couldn't believe the way he was being treated. But at the same time he knew he should have expected this. Bullies will always just be bullies. "Look Brandon, Just put me back and we can both just walk away from this."
Brandon stood up once more, this time he turned and dropped the tiny man on the chair in front of him. Just then he sat down on the floor and looked at the little man in the center of the seat. His ass easily took up the entirety of the surface, in yet the little man looked like nothing more than a gnat on the metal floor. Brandon rested one of his arms on the seat in front of Josh and laid his chin on his muscular arm, staring at Josh.
"I never liked you." Brandon said flatly. "That's why I picked on you. I thought maybe you'd toughen up and become a man worth at least respecting. But you're just a tiny bitch."
Josh swallowed hard at the comment. Was Brandon being honest with him? If so he thought of a plan, and he thought of it quick to try and get out of this.
"Toughen me up then!" Josh shouted at the giant. "Maybe I am a little bitch, but maybe give me a chance to prove I can get tougher!"
Brandon closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, causing Josh to fall off his feet from the sudden flow of air. Quickly standing before Brandon could open his eyes, Josh waited for a response...
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