Sam was feeling extra small today. Not literally—he was a perfectly normal adult—but in the presence of his best friend, Alex, he couldn’t help but act like a mischievous child. “Alex! You can’t eat all the cookies before I get one!” Sam pouted, stomping his foot dramatically. Alex, pretending to be stern, crossed their arms.
“Hmm… is that so, little Sam? You’re going to have to earn Them! “Sam gasped, eyes wide. “Earn them? But I’m so small! I can barely reach the Counter! “With a mock sigh, Alex scooped Sam up onto their shoulders. “Fine, I’ll help you reach. But only because I’m Nice! “From his lofty perch, Sam felt like a king surveying his cookie kingdom. He grabbed a chocolate chip treasure and held it high. “Victory is Mine! Alex laughed, shaking their head.
“You’re ridiculous… but cute. ”And for the rest of the afternoon, the two of them staged cookie heists, tea parties, and pretend adventures, laughing until their cheeks hurt. Sam may have acted small, but the fun they shared was enormous.
After their successful cookie heist, Sam and Alex decided it was time for their next big adventure: building a blanket fort. Sam dragged every blanket and pillow they could find into the living room, stacking chairs and couch cushions into towers.
“Behold!” Sam announced, puffing out his chest. “The Kingdom of Fluff!”
Alex crouched down to inspect the fortress. “Hmm… I approve, Your Majesty. But every kingdom needs guards. Who will protect it?”
Sam gasped dramatically. “ME! I shall protect it with my mighty… tickle powers!” He wiggled his fingers threateningly, making Alex squeal with laughter.