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Pike Being a tiny little fairy is tough. My self-esteem has been crushed, and even though it’s been a week since I shrunk, I’m still not used to it. Not only am I useless in a fight now that I’m so small, but Cinder also thinks I’m cute instead of hot. It’s rough, but...I suppose there are some positives. “Pike?” Cinder whispers. “Are you sleeping?” I don’t respond, and Cinder giggles. Her gentle touch on the sole of my foot sends a row of shivers through my body, but I remain still on top of her chest. I am too content to move. I want to stay here forever, basking in her warmth until the end of time. Shit. Am I turning into a sap? We were watching a TV show and when I fell asleep on the armrest she moved me here. And while part of me is uncomfortable by my tiny size and the fact my