| Once Joseph was settled in bed, Fusta crawled up the side to his buddy's face and up behind the giant ear. Joseph cracked a smile when he felt Fusta's tiny hands pressing down on top of his ear. He found it to be kind of a mystery or maybe a lesson, that his pal who is so very small, could heal him who is much bigger than him. Joseph's face went serious, he knew Fusta wouldn't have taken to heart being dropped down his sock. "I only joke with those I like and respect," he thought. "Hey Fusta." Lifting his head off the warm skin Fusta replied, "What Joseph?" "Again, I was just joking when I dropped you down my sock." "As you would say Joseph, cut the crap, we're friends." "Ok, thanks" Having been away all day from her son, Joseph's mother came quietly into the darkened bedroom. She ran a hand over her son's forehead. And gave him a kiss. "Goodnight Joseph." "Niiigght," was Joseph's sleepy response. As the mother moved her head away, she thought she heard a soft, pipping sound say, "Goodnight." The mother looked around for a moment. Shook her head. And left the room. In the morning, Joseph placed Fusta in his shirt pocket. During breakfast Joseph made a signal to his brother who moved the parents attention onto him. With the coast clear, Joseph gave Fusta several pieces of scrambled egg and a piece of bacon. Zipping through breakfast, Joseph went off to school. Seeing that people were out of ear shot, Joseph told Fusta, "It was great having you for the weekend. I really hope we can do this again." A high pitch, muted voice coming from the breast pocket replied, "I do Joseph! I had fun. Well, maybe not with those overgrown goons but still, I loved it! And you should spend the weekend at my place." "I guess that would be fair. Though, when I go over to the otherside I kind of feel like a..." "LIke a giant idiot," interrupted Fusta jokenly. "Noooo you little creep---like an alien." "Joseph, we all are aliens until we get to know each other." "What are you? A pocket size philosophy now?" said Joseph who jiggled his shirt pocket. Upon reaching school, Joseph took Fusta out of his pocket and placed him down at the old Oak tree near the bike racks. Reaching into his pants pocket Joseph said, "Before I forget, I got some stuff for you." Tied together with string was the plastic skateboard, soccer ball and the green soccer jersey. "You can practice for next time.' Fusta took his gifts from between the enourmous fingers. "I will practice," Fusta shouted up to Joseph. Several titanic teens started to come their way. Fusta waved. After he activated the Inter-space gateway, he vanished in the circle of light. "He gave you that?" asked one of Fusta's buddies. "Yeah, I even skateboarded a little with other giants around!" "Whoa!" the group of friends replied. A preet teen girl with long flowing red and white hair named Clypatheia asked, "Did you send Joseph my greetings?" "I did." "What was his response?" she asked with big orange questioning eyes. Fusta didn't want to hurt Clypatheia's feelings by telling her Joseph didn't remember her, "Ah, he said he liked meeting you." Her big eyes lit up. She then started sniffing. "That's his scent isn't?" "I suppose. He did carry me in his pocket." "Mmmm, he's so devine. I wish I was in his pocket." She than ran over to a group of girls. "Joseph remembered me! He's such a Nova." They started to giggle. Fusta made a disgruntled face, "I don't get it. Why should just the giants get all the attention. I dress well, I use all the girl noticing colognes. What am I not doing?" "Have you tried taking a bath," responded a friend. Fusta gave his pal a growl of a face. After school, Joseph went with his buddies to play a few loops. "Hey, Joseph," said a friend. "Your leg healed up pretty quickly." "Yeah, too bad for you cause the ball is mine," replied Joseph getting the ball away from his pal and sinking one. Hot and covered with sweat the pals after the game went to Bryan's Best Hamburger. Joseph wished he could have gone somewhere else, even though he thought he had peace about the passing of Orkun. Still, a deep reget over the loss of his pal persisted. As the pals where passing the booths, Joseph saw the one he had sat with Orkun. From inside of himself, Joseph heard, "Don't be sad. You know I'm happy. Honor me by just being Joseph." Joseph lightly nodded his head. One evning during the week, as Joseph was doing his homework, he noticed on his desk, next to several school books the card that Eric Cheng had given him. He was interested in hearing how Eric came across the little people. The whole idea that he wasn't the only one who knew of the little people really fascinated him. Picking up the card, he saw it included Eric's e-mail address. Joseph typed him a message asking if they could get together Saturday afternoon. Joseph was hoping for a response that evening. Clypatheia during class, as the rest of the students listened to the teacher thought about Joseph. She knew in her heart it wasn't the most realistic of thougts---still she wished Joseph was her boyfriend. Her last mental image of the handsome giant was at the ceremony and Joseph on the beach. His head was adorned with the Garland of Honor crowning his wavy crop of black hair. She thought how heroic and what a grand sight he made. His strong and gentle manner enthrolled her. His dark clear eyes were like a well where she could fall into and never be saved. Clypatheia, not realizing it, let out a loud sigh. Several of her class mates around her laughed. After class as she was walking down a corridor, Clypatheia thought about how she might see Joseph again. She recalled the scent she picked off of Fusta. And she was familar of the school Fusta spoke of. Last year her team group class went on a field trip to observe giant students in their educational enviroment. "I just have to find away," she said lost in her dreamy thoughts until she walked smack into a wall. Early Friday evening Joseph booted up his computer. He hadn't recieved a response to his e-mail he sent Eric Cheng a few days before. Entering his account number, Joseph saw he had three new messages. Two were junk mail. The third was from Eric. Saturday replied Eric; at four in the afternoon worked well for him and----his friend. Joseph sent a reply confirming the time. Joseph sat back in his chair and thought, "Cool." Joseph's brother Billy hadn't heard from Vuna since Sunday. They both left it that they were decide if they should continue the friendship; where they saw each other from time to time or friends from afar. Saturdy, Joseph spent the majority of the day with his pals---his giant ones. Near four o'clock walking down Hale Street, where eric lived, Joseph looked for number five. It turned out to be a three floor red brick apartment building. Mr. Cheng was Unit four. Joseph rang the buzzer. Several seconds later he was buzzed in. Climbing the dark wooden stairs Joseph was looking forward in meeting Eric's little person. "Hi Joseph. Come in," said Eric. On a small coffee table Joseph spied a tray of soft drinks, a bowl of chips and plastic container of dip. The activity from the earlier part of the day had given him an appetite. Placing a friendly hand on Joseph's shoulder, Eric told Joseph, "Park yourself down and help yourself to a soda and chips." Joseph went and sat down in a dark brown leather recliner. Eric sat down on the couch. As Joseph took a chip and made a sweeping movement through the onion dip Eric asked, "How did Fusta make out?" Trying to swallow, Joseph caughed then replied, "Goo-od. Mike did a great job with that Ryake deal. Later, a piece of wood got jammed in under the nail to my big toe." "Ouch," replied Eric. "Yeah, well, Fusta removed it---all without any pain." Joseph made another sweep of his chip through the dip. Eric nodded his head. "You have a real friend there. It always leaves them weak for a short period. "Yeah I know," replied Joseph softly. Joseph was about to ask Eric about his tiny person when he saw two tiny hands grasping and pulling down on the lip to the pocket of Eric's white polo shirt. Eric smiled, "Joseph, I want you to meet Hori." Reaching in with two fingers Eric pulled out the tiny man. Placing him down in his hand, Eric brought it over before Joseph. Extending his index finger to Hori, Joseph watched the little person grasp both ends of his finger tip and give it a mild shake. "Hi Hori," said Joseph. Eric retracted his hand and moved it up to his left shoulder. The little Hori climbed off and sat down on the boulder size shoulder. "So hey, how did you two meet?" asked Joseph putting another chip in his mouth and washing it down with soda. "It was two years ago and..." Eric stopped when the sound of harp music began to fill the air. "What's that?" asked Joseph. Eric replied, "Thats Hori being funny. He can make music with his thoughts.' "Orkun could do that too," replied Joseph with a warm memory grin. "Ok Hori. Cut it out." Hori chuckled, "I heard it done in a few enlarged human movies. Everytime someone starts to reminsce the sound of a harp begins." "This is not a movie." Hori lowered his head sheepishly. Joseph smiling; got a kick out of the tiny Hori. His palyfulness reminded him of Fusta. "Like I said, it was two years ago I was coming home from work and going through the park. As I was going past a park bench, I caught a flash out of the corner of my eye. I thought nothing of it. Then there was another one. I went over to investigate. I saw nothing but a red Frisbe. Lifting it up I saw this little toy like figure. Except it was moving. I stooped down and touched the figure a couple of times. It didn't registar at first I was looking at another person---a tiny living person. I heard these sounds of pain. I gentle lifted what I knew slowly, to be a living creature." Joseph asked, "Were you scared or freaked?" "I was when Hori started to move in the palm of my hand. I was almost about to drop him. But, when he turned his little face and in a frail voice I could hardly hear---asking me for help. All my fears vanished. Several kids started to come over, for their Frisbe. I placed Hori in the coat pocket of my over-coat." Joseph asked Hori, "How did you get hurt?" "I was flying trying to watch the enlarged humans at play; which I found interesting. Not paying better attention, I got hit by the giant kids Frisbe." Eric continued, "When I brought him home. I could see he was bleeding. I did what I could. I took advange of a few sick days I had coming so I could nurse Hori. For a few days he seemed to be getting stronger. But then was started to become weak again. This is when I heard of Mike Ingerson. Hori whispered this name. A giant he heard of. There were six Mike Ingerson's listed in the phone book. When I tried the first number, I mentioned a very tiny person needs help. The person before slamming the phone down hollowered a few colorful expletives. The second one was the right one. An hour later Mike came and performed a few basic tiny people techniques that helped Hori on the road to recovery. Mike told me he had learned these medical marvels from his tiny friend, though at that time he had no way in contacting his little friend. Mike told me she was a healer." "Oh yeah, right Gia I think is the name," remarked Joseph. Eric replied, Right Gia." "Sounds like you were lucky that a great guy like Eric found you Hori." "I don't know about that," responded Eric. "Stop it Eric. You have no reason to put yourself down." Joseph looked back and forth at the two, "What happened?" "I did what Mike had shown me. And I kept nursing Hori who became sronger. As he grew in strength his skills returned. He would create these pieces of mind music that always calmed me down after work. Or when someone really had gotten under my skin at work, Hori's music brought peace back to my soul as did his enlightened manner." Eric went silent for a moment. He resumed. "I had bought a plastic habitat for Hori to live in. I realized I like my new found tiny friend and what he could do for me. I saw Hori as kind of---a---a pet. I was going to be his master. I talked myself into this way of thinking by telling myself, how tiny and frail he is. Isn't he better off looked after by someone like me?" "Hori," said Joseph. "You could have escaped by the use of your orb that opens the Inter-Space Gateway?" "I didn't think that would have shown proper respect to the one who saved me. I also liked Eric. We are taught Joseph, people don't come across our path just by chance. There is a bigger purpose. A purpose of human growth between the two lives that intersect with one another. I knew Eric could over come this," spoke Hori who stood up and walked over to Eric's huge ear where he in a brotherly act of humor pulled on its lobe. "So how long did it take?" Eric blushed, "Close to a year." "Wow," responded Joseph. Our mutual friend Mike helped. He kept it low key but made me think more of Hori as a independant person rather a depedant person. And of course it was Hori's constant good faith in me, that made me wake up suddenly---look at the habitate where my friend, a three inch and quarter person was indeed---my friend. It made me think of what a gift a friend is. So thats the story." "Thanks. So how is your friendship now? How often do you see each other?" "We see each other usually once a week. Hori zaps in here and we talk and chill." Hori asked Joseph, "What about you?" "Fusta of course as you know was over my parents house for the weekend. And I hope to do it again soon. Oh! My brother Billy is friends with one of you little people. A healer who saved his life in Iraq." Joseph was about to say something but stopped. "What is it?" questioned Hori. Starting to fidget with his hands, Joseph said looking down at the floor, "I have nothing but love for you little people." "Thanks Joseph," replied Hori. "Many of us have enlarge friends we love also. Maybe, at a future cycle both enlarge humans and ourselves can really live side by side together as the ancient books tell us we once did." "Cool, you mean there actually was a time we both lived together?" questioned Joseph. "According to the ancient books. And the teachings of the mystic Omla Raanu who lived several centuries ago, we did.' On the other side, beyond what the enlarged humans think of as reality, Clypatheia wondered if she should activate her Inter-space Gateway key. "Why am I spending my time thinking about this. Sure, Joseph's a great guy." She stopped her thoughts. Thinking about the giant made her heart beat faster. And it seemed the whole universe orbited around him. "No-no he must have many enlarged human females. Anyway, I'm just a mouse compared to him.' Clypatheia started to wipe the tears from her eyes. "If only I could just talk to him." Gaining courage, Clypatheia activated her key. As she stepped into the circle of light another, little person ran up to the circle yelling, "Wait!" He entered the gateway. "Man, strange to think we have a connection with you little people," responded Joseph. Hori spoke on, "I'm of course not an expert on such matters. While it seems both our cultures are not ready to re-discover each other again, it does please the Spirit of light for some of us, anyway, to come in contact with you enlarge humans." Pretty something isn't Joseph," said Eric to Joseph. "Yeah, it really is awesome. I go to the park oneday. And meet a three inch teen. Become friends and my whole changes." Joseph's face became very directed and serious. "And from this pocket size friend I am given more time to live." Eric asked thoughtfully, "How are you doing with that?" "About Orkun. I feel better about it. Though, still hard to think he gave his life for mine. But the little rascal is still, and I have no clue how, is still with me." Joseph looked at his watch, "I'll have to get going." "Thanks for coming Joseph." Hori added, "Yeah, thanks. I have wanted to meet you. Your becoming something of a legend among my people." Joseph replied, "Get out of myface." "No, I speak the truth Joseph." As Joseph got up out of his chair, he took another chip and covered it with a liberal amount of dip. He then left the apartment. When Clypatheia stepped out of the gateway, she found herself on top of a wooden surface that had many giant objects littered about. She walked over to a ten foot long white and blue; somewhat crumpled up cylinder. She read the lettering on the side: "CLEAR AWAY. For Covering Unsightly Acne." She giggled. There where many other strange giant artefacts. Round metal wheel size objects with faces on them. Bits of giant paper that had writing on them. Picking up the side of a giant piece of paper Clypatheia looked at the hand written letters. "Letters drawn by Joseph," she thought to herself. Looking around she spotted another cylinder. This one was thinner than the acne cream and she could look inside to its contents. A black liquid filled, halfway up, an even thinner cyllinder inside of the outer cylinder. She knealt down next to it. It had a strong scent of Joseph on it. "Clypatheia! There you are---you silly girl," spoke the male who looked somewhat older than Clypatheia. "Shouta," replied Clypatheia. The young man shook his head. "My silly sister. Why are you here?" "I just wanted..." Shouta cut her off, "You know you're not allowed to make contact with enlarge humans without approval of the council." "I wanted to see where this Joseph came from." As Shouta surveyed his surroundings, he started to become nervous. "Lets leave here. Giants creep me out." Clypatheia who walked over to the edge of the struture she was on looked out at the vast canyon which was Joseph's room. "I guess it was stupid." Joseph was coming up the front walk to his house and thought about what Hori said about giants and little people once part of a society. Shouta nodded his head. Walking over to a small mound of white material, he told his sister, "I won't mention this to anyone. " "Your're a great brother," Clypatheia said. Shouta smelled a strong scent of the giant off the white material. Touching it, it felt thick and coarse. "This Joseph must really be huge if this is his handkerchief. Shouta went over to the edge to join his sister. Shouta looked over the edge. The top drawer of the object they both were on was partly opened. The drawer full of clothing prevented his view of the floor. Turning around he told his sister, "Lets leave." "Ok Shouta." A distant sound of thunder or what sounded like thunder commenced. And this was followed by the sound of metallic moving parts and the loud whooshing of a huge object. Turning around Shouta saw the giant Joseph entering his room. The shock of seeing one so incrediblly huge caused him to lose his balence. Shouta fell into the open drawer. The material he fell onto was soft and cushioned his fall. Standing up on the uneven surface, Shouta saw he was standing on a pile of gigantic shorts. A shadow glided over him. Looking up, Shouta saw the colossal underside to Joseph's face. Full of fear, Shouta hid beneath a pair of light gray boxers. Clypatheia hid behind a clock radio. She hoped Shouta was ok. She didn't know if she should leave. She listened to the giant pounding of Joseph's stepts. The scent was very stronge. Clypatheia gave out a startled cry when she lost her footing when Joseph closed the drawer. Shouta when the the giant cotton landscape went black wondered if he should leave. Rolling out from behind the radio Clypatheia gave a surprised shout when she saw Joseph's huge face looking down at her from many stories. "You don't have to be afraid," said Joseph seeing the look of fright on the very tiny girl's face. Clypatheia standing up and wiping the dust from her ankles and chest shouted up, "I'm not afraid Joseph." Hearing the tiny squeak of a voice mention his name, Joseph asked, "So you know me?" "You don't remember me?" Clypatheia asked. "I'm sorry I don't." Clypatheia's face dropped. "Fusta said you did." "Where did we meet," replied Joseph not wanting to hurt the tiny and pretty girl's feelings. "We met at the ceremony." "That was a very heavy time for me. My head was pretty !@#$ back then." "Yes, I guess it was." Clypatheia looked looked down for a moment then back up at the giant. "I guess I better be going. I'm sorry Joseph for bothering you." "Its no bother. And who are you?" "My name is Clypatheia." Joseph moved his head in closer. As he did, Joseph sent a current of air which sent an even stronger odor of his scent down upon Clypatheia who secretly basked in its scent. "Why are you here.? No one is hurt or anything?' Questioned Joseph with some urgency. "No, I---just wanted to see you." Joseph felt rather flasttered. He didn't know what to say next. "Oh, my brother!" shouted Clypatheia. "What about him?" "I think he is still in your drawer." Joseph had a puzzled look on his face as he asked, "Drawer?" "Your top drawer. When you came in he lost his balence and fell into it." Joseph scratched his head, "So there's two of you?" "Yes, he wanted to stop me from coming." Clypatheia looking shyly up at Joseph, "He didn't want me to get into any trouble." "Oh man, you mean the counsil doesn't know you had come to see me?" "You know of the counsil?" Joseph replied, "Yes." "Sorry Joseph." "Then why did you come?" Clypatheia said, "I wanted to see you. I was very impressed by you." Joseph nodded his head awkwardly, "Thanks." He thern opened the top drawer. Looking up at Clypatheia he asked, "What's your brother's name?" "Shouta." "Shouta, are you still here?" asked Joseph. "Its ok. I'm not going to hurt you." Joseph thought, "Its too bad many little people are afraid of giants like me." The tiny form of Shouta appeared from beneath a pair of boxer-briefs. When Shouta crawled out from beneath the waistband, Joseph reached down to pick him up. Shouta, seeing the colossal fingers reaching for him; covered his head with his arms. Gently, Joseph picked up Shouta and placed him down next to his sister. When the fingers released him, Shouta was surprised how carefull Joseph had been with him. Clypatheia turned to her bother and said softly, "I told you he was special.' "I hope you both don't get into any trouble over this," said Joseph. As Joseph finished his words another circle of light appeared. "No what," spoke Joseph a bit annoyed and confused. A little person in a purple uniform stepped out of the Inter-Space Gateway. The Little person seeing Clypatheia and Shouta gave them a severe look. Joseph asked, "Now, who are you?" "Joseph," spoke the new arrival, "We need your help. And we need it fast." "Whats up?" "A group of people are trapped in a submerged ship. We need you." Joseph looked down at Clypatheia who looked up at him with her big orange eyes. Looking back at the new arrival, "What do you need me for." "To save their lives," spoke the new arrival. Joseph thought, "Is this why I was meant to live?" Looking down at the new arrival, "Ok, I'll do what I can." Putting her hands together Clypatheia said, "He's wonderful." A huge gateway opened for Joseph. Talking a breath, Joseph enetred it. When he emerged, Joseph found himself on a beautiful sandy beach. Several people---including children ran up to the front of his black and white sneakers. Joseph knealt down before them. "Please save my father!" shouted one little girl. An adult woman hollowered up, "My husband!" She stopped and sobbed. "I'll do what I can," replied Joseph full of compassion for those people. Several little people ran up to Joseph. One who stood in front of the rest; Joseph figured must be the leader spoike, "A ship has sunk. People are still trapped. We figure you with you great size can save them....It happened so fast Joseph." "I'll do what I can." Joseph stripped down to his white boxers. The crowd of people ran away as the huge pieces of clothing fell down from the heavens with a mighty thud. Clypatheia with hands together in prayer whispered, "Dear Eternal Spirit of light. Please save the lives of those trapped in the boat. And look after Joseph---please." Joseph waded to a waiting vessel that would take him out to the sunken ship. Clypatheia knealt down into the sand and started crying. "Please, please bring Joseph and the rest back alive." Shouta knealt next to his sister and placed an arm around Clypatheia. Joseph climbed aboard the aircraft carrieir like ship. However, to Joseph it was more like climbing aboard a children's raft. As the ship taveled to the danger zone, Joseph was having a hard time staying put on the little people's small nautical craft. He had to keep waving his arms to balence himself and the ship. The skipper of the vessel told Joseph, "It was a special crusie ship that went under the water. A fault in the lift plane medium caused the ship to sink. There isn't much time. That's why we sent for you instead of a rescue craft."" "I know I keep saying the same words, but I'll do what I can." The captain but a hand on the tip to Joseph's big toe and shouted up, "That's all anyone can do.' When the vessel was over the danger zone, a little person handed Joseph a device and told him, "The closer you get to the ship the quicker the red light will blink. And Joseph---they only have several minutes of air left. May the Spirit of Light guide you." Joseph nodded, took a deep breath and dove into the cool blue water. Back on the beach the family of the crew and of the passengers paced along the shoreline. Clypatheia held her hands together tightly. Shouta trying to comfort his sister, "I"m sure Joseph will succeed." Clypatheia just looked out at the waves. Joseph burst down into the clear water. He looked down at the tiny device he held in his left hand. He hoped he could hold his breath long enough to find the ship. A school of oddly shaped red and pink fish swam along side Joseph. "I hope they don't have sharks," thought Joseph. The device in Joseph's hand stared to blink faster. He was passing an out-crop of gray granite looking boulders. Passing the out-crop Joseph spotted the red and gray saucer shaped craft. his lungs were starting to ache. "I'm so close now---I gotta make it," he thought. "Joseph, I'm with you," said a voice in his mind. "Orkun," thought Joseph. "Please help me save them." As Joseph came upon the ship, he could see people gasping for air through the observation windows. This included children. Wrapping his arms around the craft, Joseph started heading for the surface. "I feel so weak," he thought. "Joseph, don't give up," spoke the words of Orkun. Back at the beach Clypatheia prayed for Joseph. "I have faith in you Joseph. You can do it." In pain, Joseph kept kicking his legs. "I must get to the surface. I must. For the sake of life I must! And for-for Clypatheia." Everyone aboard the rescue vessal looked over the side down at the sea with baited breath. A bubbling appeared on top of the water. Soon it turned into a gush of white foam. Like a God of the sea appeared Joseph springing forth out of the cool arms of the sea. All aboard the ship cheered. Once on the surface, Joseph tore off the top to the ship. The passengers lifted their tiny arms toward the sky as they breathed in life. Back on the beach Shouta turned toward his sister, "I'm sure it will be ok." "I know it will be," replied Clypatheia. "I don't know how. But it will be." After lifting the crusie ship onnto the vessel, Joseph took in huge deep breaths. "Many lives are spared because of Joseph," spoke the voice of Orkun. Joseph was too weak to climb aboard the ship. The crew attached a safety line to Joseph. Many of the passengers went and kissed Joseph's sampling size fingers. Clypatheia placed her hands to her mouth and started to shake with antiipation when she saw the vessel returning. Staggering to shore, Joseph collapased from utter exhaustion. Clypatheia ran to him. And started to kiss the side of his gigantic face. "Thank the Spirit of Light." Many of the little people working together, created a blanket of light for Joseph. Billy was in his room when a circle of light appeared. Seeing the light, he wondered what was happening. Seeing Vuna, Billy smiled, "Man, its great to see you." "I have news about your brother Joseph." Becoming serious Billy said, "Yes." "Its ok, he's fine. Joseph was asked to save a sunken ship full of passengers---which he saved," said Vuna in tears of joy. Waking up, Joseph saw a whole multitude of well wishers. Joseph removed his blanket of light. Seeing he was still in boxers, placed the blanket back over himself. He also saw Clypatheia. "I felt your prayers," he told her. Clypatheia just rubbed the side of his gigantic cheek with her beautiful hands. Joseph then placed his head back on the warm sand as all the little people cheered him. With a sleepy smile Joseph looked out among what had now become a throng of people cheering and clapping for him. A little girl ran up to the enormouse face, "You saved my daddy." The child threw flower petals from a basket she was carrying at Joseph. A muted rumbling sound began as Joseph began to lift up the huge bulk of his head. "My parents will be wondering about me." "It has all been arranged," shouted up an official speaking for the council. In BIlly's room another circle of light appeared on his desk. Two little tiny people in purple garb stepped out. Pressing the key to the gateway the circle of light vanished. Making a cup around his mouth one of the new arrivals spoke to Billy. "Joseph will be spending the night with us. He is very tired after his rescue. We would like to thank him in a public celebration also." "Yeah, thats great. But what about my parents?" asked Billy. "That is why we are here," replied the second new arrival. "We will create an image of Joseph." Billy frowned for a moment. "I hate to keep doing things behind my parents back." After another space of silence. "I know you are honest. And Joseph's is being well looked after. And "blank," he deserves a celebration after what he did---I'm in." It was getting darker on the beach. Light's were brought out and placed near Joseph. However, they were kept on a low level as not to disturb the sleeping hero. Clypatheia sat down beneath the eight foot long botton lip. Above her she could hear the deep, powerful sound of Joseph's breathing. Warm air rushed down over her. Turning the side of her face against the wall of warm flesh she whispered, "What are these strange enchantments that start when ever your near. I know our size differences prevent us from the things I long to be for you." Joseph found himself standing next to a running brook outside of a lovely forest of Pine and Fur trees. He had been here before. He stooped down and placed his hand in the cool, clear running water. He spotted another image. An image that seemed to ripple in the current of water. It was another person. Standing up, turning and smiling Joseph said, "Orkun." Giving him his huge cheek bulging smile Orkun went up to Joseph and gave him a hug. Stepping away Orkun clapped his hands. "Well done Joseph." Joseph nodded his head slightly. "Ever since you gave your life for mine, I felt..." Joseph rolled his eyes as he looked up at the dark blue sky, "Not just guilty but afraid." "Afraid Joseph?" "Yeah, I was afraid I couldn't make up for the great thing you did for me." "What I did, I did out of respect and love for you Joseph." "Thanks." "My friend," spoke on Orkun. "Never doubt or second-guess love that is given up to and for you freely." On the beach of the little people; children played around the great mass of Joseph's clothing. Many ran in and out the pockets to the pants. A few friends dared other to go into the dark caverns to Joseph's sneakers. Mothers and wives of passengers Joseph had saved, came up to the huge bulk of Joseph's head. Taking shears; cut off little pieces of Joseph's hair. After several hours Joseph began to stir. Clypatheia fell on her back as the great mass of the head lifted up. He was still greatly tired. Joseph lifted up his left hand that was bleeding. "OOOHH," echoed the sound of the little people keeping vigil around Joseph---seeing the injured hand. "Let a pal heal that my big giant hero," announced a voice that even in his tired state---Joseph knew who it was. "Hey Fusta," said Joseph. Going up to the great outline of his body, Fusta hollowered up, "Put your hand down." Groggy Joseph let his hand down. It came down with such a thud, it created a vacum that propelled Fusta backwards a good many yards. Shaking his head clear, Fusta went up to the giant hand. A tired index finger from another giant hand pushed back Fusta. "No, (yawn-yawn) get a healer. to do it," said Joseph. "Its ok Joseph. It won't hurt me. I want to do it." Joseph in a very tired and hard to understand voice, "Just-(yawn)-(garble)-yo...safe." Fusta bending his head back looked up at the sleepy face, said but just to himself, "Can't explain it, but would give you my life." Fusta concentrated. He then placed his hands on the moist wound to Joseph's hand. He did feel pain rushing through his body. Fusta felt a hand latching on to his shoulder. It was Clypatheia. "Let me give you more energy." "Thanks Clypatheia." Joseph felt the pain leaving his hand. When they were done Clypatheia and Fusta stepped back from the gigantic hand. The drain was harder on Fusta who started to act like he was drunk. Clypatheia just stood silent. Joseph rubbed his hand that was all healed. He spotted Fusta kind of staggering around. He picked up his very tiny pal between two fingers. "You funny little guy. Take rest behind my ear. " Joseph and brotherly, placed his buddy behind his ear where its warm skin lulled Fusta off to sleep. Joseph before falling to sleep, extended a hand to Clypatheia. Stepping up onto the finger tips, Clypatheia went and on hands and knees, crawled beneath several fingers the curled over. The heat too from the colossal hand brought her to a peaceful sleep. Billy brought the two new arrivals to Joseph's room. They created a hologram of Joseph that walked around his room and talked. "You little people are something," said Billy with admiration. "I think you're pretty something," spoke Vuna to Billy as she stood on his shoulder. In the morning, as Joseph was waking up, he stretched his huge legs that appeared from beneath the blanket of light. The crowds around him gave out a resounding, "Ooooohh!" Seeing the beautiful form of Clypatheia in his hand Joseph thought, "What a lovely sight to wake up to." Joseph carefully removed Fusta from behind his left ear. And placed him down on the soft, clean sand. He stretched his arms and yawned. To the little people who had stayed all night to be there in case he had needed anything, his yawn sounded like a roar. It woke Clypatheia up. As her eyes adjusted to the light of the new day, she gazed with starry eyes at the grand sight before her. Joseph looked like a God. His huge well formed chest. His huge mountain crushing like arms. His wavy crop of black hair. Clypatheia swooned---and dropped down in the warm palm of the hand thinking, "What a guy." Coming back to her senses, she returned to her feet and climbed off the giant hand. Stepping out from beneath the blanket of light, and just in his white boxers, many of the young girls couldn't help and giggle. Attendants appointed by the council told the crowd of on lookers to disperese. "We are here to help you clean up," said the leader of the group of attendants. Many of them could fly. Eight of them flew up on their wings of light to Joseph holding a special cloth with oinments to clean and refresh his face. "Open your mouth wide Joseph," said another attendant covered in a clear plastic outfit, who carried with him a long hose attached to a cylinder way down below. With this hose he sprayed the inside of Joseph's mouth and teeth with a chemical that cleaned them til they sparkled. "Yes, a very nice job if I say so myself," spoke the attendant with pride. Joseph smacked his lips a few times. "Man, my mouth never has felt this clean before. Thanks." A group of ladies flew up and landed in his hair. One rather plump woman flying up before Joseph's huge, dark brown eyes told him, "We are going to a little trimming of your hair." "You don't have to do all this," said Joseph feeling uncomfortable from all the attention. "I'm not looking for any award or special treatment." The plump woman replied, "We know that Joseph. This is why we want to do it." She then gave Joseph a kiss on the tip of his nose. Clypatheia ran up to catch the strands of hair that fell from many, many stories. She rolled up a couple around her waist. Several young teen girls ran passed the attendants to get their own strands of hair. Fusta gathered a giant strand of hair. Having healed Joseph several times, he knew he had a special bond with his friend the giant. A little boy standing behind a guard wanted to see Joseph close up first hand. The boy tried to sneak in by crawling between the legs of the guard. "Hear, hear what are you trying to do little man?" asked the guard. The guard picked the boy up. "I want to meet Joseph. He seems so kind," responded the little boy whose legs still kept moving as if he was running. The guard handed him back to the child's guardian.
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